Dirty Desire is here!

Oct 16

Took a minute and a half, but Dax and Deacon are finally out into the wild for those of you who aren’t Patrons and haven’t been a part of this unfolding over the months.

Now, if you are new here, to me, to my books, and Dirty Desire will be your first Avril Ashton book…

I just–I don’t know what to tell you except, please pay close attention to the warning. Utilize the “Look Inside” feature on Amazon. It is your best friend, trust.

Now, for my long suffering readers, you already know. And if you’re going into DD looking for deep plots and all that, I’m gonna have to disappoint. We’re all just here for the filth. And that’s okay. LOL

Now for another kind of warning: Amazon could, at any time, ban this book. Some people get past the gatekeepers, others aren’t so lucky. If worst comes to worst and they take DD off sale, I’ll let you know right away and I’ll also put it up on PayHip and other spots, no worries. My social media will be the quickest place to look for updates on all that, so I’m @AvrilAsh on Twitter and this is my FB Profile.




The only family Dax claims are his small circle of friends and Deacon. He and Deacon share everything. Or they used to, because nowadays Dax has to make the first move if he wants any kind of face time. Deacon might think running and hiding will change the way they feel, but Dax could have told him…

There’s no escape.

For Deacon, Dax is an addiction he can’t shake. Leaving town didn’t work. Random hook ups with strangers didn’t work either. He’s back, but still unable to ask for what he wants. It’s wrong. So wrong.

But nothing ever feels as right as Dax on him, or he on Dax.

One look, one touch, and they’re lost. Once again succumbing to every dirty desire. But Dax is getting tired of the chase, so Deacon has to decide one last time what wins: his fear and shame, or their love.

Warning: This book is taboo as hell. Please read the sample. Expect: Filth (I’m not playing, we get downright nasty). Fisting. M/F action. M/M/M action. Group sex. A crew of black men who love each other, would die for each other, and aren’t afraid to touch and be touched. A lil angst (The tiniest bit. You heard me). Some violence. If any of the aforementioned offends you, please don’t read. HEA always guaranteed.



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