Hues of Lust is the first Volume of the Hues Of Holidays series. More lustful moments during holiday moments like Mother's day, Father's day, Eastern, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas are already planned.
The series has been designed to please a bbw woman with a modern lifestyle who especially likes to explore and interact with people and strangers from the outside world during these most exciting holiday times of the year: Christmas, New Year's Eve, St. Valentine Day, Mother's Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and many other holiday moments that a woman truly does enjoy!
She is also working on her own true story that she is going to transform into a passionate love story with elements of adventure, suspense, crime, and college life meets wall street that is wrapped up into an intensively high explosive emotional charged story. It is going to be her first novel.
A story that consists of her own experiences and moments that are half fiction and half reality. An exciting story of adventure and suspense with a love story wrapped around it. A story of a woman who is finally able to change her life. A story of a woman who leaves everything she has been living for. A story of a woman who leaves her past behind her and who emotionally goes through her own resurrection. She is living very intensive moments in a country that she has never been before and with people that she has never seen before.
Her motivation and interest behind it is to inspire every woman in this world to live, imagine, dream, embrace, and take on challenges that get into one's ways.
She has realized her own possibilities and opportunities by accepting failure and by challenging impossible situations by stepping up and by accepting fate, failure and darkness of life. She had to accept confusion, chaos and defeat in order to be able to turn her life into a straight line of success and in order to develop her own personality and authority and in order to accept love.
This is the kind of intriguing and exciting material that her stories are all about.
She likes to convey that every woman has the ability to write her own story because it is the failure that makes a story great. Every woman has the chance to take a second chance and to grab that possibility and opportunity and turn failure into a new life that she is passionate about and that she loves to live, every day and for the rest of her life!
Every woman has the right to create her own freedom and her own definition of love.
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Searching For Love
By Amelia Rose
Chapter One
Carey stared wistfully in the distance, watching as the truck containing the happy bride and groom left a trail of dust in its wake. As the couple sped off toward their honeymoon, he couldn’t help but feel out of sorts and alone in a way he’d never experienced. Of course, he was happy for his brother, Casey, and his new bride, Miranda, but Carey had never really been apart from his twin brother. Something told him this was only the beginning of how things were about to change, not only between the two brothers but also within the family as a whole.
They’d been a close-knit family for as long as Carey could remember, probably brought even closer from losing their mother at such a young age. For Casey and Carey, the oldest of the Carson boys, all the way down to the fifteen-year-old twins, Seamus and Jacob, with middle brothers, Joseph and Anders, in between, being a part of their ranching family meant they were always together, always looking out for each other, and working toward a common goal for the family.
But that was about to change. Shouts of, “You’re next, Carey Carson!” had sounded around him as he walked through the different patches of people working on the drive, and it tore him in two. On the one hand, finding someone who was practically a stranger on the Internet like Casey had—with way too much help from his or her meddling but well-intentioned father—just wasn’t for him but neither was sitting out here on a desolate ranch and hoping a beautiful girl just fell from the sky.
Ever since Dad had gotten a wild hair about finding the brothers romance and set up online dating profiles for both Casey and Carey, they had been on edge. It had only taken a matter of weeks for someone to answer Dad’s ad for Casey but luckily, it seemed to work out. Carey wasn’t so sure lightning would strike twice so unless he wanted Dad to play matchmaker with strangers on cowboy dating sites, he’d better convince the old man that one wedding around here was enough for a while.
And with the cattle drive going on and the vacationing wannabe cowboys to look after, at least there wouldn’t be any chance to think about some girl showing up on the doorstep the way Miranda had, towing her kid sister, Gracie, with her. Speaking of Gracie…
“Where are you off to, kiddo?” Carey called out, spying thirteen-year-old Gracie riding her mare away from the group and toward a small cluster of cowboys from the Carson ranch.
“I can’t take it anymore, Carey! It’s only been a day and a half, and already those city people are driving me crazy!” She grabbed the sides of her head, managing to toss her hat back and letting it hang by its leather chord.
“If I remember correctly, weren’t you one of those city people not too long ago?” Carey teased, pointing out that Gracie had only been on the ranch a short time, and that this was her first cattle drive.
“But they’re loud and they’re rude! They keep wanting to know if we have Wi-Fi…this is a freakin’ cattle drive! What do they need with Wi-Fi, anyway? We’re on a cattle drive!” she cried. “Please give me a different job. I don’t care if it’s picking up the poop all the way to Missouri and back, please! Anything but hanging out with the city people!”
“I dunno, kid. That was the job Dad gave you, so it’s kind of out of my hands. Of course, that was before your sister knew we were getting her hitched and sending her home,” he said with a smile, referring to the surprise wedding they’d staged without her knowing. Miranda had thought she was out here for the cattle drive and to help look after the people who paid to join the ranchers on the trip, but they sprung it on her at the last minute that she and Casey were getting married and heading off to their honeymoon instead of driving oversized, smelly cattle. “I’ll check with him and see if you can help with the feeding, or something like that.”
“Thank you, Carey!” Gracie squealed, throwing her arms around his neck and giving him an awkward hug from where she still sat in the saddle. She gave a light tug to her reins and nudged her horse with the heel of her boot, leading it off in the direction of some of the other ranchers. Carey watched her go, wondering how he’d found himself in charge of taking care of a kid on this event. The things a best man will do for his twin, the groom, Carey thought as he shook his head and returned to his tasks.
“Hey, Carey,” Bernard Carson called out to his son. “we need you over here a second.” Carey strode toward his elderly father—some fifty years older than his first-born sons, thanks to marrying late in life himself—and smiled at the old man.
“Yeah, Dad? What’s up?” he asked, taking off his hat and wiping at his brow with the back of his hand, fanning himself with the hat for a moment before placing it back over his sweat-curled, shaggy brown hair.
“Well, with your brother gone for the rest of the drive, we’ll need to arrange for someone to drive the truck. I was hoping you could switch off every third day, so that no one person has to keep doing it. I didn’t mind making Casey do it so much because he’d been injured only last week, but I hate to stick someone in the cab of the truck too long and make them miss out, especially if they’re able-bodied enough to get to ride with the group. What do you think?”
“Sure, Dad, that sounds fair. I’ll