Story Excerpt Sunday: From A Hinky Taste of You by Jennifer Stevenson

A Hinky Taste of You Hinky Chicago Book 5 by Jennifer Stevenson I’m on my third lap in a power jam, skating nine second laps, I mean, I am in the zone, and Fist Kist of all people comes out … Continue reading

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BVC Announces Walking on Sunshine by Jennifer Stevenson

Walking on Sunshine A Slacker Demons Novel by Jennifer Stevenson A rock starlet whose biological clock is ticking… An ancient sex demon under orders to make a goddess out of the starlet… A precocious Parisian teen with a bottomless bank … Continue reading

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Story Excerpt Sunday: From Dancing With Cupid by Jennifer Stevenson

Dancing With Cupid A Slacker Demons Novel by Jennifer Stevenson I called the Lair on my break. Baz answered, my only roommate who’s been a sex demon longer than me. I told him about the new partner. “Another feminist? Get … Continue reading

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Story Excerpt Sunday: from by Jennifer Stevenson

It’s Raining Angels and Demons A Slacker Demons Novel by Jennifer Stevenson I sat in the belly of one of our biggest black ops helicopters with forty-nine of my fellow demons, stripped naked to our bat wings and fanny packs, … Continue reading

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BVC Announces It’s Raining Angels and Demons by Jennifer Stevenson

MAN DROUGHT ENDS! Heaven doesn’t remember them, Hell doesn’t want them, and horny women are after them. Can the slackers teach Jeff and Mutt enough to satisfy the women they love? It’s raining angels and demons!

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BVC Announces It’s Raining Men by Jennifer Stevenson

Archie is a sex demon who’s so lazy, he’s this close to being kicked out of hell. Archie feels sorry for Chloe. Chloe’s heart is always breaking. Archie doesn’t plan to get complicated. It all starts with one well-meant lie… “You’ve been selected for victim’s compensation. Just for you, it’s gonna start raining men.”

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Story Excerpt Sunday: It’s Raining Men by Jennifer Stevenson

It’s Raining Men Slacker Demons Book One by Jennifer Stevenson Saturday night Chloe came into the bar about nine thirty, looking desperate. I poured her the usual. She didn’t glance around the room and scope the prospects, so I knew … Continue reading

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