Lesbian Ghost Hunters Omnibus (English Edition) [Kindle-editie] beoordelingen het boek quotes

Lesbian Ghost Hunters series, now in one convenient package! Buying these 9 novelettes separately would cost $21.92 -- but now you can have them for just $6.99! When a beautiful young maid is being menaced by a ghost, there’s nothing she can do except lie back and enjoy it—until what she fears the most happens: they’re caught. Mysterious, dark-eyed R.J. knows exactly what’s happening to her. But she also knows exactly how to deal with it... R.J. is a ghost hunter, and she has a particular way of dealing with ghosts--you have to give them release. The two of them soon find themselves on a cross-country roadtrip full of beautiful and dangerous women, love, lust, and--most of all--sex. Included in this omnibus are all 9 novelettes: Wake-Up Call (#1) Carnival Games (#2) Nursing Wounds (#3) Nun Too Gently (#4) Tied in Knots (#5) The Road to Hell (#6) High Spirits (#7) Club Dead (#8) The Ghost of a Chance (#9) ...plus a bonus short story about the ghost hunters! BONUS STORY: The Spirit of the Forest Molly and R.J. visit a national park and meet an absentminded “daughter of the forest.” EXCERPT: Xylia sang for us as the moon rose, a form of entertainment that I was so eager to stop that I nearly kissed her just so her mouth would be occupied with something else. I think R.J. had the same idea, because as one song finally petered to a close, she slipped a finger under one of Xylia’s ghostly hemp bracelets and said in a low tone, “You have a beautiful voice.” “Thank you,” she said. “Do you want to hear anoth—?” “How about we dance for the moon goddess now?” I said, jumping out of my seat. I didn’t think I could stand to hear another verse. I stripped out of my T-shirt as fast as I could, tossing it aside. My pants quickly followed it, as did my socks and shoes, until I stood shivering in the blue light of the ghost lamp. R.J. raised her eyebrows at me, smirking, and I flushed. I’d never been so eager to get naked before, and I knew she knew it. “What do you think, goddess?” asked R.J., her tone smooth as honey as she brushed her fingers over Xylia’s hand. “Shall we dance for you?”