Uniform
Fetish Anthologies
19 Authors – A lot of great Stories !
Does the sight of a cop’s badge—or his
handcuffs—make your pulse race? Do you drive by your local firehouse just
to catch a glimpse of your favorite fireman? Ever peek in the cockpit just to
check out the captain?
If you agree the only thing sexier than a man in
uniform is a man out of uniform, you’ve come to the right
place. We’ve handpicked an assortment of sizzling hot, uniformed heroes to
satisfy your uniform fetish.
Uniform Fetish Authors:
Cat’s Rescue by Doris O’Connor
To Serve and Protect by Sandra Bunino
Wilde Start by Susan Hayes
Person of Interest by Lila Shaw
A Passionate Witness by Moira Callahan Always by Donina Lynn
Wings of Gold by Evie Knight
Unshakable Me by S.J. Maylee
Welcome Home, Jason by Wren Michaels
First
Class by Meredith J. Scott
Uniform Fetish Manlove Edition Authors:
Rain and Promises by Elizabeth Monvey
Fine Dining by Nicola Cameron
The Layover by Gale Stanley
Scars by
James Cox
A Walk on the Wild Side by Pelaam
Real
Life Role Play by Tamsin Baker
Mile High Rebound by L.D. Blakeley
The
British Are Coming by Lilith Duvalier
Fired Up by Lucy Felthouse
Scars
by James Cox
My
name. Seems like a simple question but it’s not. I was Devil. Leader of The
Retrievers. We were soldiers that went in knowing the risks and facing the
enemy to save lives. I thought the worst that could happen was I joined the big
guy up in heaven. Instead, I lost my leg. Gone. I was a stump of a man with
even less use to the world. I pulled away from everyone, forcing myself into a
lonely, depressed existence until he came looking for me. Gabe was under my
command. He had his own horrible memories to deal with. He was looking for help
but what could I possible do for him, when I couldn’t even help myself.
Sometimes
when hope is at its lowest, an angel walks in. Sure, my angel Gabe cursed like
a sailor in his Irish lit and flirted like a tavern whore but he was still
mine. Maybe, just maybe, together we could find our happiness.
A brief excerpt of
Scars:
Gabe
sighed. “I...I finally came to terms with it.”
“With
what?”
“I’m
gay, Devil. I’ve been fighting it for years but I can’t even get it up for a
naked woman anymore.”
Okay,
that was a twist I didn’t see coming.
“And...I
want you. I have from the moment we met but I could never accept wanting you
and then when you were injured...you pushed me away. I thought maybe you
weren’t interested but I had to come up here and find out.”
That
was too much to process at once. I stared at him, my eyes wide and my mouth
hanging open.
“Say
something.” He shifted to the edge of the couch.
“I’m
not sure what.” I blew out a harsh breath and rubbed a hand over my face. “Gabe
I’m...broken.” I pointed to my chair.
“You’re
not a fooking toy, Devil. I know you’ve lost a limb but you’re still the same
badass that braved a court marshal and savage natives to rescue me. You took
bullets for me. You kept me optimistic when shit hit the fan.”
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ReplyDeleteWhoa!! So cannot wait til I can read this! This is a recurring theme in all my posts about your books. From now on can I just put "ditto" and you'll know what I mean ? *W*
LeeAnn, totally agree with the "ditto" comment - same for me.
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