Wednesday, 18 April 2018

#MidWeekTease is teasing with a guest and Hidden Embers...

Hi all please welcome Jane Burrelli to #MWT today with the first Bride of Fire book...

Hidden Embers

What happens when the forbidden is fated?

Can an exiled princess rise from the ashes?

Would the flames destroy me or forge me 

stronger than ever...

After all, fire and ice don’t mix. Or do they?


What in the Goddess’ name are you doing?” I screeched. Rearing up I found a firm hand planted in the center of my back pinning me in place. The only thing I had succeeded in doing was loosening my own trews. To my horror, his fingers curled into the waistband. I threw my hips from side to side, my attempts at evasion pitiful. “You can’t do this!” My protests went unheeded. He calmly took a firm grasp of my hips and threw his leg over mine. Panting, I found I couldn’t move, trapped like a creature in a snare. “I’m making sure I can see if I truly hurt you.” The fabric rasped over my tender skin. Shivering, my squirming bottom revealed to the elements, the chilled air bringing a moment of relief. “Trust me, it hurt.” His hand rubbed the reddened flesh, murmuring, “Your skin colors so easily.” The touch ignited a steady throb between my legs—what in Khatri’s name? The pause allowed me to gather my wits. “Do you know why you are in this position?” Khatri’s tits, he wanted to talk now! “Because you can’t abide being defied!” I hissed, struggling to concentrate on anything but calloused fingers now tracing patterns on my heated flesh. Closer and closer to the apex and I wiggled, longing for more of the same. The soft touch lingering at the sensitive crease where buttock met thigh. I shivered but it was different from the previous man who had touched me. It wasn’t revulsion, it ignited a fire that I didn’t know how to put out. “Is that what you think?” Lazily the finger drew back and forth, and my muscles jerked in response. The unexpected wallop shattered the first inklings of pleasure and sent my cheeks bouncing. The sting increasing tenfold without clothing to mute it. “Try again.”

When I realised that the world was not hiring for a 

‘sarcastic but benign Supreme Ruler of the Universe’ 

I’ve decided to focus on my passion. By day I work 

in a UK company’s finance department and by night I 

become my alter ego Scribble Girl or as my good 

friends have affectionately dubbed me the 'sex 

author'. Always armed with a notepad and pen in the 

black hole I call a handbag, I have been writing never 

ending stories since the age of 11 and this all 

stemmed from my love of reading.

I love reading. Period!

I’m part of the Harry Potter generation and while 

waiting between books would literally devour any 

book I could get my hands on. Let’s put it this way 

J.K Rowling has a lot to answer for. I adore that there 

is no end in sight to where your own imagination can 

take you and that between the pages of a book you 

are transported to another world.

Happy Reading!

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