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Naughty Angel Newsletter

OMG! You gotta hear this gossip!!!!

Sooo….I just heard the most awesome and delicious piece of gossip EVER!

It turns out that Lana Hartley – our own newbie author here at Naughty Angel Publishing – is totally gonna go out on a date with none other than handsome cover model Anders Carter!

OMG I wanna be a fly on that wall. What is gonna happen? Is he gonna take her out to dinner? Will he pick her up in a limo? Will he pull out her chair for her? She’s prolly gonna hate me for posting her personal life on the NL that goes out to like 30,000 readers, but I’ve always been straight with you and shared everything so this is par for the course for me.

OMG! I wonder if they’re gonna fuck? Is he gonna totally do her and make her cum? God, so I’ll be honest, I’ve peeked at Anders in the past and homeboy is definitely packing some major lust muscle down there. I mean we’ve all seen him with his shirt off in books like Mr. President and Scandalous, but you know Rainforest.com doesn't let us show their cocks LOL.

So is Lana gonna see it? Is she gonna touch it and squeeze it? Is she gonna smear the pre-cum that comes out of it on the tip and then jerk his shaft? God, what a lucky girl huh? I wonder if she’s gonna suck his cock or go all the way? Wow I’m pretty filthy today; I wonder if Aidan is reading this NL. Like he’s my husband and I love him, but this is his fault. He’s made me into a sex fiend with all the constant sex that he makes me have with him.

Okay, he doesn’t make me have sex. We just have it and it’s good. But when I don’t have his cock inside me I keep imagining cocks now being inside me. So this is good because now I’m thinking of cocks inside

of her.

Uhmm, that sounded a bit weird but you get what I mean! I hope! Oh boy. I bet a bunch of people just unsubscribed right now.

Oh, congratulations to Melissa Lee who just won our vibrator contest last week in Dirty Lil’ Angels. The next one has gone up with the release of Client 5 so make your way over to the private Facebook page and get your freak on. Dirty Lil’ Angels has probably contributed to the orgasms of a few thousand women by now.

Okay, so enough about Lana. Let’s talk about me. Actually, I can’t stop thinking about Lana on this date. I mean she’s really cute looking and awesome so I’m so happy for her. I hope her and Anders have lots of freaky sex and make lots of book babies!

In fact, if you see Lana on Facebook, be sure to wish her luck on her upcoming date! I don’t think she’ll need it, but she should know that all us Angels are thinking about her as she goes out with this cover model. And hopefully spreads her legs lol!

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Lana

Red Sisley lipstick, tight fitting black dress, and a matching pair of Sergio Rossi high heels—that’s my outfit for the night. Tonight’s the night I’ll meet Anders at Per Se, and I want to bring my A-game to the table.

Apparently, he’s my first fan, and I decided to dress to impress. Of course, it also helps that he’s hot as hell itself. It’s not everyday that men like him decide to hit me up for dinner, you know? Sure, I have my fair share of suitors, but none like Anders.

Sure, yeah, I know that this isn’t exactly a date. He invited me for dinner because he wants to talk about my manuscript, I’m well aware of that. At first I was kinda surprised, but why should I be? Anders is one of the hottest cover models doing romance. And if he liked my manuscript, who knows…? So, this is more like a business meeting than anything else. But that doesn’t mean I can’t look my best, right?

I leave my apartment building in a hurry (I’m already five minutes late), and hop inside the first taxi I see. The drive to Per Se takes around ten minutes, luckily, and I get there just in time to be fashionably late.

Taking one deep breath to calm my nerves, I then step inside the dimly-lit restaurant. The place is completely packed (it’s Per Se we’re talking about after all), but I somehow spot Anders right away. He’s sitting at the end of the dining room by himself, an open bottle of red wine sitting in front of him. I take one more deep breath and make my way toward him, putting a smile on my face and trying to hide my nervousness.

“You came,” Anders tell me as he sees me. He stands up in a rush and, walking around the table, he pulls back my chair and waits for me to sit.

“Oh. Hey,” I say, surprised with him pulling my chair out for me. I mean, handsome and a gentleman? You don’t see stuff like this nowadays, that much I can tell you. Chivalry is a dying trait, after all.

“Glad you came, Lana,” he tells me as he goes back to his seat, grabbing the bottle of wine and pouring some into my glass.

“Thank you. Why wouldn’t I come, though? After what you said about my book, I had to.”

“Yeah, your book,” he smiles, the lines around his eyes telling me his is a genuine smile. This isn’t a play of some sort; he really enjoyed The Virgin Market. “That was probably the best book I’ve ever read, Lana.”

“Oh. It’s just a manuscript. It’s not even polished,” I say as I feel blood rushing toward my face. Someone complimenting my book like that is akin to having a man checking my ass out, except it’s even more intimate.

“I know, but still… Pardon my French, Lana, but it was fucking amazing. I don’t even know where to start. It just moved me, you know? And the sex … fuck,” he says, breathing the words out in a rush, and then reaches for his glass and downs the wine all at once, as if just talking about the sex in The Virgin Market was enough to raise his body temperature.

“I… I don’t even know what to say,” I mutter, not really knowing how to answer something like what he just told me.

“No need to say anything. It’s the truth… and you look even more beautiful when you blush, by the way,” he continues, that confident delicious smile dancing on his lips. Is it just me, or is it getting warmer in here? Sweet Jesus.