Wednesday, 10 February 2016

#MidWeekTease The duke of who?



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no blurb...

but it's up for preorder ...

My latest Regency from Carina

The Duke's Seduction of Lady M

All Mary wants is a quiet life.

All Brody wants is to get his life back again.

Neither of them expected what an impact they would make on each other.

Neither was prepared to give way...

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‘So,’ Mary broached the subject she really wanted some information on. ‘You mentioned the duke is out and about again. What do you mean.’ It hit Mary that in her months at The Grange, no one really mentioned the duke at all, other than he had been abroad for many years. Had anyone ever said he was at the castle? She searched her mind but couldn’t recall any conversations. After all the locals would know what was going on and have no cause to talk about it to her.
‘Ah, Brody? Well it’s like this. Or,’ Miss Wishlade said with a frown. ‘I believe it is. Mind I only know what I hear from Mrs Loveage, but he came back a changed man and did nothing.’
‘Came back?’ So he had been away then? ‘How changed?’
‘Oh I forgot you weren’t here before.’ Miss Wishlade looked around the garden and leaned conspiratorially. ‘Well, the young Duke, not that he was the Duke in those days, but he was not to put it too finely, a hellion my dear. A rake and a womaniser. His poor mama was in despair. He took but never repaid if you know what I mean.’ She coloured as she spoke. ‘Even though the estate is wealthy no coffers are bottomless. I tried to tell her, he’d been spoiled, that there was nothing malicious in his behaviour. That if you are brought up to believe you are so important you bow to no other diktats than those you chose to, you are not going to listen to reason. Sadly, he was treated in that manner by his mama. His papa bless his soul, tried to intervene but when a thrashing resulted in the uproar his mama created, why it was no wonder it had no real effect.’
Mary pondered Miss Wishlade’s words. ‘But surely he went away to school?’ From what her brother had let slip, school tended to beat all delusions of grandeur out of everyone.
‘Well, yes, but whatever it achieved was lost each time he came home. I daresay his schooldays meant he wasn’t quite so obnoxious,” Miss Wishlade said fairly. ‘But it still meant he had no concept of money management, or how to run the estates.’ She shook her head. ‘Or in those days have any desire to learn. Or so it appeared.’
 ‘He seems like a wastrel,’ Mary observed tartly. No wonder he looked at me so insolently. He is no gentleman whatever his title.
      ‘The problem is, my dear, when you are told the world owes you, then why sadly, you tend to take those sentiments at face value and follow that path.’ Miss Wishlade sat back in her chair and shook her head. ‘If truth be told I feel sorry for him. His mama is very strong willed, and no one really stood up to her.’
‘Not even her husband?’
Miss Wishlade shook her head again until her while coiffed hair stood out from her skull. ‘Oh no dear, as I said, he tried, but in the end? Why something happened and Brody left. No one knows all the ins and out of why and what happened next, but those it is rumoured he was working for the crown. I suspect we’ll never know.’
Mary agreed with her. She searched for something to say to change the topic but Miss Wishlade pre-empted her.
‘Now he’s home? Who knows what he’s like? Although Mrs Loveage says he’s kept himself to himself. Even when his mama took the rest of the family away, he’s not really been out and about. He’s been very quiet, no one has really seen hair or hide of him. I thought though, when we saw him earlier that he’s a man with a lot of anger in him.’ She paused and tilted her head to one side like an inquisitive bird. ‘And even more sorrow. Poor man.’
It was still no reason for him to stare at a woman in such an insolent and stripping of clothes manner. Mary had an awful though, one she immediately scotched. Surely he didn’t believe in droit de seigneur? Those days were long gone.
Anyway whatever it is, it looks likes he’s back with us again,’ Annie said as she caught the end of the conversation. ‘Which is good.’
Mary nodded. It all sounded somewhat far-fetched. Something made up to explain his boorish attitude? If so it wasn’t enough to appease her.
What if it was right though? That instead as she has supposed—if she’d thought about him at all—she’d have decided he was in London or visiting one of his other estates with the rest of his family. Like many of the ton? She was feeling a little uneasy about her holier than thou attitude. Wasn’t it as bad as his ‘I do what I want one’?
She needed to get away and think about the revelations.
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love R x


Tuesday, 9 February 2016

#TT Time...for?




200 words, a picture of choice and this is mine 

Time...for?

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She traced the outline with one arthritic finger. Poor boy. How much had he missed?
‘Come and see.’ The voice echoed around her like the dust motes that danced in the sunlight.
Other voices took up the words, like an echo of temptation.
‘He wants you’.
‘He needs you.’
One voice louder than the rest…
‘I want you.’
“You do?”
‘Of course I do.’
She stood up very carefully, and thought about it.
Shapes behind him. People she recognised. Beckoning, nodding, pulling her…where?
Why?
“Why? Why me, why now? After all this time.”
The figure scowled. ’You know why. It’s time. Come and see us, be with us.’
‘Come and seeeee…’
‘Oh, come and see.’  The echoing chorus got louder.
Should she?
The sudden click of a door opening made her jump and turn around, guilty and relieved all in one.
“Grandma?”
“Oh.” She put her hand to her chest. “You startled me, Eric.”
He smiled, so like his namesake. “Why? Ah. My ancestor.”
She nodded. “I must stop eating cheese late at night, I swear he spoke to me and told me it was time. How silly. Time for what?”

Eric smiled sadly. “It is time. Time for this…”

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love R x

Sunday, 7 February 2016

#SexySnippets

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7 sentences of the author's choice, from a WIP or book.

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This week my 7 #SexySnippets sentences (try saying that in a hurry...)
come from Secrets Learned book 5 in my BDSM series, Diomhair
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 “I honestly don’t think I do pain—well, no, that’s not true.”
Thank the fuck for that.
“I should say, I know I don’t.”
His heart sank again—there’s no bloody chance then, is there? Her next question seemed to confirm it.
“Do you?”
Now how should he answer that without sending her away screaming about the crazies at Diomhair? 




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Saturday, 6 February 2016

#FFF #RavenReads Saturday's guest April Zyon...and her Warriors of Light...



Please welcome the lovely, generous, gorgeous and mega talented April Zyon and her latest book, 



Revealed
Warriors of the Light 2
by April Zyon
Published by Evernight Publishing
Cover art by Jay Aheer (Simply Defined Art)

Blurb:
Hector is a born warrior and protector. But in the war against evil, he cannot fight alone. While he has his brothers-in-arms by his side, a new element is necessary for this battle. That's when he finds Riley, and he realizes dreams can come true—even for one cursed to walk forever throughout time.
Riley Jensen is sensitive to lies—the lies others tell, and any she has ever tried to tell. Seeking out sanctuary behind thick walls is her only escape from the pain. Except now it appears she might be the hunted. Not one to sit back and wait, she goes on the offensive with the help of a powerful warrior.
As the danger grows thicker, lies will blend with truth. Only Riley can discern fact from fiction with her gift to keep all the warriors walking the true path.
This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.
Be Warned: BDSM, spanking

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Excerpt:
He slid a finger down her cheek. “The bond is strong, especially when the woman you care for carries something so amazing and precious within. When she is your other, better half, you need to be close to her in the hope that some of that goodness will rub off on you and help to lighten the load we all carry.”
“And you’ve found her?” Damn him for making me ask. She leaned into his touch, all but purring when he stroked his finger down her cheek again. She was as close to him as she could possibly get, her hand resting lightly on his chest as she looked up at him. “Tell me,” she whispered. She had to know that she wasn’t alone in this feeling, that he was as attracted to her as she was to him.
“I did,” he answered. “She is an amazing beauty, a pure and kind soul, elegant, poised, and much too good for a warrior like me. She could have any man falling at her feet, yet she seems to have taken an interest in only one. For which I am grateful.”
“I have a feeling that she would move heaven and earth for you,” Riley admitted quietly, her face turned up to him as she spoke. Licking her lips, she all but shivered at the need that was in his eyes. “I really think you should kiss me again.”
“I think you may be right.” His arms came around her, pulling her up close to his chest, and his head lowered. But he didn’t kiss her immediately. Instead he brushed his nose over hers, then over her cheek. As the anticipation began to build to a nearly explosive point, he finally pressed his lips to hers in a hard, demanding kiss.
Riley gave in completely to his passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her hands fisted into his hair. She shuddered and opened to him, his tongue brushing over hers before he took full control. He was dominating her in that moment, and she was fully willing to allow it to happen.
Hector’s arms tightened around her as he bent her back over an arm. One hand was soon up in her hair, holding it tight. His mouth devoured hers, and he let out a low growl that shot through her entire body.
Then his lips were gone, but his heavy and hard breathing was still a hot brush over her skin. “We should talk first,” he said, his voice not entirely steady.
Riley nodded and moved so that she could hug him. Her feet were off the ground, and he was keeping her up, but she was fine with that. She pulled back and smiled teasingly. “You running from this?”
He huffed out a breath. “It’s called a strategic retreat, for your information. It’s either that or I have you naked, on the table, with my cock buried inside of you, without a care for the fact that there’s someone else in the house with us. We need to talk before we do anything like that. You need to know what’s going on, and I made you a promise.” Stepping back, he grabbed one of her hands and tugged her up the stairs and down the hall to the room they would be sharing.

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Friday, 5 February 2016

The wish... #FFF

Hi all this is my 100 word offering for this lovely pic...

#FFF

The Wish





Dear Santa I want my daddy for Christimmas. Mummy says you dunt bring daddies, but I told her I wus srue you cud. Please Santa. I’ll be good, I promose. Love Megan.  
Lizzie sobbed. Poor Meg. How on earth could she tell her it wouldn’t happen? Daddy was miles away, a hostage to other people’s fortunes? Alone, like them.
The knock on the door as the the sun rose surprised her.
Megan rushed down the stairs and opened the door.
 “It’s Christimass. Daddy…”
Ben held out his arms to them.

“Hello poppet. Lizzie it’s over, I’m home. Happy Christmas my loves.”

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love  R x