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M. Garnet


Married 31 years to a Soldier of Fortune (oops we were not supposed to tell anyone what he did, but has passed away, so what the hell), my lovers included a professional Golfer, a highly successful nightclub owner and of course a sports bookie.  I have traveled to most countries and still play poker, but now I prefer it from my small office surrounded by my Mac, my Pc and my flat screen Sony with Cayo, my King Charles Spaniel.

My long and interesting life, a poor child on an old fashioned farm in Kentucky, tours through foundries and automobile assembly plants, running an International Engineering Consulting Company has all given me a wealth of detail to draw from to add to the background of the stories I put on my ‘puters.

Website : http://www.mgarnet.com

Witch's Heat - Cian

Written By: M. Garnet
Series: Witch’s Curse #3
Published By: Extasy Books
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Heat and war: A hot female with her night vision glasses an automatic J2000 strapped to her chest plus her pal, a...
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Heat and war: A hot female with her night vision glasses an automatic J2000 strapped to her chest plus her pal, a four hundred year old warrior.

Sex and war. Can they go together? Well, maybe, if you take a well-trained Special Ops who happens to be female and beautiful, trained to kill with almost any weapon on the board but who loves her J2000 best of all. Add the heat of…well…the heat of a curse placed on a four hundred year old warrior who can make parts of his body show up at weird times, along with flames, and you get fights of every kind. All of them hot, hot, hot.
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Witch's Moisture - Breandon

Written By: M. Garnet
Series: Witch’s Curse #2
Published By: Extasy Books
Heat Level:

Any curse has to have a good side along with the bad, or it will come back to bite the one who placed it. &nbs...
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Any curse has to have a good side along with the bad, or it will come back to bite the one who placed it.
 
The mists that swirl within the highlands of Scotland give a different feeling to each person who sees them. Some find them relaxing and calming, as well as a tie to the past because the mists have been in these valleys longer than man can remember. To some, they were frightening, a reminder of ghosts and demons and those things that go bump in the night. To Breadon, they were what he was now made of; the curse of a witch had transferred him into Moisture until he performed a selfless deed. But since he could only speak, or form a hand, most of the time, he just scared people and floated with the wind and rain, waiting for his chance, waiting centuries for Bethlyn.
 
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Witch's Smoke: Aaron

Written By: M. Garnet
Series: Witch’s Curse #1
Published By: Extasy Books
Heat Level:

If you had to do something really good for someone else to remove a curse, but no one could see you, where would y...
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If you had to do something really good for someone else to remove a curse, but no one could see you, where would you start?
 
Think how much fun it would be if you were a puff of smoke. If you were a naughty ten year old, you would look at your sister’s diary. If you were a teenage boy, you could drift into the girls’ locker room. If you were a man, wait, if you were a man who had been born centuries ago, and you and your brothers had done a thoughtless deed to a sweet young girl and had a curse put on you, well, drifting around as smoke could become something else.
It did not help if the witch who put the curse on you let you form a small part of your body now and then. You could talk, but that often scared people away, a voice from nowhere. You could produce a hand, maybe one foot, and, yep, that impressed people.
Then, after all the centuries of drifting with forest fires, and campfires, and wherever the wind sent you, there was a woman who closed her eyes and only smelled cinnamon and sandalwood. But you needed to do more than just pleasure her with a hand.
 
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