Guest Post with Author Melissa Kendall

Welcome author Melissa Kendall. Melissa is here to chat about her newest release, Curve My Appetite.

I am a 37 year-old stay at home mum and part-time Software Support Consultant. I live in Perth Western Australia the second most isolated capital city in the world with the nearest city over 2000km away.

I've always loved to read and write and spent most of my teens scribbling poetry and short stories on any scrap of paper I could get my hands on. Over the years as daily life pressures got in the way I lost the passion for it. After my son was born, I discovered e-books and my interest in writing was rekindled. It has been a large part of my life ever since.

I write a little bit of everything but contemporary erotic romance is my favourite genre. Keep up with what's happening with me by clicking the images below.

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Can Fantasy Become Reality?

I am so excited to be here today to share with you my first 1NS book and first Decadent book as well.

I am sure most of us, at one time or another in our lives, have fantasised about being with someone famous. That however is how it stays purely fantasy. When Sally Austens sends her request to Madame Eve on the urging of her best friend she decides to request her ultimate fantasy never expecting in a million years for it to happen. As always, however, Madame Eve has a trick or two up her sleeve.

So my question to you is if you could go on a date with your ultimate fantasy who would it be?

Mine just out of interest would be Johnny Depp that man is like fine wine only gets better with age.

Thank you all for dropping by I hope you enjoy my addition to the fabulous Decadent 1Night Stand Series

Melissa Kendall

Sally Austens' sexual experience is limited and unsatisfactory at best. Now, as she turns thirty, it looks like the relationship train has missed her stop. When a friend tells her about 1Night Stand and suggests it might just change her life, she's skeptical but shoots for the stars when asking for her perfect date. Go big or go home, right?

Dean Martorino lives in the public eye. Surrounded on a daily basis by society's idea of stunning beauty, he longs for a woman with curves he can get lost in. At the suggestion of his long-time friend and manager, Dean shares his secret with Madame Eve hoping she can find him a match to fill his arms and satisfy his desires.

Can Sally accept the beauty Dean sees in her long enough to curve his appetite or will they both go home hungry?

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For the umpteenth time, Dean checked his phone. Still no text. He sighed in frustration. Thirty minutes after they'd agreed to meet, and no sign of his date.

His misgivings about the 1Night Stand concept weren't eased by the fact she hadn't arrived yet. He longed for something different, but one-night stands were not his usual idea of fun. He preferred long-term relationships. Jerry, his best friend had assured him Madame Eve's services were more love matches than sex.

He'd laughed, at first, finding the whole idea ridiculous. He doubted even the mystical Madame Eve could find his perfect woman. Jerry had laughed, too, but then he got serious and asked, “What do you have to lose?”

Dean's regular fitness regime kept him in shape and looking good for thirty-five. The women he met were stick-thin, self-obsessed, and semi-plastic, typical of the industry he worked in. Most of them were pretty, and though he'd dated a few, they weren't what he fantasized about. No, in his dreams, the ladies all had natural and much curvier figures.

Big, curvy women had always fascinated him. Because he lived his life in the public eye, he'd been reluctant to go after what he wanted. At his age, though, with his career on the downhill slide, he realized he didn't care anymore. He'd had his time in the spotlight. He wanted to settle down and have a family. Hence, he'd decided to find someone who loved him, not his public persona. He'd spent too long denying his true identity.

A knock made his heart skip a beat. She's here. After a quick check in the mirror, he steeled himself and opened the door.

His mouth went dry and all coherent thought fled. Even if he had the words to express how she blew him away, he didn't think he could find his voice. He ogled the gorgeous, buxom brunette standing in the doorway. His admiration cut short, as her face paled.

“You're—” She stopped talking mid-sentence, her eyes rolled back into her skull.

Reacting on instinct, he reached out and wrapped his hands around her waist, trying to catch her before she hit the ground. However, instead of stopping her from falling, he was pulled to the carpet, too, both of them crashing in a heap.

Women fainted around him all the time. It no longer freaked him out. It was, however, the first time he'd fallen to the floor with one. Her pulse thumped strongly under his fingers. Relief washed over him; she was okay. The ridiculousness of it all hit him and a deep belly laugh escaped his lips.

Even with the less than successful start to his date, the feel of her in his arms had parts of him standing to attention. His curiosity dictated he find out more. Madame Eve had made an excellent choice. She might have found the perfect woman after all.