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  Sweet Town Love

  Maggie Ryan

  Stevie MacFarlane

  Adrienne Blake

  Misty Malone

  Anna Kristell

  Vanessa Brooks

  Rayanna Jamison

  Beth Bennett

  Paige Parsons

  Chula Stone

  Alyssa Bailey

  Georgia St. Claire

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  Sample Chapters

  The Wright Recipe

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Maggie Ryan

  On Thin Ice

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Stevie MacFarlane

  Finding Sydney

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Adrienne Blake

  I Belong Here

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Misty Malone

  Always You

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Epilogue

  Anna Kristell

  Love Task

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Vanessa Brooks

  Sock It To Me

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Rayanna Jamison

  Mid-Winter Melt Down

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Beth Bennett

  Moments

  The Background

  1. Meetings

  2. Dance

  3. Tryouts

  4. Tutor

  5. Class Trip

  6. Pranks

  7. First Kiss

  8. Accomplishments

  9. Broken Promises

  10. Betrayal

  11. Graduation

  The Journey Home

  12. Driving

  13. Family

  14. Hospital Visits

  15. Encounter

  16. Down the Hall

  17. Seek and Find

  18. Complications

  Epilogue

  Paige Parsons

  Piper in a Pickle

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chula Stone

  The Art of Love

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Alyssa Bailey

  Panties Are Not Optional

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Georgia St. Claire

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  Maggie Ryan, Stevie MacFarlane, Adrienne Blake, Misty Malone, Anna Kristell, Vanessa Brooks, Rayanna Jamison, Beth Bennett, Paige Parsons, Chula Stone, Alyssa Bailey, Georgia St. Claire

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  Sample Chapters

  The Wright Recipe by Maggie Ryan

  Max spends his days as a fireman, putting his life on the line for others. He not only believes in protecting his community, he believes in protecting the love of his life.

  Cara loves this wonderful man with her entire soul and has no doubt that Max loves her as well. She enjoys every moment she spends with him, especially the cooking classes they've enrolled in together However, the day he sits her down for a serious discussion, she is floored. While she has no problem in accepting his role as the head of their relationship, she has definite doubts about the dynamics of domestic discipline. Will Max's patience, love, and guidance bring her around? Can he convince her that all they need for their relationship to work is The Wright Recipe?

  Chapter One

  Cara's grip on the two heavy bags was slipping as she attempted to insert her key into the door of Max's house. Her mumbled curse had her turning her head as if to reassure herself that no one was within hearing distance. Her sigh of relief came at the same moment the lock clicked open and she managed not to drop the bags as she entered the code to disable the alarm on the keypad. Kicking the door closed, she shifted her load and hurried across the living room towards the kitchen. Her next curse was very audible as she tripped and several items spilled from the tops of the overloaded grocery sacks.

  "Damn it!" she said again, barely managing to keep herself from falling to the floor. "What the hell?" Looking back, she saw that the ottoman that was supposed to be tucked close to the chair was sitting in the middle of the room. It was too heavy to move back with just a nudge of her foot and her arms were full and beginning to feel as if they'd drop from her shoulders at any moment.

  Her huff had the soft brown curls on her forehead lifting a bit. Placing the bags on the kitchen counter, she shook out her arms and returned to the living room. She dropped to her hands and knees in order to rescue the jar of artichoke hearts that had rolled beneath the dining room table and then crawled around to add the loaf of French bread, the bulb of garlic and a plastic bag of green beans to her load. Standing again, she returned to the kitchen and had just opened the refrigerator when a ringtone shrilled, causing her to almost drop the chicken. Putting it on the shelf, she slammed the door and grabbed her purse, digging through it until she found her phone.

  "Hey, what's up with moving the furniture around? I almost killed myself falling over the ottoman!"

  "I moved it for a reason," Max said. "You and I are going to have a little discussion when I get home."

  She didn't like the sound of that as a memory of the last time they'd had a "discussion" played in her head. It had involved his sitting on the ottoman and her being draped over his knees. Her nerves kicked in as she looked at the bags of food. A definite change of subject was needed.

  "You wouldn't believe how long it took to shop. It took me forever to pick through all the beans." She winced as a nervous giggle erupted but she plowed ahead. "Oops, I mean haricot vert! Isn't that a funny name for green beans? Anyway, I knew you'd want only the best so I didn't mind picking through the huge bin. Oh, I also got those special artichoke hearts but had to ask for them. They were way up on the top shelf so I didn't see them but the nice store clerk helped me. I got everything else too—"

  "Cara, slow down."

  His tone gave nothing away about how he was feeling or what he was thinking. As always, just hearing his deep voice had her tummy flipping and her heart rate accelerating. She'd willingly sit and listen to him read names out of a phone book just so she could hear the treacle tone sliding over her body and warming her… Thoughts of warming had her blurting out her newest diversionary ploy.

  "How are you feeling? I know you must be tired after your shift. How about you just take a nice long nap and I'll take care of prepping for class? Oh, I've got a better idea. How about I just meet you there? That way you won't have to come all the way out here to change and then pick me up at my apartment—"

  "Cara, I want you to take a deep breath and listen to me—"

  "But, I have—"

  "Now." Though his tone didn't change, the one word had her closing her mouth and taking the breath he'd ordered. He evidently heard her obeying as he said, "Good girl. Now, take another. Are you ready to listen?"

  "Yes."

  "Excuse me?"

  Oh, God. His question—in that tone—confirmed what she'd feared. She was in trouble… big trouble.

  "I meant, yes, sir."

  "That's better. What are you wearing?"

  His question threw her and she actually had to glance down to see what she'd donned that morning. "Um, blue jeans and a t-shirt, why?"

  Max's side of the conversation kept her off-balance when he didn't answer her question but instead said, "I want you to take the shears and go into the backyard—"

  "But I need to put the groceries up and prep—"

  "Cara Alexandria Fischer, if you interrupt me again, I assure you that you won't be a happy camper. Do you understand?"

  "Yes, sir, but what's in the yard? Oh, I know! You finally got me a puppy!" God, had she really just said that? She could almost see his dimples appear with his grin at hearing her pretend she didn't know what he intended.

  "Cara, you are just too cute, but that isn't going to save you this time. Take the shears I left on the ottoman and go to the backyard. You'll find a nice big tree sitting right in the middle of the yard. I want you to cut a switch and strip it properly. Are you with me so far?"

  Releasing any hope she had to "cute" her way out of what was coming, her answer took a moment as she swallowed hard. "Ye-yes, sir."

  "Good. After you have your switch prepared, go on and use the bathroom if you need and remove your shoes and your jeans. Fold your jeans neatly as you'll need them for class tonight." She wondered if her soft moan was audible and decided it hadn't been as he continued. "Then, go into the living room and stand in your naughty corner. I want your nose pressed against the wall and your panties pulled down beneath your sweet cheeks. Hold your switch behind your back. I want it touching your pale little bottom as you think about why I am going to take it from you, bend you over your punishment ottoman and blister your butt. Do you have any questions?"

  Yes, why does hearing you speak of "my" panties, "my" switch, "my" naughty corner, and call the padded footstool "my" punishment ottoman have my bottom clenching and yet I'm not bolting for the door?

  Of course, she didn't voice a single one of those questions. Instead, she took another deep breath and answered, "No, sir."

  "Go ahead and put the groceries away—"

  "Should I prep—"

  "Honey, I won't warn you again not to interrupt me." He paused as if to allow her to finally grasp his words before he continued. "We'll prep them later. Put them up and then do as you've been instructed. And, young lady, I suggest you be ready to tell me exactly why you'll be squirming on your stool during class tonight. I'll be there shortly. I love you, sweetie."

  "I love you too," she said. After he'd said goodbye, she hung up the phone. There was still time to grab her keys and flee. She was a grown woman who didn't have to accept the switching she had just been informed was coming. Sighing, she knew the only door she'd be exiting would be the one in the kitchen that led to the backyard to do exactly as he'd instructed. Max might be planning on setting her butt on fire but he was the love of her life. If he were going to punish her, especially if he were going to switch her, he had a very good reason for doing so. To be honest, she had been waiting for the shoe to drop ever since she'd awoken with a horrid hangover two days ago. Regret instantly flooded through her as she began to put the groceries away. Folding the brown sacks took only another minute, and then she sighed. It was time.

  Going into the bathroom, she washed not only her hands but also her face in an attempt to calm herself. Not yet emotionally ready to face the music, she pulled her hairbrush through her c
urls and then decided she should brush her teeth. The shrill of the phone had her spitting out the foam in her mouth and dashing back to the kitchen.

  "I was just going outside, I promise!" she said, rushing into the living room and grabbing the shears off the ottoman. "I've got the shears—"

  "Cara?"

  "Bridget? Oh, I thought you were Max. I didn't even register the ringtone."

  A giggle came from the receiver. "Yeah, I sort of figured that when your voice was all apologetic and you mentioned shears. Does that mean what I think it does?"

  Cara thought of spinning some tale about going outside to prune the rose bushes, but knew her best friend would easily see through any attempt to lie. "If you think it means your brother-in-law ordered me to cut a switch, then, yeah."

  "Poor baby," Bridget said. "What did you do this time?"

  "What do you think?" Cara asked, sinking down on the ottoman. "Wait, how come you don't sound like you are in trouble?"

  "Perhaps because I'm smart enough not to confess? Gee, Cara, how many times do I have to tell you that Max does not need to know every single thing you do?"

  Slightly irritated, Cara sat up a bit straighter. "I didn't say a word about what happened. I haven't even seen Max since last Friday. He's been on shift at the firehouse. Same as Tony."

  "Well, I don't know then," Bridget said. "Besides, I can't imagine them being that upset. It was a bachelorette party after all."

  "Yeah, one that got out of hand," Cara said. "We all pinky swore not to breathe a word of what happened. When I find out who ratted us out, I'm going to be cutting another switch to use on their behind!"