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Violent Circle Comedy Series Box Set
(2019)(A book in the Violent Circle series)
An omnibus of novels by S M Shade
Meet the crazy neighbors who live on Violent Circle, where normal is a dirty word. Whether it's battling the town to keep an adult toy shop from being shut down, making it through the college years in an apartment full of guys, or struggling to be a single parent, they always stick together.
Book One: Scarlet Toys
Living on Violent Circle, a place that's less of a neighborhood and more of an insane asylum poured into the street, I thought I was prepared for anything. After you've seen a woman strip down at the laundry room to wash the clothes she's wearing, then saunter across the street naked, you've seen it all, right?
How naive I was.
After the factory closed, leaving me and a good portion of the town unemployed, I took a job managing Scarlet Toys. I knew it wouldn't be a typical work environment, selling adult toys in a town more uptight than a constipated nun, but some things you just never see coming.
Like the protesters covered in poison ivy, screaming about smut peddlers.
Or a dancing dinosaur named Fappy.
Or the allure of the man standing in the center of all the chaos.
Wyatt Lawson, a six foot, four inch heap of muscle with a quick smile, ignited my interest in more than the available manager position. Like the missionary one. Or the rodeo. Maybe the side rider. What can I say? I'm an overachiever.
Let's just hope he doesn't scare easily.
Book Two: Frat Hell
Frat Hell.
That's how the whole neighborhood refers to the apartment where I live with three other college students. It's a bit judgmental, considering the neighborhood we live in is more like a zoo than an apartment complex, but not inaccurate. If you put that many young guys together, things are bound to be interesting. I still maintain that the giant water guns filled with poison ivy water were not my idea.
January Dixon.
She's the girl I've lusted after for years. A smart mouth and sharp tongue surrounded by soft beauty and a body I'd give up an organ just to touch. An important organ, like a kidney, not one of those lame ones like a gallbladder.
It's a tricky situation since she lives right down the street, and dating a neighbor generally isn't a good idea. But this is Violent Circle, where normal may as well be a dirty word. Thanks to an impromptu fashion show where I tossed all self-respect aside and strutted my stuff in full bondage gear in front of our small town, she now owes me a date.
And I plan to collect.
Book Three: Clean Start
Everyone knows the rumors about Violent Circle and the crazy inhabitants, but becoming a resident was my best option. These are the kind of decisions you're faced with when you have a baby at eighteen, and your knight in shining armor turns out to be a deadbeat dad in saggy boxers.
Don't get me wrong, my five-year-old son, Aiden, is the love of my life, even when he's telling random strangers I'm constipated, or lecturing his preschool friends on the differences in their anatomy. I wouldn't trade him for anything, but raising him as a single parent while cleaning motel rooms for a living is like walking a balance beam made of sand. One wrong slip, and we're homeless.
It doesn't take us long to adjust to our new home with all its eccentric people, and Aiden is happy here, but danger lurks right across the street. Not in the apartment of the odd woman who always wears a floppy sun hat and trench coat, or the crazy apartment full of college kids. I wish it were that simple.
Neal Chambers, the single father who is ten years my senior, sets off alarms in my head.
Mainly because he sets off other things in my panties.
Genre: Romance
Book One: Scarlet Toys
Living on Violent Circle, a place that's less of a neighborhood and more of an insane asylum poured into the street, I thought I was prepared for anything. After you've seen a woman strip down at the laundry room to wash the clothes she's wearing, then saunter across the street naked, you've seen it all, right?
How naive I was.
After the factory closed, leaving me and a good portion of the town unemployed, I took a job managing Scarlet Toys. I knew it wouldn't be a typical work environment, selling adult toys in a town more uptight than a constipated nun, but some things you just never see coming.
Like the protesters covered in poison ivy, screaming about smut peddlers.
Or a dancing dinosaur named Fappy.
Or the allure of the man standing in the center of all the chaos.
Wyatt Lawson, a six foot, four inch heap of muscle with a quick smile, ignited my interest in more than the available manager position. Like the missionary one. Or the rodeo. Maybe the side rider. What can I say? I'm an overachiever.
Let's just hope he doesn't scare easily.
Book Two: Frat Hell
Frat Hell.
That's how the whole neighborhood refers to the apartment where I live with three other college students. It's a bit judgmental, considering the neighborhood we live in is more like a zoo than an apartment complex, but not inaccurate. If you put that many young guys together, things are bound to be interesting. I still maintain that the giant water guns filled with poison ivy water were not my idea.
January Dixon.
She's the girl I've lusted after for years. A smart mouth and sharp tongue surrounded by soft beauty and a body I'd give up an organ just to touch. An important organ, like a kidney, not one of those lame ones like a gallbladder.
It's a tricky situation since she lives right down the street, and dating a neighbor generally isn't a good idea. But this is Violent Circle, where normal may as well be a dirty word. Thanks to an impromptu fashion show where I tossed all self-respect aside and strutted my stuff in full bondage gear in front of our small town, she now owes me a date.
And I plan to collect.
Book Three: Clean Start
Everyone knows the rumors about Violent Circle and the crazy inhabitants, but becoming a resident was my best option. These are the kind of decisions you're faced with when you have a baby at eighteen, and your knight in shining armor turns out to be a deadbeat dad in saggy boxers.
Don't get me wrong, my five-year-old son, Aiden, is the love of my life, even when he's telling random strangers I'm constipated, or lecturing his preschool friends on the differences in their anatomy. I wouldn't trade him for anything, but raising him as a single parent while cleaning motel rooms for a living is like walking a balance beam made of sand. One wrong slip, and we're homeless.
It doesn't take us long to adjust to our new home with all its eccentric people, and Aiden is happy here, but danger lurks right across the street. Not in the apartment of the odd woman who always wears a floppy sun hat and trench coat, or the crazy apartment full of college kids. I wish it were that simple.
Neal Chambers, the single father who is ten years my senior, sets off alarms in my head.
Mainly because he sets off other things in my panties.
Genre: Romance
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