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Gascon Victors and the Batty BeauticianGASCON VICTORS AND THE BATTY BEAUTICIAN
by Kate Hill
Format(s): Ebook
Heat Level: Erotic
Pairing(s): M/F
Genre/Themes: Paranormal
Length: Novella
Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Art: Marteeka Karland
BIN: 06326-02033
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Related Books or Books Set in the Same Universe: Gascon Victors and the Private Professor, Gascon Victors and the Hunky Handyman


Mia, a hardworking beautician, deserves to find Mr. Right, but her love of the unusual and her obsession with bats makes hooking up difficult. With a little magical manipulation, Gascon arranges for her to meet Harrison, an artist whose unique taste is a perfect match for Mia's.

Will they trust in love at first sight, or let the chance of a lifetime slip away?

The following excerpt from GASCON VICTORS AND THE BATTY BEAUTICIAN is for readers 18 and over.

Curvy women did something to Harrison.

Then she turned to him. Her face was concealed by a mask of black and white feathers. His stomach clenched and his heartbeat quickened.

The woman's hands swept her breasts and ribs. They roamed over her hips and caressed her inner thighs. She disappeared from the tower and Harrison dropped his pencil.

He stepped closer to his window, straining to see her. A hand touched his shoulder. Since he was home alone, he should have been surprised, but somehow he knew it was her.

He turned and stared into her beautiful brown eyes that gazed at him from behind the feathered mask. When he reached for it, she lightly grasped his wrists. She wasn't strong enough to stop him if he wanted to fight her hold, but if she wished to remain anonymous that was fine with him -- even if it was his fantasy.

Taking her hand, he sank to the floor, tugging her with him. All light faded. He could no longer see the woman, but he felt her. She straddled him and caressed his chest, then she kissed him. Harrison stroked her thick, satiny hair. Then she sat back and moved down his body, gently whipping her hair over his chest.

Harrison groaned. His heart pounded and his hands trembled a bit as he hurried to unfasten his pants. This was the best fantasy he'd ever had and he didn't want it to fade.