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MATURE CONTENT language, sex, drugs, rock and roll

Morgan Mallory meets beautiful, sexy, blond haired, blue eyed, Mathew O'Conner, a singer in a rock band, when she's just a teen. Her instant physical attraction to him completely unnerves her. Their convoluted relationship transcends years, and even when she knows it would be best to stay away from him she can't seem to stop herself. What is it about the bad boy she seems to love? 

An edgy coming of age novel that is erotic, entertaining, and deeply moving. The characters will seize you and stay with you long after the read is finished. Not your predictable Cinderella story

BOY IN A BAND excerpts: I felt a tingling between my legs, a sensation he could easily make me feel. My hips almost of their own will pressed towards his body. He squeezed my ass, pulling me to him. I could feel his body, his lips, his tongue, a complete sensory overload and wondered again how he could make me feel this every time he touched me. Gayle flashed through my mind. ³What magical hold does he have on you?² she¹d asked more than once in anger. --------------------------------------------- ³I think you made him up,² Gayle said, referring to Mathew. ³Shut up, you know I haven¹t.² I envisioned his face and felt my heart jump a little. ³How? I¹ve yet to meet him. You have no pictures of him. Maybe he¹s your imaginary secret friend,² she teased. She was lying in the grass next to me in my backyard as we looked up at the sky and drew pictures in the clouds. ³It looks like a tree. See the branches there, and the trunk?² I said, pointing to the big puffy cloud above us. ³I see a clown with sad eyes.² ³Not in the tree?² ³No, there. See the face and Bozo-like hair? The sad eyes are there.² I watched as my tree turned into a clown when you looked at it a different way. I loved these afternoons. -------------------------------------------- I walked down to the water's edge, enthralled with the sunset, watching as the sun, like a big round fireball, slowly sank into the ocean. A small amount of haze, or smog, reflected the light just so to create a thin layer above the water, all red and purple and orange. It spread as far as you could see in both directions. It was so beautiful. ³Pretty,² Mathew said, coming up behind me. He was close enough I could feel the electricity between us. I breathed in deeply. Why did I never tire of that smell? ³Thank you,² I said. ³I meant the sunset, but you too,² he chuckled. ---------------------------------------------------
He didn¹t let me finish. Instead, he pushed me up against the door and kissed me hard. ³What are you doing?² I mumbled. He kissed me harder, pushing his tongue into my mouth, pinning me against the door. He was pressing into me so hard it was tough to breath. I relaxed a bit, and he eased up. The circumstances, not the kiss, were what confused me. I could feel his chest warm against me, and he ground his pelvis into mine. I should be angry. What was he thinking? Where was Kim? All this flashed fleetingly through my head. Logically this should have stopped me, but it didn¹t. My body responded to his like some out of control machine. It was on fire. ----------------------------------------------- He was leaning against the wall, wearing loud clothes he¹d started to love‹I smiled at his paisley button-down shirt and white shorts. Tan, with his blond hair longer, he looked wonderful. I wasn¹t sure what to expect. I had told myself not to expect too much, not be disappointed. My heart thumped in my chest and butterflies filled my stomach, and I wanted to race into his arms, but held back. When he saw me a big smile spread across his face. He didn¹t move from his position against the wall, instead waited for me to reach him. I filed along with the exiting crowd. ³Hey, kid,² he said pushing off of the wall when I reached him, grabbing me up in a hug. ³I¹ve missed you.² I sucked in my breath; he¹d missed me, and was willing to say it. ³You don¹t even know.² --------------------------------------------- His hands roamed from my back to my breasts and as he pressed into me I could feel his hardness. I reached for his cock and pressed it against my lacy panties. He let out a vulnerable moan and my body quivered. He kissed me more passionately as his hand moved lower underneath my panties to my clitoris, and there he lingered. When I couldn¹t stand it any longer I took his fingers and pushed them inside me. With his free hand he pulled the T-shirt up, and I frantically helped him take it off. He slid knowingly down my body and took my panties in his teeth and leisurely pulled them down my legs and off. -----------------------------------------

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MATURE CONTENT language, sex 

Morgan Mallory’s choices haven’t always been good ones. The day she steals her boyfriend’s car, in an act of revenge, turns out to be one of her worst. The event sets in motion her realization that something big has got to change. Despite her strength and sassiness she’s at a crossroad, struggling to understand herself, her relationships, and the meaning of love. 

Ryan, a local mild mannered urban cowboy type, befriends her. As he deals with finding his own way in life an unconventional friendship develops. The twisting, turning path they go down together will forever change Morgan’s life. 

This is not a western romance novel but a contemporary modern day romance which includes the untidiness of the human condition. 

Standalone or sequel to "BOY IN A BAND

CASANOVA COWBOY excerpts: I think it was the concussion that finally knocked some sense into me as my whole life started changing after the accident. That morning I had caught Max in another lie about where he was and who he was with. So I took his Chevy Blazer to go to a wedding reception with two other male friends‹after he specifically told me not to drive it. Randy liked me and I knew it. Max knew it too, so I told Randy I could give him a ride. ---------------------------------------- He took me downtown to the Hyatt and got us a room. I watched us almost from afar, knowing I shouldn¹t be doing what I was about to do, but unable to stop it. Unable to ignore the emotion he brought forth. He said it was entirely up to me as to what would happen or not. He wasn¹t fooling me, he knew his power over me, and he knew exactly what would happen. I called Gayle to tell her I wouldn¹t be back, and she wasn¹t overly surprised. ³I had a pretty big suspicion this might happen,² she said. When we made love, it was with the intensity of old. He was all I could see. The guilt feelings I thought I should feel never surfaced. --------------------------------------------------- ³Be daring enough to move. Be a ski bum for a year. Change my life. Look at Pat: he skis, works, and parties. Simple, fun, no worries, non-conforming, I guess,² I said. ³That¹s not like you. You have always seemed to want the norm. You have this kind of crazy side, but you struggle to stay within the lines,² Liz said. ³Just like when you color a picture.² I frowned at this description of me. Did I really want to stay within the lines? Liz loved art and now and then she would pull out her old coloring books and we¹d color like two young kids. ---------------------------------------- I slid my hand under his turtleneck, caressing his chest and around to his back. His skin was warm and smooth. I arched my body into his, grinding slowly against his crotch. I could feel the yearning between my legs as I felt his hard cock press into me through his long johns. Ryan slowly ran his hand down my back and up under my shirt. He cupped his hand over my breast. I wanted to rip the clothes from his body. ------------------------------------------ ³You and Ryan?² Pat asked with a smirk. ³What the fuck, sis?² He was already drinking a beer I noticed, kicking up his heels for morning I
guessed. I flopped down on the couch next to him. ³Shut up. We did Clown Day, we got a little loaded, did a hot tub and dinner,² I said. He cocked his head and gave me a look that implied he knew there was more. ³And breakfast apparently,² he teased. ³He had to take me back to my car at the resort,² I mock defended. Pat laughed long and heartily. ³I¹ll definitely have to start calling you something other than Miss Goody Two Shoes. You¹re starting to give her a bad rap,² he said. ------------------------------------------------------ I pulled away from him somewhat freeing his other hand, taking them both in mine and placing them over my breasts. I could see the desire in his face as he kneaded them. I leaned my head back and he ran his fingers around my nipples and then rolled them between his fingers. Then he traced a line between them, down my stomach, and teasingly around my hips cupping my ass. The butterflies launched and were spinning in delight. ³Oh,² escaped from my lips as he pushed me against the back wall of the shower. He kissed me with a desire I hadn¹t felt from him before, his tongue probing, exploring, wanting me to reciprocate. He pressed his pelvis into me, and I shivered again with anticipation.

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Lisa Loomis writes because she loves to. Her stories are about the human condition: love, life, and everything in between (including sex, drugs, alcohol, and things just crazy enough to be true). Her stories are not predictable, conventional, or lacking in the messiness of life. She tries to extract the real emotion in any given situation in her characters, with a touch of humor.  Lisa Loomis was born in Oakland California and raised in San Jose until she was a sophomore in high school. Her father then took a job in the San Diego area where he moved the family to Escondido, California (or hickville as she
called it). She finished high school at San Pasqual High then went to junior college at Palomar JC, ultimately graduating from San Diego State University with a BS in Finance. Finding more BS than finance with the financial meltdown in 2008 she went back to her passion of writing. See all her books on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and  Smashwords

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