If you love FREE BOOKS or books signed by the author, then you came to the right place.
Beatrice DeSoprontu is gifting A COPY of Vices/Virtues.
If you reside in the continental United States, you are eligible to WIN a SIGNED PRINT COPY of this naughty but nice tale.
However, due to shipping costs, if you live outside the continental United States, you’ll be gifted a kindle copy.
To enter, all you have to do is leave Beatrice a comment or question on her feature from NOW until FRIDAY (November 15th) 11:59 p.m., central time.
On SATURDAY (November 16th), I will randomly select a winner, and their name will be announced on a comment.
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The winner will have until November 21st to claim their prize. If a prize goes unclaimed, then another contestant will be selected.
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~ PRIZE ~
A sexy, erotic novel with heart, Vices/Virtues is a testament to the beauty of life, love and family.
Cristela was bred to be the perfect liar. By day, Cristela is a good-girl poster child. By night, Mistress Clara masters the hidden erotic realm of an S&M dungeon. With her knack for duplicity things should work smoothly except for one complication – friendship. The quirky array of fellow dominatrices at the dungeon are nothing like the stereotypes she expected. Divided between her affection for the girls at the dungeon and her desire to keep her fetish activities secret, Cristela fears her two worlds are colliding. Can Cristela break her history of deceit? In a world of vices and virtues, salvation isn’t something you find, it’s a path you make.
* Excerpt from “Prudence” Chapter 2 of VICES/VIRTUES *
Until I became an adult, I was Cristela Maria Davila, the daughter of Alfredo and Griselda Davila, a Puerto Rican couple who lived in the neighborhood of Jackson Heights, in the borough of Queens, in the city of New York. Soon after marrying, the young couple set up house and Alfredo got a well-paid job as a construction worker. A year after their wedding, my older brother Alex was born. Two years after Alex, I came into the world. Sadly, shortly after my birth, Alfredo suffered a massive heart attack and passed away. I’ve always pictured the moment the heart attack came. Slumping over the pounding jackhammer he was holding, Alfredo lost his grip, causing both man and machine to tumble to the dusty ground.
All of it was a lie.
It was never my aspiration to work in a dungeon. I — real name Cristela, not Clara — already had a day job working at Winchester Court, a four-tower apartment complex on Manhattan’s Upper East Side. The property boasts an indoor garage, sky deck, a fully equipped gym, sauna and an Olympic-sized swimming pool. Most importantly, it has 1,477 separate apartments, which means that every month, over 100 units are either vacated or renewed. I worked as an apartment shower — a person who is kept on call to tour interested parties around the giant labyrinth. By the way, that’s “show-er” as in someone who shows off the apartment complex to prospective tenants, not “shower” the bathroom fixture. Unfortunately for my resume, both words are spelled the same…
Beatrice De Soprontu began writing at the age of four, when she scribbled on the walls with a crayon. Now an adult, she mostly scribbles on her home computer surrounded by her noisy children and their less noisy father. Born and raised in New York City, (which includes: Queens, Bronx, Brooklyn, maybe even Staten Island – a.k.a. the real New York and not the tourist trap that is Manhattan), she enthusiastically travels the world on a budget whenever she gets the chance.
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