5 out of 5 stars

I’m used to Kahlen’s absolutely amazing writing. Im used to a long novel that owns my heart and soul. She still has my favorite book of all time. I am however, not used to a quick HOT AS HECK read. She did it like a boss. I love how she branched out there and tried something different, and absolutely slayed it.

This book had me looking over my shoulder making sure no one behind me saw the naughtiness I was reading. I really don’t care,but I don’t think my son would want to see that. Lol. I’m not going to detail anything because it would give away the story. Only thing I will say is put the hottest Male romance author who is also a professor of writing sex in stories and an aspiring romance student that is super talented…. enough to bring the mighty professor to his knees! I can’t wait for more. What an amazing new series Kahlen has started.

Smut University

by USA Today bestselling author Kahlen Aymes.

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Genre: Contemporary Romance

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35k word Novella (part 1 in the series)

Welcome to SMUT UNIVERSITY!

The Art of Sex… In Writing.

The name alone would have made it the most sought-after writing course at Columbia, but it didn’t hurt that the professor was smoking hot!

Addison Tomms was an aspiring romance novelist and senior Creative Writing Major at the prestigious Ivy League university. The class was packed and judging by the tongues wagging and the obvious swooning by the male and female student body alike, she figured she was one, in maybe a hundred, serious writing students in the auditorium.

Addy knew Dr. Jackson Michaels was a New York Times bestseller many times over, and secretly, she devoured his books. His love scenes set the pages, and her body, on fire. It was no secret that the associate professor teaching the course was sexy… but was he as really as sexy as his words?

Addison had her answer on the very first day of class when the handsome Dr. Michaels taunted and teased his students with what the class actually entailed; all watching with mouths agape. He was a thousand percent more stunning in person than the television entertainment interviews she’d seen or any of the photos that she and her best friend, Michelle, had spent hours searching online.

Something stirred deep inside her when his sensual eyes raked over her because she’d been the only one brave enough to answer his first question. Her reaction was physical; his gaze felt as if he’d actually touched her, and she was more and more intrigued.

Addy knew this man would rock her world… but it wouldn’t just be between the pages.

SMUT UNIVERSITY (Part One) Excerpt

His eyes locked with mine. “Miss Tomms,” he said my name without asking who I was. A shiver ran through me that he remembered; like it foreshadowed some earth-shattering scene about to come. Those intense eyes framed by incredibly dark lashes. The strong jaw. The broad, muscular shoulders. God, that face. That f*cking sex hair. Up close it was criminal how incredibly sexy he was. He was utterly stunning.

My breath left me in a soft rush, and I sucked in another so I could speak. “Dr. Michaels,” I acknowledged with a small nod.

He had a file box in front of him that held the graded papers separated alphabetically by dividers. He reached in and slowly pulled mine out. Maybe this weird tradition he had of insisting the first assignment was printed out was his way to bring his students face-to face in order to press upon us just how intimidating he actually was. And, he was.

There was admiration in his eyes as they roamed over my face and hair, lingering on my mouth. I couldn’t help looking at his. His lips were as perfect as the rest of him, the lower one full and begging to be bitten. I cleared my throat. I felt like helpless prey; paralyzed by a mixture of fear and adulation; the venom of his incredible eyes and his scent. Whether it was his will to eat me alive or seduce me, it was certain that I would succumb to either in that moment. My heart thrummed inside my chest, blood rushing in my ears, wetness pooling between my legs. Oh, God, my legs went weak and I struggled to stand.

His long fingers bent the stack of stapled paper so that the grade was hidden from view when he held it out to me. I held the book bag to me with one arm and reached for the document with the other hand.

He pulled it back for a second, denying it to me, his brilliant eyes still burning, but now teasing into mine. I cocked one eyebrow in question and a hint of a smile graced his luscious mouth. “I’d like to see you in my office, tomorrow. I have office hours from four to six. Does that work?”

My mind was racing; wondering at the reason behind his request at the same time as my heart fell into the pit of my stomach. Did I totally screw up the assignment? I felt like I was about to throw up and wished the earth would open up and swallow me.

He cleared his throat. “Miss Tomms? Does that work for you?”

“Ummm,” I stammered. “Yes, professor. See you then.”

“Excellent.” He handed me the paper, his eyes still not breaking contact. I felt like I was falling into the deepest end of the ocean, drowning and only he could save me. I was in trouble.

“Yes, sir.”

My heart felt as if it would fly from my aching chest as I took the paper and turned, concentrating on walking without rushing to the far left of the room, taking the side stairs up to the marble lobby and then walking out of the building. I wanted to look at the grade as I clutched the still folded assignment in my hand, but something inside me hesitated. My heart felt like it would explode as I opened the folded pages and then, in astonishment flipped through the rest. There was no grade. No editorial mark-ups. Nothing.

“What the f*ck?” I exclaimed.

Meet the Author

Kahlen is a USA Today Bestselling author, who writes sizzling hot, deeply moving romantic fiction in New Adult/Erotica/Adult Contemporary, Her books have been on several bestseller lists including Amazon, Publisher’s Weekly, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, and USA Today.

While all of her stories are sensual, hot, full of love, romance and angst, readers should expect fresh plots, compelling characters and an abundance of steamy scenes on each series/story. NO COOKIE-CUTTERS Allowed!

Creative by nature, she enjoys the arts, music & theater, loves reading romance, dystopian, and fantasy. Her favorite things include music, dancing, cooking, animals, & long walks with her iPod, conjuring up her newest book boyfriend.

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5 out of 5 stars

I love Lani Lynn Vale books. They are always a quick read that draw you in and keep your attention. Add the fact that this is a second chance romance and I’m beyond sold. That’s my absolute favorite of all time!

Be prepared to go through the ups and the downs that a couple torn apart by stupidity, gets molded back together through the trauma. This is an absolute page turner. You’ll be reading the the words “the end” before you know it because you won’t put it down!

HOW ABOUT NO

BEAR BOTTOM MC SERIES – Book

By Lani Lynn Vale

Release Day 11/6

Wade had everything he could ever want in life…then he lost it.

Now, his life—his forever girl—is living in a house he built for her while he’s struggling to move on and find meaning where there isn’t any to be found.

Landry Hill was his girl. his everything. His high school sweetheart. His first kiss. His first and only love. His old lady and wife

Then one day he does something monumentally stupid. And she walks away knowing she’ll never come back.

Fast forward five years, and he’s still just as in love with her now as he was when she left. The only problem is that she’s moved on with her life, found a new man, and seemingly forgotten him. Then there’s Wade—stuck in the same awful place where she abandoned him. The only thing he has left is his job as a police office and the Bear Bottom MC.

Just when they both think things can’t get any worse, life kicks them both in the teeth, and Landry finds out really quick that the only person she can depend on is the one that let her walk away.

With understanding comes a deal. One that Landry has no hope of ever breaking free from, and one Wade will do everything in his power to make a reality.

But one thing is still certain. The force that split them apart is still out there. And there’s no hope of escaping fate.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Lani Lynn Vale is a USA Today Bestselling Author of over thirty titles. She is married with three children, two dogs, two cats, a donkey, and a couple (a couple also meaning over twenty) chickens.

When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up in her favorite chair reading.

Lani is married with three children and lives in the Great State of Texas.

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EXCERPT

“No, Wade,” I snarled. “It’s not just that easy.”

He frowned. “What are you talking about? I realize that it’s tough, and it’s going to hurt, but baby, this is your sister! Your sister is your family. Your blood. You can’t just leave her in need.”

That was when I felt everything inside of me still.

“The first time I donated bone marrow to my sister, I was a toddler. Barely the age of two and a half,” I said, almost in a whisper. “The second time, I was four. The third? Seven. Do you see a pattern, Sergeant?”

Wade frowned and tilted his head to the side, confusion spreading over his face.

“My parents had me to be their donor baby,” I whispered. “They never wanted me. I was never allowed to be a child. I was a useful object to them.”

Wade looked startled. “What do you mean by not being able to be a child?”

I laughed maniacally.

“I’m saying that I was bred to be their baby’s saving grace,” I hissed. “And I’m not doing it anymore. My sister is an asshole. My father’s a conniving bastard, and my mother is the biggest bitch known to man. Don’t you think that there’s a reason that I’ve never spoken of them?”

He looked at me like I was crazy. “Honey, you told me that you had a falling out. But this is your sister.”

I looked over at where my sister was sitting out on the front porch, silently crying her big, fat crocodile tears.

She’d always been good at them.

There was a time when I was younger that all she had to do was get that look on her face, and I’d be scared shitless.

Because if Lina wasn’t happy, nobody was happy, least of all me.

There was always going to be hell to pay if a single tear fell down Lina’s perfect cheek.

Lina also looked like a little China doll. She had perfect blonde curls, soft, milky white skin, blue eyes the color of a crayon, and she was tiny.

I, on the other hand, was none of those things but short.

I had brown hair to her blonde, brown eyes to her blue, freckled skin to her perfect complexion, and when I tried hard, I was also skinny.

Except, lately, I had been drinking beer and having the time of my life—living it like I’d always wanted to live it.

“I won’t do it,” I refused again, sounding petulant now.

I knew he didn’t understand.

Deep down, Wade was a really good man.

He’d experienced a lot in his life. He was a cop and had seen some very bad things.

But, what he did not have, was a bad family.

His family was awesome. His mom was the best mother in the whole world, and his dad was the kind of father I’d only ever dreamed of having when I was younger.

God, even his brother was the best.

He had no clue what it was like to hate your family like I did.

Hell, the only reason he hadn’t heard of them sooner was because my sister hadn’t gotten sick enough to need me.

Had she, Wade would’ve learned the truth about who my family was a hell of a lot quicker.

“I’m going to tell her that you’re thinking about it, and we can discuss it more later, okay?” Wade offered. “I don’t want you to make any hasty decisions because you’re overreacting.”