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The Power of Three
Three has often been called a magic number. We identify with the number three, we live in three dimensions, and it has even been said that when things come in three’s they are funnier. Of course, when writing a ménage story, it is the absolute minimum participants you can have to qualify for this unique genre.
The power of the number three is embedded in our everyday life, and in honor of the Three Times Lucky Release here is my top ten favorite things that come in threes.
Rock, paper, scissors – a silly, yet fun game that everyone can play.
The Little Pigs – Honestly because it was the first three I thought of and everyone knows that story.
Coins in Fountain – An amazing movie!
French Hens – Because by the time you get to three French hens in the song, you are almost done!
Three Ring Circus – Mostly because my life feels like that a lot of the time.
Triangles – Enough said.
Three Piece Suits – I just love a man in a three-piece suit. Not every man can pull that off, but when he can, le swoon!
Colors of Gold in the Cartier Trinity Ring – Gold, white gold and rose gold. Sigh.
My designer trinity – Hermes, Channel and Louis Vuitton – This is my own personal addition, but these are the three designers I love the most! Sigh again.
Trevini, Markov & Pell – My trio from “Made For Two” that appears in Three Times Lucky. (You knew that had to be my number one!
So tell me, what is your favorite thing to come in threes for a chance to win an e-book of another one of my favorite ménages – Lauren, Jason & Russell from my novel Trifecta.
Also, I am looking to get scouted on Kindle Scout!
Nominations are always appreciated!
Excerpt From Made For Two:
She gave them a moment to take her in. Two sets of hands exploring her body, two mouths kissing her and her one body flooding with intense need. None of them could wait much longer. “I do see one problem.” Out of the corner of her eye she spied one of her daggers hanging on the wall and wrapped her fingers around the handle. In a sudden move she spun back toward them, keeping the weapon behind her.
“What might that be?” With glazed over eyes, Markov reached out for her.
“Both of you are falling way behind.” A smile across her face, she revealed the dagger, her desire only piquing when neither male moved back.
“Is this part of Mersennian foreplay?” Pell raised his eyebrows.
“You both know I’m more than Mersennian.” She pushed away from the wall and with exacting precision cut a slit up Pell’s shirt. “You have too many clothes on.”
“Holy hell.” He tore the shirt off and reached for the waist of his pants. “Is this better?”
“Keep going.” She turned her attention to Markov.
He held his shirt out.
“Never assume.” With a chuckle she aimed for the bulge in his pants and cut his belt in
About Kim Carmichael
Kim Carmichael began writing ten years ago when her love of happy endings inspired her to create her own.
A Southern California native, Kim’s contemporary romance combines Hollywood magic with pop culture to create quirky characters set against some of most unique and colorful settings in the world.
With a weakness for designer purses, bad boys and techno geeks, Kim married her own computer whiz after he proved he could keep her all her gadgets running and finally admitted handbags were an investment.
When not writing, she can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and helping top doctors build their practices.