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New Release — ALL IN

Tuesday, January 26th, 2016

First release of 2016! Yay, I’m excited. It’s the first of many coming this year, I’m staying busy for sure.

Burke_AllIn LGMy story, All In, is part of Cat Johnson’s HOT SEALs Kindleworld series. I’ve been honored to be able to be part of this adventure. There are a lot of other wonderful books coming out today as well which are part of the same series. So definitely check them out.

My story is a crossover between Tungsten Protective Services and Hot SEALs.


New Release!

Wednesday, June 10th, 2015

Happy Tuesday!

I have a new release out. One in a brand new series.

Will she accept…or walk away leaving him with nothing more than the memory of her touch?

Jamal “Justice” Graham is an officer in the US Coast Guard. He thought his life was perfect until one rainy day when he meets Kassidy Barrow. He can’t get her out of his mind and sets out to pursue her.

Kassidy flies under the radar, trying to please her parents and taking pride in her work at the library. When Justice comes into her life he exposes her to a side she didn’t think she would be experiencing in her life.

His work, her family, and life get in the way and she tries to push him away. He’s a man who lives the USCG motto and Justice is Always Ready. She is the world to him and he doesn’t have any plans on letting her go.

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Join the 12A/12M authors for a FB party!

Friday, April 10th, 2015

Don’t forget today is the day for the FB prerelease party for the boxset 12 Alphas 12 Months. If you have time throughout the day, drop in, say hi. There will be contests, excerpts, cover reveals, and who knows what else. The lovely Angie Daniels is kicking us off at 0900 EST. Hope to see you there!


Facebook party!!

Wednesday, April 8th, 2015

Come one, come all!!


Hello Everyone…it is time to Party! That’s right…the time is now. Join Angie Daniels, Serenity King, Aliyah Burke, Stephanie Burke, Erosa Knowles, Latrivia Nelson, TJ Michaels, Di Topaz, Yvette Hines, Seressia Glass, Maureen Smith and Michelle Monkou, the authors of 12 Alphas 12 Months. A full day party you DON’T WANT TO MISS!

The Spook & The Hacker by Lanna Farrell

Friday, October 31st, 2014

In celebration of Halloween – The first in a new series, the Holiday Cheer Series

Mariah Livingston is a genius with an IQ of 182. As a young child she excelled at hacking computers all over the world and earned her a spot on the Special Unit FBI’s watch list. When they send Undercover Agent Michael Kendrick to take her down. He discovers Mariah only uses her skills to help her family take down criminals or find lost loved ones for families. When Michael reports back the FBI closes the file which leads Michael to dating and falling in love with Mariah. Now a year later the FBI needs her help. When she walks into their underground secret facility, learning they deal with both regular and paranormal people, she meets someone she never expected, A Spook, undercover Special Agent, Michael Kendrick. Never in a million years would she have pictured her lover, best friend, the man she one day dreamt of marrying walking into that office where they have taken her for an interview. Can she forgive him for deceiving her? Only Mariah can decide.



Mick saw Mariah switching shoes as he drove past on his way to work. He felt badly now that he’d kept her in bed way too long this morning. She was a woman he couldn’t just have sex with one time. No, every time he was lucky enough to have her over, he had to have her as many times as he could, providing his junk worked.

It was selfish of him, but she sure hadn’t complained. Mariah was a passionate, beautiful woman who loved sex as much as he did.

This morning, she had been angry with him for delaying her departure. He knew it was an important day for her.

When he saw she was already late, he quickly bee-lined it for the parking lot, so he could get ahead of her to see her off and wish her luck. Watching her jog through the rain, with a scowl on her face, he couldn’t be more in love with her if he tried. Mick knew he would never take Mariah for granted.

He had known her for a couple of years, with it only being during the last year in which they’d developed a relationship.

Mariah, still, to this day, called him her “friend with benefits”. Mick thought their feelings went deeper than that. After today, though, he wasn’t so sure they would have anything left of their love for each other.

The one thing that had bothered Mick was coming to a head today. She would finally know who and what he was. He hoped their love could withstand what she was sure to see as a betrayal, but he wasn’t sure Mariah would forgive him for this.

Now, all he had to do was support her, give her a kiss, and send her to his funeral, in a matter of speaking. Mick was taking a chance with their relationship, but he couldn’t keep the secret from her any longer.

Mariah was a slender woman with fiery dark gray-green flecked eyes which glowed and pierced, especially when she was angry or, in his case, passionately loving him.

Mariah had a slim waist which flared into perfect rounded hips. The black skirt and blazer she wore did nothing to hide her body, only accentuating it more.

“Mick? What are doing here?” Mariah gasped.

He pulled open the door. “Hey, I felt bad. It was my fault you’re so late.”

“Well, don’t blame yourself. I could have told you no.” Her face turned crimson. Mick thought she was adorable when she turned all shy on him.

“I’m here to make sure you still get your chance.” Mick took her hand and guided her toward the security guard who was stationed inside the door.

Mick led her over to the gate, which was the start of the checkpoint. “This is where I stay. Good luck today, Mariah.” he whispered.

She hugged him, then, before she had a chance to pull away, he kissed her. She frowned at him. “Wow, Mick, you’re holding me as if this is that last time you’ll see me. What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing. I’m just trying to wish you luck.” He had to remember how intelligent this woman was.

“Well, okay, then. But, it seems silly you drove all the way over here to wish me luck. Are you feeling okay?” Her wide-eyed innocence was merely a smoke screen; he knew she was trying to figure out something, and she had no idea.

Mick had to break away quickly before he said or did something to send her running away from him and this job interview. Today was the day he had to come clean about his past, as well as reveal his deepest secret. It could tear them apart.

Mick smiled gently. “I’m just fine; really, it was no bother. I just work around the corner.”

Mariah laughed. “Well said, Mick, I’m sorry. You know me; I’m always suspicious. Now, one more thing; do I look okay?” She wore a worried frown.

“Let me take a look.” Mick straightened the tie she had worn today to match her suit. It was black, made of silk. It hung down onto a white buttoned up dress shirt.

He brushed off her blazer. “There, other than being slightly wet, you look great. I love your hair like this. It reminds me of the wonderful night you gave me.”

Mariah’s long hair had curled even more with the humidly in the air and was piled on top her head in a messy bun.

“Do you think it’s too much?” She brushed back the wisps that fell out of the clip and surrounded her face.

“Not at all; you’re sexy as hell. Now, get in there. Mariah, you can do this, I promise.”

He pushed her toward the waiting female security guard.

Until Mariah was hired, he wasn’t allowed to tell her anything, especially about himself. As much as he hated it, keeping his real identity from her was absolutely necessary. He prayed she would forgive him. Mick couldn’t lose her now.


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Scandalous Heroes ~ Last Call by Bridget Midway

Thursday, July 10th, 2014

So today at the Scandalous Heroes page the lovely Bridget Midway is taking over…she promises to be gentle, just sayin’. I hear there will be a contest and other fun things going on. Where is it you ask?? Let me help you out.
So, stop by and hang out with all of us. — with Yvette Hines and 7 others.

Here’s the blurb:

LAST CALL ~Bridget Midway (Amazon Bestseller) *** This is a BDSM interracial contemporary erotic novel***

Eminence Dutton has to make some crucial decisions about work, her struggling love life, and an invitation from a former friend. The only thing that would complicate her life more would be to see her old high school boyfriend.

Keys “Tank” Tanksley thought he had gotten Eminence Dutton out of his system. Now a BDSM Dom, this man does not plan on letting this woman go without being heard or without her experiencing the sting of his whip.

When Tank tries to rekindle the relationship with Eminence, she has to wonder what’s important: her dream or her heart.

A snippet of the tale she’s woven? Of course… Enjoy!

Keys grabbed her hands and placed them on the snap above the zipper in his jeans. He broke the kiss long enough to say, “Make the next move.”

Eminence stared at Keys for a moment, studying his blue eyes that had enraptured her from the first moment she’d met him. He’d made the statement almost daring her to take the next step.

Was she this starved for affection? Did she really need to feel him inside of her right now? Could she forget the hurt and pain from the past to extinguish her lusty flame inside? Could she betray Les like this?

Eminence swept her hand up the front of his pants, feeling an impressive bulge and making him growl his appreciation. Hell, she could screw him like he and Jordie had done to her. Fuck him and then leave him again. She’d already made plans to break up with Les before she even knew Keys stood at the door.

Eminence undid open the snap on his jeans and worked to pull down his zipper when Keys scooped his hands under her butt and lifted her. With only two steps, he carried her over to the desk. She reached back to push her purse to the floor just before he sat her on the top. Using the heels of her stilettos, she snagged his jeans and pulled them down.

“Here in the office?” he asked.

His query reminded Eminence of when he asked her about having sex for the first time in his cramped closet.

“The music’s so loud, no one will hear us,” she replied breathlessly.

Keys pulled up on Eminence’s shirt and brought it over her breasts. “On a desk?”

“Why? You have a closet that might work better?” She cocked a smile at the side of her mouth.

He chuckled. “Good point.” Then he skillfully unsnapped the front clasp of her bra.

Eminence could have sworn she heard Keys thanking God, but she could barely hear anything above the sounds of her heart pounding in her ears. He cupped her breasts and took no time in latching his mouth onto her nipple as his other large hand massaged her.

She raked her fingers over his head. The short stubble tickled her hands. Now she hated his short hairstyle. It would have been great to be able to grab a handful of his hair.

Keys twirled his tongue over her hardened nipple. With her body on auto-pilot, Eminence breathed hard. Her hands trembled. Her legs coiled around his waist.

Do it for you. Do it for you. Don’t think about Les.

If she kept telling herself that, she could excuse what would happen next. Keys dragged his tongue over to her other breast and laved it the same way, sucking it until it felt both painful and pleasurable all at once.

When Eminence didn’t think she could take any more, he circled her nipple with the tip of his tongue. The nipple he’d just suckled he now pinched between his thumb and index finger. The sensation had her writhing on the desk. When Keys squeezed harder, Eminence released a cry…but she didn’t want the feeling to stop.

Years had not dulled his senses. Back then, and now, he knew how to read her body. He made the sensations intense when he knew she could take it, and he backed off when she could no longer handle it without her saying a word, just like a good lover.

Keys stood and clamped his other hand on her now unattended tit. He gave that nipple the same treatment, compessing it while Eminence arched her back and accepted the pain.

“Good. Good. Breathe.” Keys kept his voice low and steady.

Eminence rested her hands on top of his as she released a long exhale. By doing that, she felt relaxed and secured, a strange feeling considering who had control over her body. Just days ago, Eminence would have been fine not seeing Keys again. After a chance meeting and now this, she couldn’t imagine how she’d gone through life without him.

She squeezed her legs around his thighs. After administering another pressing down on both nipples, Keys released one and allowed his masterful hand to coast down her body. He drifted over her belly to between her thighs.

Eminence opened her eyes and stared at the man who looked nothing like the boy in that closet from fifteen years ago. This man owned her at this moment. Keys slid his fingers over her now slick nether lips. He could have dipped his digit into her pussy. Eminence would have welcomed it. Keys abstained.

While keeping his stare on her, he slipped her hardened clit between his fingers. The motion, along with the solid pinch on her nipple, had her mewling. Eminence gripped the sides of the desk as Keys performed his magic on her body.

Keys kept the pressure on her labia while smoothing his hand back and forth until he finally stopped. The pause allowed Eminence to take a needed breath before Keys shocked her again and squeezed her clit between his fingers.

“Oh, God!” Eminence pounded her fist on the desk as Keys played her body like a musician on a piano.

Black Keys. White Keys. It all came back.

All the while, Keys kept his stare on her face. He moved his hand over to Eminence’s other nipple and circled his thumb around it before eventually administering the same punishment on it again.

Although she tried hard to fight against it, Eminence felt her body undulating under Keys’s manipulation. She felt the pressure being released from her aching vagina, which allowed Eminence to catch a much needed second wind. The coolness as Keys removed his hand from her mound had been short-lived as soon as she felt a hard swat against her clit.

“Shit!” Eminence sat up on her elbows. She glared at Keys, who carried the most confident smirk on his face.

While staring back at her, he administered another hit on her pussy, and another. Eminence should have walked…if she could. She should have told this man off. With each hit, her body craved more, a strange reaction to something so out of her character.

Keys had pinched her nipples when they’d dated. That hadn’t shocked her. Back then he would squeeze them, get her reaction, and let them go. Now, it felt as though he had a purpose behind each move. Every grasp, every hit, every look had a meaning behind them.

Eminence had been sucked into Keys’s vortex of power, and she didn’t want to escape. He managed to make her forget about their checkered past or even why she ended up at this club. How Keys made her body feel consumed her.

“Talk to me,” Keys commanded. “Tell me how you feel.”

Eminence, unable to form words, just nodded. She hoped that her nonverbal response would satisfy him.

“No. Talk to me. Tell me how you like this.”

Eminence swallowed first. In gasping breaths, she answered, “Like it. Good. Feels good.”

Keys gave her one hard swat to her pussy that had her legs thrashing. Then he removed his hands from her body for a moment before he held onto her hips and pulled her close to his body. He massaged her hips. “I could do so much with you.” Keys nodded.

Eminence took that moment to corral her senses. She inhaled and on the exhale said, “Take me. Just do it.”

Keys took it upon himself to pull down his boxers, revealing his long and strong cock. Eminence licked her lips at the sight. Any way Keys wanted her right now, he could have her. She wished she could have fought against that urge a bit more. Her body wanted him even if in her heart she hadn’t forgiven him or forgotten the past.

Then Keys did something strange: he stopped. In all their passion and fervor, why had he halted the action? Did he want her to beg for him to fuck her? Hell, who was Eminence kidding? She wanted him to plunge so deep in her that it would make her forget her name, his name, and Les’s name.

“Shit,” he said between gritted teeth.

“What?” Eminence panted as she stared at him.

“Protection.” Keys stared down at his erection as though she couldn’t understand what he meant. “I don’t have any on me. Didn’t expect something like this to happen.”

“It’s fine. I’m still on The Pill.” She pulled him in closer using her legs.

Unfortunately, even with her bit of news, Keys remained cemented in his spot.

Eminence craned her head up again. This time she supported her upper body with her elbows. “You don’t trust me?”

Keys said nothing, but his waning dick spoke volumes. “Hurts not being trusted, doesn’t it?” Newsletter group –

My Writing Process – Blog Tour

Monday, April 28th, 2014

Happy Monday, y’all!

I want to say thank you to the lovely and talented Ms. Gynger Fyer for allowing me to partake in this blog tour.

Below are my four answers to the questions posed about my writing process.

1) What am I working on?

Currently I’m finishing up some contemporaries as well as some paranormals. Next month starts my time of writing historicals. Some of what I’m working on are in series that you know and some are in upcoming series. The next in the Interludes series. One for the Astral Guardians series and a paranormal that as of this moment, doesn’t have a home but I will tell you, it’s a shifter story. *grin* Yep, that’s all I’m sharing.

2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I think what makes my work, and every authors work, different is our voice. How we tell our stories.

3) Why do I write what I do?

Because I write what the characters tell me what to write. I’m not a plotter. I don’t sit down and say, okay, I need to do this this and this. The characters come to me and say, this is who I am, write my story. We will guide you.

4) How does your writing process work?

As I mentioned above, it’s the characters who deem how the story will go. When people talk to me about turning points, and plot points, etc, my eyes tend to glaze over. I tell stories, the characters know them way better than I do and I trust myself to listen to them. Yes, at times it gives me characters that have me scratching my head but…really, isn’t that what human life is about? Nothing is a given, not a person’s reaction to a situation or how we feel they should be responding. Every one of us, whether we’ve done it X way twenty thousand times, that twenty thousand and one, may be when it’s done Y way. I love the journey, the unknown, and I hope, with each story that I create and pen, I am able to take my readers on the same journey’s of ups/downs/and of course, many, many twists and turns.

Now, for next week, I’ve chosen these three authors so make sure you go to their sites and check out not only their writing processes but also the authors they tag. Who knows, you may find a new author to read!

Alexandra O’Hurley:

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Bio: Alex is a multi-published, bestselling erotic romance author.  An avid reader and poet, she turned to erotic fiction after falling in love with the genre over a decade ago.  Published since 2009, Alex writes all over the genre map, be it Ménage, Paranormal, Historical, Contemporary, or Sci-Fi Erotic Romances.


Taige Crenshaw:





Taige Crenshaw is an multi-published author with books available at Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Liquid Silver Books, Totally Bound and Loose Id.

She writes novels set in today between people who know what they want and  how to get it. As well as in the future of vast universes between beautiful, strange and unique beings with lots of spice and sensuality added to her work.


Yvette Hines:




I’m just Yvette Hines. An erotica author that loves pleasurable hours between the sheets. Whether it is a blended tale of interracial lovers, the clandestine bite and wicked passion of a paranormal lover or the sting of a commanding whip against tender flesh. Even better, make my day and toss in two gorgeously, decadent men who only want to pleasure their woman. Oooh, yeah, now we’re talking. I write erotica because I love it. I’m a Scorpio, so I’m sensual by nature and that just makes me naughty. {giggle}

I’ve been penning erotic tales since 2007, on the hedonistic side of the romance genre. But, I’m eclectic by nature, so I bet I can tell you things that would surprise you. You ready?

I’m married to my best friend. A guy that makes me laugh ’til I can’t breathe. A man who steals my breath every time he walks into a room. A partner that isn’t afraid to bend me over his knees whether I’m good or bad. Oops, that might be one of those TMI moments. {side lip bite} I believe in happily ever after like the rising of the sun depended on it. To me, sex and romance together is essential as gravity to humans remaining firmly planted on earth, they are a connected must. Still haven’t shocked you yet, well then, what would you say if I told you I’m a Christian. Hmm, that made you pause didn’t it. I’m also a part of Christian Erotica Romance Writers. I know, most of you are thinking that is an oxymoron. No problem, it is just who I am.

I enjoy long walks on the beach… well, I do, but really I love meeting readers, going to conference, writing with my fellow authors in a coffee shop, attending BDSM events and Christmas.

Oh, now we are getting to the good stuff. What do I write: Short and Sexy, Sensual Erotica. Yup, that’s me, SASSE Yvette Hines. So, do I only write short stories, primarily. Heck, we live in a society where a lot of people have to have 2-3 jobs, so it doesn’t leave a lot of time to finish a bunch of full length manuscripts. So, I try to give quality short stories. {If you don’t get that from one of my books, send me an email. Please don’t post it to my Facebook page, my group loop, ARe Cafe or blast me on Amazon or ARe store. Just drop me a respectable line and I’ll thank you for your honesty and grow stronger.} Contemporary interracial erotic romance stories are my main releases. I also write paranormal, menage and fantasy. What is my favorite thing to write? I’m glad you asked, Holiday stories with BDSM themes.

Well, I think I have said enough at the moment. Feel free to drop me a line or ask me questions anytime.

Keepin’ It SASSE! {KIS!}

Thank you!!!

Friday, March 21st, 2014

I have to say, I love my readers. Y’all’s support is wonderful and unbelievable. Thank you so much for putting Preconception in the top 100 at Amazon in multicultural stories. I’m so humbled by this support. Y’all are awesome!

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Happy Sunday!

Sunday, December 8th, 2013

Don’t forget, this is still going on. Meet new authors, check out new books! Have fun!!

A Naughty Little Christmas boxed set — Yvette Hines’ excerpt

Monday, November 25th, 2013

Ohh, it’s Monday. Normally a start to another long week. Well, not today for we have Yvette Hines’ excerpt from her story in the A Naughty Little Christmas boxset, Illicit Christmas.

Illicit Christmas
Yvette Hines

“Aaah!” Looking up she saw a man walking along the side of the road. “Oh, my God, don’t let me hit him.” Honking her horn and jerking the wheel left toward the street she swerved around, barely missing him, until the rear of her car fishtailed. Thump!
Tires screeched as she slammed on the brakes. Throwing the car into park, she slung the door open, vaulted out of the car and ran towards the back of it. A man lay on the ground illuminated in the red glow of her taillights.
“Are you okay? Are you okay?” She kneeled down beside him and fanned her hand over his face. “Sir…sir?”
“If there’s any mercy left in the word, you’ll stop yelling.” His head rolled toward her, gaze locking.
Reaching out, she brushed her fingers along the side of his forehead. “You’re bleeding.”
“And I’ve just been touched by an angel. A pretty caramel-brown angel.” He smiled.
Her stomach flipped. “How do you feel? Can you sit up?”
“You betcha.” Proving his words true, he sat up. He reached his hand up to feel his head and winced. Looking at the blood on his fingertips, he declared, “Good thing I have a hard head. I think I’ll live.” Sitting there with his dark hair falling over his brow made him look like a modern James Dean.
Unwillingly, her lips turned up on the sides. The humor behind his words caused her to do what she hadn’t done in a year–smile. What was it about this man?
“I’m sorry…my car hit a bump…and I didn’t see you…until it was too late.” She knew she was rambling.
The lopsided smile he gave her let her know he knew it too. “No sweat. I shouldn’t have been walking in the dark.” He held her eye contact.
His level gaze caused her stomach to flip-flop again. “Were you headed somewhere?”
Rising to his feet, he closed his eyes for a moment and took a breath as if to stabilize himself. Opening them again, he swiped his hand across the back of his pants removing the dirt and gravel. “My car broke down before the exit ramp. I was on my way to town.”
She stood as well, almost meeting him eye to eye. He had to be an inch or two over six feet, she was five ten and he still had her by a bit. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Noticing her height, his gaze traveled down the length of her body. Returning to her face, he lifted an eyebrow and inclined his head. It was an appreciative gesture like when one sees the value in a work of art. “Peachy.”
Tingling sensations ran down the front of her body everywhere his gaze touched. She cleared her throat. “I’m going into town. I could give you a lift.”
“Didn’t your mother teach you not to pick up strangers?” he questioned.
“Yea.” She looked at his wound. “I could leave you out here to bleed to death if you’d prefer?”
The sky chose that moment to open up and present a show of force. Cold, fat drops of rain battered their clothes.
“I believe I’ll take you up on your offer.”
They darted towards her car. Once inside they closed the door against the heavy wind. “It’s always great when a man can see reason.” She rolled up the driver’s side window.
He laughed, deep and masculine. She liked it.
The interior of the car was dark, caused by the overhead lamp that broke years ago. Doug promised to fix it, but never got around to it.
Thunder rumbled outside.
Not wanting to think about her ex, she stuck her hand out in his general direction. “Amber.”
Lightening shot from the sky, light flashed in the car as if someone were taking a picture of them. Of that moment.
Seeing her hand, he grasped it. “Chris.”
For a moment, they sat just like that, in silence, neither of them moving.
His thumb stroked the back of her hand then let go.

Yvette Hines

There are 8 stories within this collection by bestselling authors. Check out the blurbs below and don’t forget, this 8 story collection is only $.99!!

Cowboy Jackpot Series, Book 1
Randi Alexander
Award Winning Novella. A lucky first kiss in front of a Las Vegas slot machine pays off big for bull rider Boone Hancock and college student Gigi Colberg-Staub.
The 19th Precinct, Book 1.5
Ann Bruce
When injured vice cop Sergio Ramirez accepts Noelle Mason’s offer to help him, she has no idea the danger she faces, most of it from her desire to share her bed with him.
Aliyah Burke
Recuperating in wintery Massachusetts, Heath Dixon gives cold-hating Kassia Green something much hotter to focus on. But can he keep her after Christmas? Like…forever?
Opal Carew
Given one chance to break the curse which has held Angelique in its grip for two hundred years, she is faced with a heart-rending decision. Can she sacrifice Nick’s happiness for her own freedom?
Dawn Halliday
In the wintery Highland mountains, Aileen and Niall unleash their forbidden passion. But Aileen is promised to another this Christmas, and the wicked Lowlander will stop at nothing to have her.
Yvette Hines
Even during the holidays a woman can have one reckless night that will change her life forever…especially when the man she was with is determined to prove they belong together.
Christin Lovell
After being apart from each other for a year, Libby and Tyler realize their feelings for one another are more than platonic. Are they willing to risk years of friendship on a chance at love?
Paige Tyler
Hayley Knowles has always fantasized about getting spanked by her husband, Conner. But how can she possibly ever get her husband to do it, especially since she’s too shy to tell him? This is the holiday season, though, so maybe Hayley might get exactly what she wants for Christmas!

Excited?? Hope so, below you’ll find where you can purchase. Enjoy!!