Bio

Neve Wilder lives in the south, where the summers are hot and the winters are...sometimes cold.

She reads promiscuously, across multiple genres, but her favorite stories always contain an element of romance. Incidentally, this is also what she likes to write. Slow-burners with delicious tension? Yes. Whiplash-inducing page-turners, also yes. And every flavor in between.

She believes that love conquers all. Except the heat index in July. Nothing can conquer that bastard.

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Genres

Erotica
LGBT
Romance

Blurbs

Crystal Lacy

This was hot and well-written and super sweet. Reminiscent of Jay Northcote's Helping Hand, I was completely won over and will continue to read this author!

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Study Hard

Two roommates. One final exam. A whole lot of edging.

"I need to ace this final, and you’re nothing but a distraction. In fact, you probably need to back up right now; I’m losing brain cells by the second. Can’t think straight.”


Eric flashed his teeth. “If you could think straight, we wouldn’t be here in the first place. So you can understand if I’m not a big fan of that.”

**So begins an extra steamy study session between college roommates-turned-lovers Nate and Eric. A snack-sized read. Better enjoyed if read after "Want Me"**

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Light Touch: Rhythm of Love #0.5

A bar musician and a light-sensitive painter play a game of cat-and-mouse that begins with a song request and comes to a very steamy conclusion at a Halloween party.

Seasoned musician Rufus Merrill hardly notices the crowds he plays to, these days. Ten gallon hats and cowboy boots? Drunken coeds and tourists? They're a dime a dozen. But the black-clad guy leaning up against the wall of the bar in sunglasses after dark? That stands out.

Artist Quinn Marx has had his fill of musicians; past relationships dictate they're a bad idea. But something about Rufus and his music catches Quinn’s attention, and he can't help but put in a special request for a song just for the hell of it. Maybe just to give the guy a challenge.

One kiss in a dark alley later, and they're both hooked.

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