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Annabel Joseph

Annabel Joseph is a NYT and USA Today bestselling BDSM erotic romance author. She writes mainly contemporary romance, although she has been known to dabble in the medieval and Regency eras. She is recognized for writing emotionally intense BDSM storylines, and strives to create characters that seem real--even flawed--so readers are better able to relate to them.

Annabel also writes non-BDSM erotic romance under the name Molly Joseph. You can sign up to receive Annabel's newsletter here: http://wordpress.us7.list-manage.com/...

Some of Annabel's favorite authors are Laura Kinsale, Judith McNaught, Jo Beverley, Flannery O'Connor, Molly Weatherfield, and Anneke Jacob.

Annabel Joseph loves to hear from her readers at annabeljosephnovels(@)gmail.com.


“I want to mark you, and I want to own you. I want to fucking live inside you.”
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“I was his comfort object, and what he asked for, I did.”
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“Theo was so pleased with her, so proud of her. In love with her, whatever love was.”
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“It was good for her though, to submit to things that weren’t for her pleasure, but his.”
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“Do you know about it, Kelsey?” he asked after a while. “Dominance and submission? This thing we’re doing? I don’t know so good how to explain it. Only how to do it.”
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“Oh my God. Party punch. He’d brought a woman with the social age of twelve to the Citadel. He deserved everything he got.”
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“What kind of slut do you think I am?”Theo bumped his hips against hers. “This might not be the best moment to ask me that.”
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“Do you have some kind of syndrome that makes you act this way, or are you just a rude, socially inept asshole?”
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“They stopped and bowed their heads close together as the revelers ate and danced and celebrated around the glow of the fire. Darkness was falling over Lilyvale, the pink horizon a glorious and unusual marvel.Lily and James hardly noticed, lost as they were in the preciousness of the moment. "Lily mine," James whispered. "We're finally home.”
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