The Bad Blue Curvy Romances Boxset Books 5-8: The Hot, Steamy and Dark Collection, #6

By Catherine Tramell

This is the Second volume in the Bad Blue Curvy Romances Box Set.

EACH BOOK IN THIS BOX SET IS A FULL-LENGTH STEAMY STANDALONE ROMANTIC ROMACE WITH A HEA THAT WILL LEAVE YOU WANTING FOR MORE. CHECK IT OUT IF YOU LOVE HOT NAUGHTY BILLIONAIRE BAD BOYS.

                             

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BOOK5: Loving Scarlet

The real blue and curvy had come to Hood River, but is she bad, too?

Hood River's scandalous bad girl, Scarlet Wright, had always been wrong for many people around her. She had always been assumed to become like her mother – a husband stealer. One bad rumor caused her life to turn upside-down and imprisoned. Now, she vows to become like her mother.

But Carl Monroe, a young deputy sheriff, always blocks her plans. Worse – perhaps fortunately – he discovered her secret. Will it be enough to tame, punish, control, or own her? Or will it be worth to love Scarlet?

 

BOOK SIX: Keeping Sylvia

Gabriel "Gum" Tatum returned to Hood River as a widower firefighter. He shied away from the dating game to focus on his three-year-old son. He may have lost his wife, but life was still perfect for him. Until Sylvia Gray claimed that he was not the real father of the little boy.

He hated Sylvia for turning his perfect life into a perfect lie. He chose to believe the lies as the truth. To do that, he had to keep her away. But what if she becomes the only truth in his life?

 

BOOK SEVEN: Remembering Sally

REUNITE WITH RYAN DAWSON AND SALLY GONZALO OF TAMING SALLY!!!

Waking up from a month-long coma, Ryan Dawson can't remember and refuse to believe a single thing about the past five years of his life – even the fact of marrying Sally, having two kids with her, and being the new boss of the Gonzalo Construction Company. For him, he is still a carpenter and a fool for Lorena while Sally Gonzalo is only his boss's daughter.

Sally Dawson refuses to let Ryan forget about her. But how long will she fight for a husband that had become a fool for another woman? Will it be better to let him go or do everything to make him remember her?

 

BOOK EIGHT: Finding Emily

Curious about how Scarlet's mother became the infamous bad, blue, and curvy bitch of Hood River? This is her story.

Finding a new life in Phuket, Thailand, Emily works hard to regain her dignity for Scarlet's sake. But a usual accusation of her being a slut got publicized on the national TV and caught the attention of Marcus Ruiz, an exiled Mafia lord. He wanted her as his slave; she saw him as another curse.

Will Emily remain cursed and become a slave to a man again? Or will Marcus be the man who'll help find Emily's happiness back in Hood River?

 

Each Book in this series is a standalone and can be read in any order.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Catherine Tramell
• Release date: Jan 31, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215984994

Catherine Tramell

Catherine loves reading and writing romance LGBT stories with unexpected twists and unusual twists. She loves seeing her fantasies take shape on the page and sharing her most private thoughts with the world. Her stories are always hot and steamy.Read one of her short stories and she'll become one of your favorite authors!Receive a notification when she publishes a new book by subscribing to her email list:https://www.subscribepage.com/[e-mail] me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CathRomanceAuthor

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Loving Scarlet

Scarlet

I had been seen through my mother’s deeds

No one dared to see through me

No one cared of how I felt being misjudged

Until Carl Monroe forced his way through me

And forced me to show who I truly am at heart

But will the real me be enough for him to love?

The real blue and curvy had come to Hood River, but is she bad, too?

Keeping Sylvia

Gabriel

I never had a family until I met my wife

When I lost her, I was contented with our son

But then Sylvia Gray came to destroy it

Telling me that all I had were only lies

So I have to keep her away from me, my son,

And especially my heart

Remembering Sally

She’s the boss’s daughter, but they say she’s my wife

She insists that I promised to love only her

But it’s a promise I couldn’t remember

If I did love Sally Gonzalo like they say I did

Why am I fool for another woman and not her?

Did my heart forget how much I loved her?

Or it only needs to fall in love all over again?

REUNITE WITH RYAN DAWSON AND SALLY GONZALO OF TAMING SALLY!!!

Finding Emily

Emily

Men are my curse; I am a curse to them, too

When they don’t love me, I become their bitch.

When I love them, they are taken away from me.

I long for my own romance, my own happiness

But I become scared knowing that it’ll be taken away

Marcus Ruiz wanted me to believe he’s different.

Will I be his bitch, or will he be gone from me?

Curious about how Scarlet’s mother became the infamous bad, blue, and curvy bitch of Hood River? This is her story.

This is the first volume in the Bad Blue Curvy Romances Box Set.

Each Book in this series is a standalone and can be read in any order.

DISCLAIMER: Though it promises a sweet and happy romance, the story contains some dark erotic scenes, such as forced sex and a threesome. If you are not interested in these types of erotic scenes, then this book might not be for you. But beware. The romance could be the fantasy you yearn for. So don't miss out!

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BOOK FIVE: LOVING SCARLET

INTRODUCTION

Scarlet

I had been seen through my mother’s deeds

No one dared to see through me

No one cared about how I felt being misjudged

Until Carl Monroe forced his way through me

And forced me to show who I truly am at heart

But will the real me be enough for him to love?

The real blue and curvy had come to Hood River, but is she bad, too?

Hood River’s scandalous bad girl, Scarlet Wright, had always been wrong for many people around her. She had always been assumed to become like her mother – a husband-stealer. One bad rumor caused her life to turn upside down and imprisoned her. Now, she vowed to become like her mother.

But Carl Monroe, a young deputy sheriff, always blocks her plans. Worse – perhaps, fortunately – he discovered her secret. Will it be enough to tame, punish, control, or own her? Or will it be worth it to love Scarlet?

Loving Scarlet is the fifth book of The Bad Blue Curvy Romances, a series of stand-alone HEA romances between blue-collar workers and the beautiful, feisty, and curvy women of Hood River.

DISCLAIMER: Though it promises a sweet and happy romance, the story contains some dark and erotic scenes such as forced sex and dubious consent. If you are not interested in these types of erotic scenes, then this book might not be for you. But beware. The romance could be the fantasy you yearn for. So don't miss out!

The book is intended for mature audiences.

Chapter One

Scarlet

Samuel Brown jumped on the bed after stripping nude in front of me. He flashed an arrogant smile while shaking his filthy, short cock at me. I almost puked! But I managed to smile dearly at him while stripping down to my lingerie. I took two glasses of wine and offered him one.

Let's fuck. I know you want this. Samuel shoved the wine away and enticed me by rubbing his cock.

I gnawed my teeth and offered him the wine again. When he refused, I sniffed like a sulking little girl. He rolled his eyes and pulled me to the bed. I pushed him and sat at the far corner. He crawled to my side and planted soft and wet kisses on my shoulder. Ugh! I wanted to spit in his face! I shrugged my shoulders to push him away.

Fine. He gave up and took the wine from me. What’s the problem? You’re the one who invited me here.

The edges of my lips curved into a triumphant smile when he drank all the wine. He threw away the glass and pulled me close to him. He cupped my face and slid his mouth into mine like a hungry frog. I wanted to bite his tongue, but I had to keep up the act. After giving him a fake moan from his disgusting kiss, I pushed him away and sobbed.

What is it again?

I just can’t believe that this is our first and last night, I told him. I wanted to give myself to you, but tomorrow, you’ll be married to Janice.

I rolled my eyes when he comforted me with his horny kisses. Asshole. He was getting married to Janice Shaw tomorrow, but he still took a risk in spending the night with me. I thought my revenge would be a failure after failing to seduce him for two weeks.

Yes. This was the beginning of my revenge against Janice Shaw and her friends. I can’t take revenge on all of them, but ruining Janice’s wedding would already be enough. Avenging her minions would only be bonuses. Who’s Janice Shaw? Just the nightmare of my life. Now, I’ll be her nightmare.

You can be my mistress. Samuel tried to kiss me, but I pushed him away.

But I don't want to be a mistress! It was true. But I followed it with a lie when I told him, I want to be yours. I'm not asking for marriage. I just want to be free to be with you when I want to.

Swallowing the disgust, I reached for his cock and gave him a hand job. He smiled widely and reached for my breasts, but I shoved his hand and stopped playing with his cock. His face turned red with frustration. He pushed me to the bed and yelled, What do you want?!

I want you to be mine! I declared. You can fuck me all you want. I’ll do everything you want. Satisfy you every night. I just want you to be mine.

Samuel’s eyes blinked. Another triumphant smile formed across my face. The sleeping drug mixed into the wine worked well, but the asshole kept fighting it. I stood up from the bed and walked away from him. He panicked and grabbed me back.

Do you want me to leave Janice? he asked with a frown. You haven’t even proven yourself to me. How dare you demand...

Then maybe someone would want me on his side other than you, I snapped. I’m Scarlet Wright. Half of the men in this city would love to make me into their exclusive whore. All I want in return is exclusivity, too. You want me to be your whore? Then be the only man for me.

Samuel glared at me. His cock had become harder and crazy to take me. Fear crept through me. His resistance to the sleeping drug was strong. I was afraid that he could still force me to give myself to him. I will never let that happen.

I spent months planning this revenge. The plan was simple – seduce Samuel and make him leave Janice days before their wedding. This was not the first time he tried to have sex with me, but I kept him thirsty each time. I wanted him to be crazy over me.

Just like every boy in our high school, Samuel had once claimed that he had sex with me, but it was all lies. His lie made him desperate and curious about having sex with me. He had told a lie and wanted it to become true. And my continued denial intensified his desire. This night was my last shot. It was also his last shot to have a taste of me.

After seeing him become sleepier, I walked closer to him. Caressing his face gently, I whispered, You can always marry Janice again after I get tired of you.

Samuel looked at me with wide, shocked eyes. He laughed hard and shook his head in disbelief. You’re one hell of a bitch!

The bitch you could never have if you marry Janice. Samuel frowned angrily. He grabbed and pushed me to the bed. My heart thumped hard in terror, but I hid my fear by calming him with soft kisses. I reached for his phone and handed it to him. Call her. Just win her over again after a few months.

I gathered all my strength and pushed him aside. Not wasting my time, I put on my blouse and headed to the door.

Fine! I'm doing it! I looked at Samuel. He raised his phone and dialed Janice's number. I told him to put the call on speaker mode. Like a fool, he followed. Janice greeted him in an excited tone. I removed my blouse again when I saw him waver. Samuel's eyes sparkled after I dropped my skirt. I raised an eyebrow at him, making him choose Janice or me. In a groggy tone, he told his bride, There will be no wedding.

Janice laughed, thinking it was a joke. I sat next to Samuel and reached for his cock again. He moaned on the phone, and I forced myself to giggle. Janice's tone changed into a jealous one when she began to ask questions. I clenched my jaw and kissed Samuel's chest while playing with his wild cock. Tell her, I said aloud.

I removed my hand from his shaft when he hesitated. Samuel panicked, and I kept my hands on his cock. While glaring at me, he declared, I’m not going to marry you.

He found someone new, I added and turned off the phone. Samuel’s eyebrows met. I faked a giggle and kissed his forehead. I want you now. Let’s make love until tomorrow night, shall we?

The asshole smiled brightly. Fuck! I shouldn’t have done this. I should’ve let Janice marry this pig. It would be a worse punishment for her. But the thought of humiliating her buried my regret. She’ll be devastated knowing that I destroyed her dream wedding.

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I scratched my hair to mess it and moved closer to Samuel. It took longer for the drug to knock him out. I felt gross knowing that his lips had traced some parts of my skin. Luckily, he passed out before he could reach my breasts. I would never let him cross that line.

Janice had been calling him the whole night. Her messages evolved from being angry to begging. I felt sorry for a moment when she begged and threatened to kill herself. But four years of imprisonment turned my heart into iron against her. I, my grandmother, and the Gonzalos begged Janice and her mother to drop their case against me, but they refused. They used their influence to send me to jail.

It was hitting two birds with one stone for the Shaws. Janice could make me pay for injuring her. Her mother could take revenge on the daughter of the woman who once stole her husband. The Shaws even claimed that the neighborhood would benefit if I was sent to jail. I could never steal somebody else’s husband while in prison.

A husband-stealer. My mother was notoriously known as that. She was a mistress of seven different men, had ruined seven families, and had killed two people. Whatever her reputation was, I shouldn't be made to pay for it. But many people were stupid and mean. They saw me through her deeds. No matter how I tried to live a clean and honorable life, they anticipated the scandal I might create. When I didn't, Janice and her friends made one for me.

They expected me to be a bitch who’d steal their boyfriends and husbands. I shied away from their expectations before, but now, I would make them hold tighter to the men in their lives. Stealing husbands or boyfriends was not in my plan, but I’d enjoy the show of other women getting scared of losing their men because of me. And Janice will play a good part in that.

I opened the phone’s camera and took a shot of Samuel sleeping on my chest. I sent it to Janice with the message, #honeymooners #Gotyourgroom and added the address of the motel.

As expected, Janice ranted by sending multiple cursing messages. Her last message threatened to make me pay once she arrived at the hotel. I looked at the clock, and it was already 7:30 in the morning. No wedding would happen at nine o’clock that day.

Queen bee down. Three minions to go.

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Carl

Janice, I’m sorry! Samuel called from the station cell.

A Sunday. Nine in the morning. I was supposed to sleep in, but here I was – pacifying a couple from killing each other. Janice Shaw and Samuel Brown should be at the altar making their vows. Instead, they were in front of my desk in the sheriff’s office, almost killing each other. We even had to put Samuel in a cell to keep him safe from Janice’s rage.

The motel made the call about them and asked to arrest them. They were distracting other customers because of their situation. Janice refused to calm down, so I had no choice but to bring them to the station along with the hooker. Stupid Samuel. He would have a wife to make love to after the wedding. Why would he fuck a hooker on the eve of their wedding?

I looked at the curly brown-haired hooker that sat at the other table. Shameless woman. The wedding of a couple was canceled because of her, but she showed no remorse. She sat there, bored and indifferent. Janice Shaw turned to the woman with angry eyes. She rushed towards her, but my protective instinct had me running to cover the woman.

Get off her, Carl! Janice yelled.

I looked at the woman and froze at her beautiful brown eyes and red, pouty lips. Her beauty mesmerized me. Her eyes looked as innocent as a young Anne Hathaway, but her lips were as enticing as Scarlett Johansson’s.  The woman rolled her eyes and stood. As she raised her body, her breasts almost brushed against my torso. Fuck. My cock twitched. Why wouldn't it? The woman had curves that could rival Eva Mendez's.

How dare you steal my husband from me?

Husband? the hooker said with a laugh. I glared at her. She rolled her eyes and taunted Janice. I was there when you broke up last night.

Janice turned red with anger. She growled like a tiger and tried to grab the hooker. The latter stepped away from me and stopped Janice. I wanted to break them apart, but the hooker pushed Janice to the floor.

You shameless bitch! Janice cried.

What? You’ll have Mommy send me to prison? The hooker’s question stunned me. She gave Janice a mocking look and warned, Touch me again and I’ll kill you. I’m not scared of prison, you miserable witch. Call your mom and I’ll tie both of your noses.

The hooker's boldness shocked everyone in the room. I had never seen a woman as feisty as her. It irked me but also amazed me.

Carl! Are you just gonna let her do that to Janice? You're a sheriff, for Christ's sake! Mrs. Shaw yelled from the door. She rushed to her daughter's side and said, Isn't prostitution a crime?

I’m not a prostitute! I don’t sell it, the woman claimed. She raised an eyebrow at the Shaws and declared, I give it for free. Didn’t you claim it yourself five years ago?

I looked at the hooker. Five years ago? I was in college back then, but I heard about a case that involved Janice Shaw and some other kid. My sister, Mary, was also involved in it as a witness. I didn’t know the whole story, but the Shaws accused the other girl of physical assault, which resulted in the latter being sentenced to imprisonment.

Did you have it last night, Sammy? the woman asked Samuel.

Nothing happened! Tell them, Scarlet. I fell asleep, Samuel claimed. Janice, believe me. I haven't had sex with her ever!

Scarlet? Scarlet Wright! I heard about her from the rumors but never believed most of it. They said that she had slept with everyone from the basketball, baseball, and football teams. She had some dirty old man lovers and enjoyed gangbangs. Many girls said that she loved stealing their boyfriends, and she might have stolen husbands, too. I still refused to believe the other gossip, but Scarlet was indeed capable of stealing other women's men.

Never had sex with me ever? Scarlet asked with a laugh. Oh. Does that mean you lied all these years?

Samuel turned pale from the embarrassment. I looked at Scarlet; she had a victorious smile on her face. I returned my gaze to Samuel. He didn’t know what to reply. Smart. I smiled a little. Scarlet had managed to get a confession out of the asshole. But at what cost? No one would care that Samuel never had sex with her. A dozen men had her still. She only created another mess in her reputation. Now, people will only see her as the woman who could ruin a wedding.

Bitch! Janice rushed to Scarlet and swung her palm across the latter’s face.

I panicked and tried to block her attack, but Scarlet was faster than me. She held Janice's hands, blocking her slap. She glared at Janice before slapping her cheeks without pause. Scarlet didn't need any protection at all. A real feisty woman!

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A total waste of beauty, Sergeant Roswell said as I returned to my desk.

I looked at Scarlet, who sat quietly. Her face was blank, undaunted by the coldness of the prison cell. She turned her head and met my gaze. Fuck. My cock twitched again. How could someone who looks as innocent as a doll have the appeal of a sex goddess? Sergeant Roswell was half right. Scarlet Wright was a real beauty. Her eyes were beautiful, capable of pulling someone in and drowning him in a fantasy of desire and lust. Her lips were luscious, delicious enough to make a man want to taste them. And those curves! I would have her imprisoned in my bed to have her every day. Shit!

My temperature rose; my heart raced like there was a waterfall rushing in it; my cock grew hard as her eyes stayed with me. She was like a witch, casting a spell on me with just a gaze. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. The more I stared into her eyes, the louder my heart pounded. Attraction. That was the only explanation.

But she’s one strong woman, another deputy commented.

I chuckled while keeping my eyes on Scarlet. She must have misconstrued it as an insult and glared at me. I stood from my desk, but I was confused by the strong urge to explain. Who was she? I didn’t have an obligation to explain why I laughed or looked at her. I sat back in my chair.

She’s not strong. She’s angry, Rachel, a female deputy, claimed. She noticed my confusion. "You