The Sugar House Novellas - Omnibus Edition
by Pavarti K Tyler
Erotica, Erotic Romance, Adults OnlyEnter the world of The Sugar House. Here you’ll meet the illustrious Madam Janice Cane and her brood of men and women who will fulfill your every fantasy. But can they find a way to fulfill their own?
Sugar & SaltAfter over a decade working in the sex industry, Janice Cane retains no illusions about the nature of relationships. Everyone lies and everyone wants something. Still, a part of her longs for a connection. Speed-dating becomes her addiction, a place to find a man for the night when she needs a quick fix, and her last hope that true love may still be waiting around the next corner. When a mysterious man entices both her intellect and her lust, she becomes entangled in an affair more complicated than she’d expected.
Protecting PortiaJackson Grady met the love of his life. Unfortunately, he was running drugs for a pimp named Sasha at the time, who asked him to keep an eye on their new acquisition from Russia, the bedraggled beauty named Portia. She touched his heart and forced him to confront the kind of man he'd become. Now, Portia and Jackson both work at The Sugar House. He continuously looks out for her, and longs for her with his every breath, but knows he is unworthy of such an angel. What will Portia do to win not only the heart, but also the body, of the man she loves?
Dual DominationCaitrin’s a Dominatrix at the high class brothel The Sugar House, and an elegant burlesque performer with leagues of men and women falling at her feet. The Sugar House is her home, her hunting ground, but she’s never felt like she belonged. Only with her childhood friends and fellow deviants, Donovan and Raef, has she found her place. Donovan prefers his women on the submissive side, and likes to create erotic art out of rope and the female form. When a crisis at The Sugar House puts a friend in trouble, he must confront his deeper feelings for the one woman he’s told himself he can’t have – Caitrin. With their friendship in turmoil and The Sugar House on the verge of collapse, can these two friends find their way to each other?
Sugar & Salt
I was given book for honest review. Opposites attract. Speed dating 2 minute rules apply. Fantasy becomes romance with descriptive detail. Loved the quirky bantering conversations between Salt and Janice. And the supporting characters invest your attention. But can a Madame at “The Sugar House” become the love interest of a UN associate?
I was given book for honest review. Jackson “grew up dreaming of being a hero, but turned into a villain.” He is the security at Portia’s place of employment. Saving her and waiting for redemption for himself. Can they both deal with past issues to overcome love found in each other. I found myself wanting to know more of him and admiring her for knowing when advance.
I was given book for honest review. Caitrin has had feelings for Donovan and vice versa. Insecurities come into play when they acknowledge their love. Dominants forced to face themselves. While in the background the other relationships from the house struggle to survive the arose complications. All came to conclusion and this is listed as the final installment of the series but the characters will be missed.
EXCERPTThe restaurant sizzles with life—couples engaged in whispers and friends exchanging stories in exuberant tones. The citrus and black decor should be gauche, but instead sets an intimate atmosphere. “I have three sisters.” Salt says. “What are their names?” “Hope, Faith, and Chastity.” He rattles the names off as if it were obvious. “They are not.” “They are.” “And you got Devon?” “Apparently my father wanted to name me Daemon, but my mother fought back.” “Are your parents particularly religious?” “No, just particular.” As they chat, the crowd at the bar becomes dense, and the hostess maneuvers through the waiting diners until she arrives at their table. “Mr. Salzmann, the chef would like to offer you a complimentary plate of our newest dish, an Asian Fusion rack of lamb. I’m sure you and your date will enjoy it.” He raises one eyebrow at Janice, gauging her interest. “Sounds lovely.” He speaks to the hostess, but his eyes never leave Janice. “Who are you?” She asks once the hostess leaves. “What do you mean?” “Come on, Salt. Not everyone gets immediate seating at a place like Tahlia’s. The chef knows you by name? That’s not how things work in the real world.” “As opposed to what world?” “Whatever world you live in. Give me a straight answer for once—no more fucking around.” “You know, there’s something amazingly sexy about a woman who isn’t afraid to swear.” “You’re doing it again.” “And you are so delicious when you’re agitated.” “I’m just about agitated enough to leave.” “Really?” “Yes, I don’t like being fucked with.” “I find straight answers usually lead to conversations of a more serious nature than I am in the mood for tonight. I’ll make you a deal: you stay for dinner, we’ll laugh and chat, and if you want all the details about my boring life, I’ll tell you next Thursday. Just show up for speed-dating ten minutes early. I’ll be at the bar.” She studies him, weighing her hesitancy to reveal the truth about herself against her need to be in control. What could it hurt? She picks up her wine. “Fine, I’ll play, but only if you answer three yes or no questions.” “Meeting conditions with conditions?” He reaches for a sesame rice cake appetizer. “I have limits to what I can handle.” “All right.” He sets his snack down on the bread plate, and folds his hands on the table. “I’m in.” “Have you ever killed anyone?” “Purposefully or accidentally?” “Either.” “No.” “Then why did you ask me to specify?” She looks at him with skepticism. “Wondering what your limits are, exactly.” She rolls her eyes. “Are you currently married or committed in any way to anyone?” “No.” His answers come easy, falling like truth. “Last one.” “Hit me.” “Have you ever bought or sold a human being?” He recoils and squints his eyes, as if trying to make out a distant shape. “What kind of question is that?” “The kind I require an answer to.” “Jesus, what the hell is wrong with the men you date?” She shrugs. Used to disappointment, she’s ready to walk away. “If you don’t tell me, I’m going to assume the worst.” “No, I have never bought or sold a human being. Fuck.” “Good, then you get a reprieve on full disclosure until next Thursday.” He leans back in his chair and studies her again. “You are an extremely interesting woman.” “So you’ve said.” She takes another sip of wine.
AUTHOR BIO & LINKSPavarti K. Tyler is an artist, wife, mother and number cruncher. She graduated Smith College in 1999 with a degree in Theatre. After graduation, she moved to New York, where she worked as a Dramaturge, Assistant Director and Production Manager on productions both on and off Broadway. Later, Pavarti went to work in the finance industry for several international law firms. She now lives with her husband, two daughters, and two terrible dogs. She keeps busy working with fabulous authors as the Director of Marketing at Novel Publicity, and by penning her next novel.
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