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My Story
For years, I've been a secret writer, scribbling down daydreams about book boyfriends I haven't yet read. ​
The thing about secrets though?
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They never stay hidden for long.
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Join me as I dive headfirst into the world of romance authorship, follow my dreams, and set my stories free.
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Something Like Sugar
By Elsie Bea​
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I could tell her.​
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How beautiful she is.​
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But she’s got something I can’t bring myself to touch. Something real. Honest. Something wholesome and magical. She’s a unicorn in broad daylight. A secret wonder, hiding her sparkle beneath the shadow of her long, dark mane.
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Until night.
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When the shared streetlamp of our courtyard grants me one of the only slivers of goodness and light left in this world.
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A spot lit view of my secret ballerina.
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And every night, my own private show.
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Just me, the twinkling lights of the town-square, and my muse. A song with a body. A shy, invisible girl in a corner booth, transformed into a phoenix, blazing in a fire so bright you’d only miss it if you fought the moon for residence.
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My sister’s best friend is the most stunning creature to walk the earth.
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But while I allow myself to peek through her studio window, I can’t…won’t allow myself to pass through that glass.
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Shana Holiday is far too precious for someone like me. She’s whole, pure, and there’s something about her that even she hasn’t placed yet.
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She’s sweet.
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Shana Holiday doesn't mean to be a twenty-eight year old virgin, she just is.
Maybe her best friend's brother could help?
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Something Like Sugar is a small town, secret dating, best friend's brother romance coming in 2025.
Something Like Starlight
By Elsie Bea​
“You gonna tell on me? I might be cursed to look young, but I’m twenty-eight you know. I can speak to and f*ck whomever I want. Even an entire band. Or two. Or three if I really want. And despite what you might think, Nashy-Poo, it doesn’t make a woman a slut for loving her body and enjoying life.”
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“I didn’t say it did, I just said—”
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“You implied that I shouldn’t talk sexy.”
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“No, I didn’t.”
“Yeah, you did Papa Bear. I said stuff about boy toys, you said don’t talk like that, threw in some Daddy kink, and—”
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“Daddy what?”
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“Daddy kink.” I blink at him. He can’t be serious, right? “You know the routine, bad girl needs punished, sugar daddy flips up her skirt and gives her the spankin’ she never got, everyone gets a happily ever after.”
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His mouth hangs open as he stares at me like I’ve grown three heads.
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“Have you seriously never watched porn?”
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“What?! No, of course I haven’t watched porn!”
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“Bullshit.”
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“Excuse me?” Nash’s brow knits, his voice a grumbling irritation. “What did you say?”
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Yeah, I definitely like him mad.
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Probably why I press it further.
“I said bullshit. There is not a single man in this country who hasn’t scrolled some tits or a$s at least once. I mean, at the very least you’ve watched a few casting couches, right?”
“Casting…couches?”
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He seems truly stumped. And for a brief second, I think maybe, just maybe, this man isn’t lying. That maybe he really is just a silver fox, single dude who enjoys work and doesn’t want to f*ck anything with legs.
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Is it bad if that makes me want to play with him more?
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Maybe that’s why I plant my seed, crossing my arms over my chest to shove my boobs up so they’ll peek out the top of the cut-up band tee. His eyes immediately fall there, as predicted, and I let a smile steal my face as I clear my throat and his eyes snap back to mine, but I don’t mind.
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I like when Nash stares.
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“I’ll compromise with you. Let me ride the bus to Centerville. I have some friends I can visit.
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“Do these friends have couches you’ll be…cast on?”
I don’t miss the air of annoyance behind it. As if he has any right to judge what I do in my spare time.
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“Maybe.” I challenge. “Does that bother you?”
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“That? No, that doesn’t bother me, Sour Patch.” He wrinkles his nose in contempt, eyes scraping my body before they return to mine with a scowl. “It’s just everything else about you that does.”
Lemon Perkins doesn't sit still. And why should she? She's a billionaire's heiress, sexy af, and love is free.
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It doesn't make her new boss any less appealing, even if he does have four children and a bit of a stick up his...
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Shit...Is Lemon in love?
Stay tuned for writing updates on this spicy, age gap, single dad meets nanny, reverse-billionaire, feel-good romance coming in the Spring of 2025!