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#Women.
I f... them. I use them. I pay them off. I find another. My demands are never denied. My contracts are always signed. They submit to me. Willingly. Completely. Temporarily. This is how it’s always been.
Until I saw that filthy tweet.
@VaughnAsher [...]. #ThingsIThinkAboutToGetOff
“FilthyBlueBird” thinks she can tease me with hashtags and then hide behind a Twitter handle? She thinks I wouldn’t be more than happy to #RockHerFilthyWorld? She’s wrong.
Her online fantasy is about to collide with her public reality, and it’s about to happen… now.
EXCERPT
My name is Grace Kinsella and I’m
a filthy tweeter.
I can turn a hundred and forty characters into living sex. I can
string words together in a way that will make you wet your panties with lust. I
can make a man blush before he even gets to the hashtag. I am famous for pithy
filth.
In fact, my girlfriends and I have an online Facebook group
called the Filthy Blue Birds. And we’re
not the only ones. The world of pithy filth is booming, friends. There are
endless groups like ours. There are legions of shy girls who come alive when
faced with the hundred-and-forty-character challenge. And there is a very
special place online where we meet, challenging each other to achieve a new
level of smexy typing.
I call that Twitter list Dirty Heaven. I made it up, like
literally I’m the freaking founder.
So Dirty Heaven is my kingdom and I’m the queen.
I’ll stop here to take a
bow.
Besides being a list, Dirty Heaven is an online competition that
happens on Twitter every Saturday night across the world—yes, we have filthy
tweeters from all walks of life. At 8 PM Eastern the FT’s come alive and each league puts up their
best and brightest. You get one tweet, one hashtag, and one chance to shine.
I don’t win anymore, it’s
simply not fair. I’m now the judge. But back when we were first putting this
together my tweets took me to Dirty Heaven time after time after time. That’s
back when we used to have the competitions nightly and the group was small.
Just fifteen or twenty of my closest online stranger friends. Each competition
we had an online muse and we took turns choosing who would benefit from our
blush-inducing prose. Sometimes the girls picked models or rock stars.
I only ever had one muse and his name is Vaughn Asher.
Yes, the Vaughn Asher.
A Hollywood legend. He started out in the boy band 2 Far Out, then when his
angelic voice changed as he hit puberty he graduated into Disney sitcoms. Most
child actors would fade after that, never able to make the transition. But
Vaughn Asher doubled down on the workouts—gaining the title of Most Envied Body
in Hollywood six years in a row from Buzz
Hollywood Magazine—and the preteen wannabe turned into an action-hero
heartthrob overnight.
Just thinking his name makes me sigh. He’s so freaking gorgeous. That messy dark
hair that makes him look like he just rolled out of bed. Those tight abs that
just make you want to drag your tongue all over them to see if they taste as
good as they look. And that package, boy. He’s never done any nudes so I have
to use my imagination, but my imagination is vivid. I have a very clear
picture.
Besides, you know what they say about a man’s thumbs, right? Well, Vaughn Asher has
incredible thumbs. And large feet. They say that too.
Yes, doing filthy things to his six-foot-two frame has been my
idea of Dirty Heaven for almost three years now. I’d like to say I’ve said everything
imaginable about him, but that’s not true. I never run out of ideas. It’s like
my brain only exists to compose a one-hundred-and-forty-character sentence that
will turn him red.
That’s my fantasy. That’s my
fairy tale. Vaughn Asher doing things to me that can only be said in a hashtag.
About the author:
J. A. Huss likes to write new adult books that make you think and keep you guessing. Her favorite genre to read is space opera, but since practically no one reads those books, she writes new adult science fiction, paranormal romance, contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and books about Junco (who refuses to be saddled with a label).
She has an undergraduate degree in horses, (yes, really–Thank you, Colorado State University) and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology from the University of Florida. She used to have a job driving around Colorado doing pretty much nothing but shooting the breeze with farmers, but now she just writes, runs the New Adult Addiction and Clean Teen Reads Book Blogs, and runs an online science classroom for homeschoolers.
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I like both. If I had to choose I would say I like like better.
ReplyDeleteBoth covers are nice. I like 'Follow' more, it's a bit more masculine! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI like both almost equally, maybe a slight prefer for Follow.
ReplyDeleteLIKE
ReplyDeleteBoth are good but I like Follow a little bit more.
ReplyDeleteI like Follow :)
ReplyDeleteThey are both good, and I like them both but if I had to pick one I would have to say Follow. thank you so much
ReplyDeleteI love the cover!
ReplyDeleteI like the cover for FOLLOW.
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