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It's a Summer Devon day at The Romance Reviews

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Here's part of their review of Powder of Love: Are aphrodisiacs real? If they are, what happens when they affect various members of a Victorian era household? POWDER OF LOVE is a funny, spicy and at times, downright graphic story of a woman who inherits a box full of aphrodisiac.. . . . The growing relationship between the dour Gideon Reed and the outgoing and strong willed Rosalie is delightful to read. Rosalie's interactions with the various secondary characters are well written. The presence of this aphrodisiac provides for some pretty hilarious comedy as various people fall under its influence. It is also the cause of some of the steamy action that occurs. At just under 200 pages, this book is a wonderfully complete read. It's a story that stays with you long after you finish reading! This book isn't for the faint of heart! The sex is graphic; it involves group sex, public sex and M/M sex. -- the rest is here. And here's the Mad Baron review--i...
More gloating for Summer. I have to figure out how to change that dang Summer Devon page so I can put up my reviews. I might skip the 61 from Mrs Giggles. Or maybe have the link accidentally go to one of her more favorable reviews of a Summer Book.

hey, look

A nice review by Doug! And no, I didn't pay him, much.

nothing much

1. Plague-house report: Mike the husband was the next victim. Every time anyone ventures near the bedroom or bathroom where he's hiding, he says go away! save yourself! wash your hands! in bleach! stop breathing until you get downstairs! Get away while you can! 2. Shhh, I'm hunting editors and/or agents . I need them for this contest. It used to be easy to line up the suckers editors. They rarely said no. Now no one's returning my notes or phone calls. Not even Hilary, who has hidden herself away. . . My own agent said no, thanks. Too many contests? Too many manuscripts? Worrisome, eh? I'm worried and not just because I'm neurotic about my own career. 3. Golly, I've gotten sick of erotic stuff. I'm particularly tired of envelope-pushing for the sake of getting envelopes pushed: the butt plugs and spankings and menages and spikey hemii-penii. And no doubt you thought cream-filled slits (sounds like a dessert) were bad enough. I was reading a story thi...