Book description
Book two in the Sexy Mythconceptions Series The love doctor is in…but
can he take a dose of his own medicine? Pan, the Arcadian god of lust
and magic, has had enough of his restricted existence hidden away on
Arcadia. When Cupid, the Greek god of love, suggests he live on Earth,
Pan decides to give it a go. Pan establishes himself as the luuuuuv
doctor and announcer for a nighttime romantic music slot with a local
radio station. He plays his pan-pipes, enthralling all who listen. Cupid
warns Pan that his days of playing fast and loose with women's emotions
are numbered. Sure enough, Pan meets Kris, the woman who takes him to
task. The leather-wearing, Harley-riding, hard-ass psychologist has her
own agenda, and it doesn't include him. Before he knows what's
happening, she has turned the table on the god, and he's smitten. Kris
is exactly the right medication, the perfect dose for the nomadic God of
Lust, who has finally found a love of his own. _x000D_ Bobbie Cole is
the multi-published author of over fifty short stories and confessions,
a couple of non-fiction books, and over a dozen novellas and novels. Her
mainstream fiction is written under Bobbie Cole, her erotic fiction
under the pen names of Lyn Cash and Cash Cole. Alexis Fleming is one of
those strange people who live inside their mind. No, she doesn't hear
little voices... Well, she does, just not the type you're thinking of.
Alexis' world is peopled with interesting characters and exciting
possibilities that come to life in each and every book she writes. Her
first love has always been romance, whether on this world or the next.
Hot, sizzling relationships with a dash of comedy and a few trials and
tribulations thrown in to test her characters. When she's not tied to
her computer creating sizzling stories to tempt her readers, she helps
run a busy motel set on the edge of a National Marine Park in Australia.
What better place to get inspiration for the tales she turns out? A
glorious sunset over the ocean, dolphins playing almost in her front
yard, suntanned bodies lazing on the sand... How could she not get
caught up in the eroticism of that?
