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About the author:
My name is Alexia Chase.
I’m the only erotic romance author who specializes in quick, dirty, and sweet short stories. I write for busy working mothers who admire and acquire books that provide the full escape of a novel but don’t have a lot of time.
More importantly, I offer insta-love, smutty sex, and swoon-worthy moments that will leave you with a flushed face and a giddy smile. Quick – pray no one is watching and wondering what in the hell is wrong with you because no one else looks that happy.
People who have read my books have the following to say:
“This insta-love story is extremely funny, a quick read and just filled with so much good and filthy stuff. I cannot recommend this book enough to anyone that likes Alexia Chase or is just thinking about picking one of her books up for the first time. Just make sure you are reading this where you can laugh out loud and get a crimson face when you read the erotic sex scenes.” LF Books
“This was great! It was short but it was entertaining and believable. They had amazing chemistry and the sex scenes will set your panties on fire! I’ll be looking for the flip side. I always love to know what is going on in the man’s mind.” Carmen89
Unlike more serious authors, my work appeals to my readers because it is quick, light, and fun.
How does my writing contribute to my genre?
My writing gives busy women that thirty-minute escape they need when they can’t afford a trip to the Caribbean with their secret lover, Dimitri.
My Soul Sisters don’t even have time to get away from the kids to take a shower.
Quick. Dirty. Sweet.
What inspired you to write your book?
I began writing years ago, but didn't publish until a few years ago. The first books I published were non-fiction books. However, at the beginning of this year, I began to write erotic contemporary romance short stories. They are a blast to write! Happy reading.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Lacey Thompson rapped on the apartment door. The place was familiar to her, as she’d visited her brother there several times over the last three years. She wiped her hands on her Daisy Duke shorts and held her breath. Will he answer?
The doorknob turned, and a shirtless Ryker Hargrave opened the door and pulled it inward.
“H-hi,” Lacey squeaked. I’m not going to chicken out this time. I can do this. “Hey, Ryker, do you mind if I come in?”
“Sure.” Ryker ran a hand through his blond hair, leaving it standing on end. When did he grow a beard? Did it count as a beard? It was barely more than a five o’clock shadow. His jogging shorts hung down low, exposing his hip bones. On his right side, he had a massive tattoo of an eagle with a snake in its beak that started below his belly button and disappeared under his shorts.
Yum. The man was delicious. She would love to run her hands down his chest and trace her tongue over the design until she reached his long, hard cock. The velvety silk of his shaft would be slick under her tongue. Could I make him cum like that?
She closed her eyes and inhaled. Not now. I’m going to have Ryker running for the hills if I don’t play my cards right. She reopened her eyes. “Nice tattoo. I like the design.”