Squeaky Squirrel is a shy little squirrel with a squeaky voice. When he meets Sally Squirrel he learns that what is most important is being liked for who you are on the inside.
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About Me
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- I'm Susan K. Droney and I write in several genres: children's books, mainstream fiction, thrillers, mysteries, and sensual/erotic romances. I am published by Torrid Books, World Castle Publishing, and Devine Destinies. Please click on the book covers or visit my website at: http://susandroney.com to read reviews, excerpts or to order my books.
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Wednesday's Blurbs – Angel's New Friends
In this stand-alone book, Angel's New Friends, Angel, a curious bunny, goes exploring into the forbidden forest, ocean, and farm in search of new friends.
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Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – 2 In 1: Hidden Desires & Weekend Swap
Hidden Desires
His jaw twitched. He couldn't help himself. Innocent, naive women challenged him, now more than ever since he'd lost the love of his life. Sage Ralston would be a challenge, and it had been too long since he'd had just such a confrontation. She'd led a sheltered life, had few friends, and a strict upbringing--all the ingredients to mold her into the woman who'd be perfect for him. He'd show her a world she'd never known, and once she entered his world, she'd be eager to stay.
She was a beauty. Her slim body, slightly rounded breasts, small hips and those clear green eyes, as she innocently looked at him, made him grow hard. He imagined running his hands through that beautiful auburn hair as he laid her on the bed and mounted her. It would be soon…very soon. She would make him forget all about the other woman…at least for a while.
Weekend Swap
She shook her head. "No. I've got some ideas."
Kay propped her elbows on the table. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
Tyler laughed. "Since when have you needed my permission to ask? Ever since I've known you, you've just plowed right in."
Kay slowly let her breath out. "Are you attracted to Ed? Is that why—"
"Of course not! I mean he's good looking, but I definitely wouldn't want or expect anything more from him than a good fuck while you're getting fucked by Will."
Kay's face turned a deep shade of red. "Well, that's putting it bluntly."
"You asked. Come on, Kay, face it—that's all it would be. You might even enjoy yourself."
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His jaw twitched. He couldn't help himself. Innocent, naive women challenged him, now more than ever since he'd lost the love of his life. Sage Ralston would be a challenge, and it had been too long since he'd had just such a confrontation. She'd led a sheltered life, had few friends, and a strict upbringing--all the ingredients to mold her into the woman who'd be perfect for him. He'd show her a world she'd never known, and once she entered his world, she'd be eager to stay.
She was a beauty. Her slim body, slightly rounded breasts, small hips and those clear green eyes, as she innocently looked at him, made him grow hard. He imagined running his hands through that beautiful auburn hair as he laid her on the bed and mounted her. It would be soon…very soon. She would make him forget all about the other woman…at least for a while.
Weekend Swap
She shook her head. "No. I've got some ideas."
Kay propped her elbows on the table. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
Tyler laughed. "Since when have you needed my permission to ask? Ever since I've known you, you've just plowed right in."
Kay slowly let her breath out. "Are you attracted to Ed? Is that why—"
"Of course not! I mean he's good looking, but I definitely wouldn't want or expect anything more from him than a good fuck while you're getting fucked by Will."
Kay's face turned a deep shade of red. "Well, that's putting it bluntly."
"You asked. Come on, Kay, face it—that's all it would be. You might even enjoy yourself."
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Wednesday, April 08, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – Sparks and Cabin Fever
Sparks
Before Stefani could answer, Harper came out of nowhere and sashayed up to the bar. She was dressed in a short denim skirt, a low-cut light blue blouse which showed ample cleavage, and navy heels. Deacon's eyes were immediately drawn to her like a magnet.
Stefani's heart fell. She hadn't been enough to keep Deacon interested once Harper entered the picture. Even though Deacon claimed he loved the outdoors, when he was indoors, Harper would be his preferred partner.
"I'm sorry I'm late," she said throwing her arms around Stefani's neck. "Forgive me?" She turned her head and noticed Deacon sitting next to Stefani. She immediately stepped back from Stefani and with hands on hips beamed at Deacon. "I'm surprised to see you here," she said with a phony accent.
Stefani's eyes narrowed. What a liar! She shot Harper a steely look. Harper lifted an eyebrow slightly. The only reason Harper asked her out tonight was to pretend they were having a girls' night out and then act surprised if she ran into Deacon. She'd obviously planned to come in late then feign surprise at seeing him. Stefani fumed, but she had no one to blame but herself for allowing Harper to use her to serve her own purposes. What did it matter? Deacon hadn't shown anything more than a friendly interest in her. She'd
made it out to be more than it clearly was only because that was what she so badly wanted. Deacon had shared some friendly chitchat, nothing more. She couldn't even blame him for leading her on because he hadn't.
Cabin Fever
He was even more gorgeous in the flickering candlelight. It took all of her willpower not to leap over the table and throw herself at him. Her heart beat erratically as she imagined his hands gliding over her naked flesh and teasing her nipples until she thought she would explode.
"Are you okay?"
She felt the wetness between her legs. Her face reddened. "I'm…I'm fine." She hoped he couldn't see her flushed face in the flickering candlelight. From the expression on his face she knew he had. She picked up her spoon with a trembling hand and continued eating.
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Before Stefani could answer, Harper came out of nowhere and sashayed up to the bar. She was dressed in a short denim skirt, a low-cut light blue blouse which showed ample cleavage, and navy heels. Deacon's eyes were immediately drawn to her like a magnet.
Stefani's heart fell. She hadn't been enough to keep Deacon interested once Harper entered the picture. Even though Deacon claimed he loved the outdoors, when he was indoors, Harper would be his preferred partner.
"I'm sorry I'm late," she said throwing her arms around Stefani's neck. "Forgive me?" She turned her head and noticed Deacon sitting next to Stefani. She immediately stepped back from Stefani and with hands on hips beamed at Deacon. "I'm surprised to see you here," she said with a phony accent.
Stefani's eyes narrowed. What a liar! She shot Harper a steely look. Harper lifted an eyebrow slightly. The only reason Harper asked her out tonight was to pretend they were having a girls' night out and then act surprised if she ran into Deacon. She'd obviously planned to come in late then feign surprise at seeing him. Stefani fumed, but she had no one to blame but herself for allowing Harper to use her to serve her own purposes. What did it matter? Deacon hadn't shown anything more than a friendly interest in her. She'd
made it out to be more than it clearly was only because that was what she so badly wanted. Deacon had shared some friendly chitchat, nothing more. She couldn't even blame him for leading her on because he hadn't.
Cabin Fever
He was even more gorgeous in the flickering candlelight. It took all of her willpower not to leap over the table and throw herself at him. Her heart beat erratically as she imagined his hands gliding over her naked flesh and teasing her nipples until she thought she would explode.
"Are you okay?"
She felt the wetness between her legs. Her face reddened. "I'm…I'm fine." She hoped he couldn't see her flushed face in the flickering candlelight. From the expression on his face she knew he had. She picked up her spoon with a trembling hand and continued eating.
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Wednesday, April 01, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – Torrid Teasers 53 – Christmas Dreams & The Fix-It Man
Christmas Dreams
Morgan's eyes popped open. She patted the spot next to her. It was empty. She knew it would be, but a part of her had hoped it wouldn't be. It was only a dream. Davis? Why had she dreamed such an erotic dream about her best friend? It unsettled her. She climbed off the bed, grabbed a robe, pushed her feet into a pair of slippers, and padded to the kitchen. She fixed a cup of tea then brought it back into the living room and settled into her easy chair. Her hands shook as she set her cup of tea on the table next to her chair. The dream stayed fresh in her mind; it had seemed so real. Why had she dreamed about Davis? Her face reddened at the memory. She sucked in her breath unable to get his hauntingly gorgeous naked image out of her mind.
The Fix-It Man
"I'd love a cup, but aren't you forgetting about your bath?"
She laughed. "I can take it later. Let me throw some clothes on." She ran into her bedroom and hurriedly threw on a pair of jeans and a pullover then returned to the kitchen. Nathan was leaning against the counter. "Have a seat," she said as she prepared the coffee. She tried to focus on what she was doing instead of his rippling biceps. She wanted him and she would seduce him if she had to, even if she wasn't primed in the art of seduction. She wondered what Lucy would do in this situation. Of course, Lucy would let him know in no uncertain terms that she wanted him. What about afterwards? Could she just walk away without any expectations like Lucy did, or would she want something more? No, she'd listened to Lucy talk about not making it personal. That's what she would do. She'd fuck him and then they would go their separate ways with no obligation to one another.
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Morgan's eyes popped open. She patted the spot next to her. It was empty. She knew it would be, but a part of her had hoped it wouldn't be. It was only a dream. Davis? Why had she dreamed such an erotic dream about her best friend? It unsettled her. She climbed off the bed, grabbed a robe, pushed her feet into a pair of slippers, and padded to the kitchen. She fixed a cup of tea then brought it back into the living room and settled into her easy chair. Her hands shook as she set her cup of tea on the table next to her chair. The dream stayed fresh in her mind; it had seemed so real. Why had she dreamed about Davis? Her face reddened at the memory. She sucked in her breath unable to get his hauntingly gorgeous naked image out of her mind.
The Fix-It Man
"I'd love a cup, but aren't you forgetting about your bath?"
She laughed. "I can take it later. Let me throw some clothes on." She ran into her bedroom and hurriedly threw on a pair of jeans and a pullover then returned to the kitchen. Nathan was leaning against the counter. "Have a seat," she said as she prepared the coffee. She tried to focus on what she was doing instead of his rippling biceps. She wanted him and she would seduce him if she had to, even if she wasn't primed in the art of seduction. She wondered what Lucy would do in this situation. Of course, Lucy would let him know in no uncertain terms that she wanted him. What about afterwards? Could she just walk away without any expectations like Lucy did, or would she want something more? No, she'd listened to Lucy talk about not making it personal. That's what she would do. She'd fuck him and then they would go their separate ways with no obligation to one another.
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