Title: Kenna's Reveris
(#1 of Daydreaming)
Author: Claire Granger
Genre: Erotic Romance, Humour
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Kenna is a pretty typical single mom. She takes her 5 kids to dance, soccer, and scouts. She just happens to make her living as an erotic book blogger. She has accepted the fact that she will probably always be single, until her dream fantasy man is sitting right in front of her.
Jax likes control. He's never considered love or romance as an option, just as a necessary means to win a woman he's interested in. So when he eyes a beautiful woman at a coffee shop and can't stop thinking about her, he wonders what he has to do to possess her.
This is the hilarious story of two people who in a world of dreams are made for each other, but in reality could not be more incompatible. Will they find a way to make the dreams that live in their fantasies real, or are they destined to live without each other?
Author's Note:
The Daydreaming novella series takes place in the same world as the Faultlines series and while there are many crossover elements, it is not the same story or direct sequel. While readers of that series will enjoy seeing characters in this series, you do not need to read one to read the other because it is not a direct sequel. This series is more erotic in nature, with lots of sexual situations, as well as a rather colorful choice of the English language (read- there's a lot of swearing), so please note that this book is for mature audiences.
Excerpt . . .
I paced around my living room staring at my laptop that sat on my coffee table as if it was a suspect that I was about the interrogate.
Not that I was a cop. That would be far too honorable.
No, I was a banking executive.
Anyways, back to the damn laptop.
I wanted to google her. Badly.
And the fact that I wanted to research her so badly made for quite the dilemma.
She has five children. FIVE.
One, two, three, four, FIVE.
That shit was not normal. And she looked young. What, has she spent her 20’s popping out babies?
No husband, no boyfriend…what’s up with that?
Just google her already, you pussy.
Damnit.
I walked around to the black leather couch and sat down in front of the laptop.
My condo was a pretty typical bachelor pad. I lived in a converted warehouse loft in the Tobacco Row district of Richmond. Exposed brick, exposed HVAC, concrete floors, lots of black, glass, and stainless steel. It was cold and modern and I loved it.
I opened it up and googled her name. I saw a Facebook account and opened it. Her profile was private but her profile picture was her, and 5 boys, sitting around a picnic table and smiling at the camera.
What the hell?
These weren’t five babies. They all appeared to be older. The oldest looked like an older teen, the youngest no younger than 10.
Either she aged very well or those were not biologically her kids.
I went back to the search results and clicked on a news link where her name was mentioned.
Kenna Pierce is being honored tonight as foster parent of the year.
The date was a year earlier.
I clicked on another (more recent) news article to read.
Amy Green, who fostered more than 50 children and adopted 6 and is currently a court appointed advocate for abused children, organized this fundraiser with Kenna Pierce, another Richmond native who adopted her five boys through the foster care system.
Okay, so she adopted her sons. She organizes fundraisers and gets awarded for her good community service. Basically, she’s a good girl.
Shit.
Hey, nothing wrong with being a good girl. I thought it was awesome, but not for the dirty things I wanted to do.
Imagining her bent over my table while I stood behind her grinding into her….
Stop that, you bastard.
Damn.
I was about to call it done before I scrolled down to see a blog that she was associated with.
I clicked on it.
My eyes widened.
So this was what she was typing at her computer every day.
The title of the blog was “Kenna’s Kinks” and was a book review blog for every type of smut, mommy-porn, dirty book you could imagine.
I smirked as I went down the ones she had tagged as favorites. All featuring alpha males and dominating sexual situations.
I felt like I had hit the jackpot.
I read a line one of her recent reviews:
They played this game of cat and mouse throughout half the book, but eventually I think it’s what led them to the most intense sexual experience of their lives. All I’m saying, ladies, is that we all know we like to be pursued. Even the strongest and most independent, deep down, we want to feel like the mouse. Vulnerable, exposed, and waiting on Mr. Pussycat to sink his teeth right in.
Did she now?
Meow, meow.
Game on.
Giveaway . . .
About the Author . . .
She is passionate about racial identity and equality issues, foster care, adoption, and non-profits that work to help victims of sexual assault and trafficking.
She is shamelessly addicted to romance, erotica, dark/twisted/taboo, smutty, sexy, anti-hero, flawed hero, controlling, mind blowing books! Basically everything that would make her mother cry. ;)
She tweets every day @TheGrangerBunch and is a Goodreads junkie!
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