Can't get more STELLA than this!
Bestselling authors, Leddy Harper & Stephie Walls give you STELLA...
With a new release from Stephie Walls available on Amazon and free in Kindle Unlimited, an upcoming romcom/second-chance romance from Stella in less than a month, and a wildly sexy romance by Leddy Harper set to drop in early August, this seems to be the best time to get your one-click finger warmed up and ready!
DR. FELLATIO by Stella | releasing July 26th
"Sweetie, you can still have that fairy tale if you'll just let down your hair so Patrick can climb your wall."
"Was that some pornographic reference to Rapunzel? Or are you really that bad at metaphors?"
Women hire me, pay me an exorbitant amount of money, to teach them the art of...oral stimulation. I'm what people have referred to as a "professional blower."
In college, it was a great way to make money, needing the extra cash to get me through school. By the time I graduated, I saw the potential to earn more than my degree would ever be able to offer me.
I had a good run...until my ex's new girlfriend hired me to teach her how to please him.
Or so I thought.
KISS MY ASH by Leddy Harper | releasing August 9th
His voice had grown so low and gritty it made me wonder what he sounded like first thing in the morning. Which left me with an image of him in bed. Before I knew it, I was picturing the things we could do together in that bed while he used that husky tone to utter the dirtiest things to me.
Ash Jenkins was the typical boy next door. Wait, who am I kidding? There was nothing typical about that boy.
He was tall, ripped, and had the voice of a man twice his age. Intelligent, sexy as sin, and barely legal.
Sent to live with his dad after getting in some trouble with the law, he was definitely someone I needed to stay away from.
But he had his sights set on me, and he didn’t try to hide it.
Did it still make me a cougar if I was the prey?
FAMILY TIES by Stephie Walls | available now
My gaze strolled from her glittering irises past her perfect nose and down her long neck. Stopping at her chest, her nipples were taut under her thin tank top, and even in the darkness, I could make out their dusky outline beneath the fabric. I feigned a struggle and lifted her off my stomach to prevent her from noticing my arousal.
With a history like ours, the meaning of the word family tended to tangle into something unrecognizable. DNA and bloodlines didn’t tie us together, and neither did our last names. Various shades of grey blurred the branches of our twisted family tree. I wasn’t her brother. They weren’t my parents. Not that it mattered… She was off limits. Portia was my friend. Then my foster sister. And she’d always be the love of my life.
