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Posted by Yvonne Nicolas on November 16, 2016

NEW RELEASE

The Crush Files ~ Hot Tub Desires

Courtney has had her eye on the gym’s top fitness instructor for months. He’s popular with the ladies, so she’s only been able to watch him from a distance.

What she doesn’t know is, he’s been watching her too.

Who said going to the gym was a waste of time?

The gym would close soon.

I wanted to stick around and sneak a peek at Chad, like I did on most nights. But he disappeared after his last session ended.

Damn.

For months I’d been watching him, trying to conjure up the nerves to talk to him. To at least say ‘hi’. I couldn’t even give the man eye contact without tucking my tail between my legs and scurrying off like some scared doe.

God, why did you make him so freakin’ sexy!

His dark, slanted eyes, sun-kissed complexion, and not to mention his heart-stopping smile, were something to behold. He was mixed—Caucasian and Asian, maybe. I wasn’t sure, but his features were a combination of something incredibly beautiful.

As expected, Chad was always surrounded by women. They circled him like vultures, strutting around with their perfect bodies shoved in tiny short-shorts and snug sports bras.

Thirsty bitches.

I stepped off of the Elliptical machine and glanced down at my curvy body. Sure, I had a cute face, but the rest of me needed a lot of work. I didn’t stand a chance in hell of being with him, so why the hell was I pining after him? He probably didn’t even know I existed.

A voice came over the intercom. “The gym will be closing in fifteen minutes.”

Plucking the earbuds from my ears, I rushed back to the locker room. It was Friday night, so the place was basically deserted. Since I had fifteen minutes, might as well enjoy a ten minute sock in the hot tub.

I pulled out the bright pink bikini my best friend got me for my birthday. I hate bikinis! They were unforgiving to my little stomach pudge, but it was the only bathing suit I had, so it would have to do.

I bundled my curly fro to the top of my head and pinned it there with a flower clamp. Afterwards, I changed into the bikini, grabbed my towel then padded back to the pool area. As soon as I rounded the wall, I stumbled to a halt. For a second, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It couldn’t be…

Chad!

He was reclined in the hot tub, his head back and eyes closed. The gurgling water kicked up over his exposed flesh, adding a gloss to his gorgeous body.

“Je-sus,” I whimpered.

His head jerked up and eyes flew open. He stared at me with an unreadable expression on his face.

Panic seized my heart, my breathing escalating.

Suddenly, a smile touched his lips. “It’s okay. Come on in.”

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Posted by Yvonne Nicolas on November 1, 2016

COVER REVEAL TIME

THE CRUSH FILES are a collection of sultry, sex-filled, standalone short stories that I’ll release every few months.

Now, here’s best part…

THEY WILL BE FREE!!!

Yes, you read that correctly.

They will be absolutely, positively FREE! And NOT just for Kindle Unlimited Members. FOR EVERYONE!

It’s my way of saying THANK YOU to the wonderful readers who have not only stuck with me, but supported me along the way.

I love you all!

SCORPION TAIL Available for your #Kindle! #AuthorGO #ASMSG #NewRelease

Posted by Yvonne Nicolas on September 7, 2016

“If they knew me without the music, if they got a glimpse of me shrouded in the darkness of my past, would they still admire me?” ~ MonaLisa

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Sex, Drugs, Rock n’ Roll… and Murder

Toshiro Matsuda, a tenacious Japanese inspector, is on the hunt for a serial killer who has left a trail of bodies across the globe. The latest victim was slashed backstage during a Scorpion Tail concert in a small town in Georgia.

The indie band’s wild, rebellious sound and dark lyrics catches Toshiro’s attention. He delves into the band members’ sordid pasts, and discovers that they are linked to the most recent victim.

MonaLisa–aka Queen Sting–the lead singer, hatches a plan to distract the inspector in order to protect her band brothers. In a turn of events, she becomes attracted to him. She wants to give in, but if she acts on her desire, Toshiro may uncover the secrets she keeps, and that will put her band at risk.

Toshiro was never one to fall for seduction, but there is something about the sassy rock star that intrigues him. However, he is not the only one who is fixated on her.

Will Toshiro be able to catch the killer, before MonaLisa is added to the kill list?

Scorpion Tail Excerpt

Smoke and Strawberries

“What do you have over these cops? Have you given favors to them all? Even the chief? Is that why you carry on like you own the place?”

MonaLisa swirled around and cocked her head to the side. “Hold up. Did you just call me a whore?”

Toshiro shrugged. “If the shoe fits…”

The smile she offered was full of malice. “Ooo, what a trashy prince you are. You’re just begging for my attention, aren’t you? Well you got it. Consider yourself on my radar.”

On her radar? Is that a threat? In a flash, he was in her face. With his hand braced against the wall behind her and the other wrapped around her arm, he pinned her to the building. Despite the position he had her in, she continued to puff away on her cancer stick, which in turn, infuriated him further.

Toshiro snatched the cigarette from between her lips, threw it on the ground and stomped on it. Noses inches apart, he breathed in her aroma. She smelled of smoke and strawberries. The combination disturbed him, more so because it also aroused him. She confused his senses, made him feel things he wasn’t quite sure of. This close, he could see the specks of gold lining her chocolate brown irises. They shimmered like stars. Aside from her face, it was one of the prettiest things he’d ever seen.

What are you doing, Toshiro?

He swallowed the lump easing up his throat. “After I catch my perp, I’m going to make it my business to bring you and your band of thugs down.”

“Is that right?” Her eyelids fluttered, her breathing wavered. “A’ight then.” She flicked her tongue out and swept it over his lips. “Game on, Mah-soo-dah.”

He scrambled back, nearly falling over the hood of a police cruiser. A heatwave rushed over him and settled in his groin. Wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand, he glared at her. His lips quivered, his cock throbbed.

She released a deep, sultry laugh. “Ohh, you’re just too easy. Gotta toughen up if you’re gonna pick fights with me. Catch ya’ later.” Her swaying rear end taunted him as she headed for the shiny royal blue and white antique vehicle.

If he wasn’t mistaken, it was a Plymouth Fury. Couldn’t give her credit for lady-like behavior, but at least she had good taste in cars.

She spun around on a playful twirl and dared to light another cigarette. “Just remember, Inspector Mah-soo-dah…” She took a draw from the end and winked at him. “When you bust, I’ll bust harder.”

His chest drew so tight he could hardly breathe. What was pure rage manifested into something explosive, something he couldn’t control. “That is it!” As his feet carried him forward, his mind went blank.

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Posted by Yvonne Nicolas on December 10, 2015

“We are Scorpion Tail, and we’re here to rock you ‘til death!”

Sex, Drugs, Rock n’ Roll… and MURDER!

Four unlikely individuals come together and form the indie band, “Scorpion Tail”. Their wild, rebellious sound and dark lyrics thrust them into stardom in a small town in Georgia.

When a heinous murder is committed during one of their concerts, it puts the band under an unwanted spotlight. Because of their troubled pasts, they dread what the bad publicity will bring, but it doesn’t stop them from rocking on.

They gain the attention of Toshiro Matsuda, a tenacious detective from Japan, who is determined to link them to the crime.

Scorpion Tail’s lead singer, MonaLisa, has plans to throw him off his A-game to protect the band. In a turn of events, she finds herself attracted to him. But, if she gives in, Toshiro may uncover the secrets she keep.

While Toshiro was never one to fall for seduction, there is something about the sassy rock star that intrigues him. However, he is not the only who has his eyes set on her.

Will Toshiro be able to catch the killer, before MonaLisa is added to the death list?

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Posted by Yvonne Nicolas on July 14, 2014

Good news! Rock Star Lover and Masked Desires Combo edition is available in print at your favorite book store!

“Let me rock your body in ways you will never forget.”

Rock Star Lover

Blues singer, Aubrey Anderson finds herself tangled in the reality of her secret desire. Her head tells her to devote her life to the good, steady man, who intends to marry her. But her heart reaches for her childhood friend–British rocker, Ripp Collins.

For the sake of their friendship, Ripp has always respected the distance Aubrey put between them. But once he learns of her engagement, he is no longer willing to bury his feelings for her.

Can he convince her to give into him, despite his bad boy reputation, or will she keep running from the passion they could share?

“If I told you I would give up the fame to be with you, would you believe me?”

“No.”

His hand eased between the opening in my jacket and blouse, making my breath hitch. “Even after I’ve told you time and time again how much you mean to me, how I would rather not live this life at all, than to live it without you?”

How could I tell him that loving him frightens me? “You don’t understand…”

“Actually, I do. My Devil Eyed Angel. That song’s about me, isn’t it?”

I bristled. How did he even know about that song? My first time performing it was… Aw no. “You were there Thursday night?”

He let out an airy chuckle. “I came out early to watch you perform. I hid in the shadows so you wouldn’t see me. The words to that song… The way they made me feel… I recorded your performance and listened to that song on repeat all night, until every single word was burned into my memory.” He moved his hand beneath my bra and palmed my breast as he began to softly sing the song written about him. “He whispers my name in the night. He makes me want him. He makes me give into his sinful ways… He’s in my head, in my every thought, ‘cause I want him there, tasting my desire, setting my body ablaze…”

I closed my eyes and bit back a moan. I’ve ached for this for such a long time. I needed to feel his hands seduce the most sensitive parts of my body. I needed… him. “Ripp…”

He nuzzled the crook of my neck, pressing his lips against my hot skin. His protruding crotch dug harder into the small of my back. “Hearing you admit to a crowd of strangers how you feel about me—something you’ve never told me to my face… Well, to be quite honest, it pissed me off. Yet, at the same time, it filled me with so much happiness I nearly ran onto the stage and kissed you.” He caught my nipple between his fingers and tweaked it just right.

Strings of pleasure rushed through me and collided with the quivering nerves between my thighs. My body arched and I began to pant.

“Give it to me…” As one hand worked me into a frenzy, the other hand hovered over my lower belly. “Give me the next verse, Aubrey.” His fingers played around the button of my jeans, which he unlatched with ease. “Sing it for me.” He slowly pulled the zipper down. It made a whizzing sound as it went.

He had me, and he knew it. Whatever he desired, I would do it, but it left an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach about what this moment meant for my relationship with the sweet man waiting for me back at his condo.

I opened my mouth, breathing out soft mewls. When his hand crept past the opening in my jeans and beneath my panties, I whispered out the next verse in my song. “I pretend not to like it, pretend to not need him, pretend the look in his eyes don’t rock my world. I belong to another, yet I belong to him… When he throws that bad boy charm on me, I wanna be his bad girl.”