Alaska Black Gold Box Set (BWWM)

By Erica Storm

Alaska Black Gold Box Set

This book (BWWM, Interracial, African American, and Multicultural) is for individuals 18 and over.

Alaska Black Gold Part 1
Chance Gold:
“If I want a woman, I order one.”
Chance Gold never met a woman he couldn’t walk away from, never met a challenge he couldn’t overcome, and never walked away from an opportunity to make money. With everything going his way, why should he change his ways, that is, until Olivia Grant saunters into his world and turns it upside down.
Olivia Grant
“Men are a pain to deal with. If I need a man, I can just reach for a battery and I’m good to go.”
Olivia Grant doesn’t believe in fairytales and Prince Charming and she doesn’t believe there is gold at the end of the Rainbow. Her girlfriend convinces her that if they just go to Alaska for a few months, all their troubles will be over. Against her better judgment, she goes along where she meets the irresistible, tall, devilishly handsome Chance Gold who will rock her world and have her reaching for the Gold.
Alaska Black Gold Part 2
Chance Gold:
“I crawled into bed tired and sleepy after long hours of work and had the best sex of my life. Who would believe the dream I had. The terrific sex. Almost real but a dream of course. I could feel the woman’s warm supple body under me and her skin, soft and smooth. I had fantasized about sleeping with a black woman, and that’s probably why my dream was so real to me, down to her silky brown skin and curly dark hair. What I hadn’t counted on was waking up and losing this dream.”
Olivia Grant
“When I fell into bed, I would never have imagined that I would wake up with Chance Gold, minus my virginity, and maybe pregnant.”

Alaska Black Gold Part 3
Chance Gold thirty something, handsome, and rich wakes up to discover that he’s finally in love but not with his wife. He’s in love with a woman who doesn’t want him and she says she’s pregnant.
Does Olivia expect Chance to disappear out of her life?

Olivia Grant makes a mistake when she sleeps with the arrogant, rich, and gorgeous Chance Gold but the surprise is on her when he announces he’s married. Is she pregnant and is Chance really married, or is this just a ploy by both of them to break away because they have fallen in love with each other? Does Chance want to get rid of Olivia by telling her he’s married?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erica Storm
• Release date: Nov 29, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311272737

Erica Storm

Hi, I'm Erica Storm and I write spicy erotica and erotic romance. I have over fifty short titles and box sets to arouse your senses. If you don't have the time to invest in a long novel, you can read my short stories on the go as you wait in the checkout lines. "When you read erotica you feel alive." Happy reading!

Book preview

I’m not sure whether I’m sleeping or awake. I’m too tired to be awake. I have to be dreaming. That’s why I’m not startled when I feel a warm hand, touching, fondling, and arousing me. Can this be a wet dream Carrie talks about?

Chapter 1: Olivia

What’s up tonight, Olivia? You’re searching through the papers looking for another job I see. Can’t you relax, you’re making me nervous. You take things too serious, Carrie says to me with her big not so innocent eyes studying me.

And you stick your head in the sand and pretend that things don’t exist. I turn my computer to the side and let her see what is left in my bank account. And I motion to the pile of unpaid bills setting to the side, held down by a rock, a large one.

Chill. I’ll just call my mother and ask her to borrow some money.

Didn’t you do that last month to help me pay your portion of the rent? Are you planning on getting a job anytime soon? I ask Carrie. She hunches her shoulder and drinks her energy drink. 

If all else fails, we can go to Alaska and get jobs and see some great looking men. I hear there are ten men to one woman. They don’t get to see two gorgeous women in the flesh every day. Carrie struts around looking in the mirror. She’s pale with dark brown hair and blue eyes. Maybe five feet three inches in three inch heels. Pretty by most standards.

I think I’m an average looking black girl with hair to my shoulders that I get straightened when I can find a hairdresser that does black hair in Seattle. Most of the salons do weaves and they cost an arm and a leg. And now I don’t have two nickels to rub together.

Don’t flatter yourself, Carrie. Where did you hear about Alaska men?

On the internet.

Yeah, on the internet. So it must be true, I say to her with a smirk and a roll of my eyes. That’s yesterday’s news. Like back in the day news.

Things couldn’t have changed that much. Here’s an ad. Carrie plops down on the side of the bed and she opens this newspaper article from the Seattle Times. Wanted young women to work hard for a few months at a lucrative job. Willing to pay top dollar, provide lodging, food, and airfare.

There’s something suspicious about that. If it looks too good to be true, it probably is. It doesn’t say what the job is and it doesn’t say what the pay is. We could be lured to Alaska by a serial killer or worse yet a sexual predator and serial killer.

If we both go, and you know, and I know we need the money, we can look out for each other. I’m going with or without you, Carrie says flashing her big blue eyes at me."

I don’t know.

You’re so suspicious, Olivia. What’s up with that?

That’s not suspicion you see in my eyes. I’m just being careful. Do you remember when you were trying to sell your car on Craigslist? I tried telling you that meeting guys at a burger stand wasn’t how that’s done. Now you’re out of a car.

You were the one who gave up my car, Carrie says to me.

What did you want me to do? When his partner pulled a gun on me and said to un-ass the car? I tried to un-ass it as soon as possible, and I gave him money for gas. He looked desperate.

You didn’t have to give him the rent money too?

Honey when a black man says he’s desperate, you don’t argue, you just give him what he wants. If he had asked me to give him a piece, I would have done that too, but not without a fight. I didn’t stay a virgin just to hand it over that easy. Carrie saw my eyes narrow and one eyebrow raise and she knew that I was upset, she knew where the conversation was going, so she quickly changed the subject back to a trip to Alaska.

Where’s your sense of adventure? We can meet some really great sexy guys in the outback.

We’re not going to Australia, we’re going to Alaska, and that’s a whole different kind of place. We could meet some really ugly sex fiends who hasn’t had a lay in years. It’s a wilderness out there and men hunt with guns and they don’t just hunt animals.

Look at it this way. We have been meeting some ugly sex fiends in Seattle. You know the ones who saw FSOG a thousand times. I nod and laugh.

"Remember what happened to me at the neighborhood bar. I go home with this guy because I’m drunk, and its dark in the bar, and I think he’s hot. He has this great body but I don’t get a good look at him because of all those frigging candles. Then I have to call you from my cell phone because he has me in this room he calls it his red room, but it looks nothing like Christian’s Grays red room.

It’s a little closet in his mother’s house. Thank god I have it on speaker phone when I’m whispering, ‘Help! Help! Call 911!’"

Chapter 2: Olivia

When I can focus, he takes out a rope and this gag, and he’s ready to tie me up and whip my ass, and I can’t take whippings because I bruise easily because of my delicate skin. I try explaining this to him, and I sober up, I look at him, and he’s uglier than I first thought. The kind of man only a mother would love.

Wait. You’re saying if he was good looking you would have let him tie you up, gag you, and spank your behind?

Maybe, she says hunching her shoulder and shooting a grin at me. Do you remember that night?

How can I forget that? I had just sat down at a dinner with another loser but this loser was planning on buying me a lobster dinner and you ruined that. I had to call the police and try and locate you before he tied you up to the ceiling fan naked. When the police and the fireman get there you are wearing handcuffs, a blindfold, and not a stitch of clothes.

That fireman was hot with his big biceps, and boy did he have something big and thick between his legs. We had a few dates before I moved on. He was more of a freak than that ugly dude, Carrie says with a wide smile showing her well-polished white teeth.

I was pissed with you because I lost a dinner that night and almost a friend. Carrie hugs me, happy she has a friend. I don’t know who would put up with her. She