Not Quite Juliet
Silver Soul Book 1
a Club Imperial Series
by Katherine Rhodes
from Beau Coup Publishing
Silver Soul is a hot local band without big aspirations. Good boys during the
day, bad asses at night, they play for the love of the music. They have all the
requisite members: the hot lead singer; the wild and crazy bassist; the dreamy,
laid-back rhythm guitarist; the animal on drums; the organized,
behinds-the-scenes genius manager- and trouble on the lead guitar.
And, of course, fangirls. Morgan Kirkbride is the self-professed super fangirl
of Silver Soul. If they’re playing and she finds out, Morgan has to be there.
One fateful night, by the grace of beer and peanuts, she falls for very hot,
very sexy Nick D.
Literally.
Morgan was sure the lead singer of Silver Soul thought she was a graceless
flake when he asks her to a midnight diner and winds up back at her place.
She’s captivated, but sure it’s just a crazy one-night fling… Imagine her shock
when the very next Monday at Allegheny County Courthouse, the highly respected,
well-credentialed chemist Dr. Nicholas Dovadsky is called as a witness — and Morgan
recognizes him as the rock god who rocked her bed. Sparks fly between them, but
things get complicated - fast. But Nick doesn’t intend for anything or anyone
to prevent him from getting to know the spunky, if clumsy, curvaceous woman. He
just keeps coming back again and again.
When an ex-boyfriend returns to haunt Morgan and her roommate, no one takes him
seriously. But when the simple threats become violent, perverse and horrifying,
she realizes someone is out to get her. While nothing is what it seems, there’s
one thing Morgan can be sure of…she wants Nick in her life. Permanently.
**Content Warning: Explicit language and graphical content. Intended for 18+ audience.
**Content Warning: Explicit language and graphical content. Intended for 18+ audience.
*****Excerpt*****
I took the offered hand and nearly swooned. Swooned. Who
the hell swoons? I stood up and followed him through the mostly empty club as
the staff was sweeping and pushing tables around. He didn’t let go of my hand
as we wound through the tables to the door stage right.
This time, the little bitch in my head slapped me. I was being led backstage by the man I had a severe fangirl crush on, and we were going out for food and a chat. I almost dropped my cider at the realization. I was walking backstage with Nick D. I realized I had an obligation to women everywhere at that moment--and I fulfilled it.
I dropped my eyes and I gazed upon the most gorgeous denim-clad backside I had ever seen. He walked just enough to press those firm globes into the denim and release them a moment later with the next stride. The cloth hugged him, and it was one of the most delicious sights I’d ever seen in my life. Squeezable Tush. I wondered if I could bottle it.
“Enjoying the view?” he asked.
My eyes shot up to his, where he was peeking over his shoulder at me about to push the door open. Fire rushed into my cheeks. Let’s see, I had proved I was graceless, easily flustered, worked at a BDSM club, and had absolutely no stealth to even grab a glimpse of the World’s Most Fantastic Backside. I’d probably dump the soup down the front of my shirt.
His eyes sparkled mischievously, though, as he looked at me. I took a chance. “Hmm. It could be a little better. Could you just turn to the right a little?” He laughed, and obliged me.
Oh, it was a perfect ass.
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What is Club Imperial?
an excerpt from Katherine Rhodes' guest blog on Inner Goddess
How I became an erotica author, by Katherine Rhodes Dec. 16, 2013
"A good old fashioned erotic BDSM novel.
Club Imperial is [a BDSM club] set in an unlikely city– Pittsburgh. The story would be lost if I set in New York or LA. San Francisco was just too stereotypical for this. Even Anne Rice uses it. Plus, the lifestyle exists everywhere. Even in the Rust Belt."
While Not Quite Juliet is a stand-alone title, you can read about Emmy from Club Imperial and read more from the author's blog by clicking on the title above.
About this author
Armed with her Bachelors of English, Literature from Montclair State University and a pen name, Katherine Rhodes has set her mind to writing erotic romances which are kinky, dirty, and fun. A lackadaisical laundry goddess, expert in the profundities of bad movies and awful literature, she resides in Philadelphia with her husband, three cats and a betta named Fishtian Grey.
Twitter @Mistress_KayR
