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Every woman knows someone like Simon Fikel—the man who looks like a dream and acts like a nightmare. The kind of man who is used to having his way in everything regardless of the consequences, that is until he meets Sarah Bradley. Can the quiet and sexy accountant bring the office playboy to his knees?

Fickle Simon, was released today by Amira Press. If you want to check it out, please go to http://www.arimapress.com/.

Pheromone by Artemis

When I went to work at Demoiselle International, I knew nothing about perfume or what was involved in the making of it, but I was hard-pressed to pay off the loans for my doctorate and they needed a synthetic chemist, so I took the job.

In the beginning, I thought that making perfume compounds couldn’t be any different than mixing synthetics for any other industry. After all it was still chemistry and chemistry I understood. It was simple and straightforward, everything had a value and for the most part a predictable outcome. That is until I started working on Compound X14, which ultimately changed everything I knew about chemistry and everything I thought I knew about myself.

I had always been the kind of woman who oozed brain cells rather than sex appeal when I walked into a room. Though I wasn’t ugly, my face certainly wouldn’t stop traffic unless it had accidentally become imbedded in the grill of someone’s car.

Overall, I wasn’t anything special. Still single and unattached to anyone at twenty-eight, I can honestly say I never really pined for the white picket fence and wedding ring. I was content being invisible and unwanted by those around me. I truly believed that relationships were just too volatile and complex. So I stuck with what I knew best…chemistry. That was the case until my little accident.

Excerpt from, 'Pheromone' by Artemis.

Compromising Positions by Artemis

“You forgot something,” I said, as I crooked my finger and beckoned her towards me. She moved gracefully on long shapely legs, a Hippocratic goddess in her scarlet bra and panties. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra letting it fall to the exam room floor. I captured her nipple in my mouth using my tongue to paint circles around it. She moaned as my teeth grazed carefully over her nipple, her hands grasping my hair. I slid my hand into her panties cupping her sex with my fingers. She was soaking wet as my fingers caressed her clitoris and my mouth once more found hers.

Excerpt from, 'Compromising Positions' by Artemis.