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Elicia Dewalt, an orphan from Texas with no ties to anything 🌵👜. She begins to find her "dream life" derailing quickly with strange occurrences and it always seems to lead back to the four gorgeous hunks at the club her first night in London 💃✨.

What happens when her entire existence is blown to pieces with only a few words? 🗣💥

Follow Elicia as she discovers what hidden secrets have laid dormant until her chance encounter with the four wild boys known as "The Watchmen" 👀🔥.

#NewBeginnings #MysteryUnfolds #TexasToLondon 🇺🇸➡️🇬🇧 #ClubNights #UnexpectedTwists ✨🔮
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“Kitten.” A deep timbered voice called to me, floating through the swirling fog with a heavenly scent of Christmas licking darkly against my tingling flesh.

Gasping in shock as my trembling body was plucked from the swirling fog, strapped down to a cloud-like bed as four “Muscular Gods” paced around the swirling fog with glowing amber hazel eyes.

“OH GOD!” Gasping between my trembling lips as eight muscular hands, reached from the dense fog, massaging and caressing every inch of my blazing skin into an avalanche of moaning curses.

“Such a “Temptress”.” Another timbered voice spoke smoothly from the swirling fog as my body jolted and shook with each rushing caress as my core melted into a vast ocean of burning desire and lust.

“What do you “desire”?” Another timbered voice sliced through the rushing electricity as my body rocketed back into the fog, reaching, yearning for the warmth that evaded my body as it plunged faster through the swirling darkness.

“Bye, Lassie.” A fourth voice spoke almost shyly as my body jolted awake, clenching my thighs together, panting erratically as the “fasten seat belt” dinged loudly, dropping my head back against the seat.

I’m losing my “ever loving mind”, dreaming about “four” men.

No, not men. “Sex Gods” or even “Masters of Pleasure and Pain”.

Oh, MY God! Elicia, you need to lay off the books for a while, especially that E. Dark.

I can’t help it! There’s something about her books that short-circuit my brain function, and know I am dreaming about “four hunks of muscles” devouring my body.

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Freshening up, while Randi changed into his “normal” cloths before we embarked on our journey into the gorgeous landscape of London.

“Elicia, you ready girly?” His playful banter filled the quiet bathroom as I tussled my flattened locks back to life with a few finger strokes, adding my final touch of gloss to highlight my natural rose-tinted lips.

I wasn’t anything spectacular at 5’6 with a little extra curve, emphasized by the black club dress that refused to stay mid-thigh as I strutted out the bathroom with my duffle and hiking bag strapped firmly to my shoulders.

“DAMN! Look at you all “Miss Thang”.” Randi hooted playfully, snapping his fingers in a Diva attitude dressed in a black button-up shirt with the top two buttons undone and dark stone washed jeans with a pair of black suede loafers.

If only he was not “Gay”.

Easy Elicia, you have been single for not even a day and your ready to jump his bones.Tasting the sweet burst of blue raspberry mixed heavily with the distilled vodka as Randi grabbed my hand, leading me through the crowd towards the thumping bass as my body swayed naturally to the rhythm. Twirling in laughter as the crowd roared to life with the rhythmic beats, while Randi swayed and held firmly to my waist.

The vodka mixing with the whiskey from the flight as the lights increased the euphoric sensation that coursed through my body, throwing my hands high as the DJ cranked the bass higher. Hair flying in all directions, hands fisting the hot sticky air as our bodies erupted into a frenzied battle of alcohol induced heat.

“I need another.” Leaning back to Randi, holding up my empty drink as he spun me around quickly, snaking through the flowing crowd as hands grazed along my body with fiery snaps of electricity.

Looking over my shoulder as the lights played dangerously against the crowd, feeling like I was being watched as the little hairs along my body became alerted.

Bumping into Randi’s back as he stopped to talk with a well-defined hunk with gorgeous amber hazel eyes and dark reddish locks in a tight fade with a sexy tight-lined beard that was cut short.

“Elias.” Was all I could hear over the thumping bass as they shared a weird stare down, slipping past them to the bar to refill my drink that was calling my name.

“Five Hours” by Deorro thumped seductively against my burning flesh as the bartender slid my refreshed drink back into my hand, sipping the sweet alcohol as fiery snaps of electricity rolled along my spine.

Snapping around as Elias and Randi stood on opposite sides of me, looking like some heated argument was being shared between the two. Gingerly sipping my fruity drink as my body ached to release all the frustration from today as three identical hunks appeared behind Elias and Randi’s stare down.

Oh, Lort! Forgive me for I have sinned…Badly!

An avalanche of Frasier fir, warm cider, cinnamon, and nutmeg rushed through my body, reveling in the fact it smelt like a warm cottage on Christmas, which was my favorite time of year.

Each one looked exactly alike with muscular builds, dark reddish locks that enhanced their tight, chiseled facial features with soft pointed noses over plump pink lips that screamed to be kissed over and over. Colorful works of art, graced those delicious forearms with half-rolled sleeves at the elbows, sporting custom watches that paired nicely with their detailed artworks of colors.

Involuntarily licking my lips, tasting Christmas mix with the fruity after taste of the blue raspberry and vodka.

Shivering in an alcohol induced haze as those ambered hazel orbs, stared at me like I was a gourmet feast waiting to be tasted. Turning sharply to the bartender, pointing to my already empty glass as he quickly looked behind me with a strange flash of crimson across his eyes.

Nodding firmly, grabbing my glass with a quick hand returning it with a soft smile before he disappeared back into the flashing lights that danced wildly along the bar.

“Excuse me.” Laughing lightly as the music thumped to “Freaks” by Timmy Trumpet & Savage, throwing my hands up as my hips rolled and swayed to the bass, feeling the world wash away with each beat.

Tossing my ombre locks around as the lights swirled and danced along my body, feeling my body quiver in euphoria as the bass grew louder against my sweating flesh.

“Elicia.” Randi leaned next to my ear, spooking me as his hands grinded along my hips.

“Who were those guys?” Shouting slightly over the bass as his body followed the natural flow of my rhythm, popping and grinding against each other.

“The Watchmen” but don’t worry about them.” He laughed against my ear as our bodies melted into a drunken haze of bass induced euphoria.

Forgetting about Bain and Krystal, and my lonely life back in Texas.

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