FOOLIN’ by Allyson Young @evernightpub

 

A Western Romance…

When Kathleen and Carter meet, it’s intrigue at first sight, and they awaken from emotional exile. A turn of events finds her spontaneously joining him on his working ranch. Despite being really hard work, she’s blissfully happy—and the fringe benefits aren’t too shabby either.

Carter can’t believe his luck. He desperately needed a housekeeper, not that he welcomed this amazing woman into his home for that reason. He can cope with her bond with her daughter, no matter how it forces him to remember his lost young son. And he can’t give her his heart, but what he can give is surely enough.

In love with this amazing man, Kate ignores that Carter withholds, believing he’ll change, and she’s willing to wait. When she inadvertently discovers he was angling for a housekeeper all along, it knocks her blinders off.

She’s done waiting. She deserves more—and so does he.

 

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Excerpt:

“I think I’m good. I should probably get to bed,” she said. “What time do you get up?”

“Early. And I head out straight away. You stay in bed until you’re ready to face the day. I’ll leave you my cell number, and you text me. I’ll head back.”

“I’m an early riser too.”

“Five o’clock for me tomorrow, Kathleen.”

“Oh, maybe not. I’ll text you.”

He pulled out his cell. “What’s your number?”

With the exchange complete, he lurked in the doorway. “The bathroom is across the hall. Towels in the cabinet.”

“Great, thanks. I’ve got everything I need.”

Did she? So near and yet so far, she hovered there like a wood sprite. When she stooped to slip the strap off her shoe, then the other and stepped out of the heels, he found he’d closed the gap.

“Kathleen.”

She looked up, having lost a slight difference in height, and her eyes flared green, the pupils dilating. A good night kiss, then. A peck. He reached out and with only tacit permission lowered his mouth over hers.

On a startled gasp, her lips parted, and he took advantage, yet maintained control, alert to any distress. It separated him into distinct parts that soon melded when she pressed into him, her arms wreathing around his neck.

He learned her, her taste and texture, reveling in her response, swallowing her tiny moans. When he pulled away to breathe, resting his forehead against hers, she sagged in his arms and he kept her steady.

His heart pounded in tandem with hers, and he was so hard he hurt. She shivered, and he said, “Do I need to apologize? Because it’ll be difficult.”

In a whisper, she said, “No need. I’m just sorry I’m so out of practice.”

“If you’re out of practice, I hope to kiss you when you’re at your best.”

Tipping her head back, she met his eyes before glancing away. “I don’t do this on a first date. I don’t date. Lord.”

He eased his body away from hers, regretting that he’d encroached on her personal space. She tugged him back. “But I want to. I want you. If that makes me a—”

He stopped her with a hard kiss. “Don’t. Don’t make this a bad thing.”

Her lips twitched in a tremulous smile. “I don’t want to overthink it.”

“I’ll take care of you,” he promised.

He lost his Stetson and shrugged out of his jacket, bemoaning any inability to keep a hand on her as she tugged a zipper hidden in a side seam of her dress and let it slither down the length of her body to pool at her feet.

His fingers froze on the snaps of his shirt as he took in the sight of her in scraps of pink lace and honest-to-God thigh-high stockings. With a dry mouth, he wrenched the placket apart and threw the shirt to one side, gathering her to him, nuzzling the hollow at the base of her neck and then down to the tops of her breasts.

“You’re stunning.”

She arched into him, and he fumbled with the clasp and freed those gorgeous mounds that tumbled into his waiting hands. Soft skin tipped with beaded nipples he desperately wanted to get his mouth on. And her sultry scent…

His belt buckle pressed into her belly, and he made one hand abandon its prize and yank open the offending metal, dealing with the button and zipper while he was at it. His cock breathed a sigh of relief—he swore it—as his mouth found its target.

“God, Carter.” She pushed into him, and he sucked harder, gently using his teeth against the tip.

Her hands found his hips and pushed his jeans down, dragging his boxer briefs with them. The sensation of her fingers on his ass made him groan, his pelvis thrusting, his cock against her center. At this rate, he’d disgrace himself.

When she sought him out, he turned with her, hobbled by his own jeans, the ignominy nearly making him smile as he held her against the wall. “Touch me, darlin’, and I’ll lose it all over your sweet hand.”

“Out of practice, too,” she teased, her hair awry and her mouth swollen. “I’m so ready, Carter.”

He worked his hand beneath her panties, staring into her eyes, soaking in the pleasure sparking there when he found her apex, full and wet. “You are.”

Still, he played at her entrance, then feathered over the knot above, making her rise on her toes and whimper. “Please.”

It took some awkward gymnastics to get a hand into his jeans’ pocket and lift his wallet, all while stroking her, but he managed it. Somehow got the condom out and open and smoothed on.

Pushing aside the fabric guarding her pussy, he bent his knees a fraction and set his cock at her opening. With a single thrust, he filled her, freezing in place as they both adjusted. She was wet but so fucking tight. She’d said she didn’t do this, didn’t date. Christ. How long had it been?

“You okay?” he rasped, willing her to open her eyes.

As if on cue, her lashes fluttered open, and he drowned in the depths behind them. Urgent need enticed him, and he responded, easing out and pushing back in. Heated, wet satin sucked at him as he powered toward orgasm, knowing it wouldn’t be long.

But he wasn’t getting there alone. Watching her for any signs, doing his best to ignore the pull at the base of his spine, he found her sweet spot and swiveled his hips to take her there. She responded by working herself against him, her breath increasing in shallow pants as she crested.

With a short cry, she tensed and clamped on him, shuddering, her head grinding against the wall. There was no resisting her, and he followed her over, emptying himself. He set his teeth on the top of her shoulder and muffled his groan, then kissed the spot reverently.

 

About the Author:

Allyson Young aka Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada where she and her husband pretend to work well together in their seasonal business.

She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one. That was followed by a mix of spicy (Ally) and sweet (Peribeth) romances in various genres as well as a post-apocalyptic adventure without a lick of romance by Peribeth.

A bestselling Amazon author, a hybrid, and a coauthor, as of November 2018 she has published seven series and several standalones, with others in the works.

www.allysonyoung.com

https://www.facebook.com/sweetnspicyauthor/

 

 

 

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ACTS OF CONTRITION: MAKING IT UP TO MAGGIE / BEGGING BRIANA by Peri Elizabeth Scott

Blurbs:

Making it up to Maggie

Harrison’s insecurities
catch up with him when finds another man, albeit alone, in his girlfriend’s
bed. Refusing to hear her explanation, he leaves her. His secretary then
meddles in his affairs, effectively driving Maggie away with a vengeance. Upon
discovering that woman’s perfidy, Harrison tries to remedy the situation, and
then finds out Maggie is pregnant! Determined to win her back, Harrison does
his best to provide and care for her from a distance while trying to insinuate
himself back into her life.
Hurt and bewildered, Maggie
couldn’t believe Harrison would stoop so low, but the evidence seems irrefutable.
And now she’s worried Harrison wants her only because she carries his child.
Harrison’s world again spins
out of control, and he wonders if he is the best man for Maggie and their child
after all…
It’s up to Maggie to teach
Harrison his real worth.

Begging Briana

Caleb Younger is certain he
will never actually love any woman, having been badly burned in the past
because of so-called love. He believes he’s fond of Briana Jeffries, has
intense sexual feelings for her, and wants her in his life, but doesn’t love
her.
Humiliated, when he says as
much while amongst their friends, Briana finally accepts she’s been fooling
herself—Caleb will never love her. She leaves him to get on with her life.
His life now empty, Caleb
faces the truth. He loves Briana more than anything, and resorts to everything
to get her back. But Briana’s friend doesn’t want Briana hurt again and
conspires to keep the two apart. A series of events and coincidences play out,
giving Caleb the opportunity to beg Briana to take him back.

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Excerpt: 
Making It Up to
Maggie
 
Harrison increased his grip on the steering wheel of his SUV to a stranglehold.
It was the only thing keeping him from jumping out and grabbing Maggie,
throwing her in the back seat, and
driving off with her. Sanity prevailed, but it was a close call. He marveled again at how a slip of a woman had
infiltrated his psyche and undermined his self-control, not to mention teaching
him so much on the subject of himself. Before he’d gone and royally screwed
things up.
She stood outside the doors of the office building with two of her
friends. Even at a distance, he saw her
energy and light while she conversed animatedly with Veronica and Joyce,
although he’d noticed shadows beneath her eyes and a certain gauntness
hollowing her cheeks whenever he’d been able to get closer to her.
Her blonde hair streamed around her shoulders in the gusty wind, and
her dress was pulled tightly against her long, slender frame, molding her high
breasts and the slight, swelling roundness of her belly. His baby was growing
there.
Harrison was missing out on every wondrous day of that burgeoning life
and the woman he desired and loved more than anything else in the world. Missing
out because of his stupid masculine pride and ego.
He closed his eyes against the pain in his heart and the clenching of
his gut. He didn’t know what else he might do to make amends for his atrocious behavior, to regain Maggie’s trust. Nothing. He had to accept that. He would
do his best to care for her, provide for her and his child, but from a
distance. He was his father’s son, after all, and she deserved better, as did
their child. He’d proven he had nothing to offer outside of the basics and the
superficial because blood would tell. As would nature over nurture.

Begging Briana

 
Tossing several items of clothing into her suitcase, Briana Jeffries
then found a plastic makeup bag to stick a few toiletries in. It had taken a
long time to accept the obvious but she’d finally accepted the fact Caleb
wasn’t going to miraculously profess his love for her. Tonight had been the
kicker.
She ignored the ache in her chest and concentrated on packing the
things she needed, not that there were a lot. No way was she going to think
about what was true. Except she couldn’t turn a blind eye. She loved Caleb and
he didn’t love her. There. She said it again and that made it true.
Swiping impatiently at the tears suddenly streaking her face, she
zipped the bag closed, taking a final look around the bedroom she shared with
the love of her life for nearly three years. Too bad she hadn’t been the love
of his. It was time to move on. Christina would be outside by now.
Hurrying down the stairs of the place she’d hoped would be her forever
home, she steadfastly ignored all the little things she’d done to make it so,
especially the plethora of pictures. The reflection of beautiful places and
events, smiling, happy faces, pictures of her and Caleb, mocked her despite her
best efforts not to look. Caleb must be blind not to see what they had between
them, captured for the world to see, but apparently,
it was her love that was blind. After
throwing open the front door she hauled her case outside, barely avoiding the
rebound of the heavy wooden panel as it slammed shut behind her, her keys now
locked within. Final. No going back.

About the author:

Peri Elizabeth Scott aka Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada where she and her
husband pretend to work well together in their seasonal business.
She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by
mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one. That was followed by a mix of
spicy (Ally) and sweet (Peribeth) romances in various genres as well as a
post-apocalyptic adventure without a lick of romance by Peribeth.
A bestselling Amazon author, a hybrid, and a coauthor, as of November 2018 she has published seven series and several standalones, with others in the works. 

GOLDEN: THE PRIDE OF PANTHERS 1 by Allyson Young

Golden: The
Pride of Panthers 1

Trace da Costa is determined to unite the
nomadic and unsocial panther shifters of the Americas in order to add their
voice—as a pride—to that of the rest of the world’s shifters. Humans are aware
shifters exist which has led to innumerable problems, especially threatening
the survival of the solitary big cats.
His followers have already embraced the idea of
mating and staying together to raise their cubs and when he finds his mate he
must convince her of the rationale behind the change in tradition.
Aura Maas has no interest in males, aside from
the occasional one night stand and even if Trace da Costa is her mate she isn’t
willing to give up her lonely lifestyle, having become inured to it at an early
age. She is well aware of the risks with no one to have her back and resistant
to the idea of being responsible for another—especially a cub or two.
But she’s impossibly drawn to Trace and when
danger strikes they make a formidable team. Not to mention how great the sex
is. She agrees to commit for a month, against her better judgment because her cat has already accepted
him and her human side is fighting a losing battle.
But there are other forces at work, from
traditionalists to hunters and it’s only when she flees on instinct and Trace follows
her that she accepts her fate. She is claimed by him—and him by her.

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Excerpt:

“Where is she?” The tension in his voice betrayed his need.

Rock Gideon spoke from the side of his mouth. “Secured in the back room.”

His gut clenched as his entire body went on alert. “What do you mean, secured?”

“Tied, wrapped, and gagged. Secured. She should be waking up from the injection right about now.”

“You drugged and secured my mate.” A stupid man might have missed the dire warning in Trace’s tone. Rock was anything but.

Easing up on his elbows, the big male shook his hair from his eyes. Trace held his stare, their beasts close to the surface. The wolf broke first and dropped his gaze for an instant. “It took five of my pack to subdue her. Shade and Blaze are still recovering—in wolf form! It was a fucking bloodbath. Without the injection, you’d still be looking for her, and how I managed to administer that is a mystery.”

Despite the damage to Rock’s people, Trace couldn’t help but feel a frisson of arrogance and satisfaction. Aura Maas was worthy of him and his pride. Not that his loosely knit group of panthers were actually a pride, but they were still connected. And he required a mate to help bind them together before their kind faded into the mist. It was his lifelong ambition and one within his grasp.

He’d outlived his parents, and his sister… Well, he hadn’t given up hope for Ariana, not yet, but most everyone else had, and it was as if he was the last of his line. And so he was determined to build a larger family, both for safety and longevity of their species.

“I apologize for your trouble and offer my regards to your pack. I’ll also increase the prize money.”

With a huff, Rock turned back to his beer. His tone was admiring, if grudging. “Whoever tames that cat will have a lifetime of—”

Whatever the wolf thought Trace would have with Aura was clearly beyond his ability to describe. Trace hid a smug smile and said, “I’ll see her now.”

“Help yourself. Just keep between her and the fucking door once you cut her free.” Rock fished a key out of his shirt pocket. “New deadbolt. And the window is barred. We’ve kept … guests before.”

The information gave him pause but for a moment. Whomever Rock kept prisoner or in a way station wasn’t his business. The alpha wolf had a reputation of being on the up and up. Regardless, he didn’t have time to ponder. His mate awaited him.

About the Author:

Allyson Young aka Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada where she and her husband pretend to work well together in their seasonal business. 
She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at writing one. That effort was followed by a mix of spicy (Ally) and (sweet) Peribeth romances in various genres as well as a post apocalyptic adventure without a lick of romance by Peribeth. 
A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid and a co-author, as of October 2018 she has published seven series and several standalones-all available on Amazon-with others in the works.

SHELTER, THE RECKONING by Allyson Young/ Peri Elizabeth Scott





Blurb:

Captain Jesse Forbes was understandably mistaken in his original assessment of Colonel Mitchell Stone. But his method of gathering that intel has blown up in his face.
Given Addison Longwood’s history, he knows she’ll never offer him a second chance, and working together against a common foe is going to be torture in more ways than one.

 Addison hopes for the best but expects the worst as she and her fellow defenders gain reinforcements and take it to the enemy, unaware another betrayal awaits them.
Survivors change sides and lines are blurred—good guys and bad guys wear camo.

 

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Excerpt: 

Stepping right into her space, he grasped her by the upper arms and yanked her close. The familiar feel of his body against her own, his scent, thrust her into memories—the good ones that had temporarily replaced the ones from her childhood—and nearly overwhelmed her common sense.

“Addy, I need to you to listen to me. Please.”
For an instant, she longed to melt into him, to let him kiss her the way he did, to escape from the reality that was to come. To allow what usually followed such a kiss. Her innate sense of survival overrode the impulse. Trust was such a fragile thing… Fool me once. She carried enough shame.

Twisting free, the strength of his fingers likely leaving marks, she put distance between them. “Don’t. Not ever.”
The words, spoken so adamantly, quietly and so coldly, fell between them and rose up like an invisible wall only the two of them could see.

Jesse stilled, staring at her, his whiskey-golden eyes morphing into solid amber. “You’ll never forgive me.”

“There’s nothing to forgive.” She repeated what she’d said to Marcia and would repeat forever, if necessary. “Means to an end. I get it. I’d be stupid to let it get to me. But that doesn’t mean I’ll let you use me again. We can’t afford to allow anything get in the way of what’s coming next. We can’t afford to be … distracted. You have everything you need.”

“This is about what happened to you growing up.”
The wistful, arbitrary feeling about her own needs burned away with white-hot rage. Damn him.

She managed a shrug but then hit back, forgetting her resolve to remain distanced. “Such a clever spy, Forbes. You know all my secrets. Good on you. Hope your real boss appreciates your diligence. Anything for the cause. It’ll look good in your report. Make sure you spell my name right.”

“That’s not—” He growled something under his breath and stalked over to a folding table, kicking a chair out of the way.

“I’m leaving. And don’t pull anything like this again.” She made her weak knees stiffen so her legs could carry her past him.

“It became so much more, Addison.” He turned and spread his hands. “I can’t go back. I wish I could. If I’d known what it could become, I’d have waited. Until you knew who I really was.”

She shut her eyes tightly against a new shard of pain in her chest before gaining the exit, not able to form a coherent response. A terrible sense of loss hollowed her senseless, but she schooled her features.

 

About the author:

 Allyson Young aka Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada. She and her husband pretend to work well together in their seasonal business.
She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one. That was followed by a mix of spicy (Ally) and sweet (Peribeth) romances in various genres as well as a post-apocalyptic adventure without a lick of romance by Peribeth.
A bestselling Amazon author, a hybrid, and a coauthor, as of April 2018 she has published seven series and several standalones, with others in the works.

IMPOSSIBLE by Allyson Young @evernightpub @allysonyoung45

Blurb:

Both being extremely independent and familiar with
rejection, Celeste Hill and Elliot Godwin have a short but intense time
together, something very special.
 
She heads off to a coveted job, leaving him to puzzle out
how he might pursue a connection he’d never dreamed of having. And, despite
pursuing her dream, Celeste can’t stop thinking about Elliot and what might
have been.
 
Returning home before he can follow her, she tells him they
are pregnant. Impossible. Believing he’s sterile, the reason his wife left him,
Elliot is devastated—and lashes out. Celeste flees his cruel words, putting
distance between them, and now determined not to name him as the father of
their child.
 
But miracles do happen and men can come to their senses.
Elliot follows his heart and Celeste again opens hers for their happily ever
after.

 

 

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 http://www.evernightpublishing.com/impossible-by-allyson-young/
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Excerpt:

Knowing the majority of her response was hormone-fueled did nothing to mitigate the meltdown. How hard had she held herself against the news until now, sharing with no one but him? Forgoing the acceptance and excitement of her friends and family… Doing the right thing, notifying the father first. She sobbed and choked until she thought her throat would tear and her lungs collapse, her cheeks raw with the deluge. Her baby… She pressed a hand against her abdomen, whispering a heartfelt reassurance. Not about you, sweetheart. I love you.

It felt like hours but was, in reality, a few short minutes before she wrestled back her composure, albeit as a soggy wreck of exhaustion.

Impossible. She’d sorted out the reasoning—and ensuing rejection—behind his flat comment in short order. But it wasn’t impossible. He was capable regardless of what he believed. The tiny seed in her belly was living proof.

But it didn’t matter. He thought she’d come to him, pregnant with another man’s child, to cadge… She couldn’t bear to think of what he thought of her. His opinion didn’t matter either. Asshole.

Fumbling for a wad of tissues, she mopped up what remained of her makeup and took a shuddering breath, pushing any thought of Elliot Godwin from her head.

A tap on the window drew a muffled shriek as she started, turning to stare at his unwelcome bulk hunched over her little car, his handsome face only inches away. His silvery eyes were narrowed, cold and impenetrable, not at all like the turbulent wash of emotion when he’d been as deep inside her as any man could be in a woman. Planting their child.

As emotionally drained as she was, she couldn’t help the faint shiver of that arousing memory before dispatching it. Stupid hormones.

She eased the window down a notch. “What?”

His gaze took in her face and she knew what he saw. She never cried prettily, but then she rarely cried. Make that never. Tears were for the weak. He would know that.

“Are you all right?”

Like he cared. She was a slut, remember? Well, maybe not—Elliot didn’t judge, at least about consenting adults sexing things up. So, what then? What was a woman called who tried to stick a guy with a kid that wasn’t his? Something far worse in his eyes, for sure.

“I’m fine.” She whirred the window back up and threw the vehicle into gear.

With cautious regard to his proximity, she drove forward and then guided the car back onto the pavement, ignoring his tall form in the mirror.

Author Bio:

Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. she has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one.

A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid author, as of December 2017, along with her alter ego and three co-authors, she has published four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci fi, fantasy and suspense genres–50 books in total.

Allyson will write until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and she favours the darker side of romance.

ASPIRE TO LOVE by Allyson Young

NEAR PERFECTION
Haley Snider thought Warren Chalmers was the perfect
Dom, so she transformed herself into the perfect sub. A woman in love is truly blind,
because Warren can be such an ass.
Warren doesn’t really know what he wants, and
questions the very perfection he apparently sought. Haley leaves Warren before
he can reject her, unveiling a surprising temper and steely determination. He
is both intrigued and forced to look at himself. He doesn’t much care for what
he finds, and is determined to change, to seek Haley out and really get to know
her.
Realizing that her obsession with Warren has kept her
from being true to herself and him, Haley decides to embrace life differently.
Upon reconnecting with her, Warren discovers his best friend Gordon Sinclair
has a different idea in mind for them all, and that life can be filled with
both friendship and love. And hot sex.
 
TRUE PERFECTION
Haley Snider left her selfish Dom and sought solace
with her best friend. Gordon Sinclair facilitated Haley and Warren Chalmers’s
reunion—with a twist. He proposes a ménage relationship. But Haley isn’t so
sure. She’s afraid of getting hurt again and also wants to pursue her career
and live her life outside of the bedroom, something Warren hadn’t accepted
before. She resists their attempts at building a relationship and then tragedy
strikes.
She blames herself, believing she has been selfish and
her desperate, guilty feelings cloud her thinking. She won’t walk away this
time but will wait for Gordon and Warren to realize she’s brought them too much
trouble and tell her to leave. In the meantime, she will try to make amends,
reverting back to pretense.
It takes considerable effort on her men’s part to help
Haley face reality and accept what she truly needs and deserves.
 
ABSOLUTE PERFECTION
Georgios Andreas’s wife, Jane, left him and died
under mysterious circumstances. Afterward, he avoided relationships outside of
club play.
At a ceremonial claiming, he meets the sister of
the submissive, there to bear witness to her sister’s claiming. Iris Snider
draws him, initially because she looks like Jane, but he quickly realizes she
is so much more. He is powerless against the attraction.
Georgios sweeps her off her feet, insisting she too
is submissive. Iris, for the first time in her life, leaps before she looks.
She falls in love and submits to Georgios, hoping for more than a D/s
relationship, and he, too, dares hope for more.
Iris then sees a picture of Jane and is devastated
by her resemblance to Georgios’s dead wife. She refuses to take the leavings of
a ghost. Georgios gives her space, inadvertently putting her in danger. Jane’s
killer is still out there, and he, too, has seen the resemblance. And he hates
George.

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BC681W3
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/aspire-to-love

Author Bio:

Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba,
Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She’s always enjoyed the written
word and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her
hand at penning one.
A bestselling Amazon author, a hybrid author, as of
December 2017, she, along with her alter ego and three coauthors, has published
four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci fi, fantasy and
suspense genres—50 books in total.
Allyson will write until whatever inside is
satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserve. Love
isn’t always sweet and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.

THE PROMISE by Allyson Young

Does a week of sexual adventure include a future with two men?

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About the Author:

Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one.
A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid author, as of December 2017 along with her alter ego and three coauthors, she has published four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci-fi, fantasy, historical and suspense genres–50 books in total.
Allyson will write until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.