Posted by mahalia2010
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My name is Mahalia a.k.a Hales and I am excited to be a part of the party!
I have loved words since I can remember. I have read every genre out there. At different stages in my life I enjoyed different works.
Elementary- Laura Engles Wilder House on the Prairie Series, Judy Blume, A Little Princess, Where the Wild Things Are…and much more.
Middle School- Mafia Stories, The Babysitters Club, Black Poetry, Lord of the Flies, Autobiographies of important African American figures and young adult stories. Tiger Eyes was my fav then.
Highschool- I moved more into classic literature and onto mythology and military strategy. By the Time I hit Senior Year I’d read every book equivelant to a college grad student with English as a major. Then I found more romance, and I really fell in love. I could rattle of tons of authors but I’d leave so many more out! I found paranormal and the DarkHunter Series, I found Chic Lit and humerous mainstream stories with great characters , little focus on sex or relationships.
And then I found Erotic Romance. Not stories ninety percent sex but expressive stories with great heroes and heroines and a up close view of their intimate relationship, not only sexual but complex and emotional. It was fantastical. My scrabble word. I decided I wanted to…I had to write and began. I currently write in the following genres: Interracial Romance/Contemporary Romance/BDSM/Military Romance/Paranormal Shifters and Paranormal Demons.
A 1 Night Stand Story
Working for the Wichita Tribune is the best thing that’s ever happened to Rebekah Shayne, until she takes an assignment aimed to take down a prestigious matchmaking firm. She’s determined to ferret out the falsities, schemes, and swindling companies manipulating lonely souls.
Ashton Foster doesn’t believe in on line dating. When his mother takes charge of his personal life, he knows it’s useless to fight her and would rather go through a few dates with strangers than let her push the unending stream of locals down his throat vying for his pocketbook. In this he finds the perfect opportunity to downplay who he is and become a regular type of guy.
If she’d thought she suffered from butterflies coming into the establishment, entering the Aqua Lounge was much worse. She cast a surreptitious glance at the bar, her eyes widening at the sublime man chatting easily with the bartender. It was all Bekah could do not to fall over or drool. He presented a side pose, his relaxed shirt fitting the contours of his broad shoulders and back. Land sakes, when he stood up, she got the most delicious view of his ass. And what an ass it was—nice, round, and muscular. He stuck his hand in his pocket and shrugged at something the bartender said. She eyeballed him for all she was worth, getting the ogling out of the way. One glance was all she wrote. She hadn’t expected her date to be ultra hot. If not for her drenched panties, gravity would’ve pulled her cream along the inner seam of her thighs. The décor of the lounge fell away. Honed in on her date, she sashayed her way across the floor, adding a little bounce to her step, her breasts jiggling. The stool next to him remained unoccupied. She smoothed her kimono-style sundress to mid-thigh.
“Ashton.” Where did her normal voice go, and when did she start speaking in such an earthy tone. Hands clasped ladylike in her front of her, holding onto her pocketbook. Her breath came out in a swoosh when he turned to face her. A burning warmth filled the sexiest eyes, and not just any brown, but the color of milk chocolate, a shade lighter than her skin tone.
“Bekah, we finally meet,” He extended his hand to take hers. She accepted his hand and let out a startled sound of surprise, ill prepared for the jolt of awareness humming from such brief contact.
“Yes, we did…do.” She fell over her tongue, color rising in her cheeks. Boy, did she feel hot. He broke out in the sexiest smile—lordy above, a perfect smile—and her name all but purred from his mouth. He could call her Bekah anytime.
“Peachy keen.” She licked her lips and studied him from under her lashes.
“Would you like a cocktail?”
“Can we just go straight to shots?”
His teasing demeanor made him all the more attractive. His manners pleased her, as well, when he stood, showing her his height, and pulled out her barstool. She sat, and he returned to his position on the stool next to her, his gaze never leaving hers, until she had to break eye contact to gather her thoughts. He inspired instant hot, naked, orgasmic fantasies. A flicker of question crossed his features, pulling her back to the present. Fantasy in check she smiled. “Very.”
“Me too,” Ashton said, motioning for the bartender.
“Really? You have such confidence about you.” She found herself relaxing, and hoped her mic caught all their byplay. When he leaned over to whisper in her ear, her first reaction was to pull back, but his warm hand settled over hers, brushing in gentle sweeps. She gulped in anticipation.
“I half thought you would run the other way when you entered.” The bartender approached and wiped her hands on a towel. “Two shots of coconut rum.” Ashton kept his eyes on Bekah while he ordered, pinning her with his gaze.
“The thought did cross my mind.” She didn’t admit the gravitational pull demanded she park her ass right next to him. “Being paired with you astonished me. I wasn’t expecting the full package, you could say.” Bekah took the shot of rum and raised it to his. “To new people.”
They tossed their shots, and Bekah licked a drop that lingered on her lips. Her date’s nostrils flared as he watched. She inhaled in a shallow breath and fought to clear the fog hazing her self-control. Seduction at that moment wasn’t planned. Yet, as his face descended toward hers, she didn’t pull away but leaned forward to meet his lips. Awareness spiked to new levels as he kissed her with masterful control, easing her mouth apart to taste her. Under his spell, she drowned and placed her hands on his shoulders for an anchor. He tasted of whiskey. Just as she got used to his delicious invasion,he broke the kiss with an abrupt halt. Shaken, she witnessed him rein himself in. Had he lost control with just a kiss? Hell, she was stuck for words her damn self. Flushed with arousal, she brought her eyes level with his.
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Posted on July 14, 2011, in Uncategorized and tagged a journey of books, author mahalia levey, contemporary romance, decadent publishing, ebooks, interracial romance, romance. Bookmark the permalink. 144 Comments.