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Friday, January 29, 2021

Homesteading with the Hughes


  I'm really excited to announce a new project that my children and I have decided to pursue.  Homesteading!  We're putting together a Youtube (and Facebook) Vlog as we kick our projects off this spring.  Our main focus will be on gardening and raising chickens.   You can follow our journey on Youtube here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCM_L0iGsQnbVOZfOBHp0UKQ  or on Facebook here:  https://www.facebook.com/HomesteadHughes  My family is trying to be as self-sufficient as possible and I truly hope these videos will help get other people interested in being self-sufficient as well.

I truly hope you'll subscribe and join in the journey.  After watching the grocery store shelves grow bare this year, I think we all can agree that preparing for the future is just a good idea.  Not only does this help in emergency situations, but can help you lead a healthier lifestyle by growing your own produce.  Remember you don't have to have 40 acres of land to plant a small sustainable garden of your own!  I look forward to sharing our adventures with you! 

Thursday, January 28, 2021

Filthy Sex - Serena Akeroyd

 




Title: Filthy Sex
Series: Filthy Feckers #3; 
The Five Points’ Mob Collection #4
Author: Serena Akeroyd
Genre: Dark Mafia Romance
Release Date: January 28, 2021


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He was the last man I should turn to. 
A forbidden taboo that no woman wanted to cross. 
Worse still, he’s no one’s idea of a white knight. 
But this pawn has no alternative. 
I’m locked in a war that’s not of my making, and I’m tied to a destiny I have no say in. 
For someone like me, Brennan O’Donnelly represents something intangible—safety. 
A single promise unlocks options I didn’t dare dream of possessing... 
A future. 
A family
He’s hard. He’s dangerous. He’s filthy. 
Yet, somehow, he’s exactly what I crave. 
Now I just need to make him see me for what I am—his Queen. 
If he’ll have me.







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Most women might have disliked that, but I adored it. I loved the glares he shot at male patrons in the restaurant, I loved how he moved his chair so that we were in each other’s private space. I loved the hand he clamped to my thigh, and the way he stuck close to my side as if I was precious to him. 
I loved it all. 
And I wanted more. 
I felt like a flower who’d been left to grow in a shady part of the garden, and who’d just been repotted in a sunny spot. As if, at long last, I could grow massive blooms, blossom how nature intended. 
The best part? 
This was now. 
When he barely knew me. 
What would he be like when we’d been together a while? 
I almost shivered at the thought. 
Of course, he noticed. 
“Are you cold?” 
I shook my head, watching him watch me in the mirror lining the elevator. 
“Then why the shiver?” A filthy smirk creased his lips as he turned to me. “Thinking dirty thoughts?” 
“Maybe,” I whispered, peering up at him, aware that I was encouraging him and wanting nothing more. 
Somehow, I’d triggered this caveman-like response in him and I wasn’t about to stop. 
With that in mind, I let my coat fall open, revealing the deep V of my blouse and the skirt I’d rucked up slightly so that it was short enough to raise eyebrows, never mind dicks. 
When his gaze dropped to my tits, I knew that I’d be wearing low necklines for the foreseeable future, if not forever. His nostrils flared at the sight, the bag the maître d’ handed him as we were leaving fell to the floor with a dull thunk, and he reached over, cupping one of them even as he was charging forward, tangling our legs together as he pushed me into the back wall. 
His other hand dropped down to my thigh, and his fingers, callused and rough, snagged on the silk stockings I wore, before he found gold in the form of actual flesh. 
“I didn’t realize you were wearing thigh-highs,” he rumbled, his eyes on my tits still. 
His fingers worked the lacy top of the stockings as I told him, “I’m not.” 
He froze, then his gaze drifted to mine. “You’re wearing garters?” 
My smile was wicked. “You’ll have to find out, won’t you?” 
A growl escaped him as he moved back so he could grab the hem of my skirt and drag it up to my hips. His nostrils flared again when he saw I wasn’t wearing panties, and when his gaze caught on the belt around my waist, that shaped my slim curves, and kept the silk fripperies from tumbling down, I felt the disturbance in the air—like a thunderstorm was rumbling overhead. 
He was a constant surprise, so I should have expected him not to react how I thought he would, but when he dropped to his knees and urged my thighs apart, a shocked breath escaped me even as I complied with his wishes. 
One hand went to my calf, and he encouraged me to prop my heel on his shoulder, which gave him more room as he went to work on me. His lips unerringly sought my clit, and I didn’t bother staring down at him, just watched him in the mirrors as he ate me out like he hadn’t just eaten. 
Like he was starving. 
And God, so was I. 
In barely no time at all, I went from being as dry as a bone to slick with arousal. 
I hadn’t a clue what it was about him, just knew that he could get me this hot with a glance. 
My body was accustomed to being used for sex, but I’d never been an active part of the event. My mind skipped out on things as if it was self-preservation. I was used to being fucked, but fucking in return was a treat. 
While I’d dressed with respectability in mind, I’d also picked clothes I knew would turn him on, never expecting that he’d turn the cards on me.






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Born in England, Serena Akeroyd is a true romance bookaholic. As a reader she will not touch a book unless she knows it has a happy ending, which makes her write the endings that your heart craves! This addiction, made her want to craft stories to suit her voracious need for steamy, sexy romance. She loves to write stories with plots twists, alpha sexy men, dark humor, and hot AF love scenes. Some are darker than others as she has a taste for the weird and the unexpected. 

She writes MF, MM, Menage and Reverse Harem (also known as Why Choose romance) in both con-temporary and paranormal. But she has recently decided to concentrate more on contemporary MF stories, mainly with A Dark and Dirty Sinners’ MC Series and The Filthy Feckers Series.


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Obsessed Wild Mountain Scots #1 - Jolie Vines

 




Title: Obsessed
Series: Wild Mountain Scots #1
Author: Jolie Vines
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 28, 2021


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He's the leader of the mountain rescue service. She might just need saving. 

Lochie 
For too long, I've been alone. Just me and my daughter. Keeping her safe is everything, so taking a job in the remote Scottish Highlands suits us fine. 
I shouldn't need anything more. 
Yet I'm beyond distracted by a lass. 
Smart, beautiful, and living right next door, Cait McRae makes it clear she's not interested. 
Every sly glance tells another story. 
It's all I can do not to throw her over my shoulder and take her home. 
Cait might claim she only wants to explore the physical, but I know she's wrong. 
She's mine. 
If the people pursuing us both don't destroy what we've found. 

Cait 
I always knew I was different. No one ever caught my eye. 
Until a huge, scowling man moves in next door. He's the new head of the mountain rescue service, and a single dad to a sweet little girl. 
Turns out, I'm a late bloomer, as all I can think about is Lochie. 
But someone else wants me. 
A series of strange events point to one conclusion. I have a stalker, and the danger I'm in is only just starting. 

-- 

The Wild Mountain Scots series follows on from the Wild Scots series with more of your favourite McRaes. Meet the brooding, tough, protective men of the mountain rescue and the beautiful women who tame their hearts. 

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Lochinvar pressed on. “What’s different about me?” 
“You’re rougher. Wilder.” 
His analysis continued. “Did this start with me chopping the wood or before?” 
“The wood. The axe.” 
“Ye like that harder side. The violence.” 
Again, not a question. I slowly nodded anyway, then gave up my truth. “I have a fantasy of ye. It’s dark.” 
“I can let my tastes run dark, if ye want.” 
I shivered at the promise. “It’s of ye pursuing me.” 
The admittance smarted. I was giving him power over me. Power he could use to humiliate me or reject me. 
Lochinvar paused, considering this, then placed a hand on the sofa back and leaned in. He was so big, so broad. 
My skin zinged in awareness. 
Fear sprang, loading my muscles. 
He was going to kiss me. I wasn’t ready. Didn’t want this. 
He brought his mouth close to my ear. “Get up.” 
“What?” 
“Go to the door.” 
I obeyed, my frightened soul needing direction. I stepped into my shoes, no clue what was happening. 
Lochinvar stalked over and grasped my waist. He manhandled my stiff body out of the way, then unlocked the door, opening it. With a finger, he pointed outside into the frigid night. 
He…kicked me out? 
“What…?” I stammered. 
“Run, Cait.” 
What the hell was he doing? And why was this working? I skipped backwards. Lochinvar took a long tread after me, his jaw clenched tight. 
Those black eyes glittered. 
I was looking at a predator. A threat. A dangerous animal. 
Excited, I turned and bolted. My pulse skyrocketed, and I flew over the ground. Every sense trained on the danger at my back. My spine tingled, fear merging with a different state. This was nothing like the emotion I’d felt in that hall at work. No, this was…exhilarating. 
I reached the cars when a heavy arm caught me. 
A helpless sound burst from my throat, and Lochinvar spun me around. He gripped my biceps so I couldn’t escape and pushed me against his vehicle. Only his hand stopped me from banging my head on the metal. 
With his huge frame, he caged me in, eclipsing the night. 
I panted, every place we touched blazing to life with sensation. All fresh. All real and vital. 
I struggled in vain. 
Then Lochinvar crashed his lips onto my neck. 
I opened my mouth in pure shock. The energy behind his almost-kiss-almost-bite bruised me, his beard abrading my skin. 
But the pain was nothing to the splintering joy. 
I tried to move his lips to mine, but he didn't budge. All I could do was receive. His mouth slid to under my ear then to my collarbone, his teeth testing my flesh. 
Then he dropped me. 
Lochinvar stepped back, breathing hard. I staggered, nearly falling, and my chest rose and fell where I couldn't pull in enough air. 
Neither of us spoke, but the dark light in his eyes only intensified. 
Lochinvar gave a snort that sounded like satisfaction, then he turned and strode to his cottage. His door slammed, and I was left alone. 
The night air cooled my ardour, and I stared, seeing nothing. 
It hadn't been a real kiss, nor gentle or sweet. What the hell was it? And why did I only want more?






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JOLIE VINES is a romance novelist who lives in the South West of England with her husband and son.

From an early age, Jolie lived in a fantasy world and is never happier than when plot dreaming. Jolie loves her heroes to be one-woman guys. Whether they are a huge Highlander, a touch starved earl, or a brooding pilot, they will adore their loved one until the end of time.

Her favourite pastime is wrecking emotions then making up for it by giving her characters deep and meaningful happy ever afters.

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Marry the Scot series
- Storm the Castle
- Love Most, Say Least
- Hero
- Picture This
- Oh Baby

Marry the Scot novellas
- The Rival
- Come the Fall

Wild Scots series
- Hard Nox
- Perfect Storm
- Lion Heart 

- Fallen Snow 

- Stubborn Spark 

Standalones
- Race You: an Office-Based Enemies-to-Lovers Romance
- Fight For Us: a Second-Chance Military Romantic Suspense

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Stolen Hearts - M. O'Keefe

 




Title: Stolen Hearts
Author: M. O'Keefe
Publisher: Dangerous Press
Genre: Dangerous Romance
Release Date: January 12, 2021


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The flare of a cigarette, the sound of a stranger’s voice, and the handsome Irishman in the shadows--I wanted it all, but I wasn’t allowed to want. 

Ronan was danger and beauty, murder and mercy. To me, he was a mystery, but he was also the only man who ever knew me. 

In that single stolen moment before I had to give my life to someone else, I imagined myself with him, the man with scars and bruises. The one who knew what hurting meant far more than I did at that time. 

Instead I was given to another man, one who broke my soul right along with my bones. 

Through it all, there was always that memory of the man in the shadows, the one who said--not in words--that I was strong, that I could endure, that I was more than just a princess in a ballgown. 

Now Ronan is the only man who could keep me safe from two warring families that wanted my blood. The spark that started two years ago burned brighter with each touch, each glance, each kiss. He woke me from the nightmare, giving me life with soft touches and sharp words. 

Two years ago, Ronan gave me strength, but he took something in return. I never gave him my heart, but hearts like mine are made to be stolen.







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He was beautiful. I mean, like inarguably. It was simply fact. A law of nature. Dark hair. Blue eyes like the sky at noon. Dark scruff along his hard, square chin. He wore a tuxedo with the tie pulled loose. An angel kicked out of heaven for the trouble he caused. 
There was blood on the collar of his white shirt. Blood from any number of wounds on his face. A black eye. A split lip. A tiny butterfly bandage over a cut on his cheekbone. 
He was beautiful, and he was savage. 
“What happened to you?” I whispered. 
He touched the cut on his lip. “You should see the other guy.” 
I stepped forward, drawn by the joke attempt. His eyelashes. The sudden urge to be on a side of kindness. Either side. Any side. Just to experience it however I could. “Who hurt you?” 
His eyes snapped to mine, sharp and bright, and my skin prickled. Uncomfortable and aware. 
“No one,” he said, ice cold despite the blood on his collar. The black eye and split lip. “Not for a long time.” 
I thought he was joking, and I smiled, but his face was resolute. Calm in its strength. He wasn’t joking. He wasn’t being sarcastic. He’s been beaten, but he was telling me it didn’t hurt him. 
Like he’d made a choice, and that was that. Pain didn’t matter. 
“It’s that easy?” I whispered. Scared in my belly because it was only there that I could acknowledge that I knew what was coming for me was going to hurt. 
“No,” he said and his hand, the one with the scar, the one I’d touched, brushed my cheek, his thumb at the edge of my lip. “It’s not easy. It’s very hard. But it’s how you survive.” 
His thumb pressed against my lip, and I gasped, my lips parting. I could taste the salt of his skin and everything in me screamed to leave. This wasn’t just foolish, it was dangerous. For him. 
For me. Especially for me. 
But I couldn’t move. He pressed and pressed until my teeth cut into my lip and it hurt. 
It hurt, and he kept pushing. 
It hurt, and I stood there. Taking it. 
Why was I doing this? Why was he? It felt like a warning and a lesson, and it felt real. Like the grass under my feet. Like the booze in my belly. Not at all like the threats inside that house, whispered and insinuated. The pain, the taste of blood and salt from his finger. The look in his eye willing me to stillness. 
So. Real. 
“Don’t let them hurt you,” he said. 
His words broke the spell and heart pounding, I stepped back but I didn’t leave. Like a fool, I stayed. 
He didn’t have to be a Morelli to be trouble. Or to get me in trouble. 
This man was lethal. And so attractive it hurt. It actually hurt. 
“Who are you?” I asked, licking the blood off my lip. Hoping for a lingering taste of him. 
He shook his head. “I am no one.” 
Someone came to stand in the doorway, breaking up the light, casting a shadow across the stranger’s beautiful face. Both of us turned to look. 
“Jesus, Princess,” my Irishman whispered when he saw who was standing there and he must have realized who I was. 
“Poppy?” It was the Senator, and I went cold. Tried so hard not to, but head to toe the chill settled over me. “Everything all right?” 
“I’m fine,” I said and smiled to prove it. He always believed my smiles. Everyone did. They were very good smiles. Or maybe he just didn’t care. 
“We’re about to make the announcement,” the Senator said, and he summoned me with his fingers. A kind of snapping thing like you’d do with a dog, and I told myself, like I had for a while now, that it wasn’t personal. It was actually the opposite of personal. He treated everyone like that. That that made me feel better wasn’t something I was actually proud of. But I was seeking comfort from any corner. 
“I’ll be in in a second,” I said. I wanted to say goodbye to this stranger. To these quiet moments of rest. 
Or maybe I just wanted to pull my leash as taut as possible, to see how far it would stretch. 
“Poppy?” The Senator smiled when he said my name, but the steel was there. That terrifying sharpness. Turns out my leash didn’t stretch far at all. 
“You heard her,” the Irishman said from the shadows. “She needs a second.” 
“I’m sorry, who are you?” Jim stepped into the light; he was smiling but it was the razor’s edge. Jim was blonde and blue eyed. He wore glasses that made him look smart. He worked out just enough that the suits he wore looked good. 
Everything about him inspired comfort and confidence. 
Voters loved him. 
I’d never been so scared of someone in my life. 
“I’m coming,” I said, and I stepped into the light with Jim Maywell the junior senator of New York who was 28 years older than me, and at midnight, we were announcing that I would be his wife. 
Jim grabbed my hand too hard. But I expected it, and made my hand as small as I could in his. There was a trick to it funneling my fingers, so he couldn’t grind the bones together. I’d learned that fast. I wondered if that would be interesting on my application to the catering company. 
Experience: eating canapes off trays and mitigating the pain my fiancé wanted to inflict on my body. 
We stepped off the small patio into the doorway with the sound of the party filtering through the walls. 
Don’t do it, I told myself. Don’t look. He’s not for you. Not ever. 
But of course I couldn’t stop myself, and I looked back over my shoulder, but the Irishman was gone. 
Nothing was left of him but the taste of blood in my mouth.






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M. O'Keefe is the darker, more dangerous pen name of bestselling author Molly O'Keefe. She is the USA Today Bestselling author of the Everything I Left Unsaid series and the upcoming Stolen Hearts. To find out more visit www.molly-okeefe.com


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Monday, January 11, 2021

Professor Perfect - Alana Jade




Title: Professor Perfect
Author: Alana Jade
Genre: Sweet Professor/Student Romance
Release Date: January 8, 2021


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One night in Vegas. 
That’s all it took. 
One glance stole my breath. One touch lit me on fire. 
We live on opposite sides of the country, so one night of fun should be okay, right? 
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, and now it’s time to move on. 
But our chemistry was unforgettable. 
And erasing Jackson from my mind is impossible. 
But then my Vegas fling suddenly flashes before my eyes. 
Not from a memory, but because my new university professor is none other than Jackson West. 
Our connection is still as strong as the night we met. The air changes whenever we’re near. So there’s only one of two things I can do… 
Ignore my new professor, keep it strictly professional. 
Or, find out if we can keep this a secret. 
I don’t know which path to take. 
But I also don’t know if I can stay away…







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EXCERPT

Thud.
“Shit,” I squeal, crashing into the chest of an older man.
“Sorry, I didn’t see you,” he says, grabbing hold of my upper arms.
“My fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
Slowly, I lift my head to see his face, finding myself staring at him through my eyelashes. He’s probably well over six feet tall, towering over my tiny frame.
Quickly stepping back, I apologize again as I take in this extremely handsome man. Silver flecks run through his beard and hair, and he’s wearing a well-fitted dress shirt which shows off his rather nice muscles.
He’s got to be at least forty, Mia. Calm down.
I can’t think of anything to say. So, I say the first thing that pops into my head. “You haven’t seen a tall, blonde girl around the casino by any chance?”
Great description, Mia. That narrows it down to probably a quarter of the occupants.
“No, sorry, miss. I haven’t. The name’s Jackson.” He smirks as he extends his hand.
He’s probably getting some form of perverted joy out of this.
“Mia,” I reply, offering him my hand to shake.
The moment our hands connect, warmth spreads up my arm, sending shivers all over my body.
“Mia,” he repeats, shaking my hand for much longer than is required. “Are you staying here?”
I nod.






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Alana Jade is a sweet romance author from Sydney, Australia. 
She’s a wife, mother to 6 children and fur-mum to one spoilt pug called Harper. 
Alana’s loved writing sweet love stories for many years and always tries to give her characters the happy ever after they deserve. 
When she’s not madly tapping on her computer or plotting a new story in her journal, you’ll find her curled up on the couch with Harper watching Friends, or reading a good book on her kindle.

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Friday, January 8, 2021

Knives - K.L. Savage

 




Title: Knives
Series: Ruthless Kings MC #10
Author: K.L. Savage
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense/Organized Crime
Release Date: January 8, 2021


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Love is powerful force, but it doesn’t compare to guilt. 
And just like most people, my guilt eats me alive. 
I went from being an irresponsible kid who didn’t know any better, to an irresponsible man who does. 
I make no apologies. 
Don’t take my carelessness for strength. 
My blood is as thick as the water that killed my brother and once I’m cut, there’s no stopping the river of rage. 
My past is dead. I’m not like my MC brothers. Nothing is going to come bite me in the ass. 
Or so I thought. 
Because life gave me Mary, the little hellraiser who tries to be reckless. 
She’s only looking to escape the nightmare of what happened to her in Atlantic City. 
She’s a good girl. She doesn’t belong in this life. 
Even if I know she belongs with me. 
She paints her lips in red lipstick, but I know it’s an effort to hide the pain. 
There’s more than the fact we are too different to be together. 
Death calls on the Ruthless Kings. 
And like idiots, we answered. 
Her past isn’t dead. 
And mine has come back to life.







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Bad things don’t happen to good people. 
Bad people do. 
And it’s made me love and appreciate good people more. Maybe I’m different. Maybe I’m not crying every night or having nightmares. Maybe I’m not losing myself in drinks or drugs, but I have lost something about myself. 
I’m just trying to find it. 
“You give me a headaches twenty-three out of twenty-four hours a day, but I can’t sit here and lie to you and say you aren’t beautiful,” Knives says, honestly, meeting my eye and keeping his hands to himself. 
The flames dance in his cornflower blue eyes and they are so damn bright. I’ve never seen irises like his before. They are unique, just like him. 
“And the other hour?” I tease when I sit down on the hay, which scratches my ass and is very uncomfortable. 
“I’m sleeping. It’s the only damn peace I get.” 
“Shut up,” I giggle, nudging his side with my arm. I lean forward and lay my elbows against my knees, watching the fire as it pops. The rain is slamming against the barn and the door shakes when the wind carries around us. 
“It’s not letting up, is it?” 
“No, it isn’t. I can’t believe it turned so ugly so fast.” 
“The way of the world is bittersweet, ain’t it?” he asks, the stands and when I go to ask him where he is going, my eyes land on his package. 
His very big, very long, very in my face, package. He has a tattoo above the waistband of his underwear, right above where I assume his pubic hair is and it says 666. 
What’s that mean? 
If a woman hops on top, does that mean she gets possessed by the devil? 
Why does a part of me want to find out?






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Thursday, January 7, 2021

This Is Your Year to Stop Smoking!

 



Each year in America alone 450,000 people die from smoking.  I was one of those people headed to an early grave.  In 2015 I was diagnosed with COPD, after trying every product my doctor suggested to stop smoking (Chantix, nicotine gum and patches, even hypnosis).  All of those products failed me.  After I left the hospital with my COPD diagnosis, I decided to try one last effort that I'd laughed at before.  Vaping.  I drove to my local vape shop, picked up a vaping device, and honestly thought it was a waste of time and money.  When your life is at risk, you're willing to try anything, so I decided to give this a try.  I walked out of that shop using my vaping device (mod and tank) and that was the last day I smoked.  It's been five years + now and I still haven't touched a cigarette.  How many smokers that have tried to quit, can say that with other products?  Not many.

I made it my life mission to tell every smoker about vaping, and how it saved my life.  When something changes your health for the better, it's hard not to give praise.  I can't express how angry I am with public health and other agencies, trying to ban something that literally saved my life.  To me, attempting to ban vaping and flavors, is like denying an asthmatic an inhaler, that's how seriously I take this.  Let me say that vaping is an adult smoking cessation product, first.  I've spoken to thousands of adults that have used vaping to quit smoking (many of them with COPD like myself) and none of use would EVER want a child (teen) to use a vaping product.    Vaping is no different than any other smoking cessation product, except that is has a higher success level!

In the UK they have vaping shops in hospitals to help smokers quit, and why the USA is so far behind the UK on this is an anomaly I can't explain.  They've invested millions upon millions of dollars in research in the UK and have proven vaping to be 95% safer than vaping.  95%!  We have failed public health in the states, by demonizing a product that is saving lives!  I hate to say it, but the reason public health in America has failed adult smokers is simple greed.  Let me explain so you can make and INFORMED decision and not the lies you are being spoon fed.

"Between 1998 and 2010, states have collected nearly $244 billion in cigarette taxes and settlement money."  This is directly from the CDC and the number is astronomical.  Now ask yourself how far the government in each state would go to continue receiving that tax money?  It's never been about protecting adult lives, it's been about lining their state government with death money from smokers.  These are facts you can easy research yourself.  If you want a breakdown per state in 2020 how much they made from cigarette taxes visit here: https://www.salestaxhandbook.com/cigarette-tax-map

A majority of people that don't vape might remember hearing last year about "vaping" killing people.  After vilifying vaping, it was discovered that those deaths were cause by people using pot in a vaping device that was cut with Vitamin E acetate and had nothing to do with e-cigarettes and nicotine vaping.  This was the excuse states began using to try and ban vaping, when it was THC (pot) and not an true e-cigarette.  Feel free to read that article here https://www.cnn.com/2019/11/08/health/vaping-injury-vitamin-e-thc-bn/index.html

When they failed to show nicotine vaping caused any death, they moved on to "Think about the children."  Adult products like vaping, smoking, alcohol, were never meant for children.  They continue to lie in advertisements today about vaping containing metals, with no truth or scientific evidence.  The facts are simple.  Vaping has helped more smokers quit smoking than any other product on the market for smoking cessation.  With people vaping, states receive less money from adults smoking, and pharmaceutical companies lose revenue on their failed smoking cessation pills and drugs.  Again, these are facts that can easily be researched by anyone.  It's never been about the children, or fear of health issues in vaping, it's always been about money.


I know that was a very long article, but I felt it needed to be said.  I was a 25+ year smoker who quit smoking the same day I started vaping and never looked back.  Many things have changed over the last five years with vaping, but I can share with you how I stopped smoking and the tools I used to do it with.  I still believe the best way to quit smoking is by using a MTL (mouth to lung) tank and a simple mod (the device that powers the vaping device)


Some great MTL tanks to use (find out more here https://vaping360.com/best-vape-tanks/mtl-tanks/)



Internal Battery Mod read more about these here:  https://ecigarettereviewed.com/best-internal-battery-vape-mods/


I prefer the tank/mod system but many people enjoy pens so I'm including those here for you as well.  Find out more about these here:  https://vaping.com/blog/best-compilations/best-vape-pens-2019/




No matter what you choose to stop smoking and start vaping, I hope you'll make 2021 your year to kick the habit!  Please feel free to leave questions or comments below.




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