Event management company Event Genius' future depends on the merger and the merger depends on one man - Shekhar Mansingh. Is it surprising that the beautiful women who work in Event Genius are keen on keeping him happy? Shekhar is not only good-looking and powerful, he is also too smart to be manipulated by the stunning babes who are treated like goddesses by normal men.
When Hale is bequeathed the truck he helped his now late-grandfather rebuild, he and his college girlfriend Casey discover and additional secret that will fill their summer road trip with love, women, and adventure.
A multi-hundred year old pseudo-vampire/succubus that survives on "pleasure juice" seeks a new mate after his dies at the hands of mortal enemies. "She" must be a virgin. He finds such a girl in Europe, and they enjoy a honeymoon of sorts. She learns much abou him while truly shedding all remnants of her virginity, feeding on men as he feeds on women, their sexual juices. In the end? Read and see.
This is the last in this series, about some college kids and their escapades while completing their education. A sister, her best friend, a brother and his roommate get into some pretty wild situations. Some sex, some humor and some emotion. It will make a lot more sense if you read the first two books first.
Son and his best friend end up going on mom and her friend's girls only vacation. Son finds out mom and her friend's vacation is a fantasy vacation for them. Son and his best friend end up joining the fun.
A story in the Connor Family Universe
The Connor kids, Jacob and Bridget, are all grown up. See them enter a brave new world. The Marriage Extension Act (MEA) has made polyamorous marriages legal and the US Supreme Court has declared public sex a Right of Expression under the First Amendment. This is a world where life extending anagathics ensure that anyone who can afford the two million dollar price tag can live to a healthy century and more. Still growing up a Connor means there be plenty family play no matter the generation.
It was the 'Miss' that swung it, of course. If he'd asked, 'How much, Ma'am' or simply, 'How much', then I might have just walked away, but it was a while since I'd been called Miss and I liked it. A lot.