
The Heroes of Silver Springs
2
Twin Games
Fictionwise: #3
Bestselling Erotic Romance
Angelina Keaton inherits the Keaton Municipal Airport
and someone doesn't like it, but fires and tampered
airplanes aren't enough to make her sell the family
business.
But she can't save the airport without help. She finds
that help and a whole lot more in the Graham brothers.
Firefighter Jason Graham loves games. One look at
Angelina and he knows he's found the perfect playmate. But
someone is playing a different game with Angelina and it's
turning deadly. Jason is no investigator but his twin
brother is. Who better to call in on a mystery than an FBI
Agent?
Put FBI Agent Jackson Graham in the middle of a case
and he's in his element. Not one for games, he prefers the
direct approach and straightforward solutions. But when he
finds himself in the middle of a game between his brother
and Angelina, he decides playing along just this once
could be fun.
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Sensuality Rating:
SCORCHING
Genre:
Ménage a Trois Romantic Suspense
Length: Plus Novel (80,000 words)
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TWIN GAMES
The Heroes of Silver
Springs 2
ISBN: 1-933563-82-6
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REVIEWS
for Twin Games
[The Heroes
of Silver Springs 2]
Joyfully
Recommended:
"Oooh Baby! Twin Games is one
smokin’ hot story. Ms. Ramagos has a
willing combination here, a strong
independent woman, a sexy firefighter and
then she threw in a conservative twin. Did
I mention identical, hot twin? Adding fuel
to that fire is the danger that seems to
be stalking Angelina. I found Twin
Games to be very well written,
including not only a strong plot line but
as well some super spicy, and funny,
erotic sex scenes. I have quickly fallen
in love with the Silver Springs folk and
hope to read more about their firemen (and
women). Twin Games is definitely
one of my Joyfully Recommended reads this
spring." —Tanya,
Joyfully Reviewed
5
Hearts:
"I was totally blown away with this story.
The author has the ability to weave
several stories into one without taking
away the readers interest in the main
storyline. I loved how the stories were
wrapped up towards the end, tying all the
characters together. Twin Games kept my
interest with strong characters and a
suspenseful, fast flowing plot. Even with
the problems plaguing Angelica, she was
such a great character that I found myself
wishing I could be her for a day!
Angelica’s sister, Tessa, also was a great
character and I hope we get to read her
story one day, as well as Jackson’s. Twin
Games features some great sexual fantasies
written very erotically and I can’t wait
to read more by this author." —Lisa,
The Romance Studio
5 Flags:
"Wow! Sexy, sassy and
outstanding! Jam packed with more sexy
hunks than you could shake a stick at,
Tonya’s newest in the series just makes it
better. Jason and Jackson are hot. Good
thing playing with fire is a fireman’s
specialty. I can’t wait for the next in
the series. Secondary characters give a
long desirable list of choices. Keep them
coming, Tonya!" —Melisa,
Euro-Reviews
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STORY / ADULT EXCERPT
Jason had crept through the living room, silently followed
the sounds of ragged breathing and quiet noises of
pleasure that grew louder as he neared the end of the
hall. And at his own bedroom door, he met the surprise of
his life. The moans belonged to Jackson all right. A
Jackson that stood bare-ass naked a few feet inside the
room with his dick shoved down Angelina's throat.
Jason had watched them, shock and amazement rendering him
speechless. He could see enough of Angelina to know she
was dressed, though from what he could tell there wasn't
much to the lingerie she'd chosen. Sweet Jesus! She looked
like a Goth version of an angel in all that black. Her
hand slipped between Jackson's legs, found his balls as
she sucked him and dammed if Jason didn't feel his own
dick growing hard from the sight.
Jackson said something too softly for Jason to make out,
but he guessed it to be a warning because his brother
began thrusting hard and quick, fucking Angelina's mouth.
It wasn't until then that Jason realized his brother wore
a makeshift blindfold. Jackson. Claustrophobic,
don't-leave-me-alone-in-a-small-place,
I-can't-stand-the-dark Jackson, blindfolded!
And with that, Jason knew exactly what happened. It wasn't
hard to figure out. Angelina had decided to act out his
kidnap fantasy but unknowingly got the wrong brother.
She'd probably intercepted him at the station. It wouldn't
be the first time Jackson popped into town unannounced and
showed up at the department at the end of Jason's shift.
She'd been there, Jason guessed, waiting for him,
blindfolded Jackson and brought him here.
Jason had waited until they were through, until Jackson
blew his wad down Angelina's throat, until she leaned back
on her heels to look up at him, until his own dick
throbbed in painful jealously, before he spoke. Now,
Angelina stared at him, her eyes huge in her face,
confusion her paramount expression. Jackson's hand flew to
the blindfold, jerked it up and off his head as he shot a
look over his shoulder. His eyes closed on a shaky breath
then he opened them as he turned to face Jason.
"Oh, God." Angelina gasped and fell back on her rump. The
move was definitely not graceful and Jason got one hell of
a view of bare pussy lips—thank you, crotchless panties—as
her legs spread on her way down. Her gaze danced wildly
from Jason to Jackson, back and forth, back and forth so
quickly she reminded Jason of a cartoon character watching
a ball ping-pong bouncing around wildly. "Shit," she
breathed, the curse low and full of exasperation. "There
are two of you."
"You didn't know we were twins?" Jackson asked, and the
look he shot Jason was filled with accusation.
"No. I had no idea."
What could Jason say? It hadn't been an important factor
to mention at the time? Jackson lived a good three hundred
miles from Silver Springs and visited only once or twice a
year for a day or so at most. Those visits generally
coincided with Christmas and their father's birthday in
March. They were in the middle of August, nearly smack dab
in between Jackson's usual visiting months. Besides, how
could he have guessed she would decide to turn criminal
and end up with the wrong brother?
"And you aren't Jason, are you?" she asked and looked up
at Jackson. Hope and a deep perception swirled in her so
expressive eyes.
He slowly shook his head. "I'm Jackson."
Angelina nodded. "That's what you meant when you said I
had the wrong guy." She winced and rubbed her forehead.
"God, I thought you were just getting into the role."
"I take it you got the book?" Jason said and couldn't hide
a grin. Dammit, he was jealous as hell that Jackson got to
play out even half of Jason's fantasy with this incredible
woman Jason couldn't get out of his mind. Jason's dick was
pouting because Jackson got the first blow job, and yet
Jason felt this insane urge to laugh.
Angelina glared at him through long lashes. "Wipe that
smirk off your face, buddy. You are so not in a position
to be smiling about anything right now, funny man."
Yet, was that a faint twitch Jason saw tug at the corner
of her lips? He looked closer. Yes. Yes, she was
definitely holding back a grin of her own. He looked at
Jackson and, well what do you know, he was so obviously
biting back a smile too. Was it possible the three of them
could turn this into something to laugh about?
"Oh my God," Angelina groaned and covered her face with
her hands.
Jason's heart leapt to his throat. Oh no, please don't let
her start to cry. Let her scream, rage at him and Jackson,
throw a few punches even, anything but cry. Jason couldn't
stand to see a woman cry.
"I'm so embarrassed," she said into her hands.
He could see that much was true. Her skin was turning a
pretty remarkable shade of red. And not just her face, or
what he could see of her face around her hands. No. This
blush began at the roots of her hair and quickly washed
over her all the way to her ankles. He bet if he could see
her toes inside those glossy black heels he would find
them blushing too.
"I'm sorry," Jackson said, his voice soft as he knelt
beside her. "I shouldn't have let it go this far."
She sighed, dropped her hands, and looked at him. No. She
hadn't been crying, wasn't even about to. Her eyes were
dry even if they did seem darkened by a cloud of
self-recrimination. "You tried to tell me. I'm the one who
wouldn't listen."
"I should have made you listen." He reached out,
tentatively at first as though he expected her to slap at
his hand, but when she didn't, he laid that hand gently on
her bare shoulder. "I really am sorry."
And this was why Jackson was the twin that the women
always went for? Jackson knew how to talk to a woman, knew
how to show emotions that were so often too lost inside
Jason to make a surface appearance. Jealousy curled in his
gut, a familiar feeling he'd known most of his life.
Jealousy because Jackson could show so easily things that
he could not, and Jackson never felt embarrassed, or
ashamed, or wrong about his emotions.
Still, it was a form of jealousy he could deal with. He'd
lived with it for this long after all. This jealousy
wasn't some new feeling, some new form that developed from
watching Jackson with Angelina. No. As long as he got to
join in next time, he would be satisfied. Wouldn't he? His
relationship with Angelina was sexual. Wasn't it?
Just like that, Jason knew what to do. Provided, of
course, that Angelina liked this sex game stuff as much as
he thought. He pushed himself off the door frame, walked
to her side opposite Jackson, and knelt. He didn't touch
her, not yet. Instead, he rested one hand on his thigh and
balled the other into a fist, placing it on the floor for
balance.
"I'm responsible for at least half of what happened here,"
he told Angelina. She slowly turned her head to look at
him, her eyes curious. "I told you I have a brother. What
I didn't tell you is that he's my identical twin."
* * * *
That would have been a piece of useful information
earlier, Angelina thought as she studied Jason. God, she
couldn't believe this, couldn't believe the things she'd
done to the wrong twin, the things she'd been about to do.
She should be angry, furious as hell at both of them. Yet,
as she watched the mischief move behind Jason's gray eyes,
thought of the look that was both apology and desire she'd
seen in Jackson's equally gray eyes, what she felt was
inspired.
How many women could claim possession of two incredibly
sexy men like Jason and Jackson even if for a short time?
She'd begun her little fling, as it were, with Jason for
fun, used it as an escape from the horrors happening in
her life. Why couldn't she continue that fun now with both
twins? She'd always fantasized about being with two men at
once. What woman didn't? So why not turn this fiasco into
a fantasy fulfillment of her own?
"I should be pissed at you," she said, but she knew the
smile on her lips told a different story.
"Yes, you should." Jason touched her then, a gentle caress
of his palm on her cheek, and she leaned into that touch,
encouraging more. "But you aren't, are you?"
SIREN SEX Rating
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SENSUAL:
Traditional romance, suitable for the general
audience (BookStrand) |
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STEAMY:
Heavy sexual tension; graphic details; may contain
coarse language (BookStrand) |
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SIZZLING:
Erotic, graphic sex; explicit sexual language; may offend delicate
readers (SIREN) |
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SCORCHING:
Erotica romance; contains many sexual encounters; may contain unconventional
sex; will offend delicate readers (SIREN) |
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SEXTREME:
Excessive or non-exclusive sex; many instances of unconventional sex; may be hardcore; not for the faint-hearted
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SIREN BOOK LENGTH
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NOVELLA:
15,000-25,000
words |
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NOVEL:
25,000-55,000
words |
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FULL
NOVEL: 55,000-80,000
words |
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PLUS
NOVEL:
80,000-100,000
words |
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SUPER
PLUS
NOVEL:
100,000-140,000
words |
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HUMONGOUS
NOVEL:
140,000+
words |
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