Sunday, February 5, 2012

Sample Sunday hot romance from Amelia James

Amelia's excerpt from Secret storm contains adult content please be aware of that. It is suitable for over eighteen years only.
Amelia writes,
I started reading steamy romance novels in junior high, but my mom took them away from me, so I started daydreaming instead. After I got married, I wrote some of my naughtier daydreams down and sent them to Playgirl magazine. Two of them got published.  I kept daydreaming and writing stories until my dirty stories turned into trashy books.
I live in Colorado, but I’ll always be a loyal Wisconsin Cheesehead. When I’m not lusting after my next bad boy hero, I look for inspiration in sci-fi and action movies, football players, bloodsucking lawyers, muscle cars, and kick-butt chicks.


Ebook Titles: available on Kindle, Nook, iBooks, and any ebook format at Smashwords.
Contemporary romance novels:
Tell Me You Want Me
Secret Storm

Erotic short story collection:
The Devil Made Me Do It

Paranormal romance short story:
One Wild Night (romance)
Consuming Him (erotica)

Something wasn’t right.  This wasn’t his bed.  This wasn’t his home.  Home wasn’t safe.  Was he safe here? 
Jack opened his eyes and looked around without moving a muscle.  Sunlight filtered in through closed curtains, lighting a neat, carefully arranged dresser against the opposite wall.  The mirror and the walls around it were covered with photos.  The faces looked familiar but he couldn’t make them out.  The bed he was lying in was warm and soft—comforting.  The woman sleeping next to him was the one who held his heart in his hands.  Almost literally, Jack smiled.  Sara’s palm rested on his chest, his heart beating under it.  Images of the night before chased sleep from his brain.  Wow.  How did things get so out of control?  He meant to be gentle with her, but he couldn’t remember how he ended up ripping Sara’s clothes off.  A guilty smile found its way to Jack’s lips.  He shouldn’t have enjoyed roughing her up, but Sara sure seemed to.  Wasn’t she the one who provoked him?
Sara moaned, and her fingers curled involuntarily, digging in to Jack’s chest.  He winced and lifted her hand.  “Oh sorry,” she blinked at him.  “I thought you were my pillow.”
“I am,” Jack smiled.  “I’ll be your pillow anytime you like.”
“Mmm…nice.”  She closed her eyes again.
Jack touched her face, brushing her hair off her cheek.  So beautiful.  “I love the way you look first thing in the morning.”
Sara looked at him like she didn’t quite believe him.  “This is the first time you’ve seen me first thing in the morning.”
“Yeah, but I love it already.  Your hair is all tangled and curled, your eyes are sleepy, and your body has a few bite marks and scratches from the things I did to you.”  There was that guilty smile again.
Sara moaned and pressed her lips to his neck, nibbling up to his ear.  “Do you have any idea how hot you make me?” 
Jack kissed her wandering mouth.  “Show me.”
She gave him a wicked smile then took his hands and put it between her legs.
“You’re wet,” he whispered.
Her hand slid down his stomach.  “You’re hard.”
“We should do something about that.  Come on.”  Jack threw back the covers and took her hand, pulling her toward the bedroom door.  He stopped and made sure the hallway was empty then they scurried to the bathroom. 
“What do you have in mind?”
“I was thinking a nice hot shower would feel good.” He turned the water on and waited for it to get warm then he pulled her in with him. 
“Mmm…I like.”  Sara kissed him, pressing her wet, slick body against his, wishing she could wake up like this every morning.  Her fingers tangled in Jack’s wet hair, pulling it back from his face while he held her under the warm water, kissing, kissing, and more kissing.
Sara gasped when her back touched the cold tile wall, but she relaxed and let the shower and Jack’s touch warm her.
Jack kissed her warming skin, stroking her wet body with his hands, exploring and tasting.  Last night was too rushed to fully enjoy her so he took his time, nibbling her ears, nipping her neck, tugging her nipples with his teeth.  She squealed when he did that so he kept doing it.  He directed the showerhead at one breast while he fondled the other, pulling her nipple into his mouth, circling it with his tongue.
Sara’s legs turned to jelly, but Jack held her up.  His mouth moved down her stomach, and she held on to his shoulders.  His tongue slipped between her thighs.  “Ohhhh…,” Sara moaned.  Jack stood up and pointed the shower spray lower.  Sara giggled when the water tickled her pink flesh.  The tickle got more and more intense, insistent.  She tried to get away, but she didn’t want to.  Then she noticed Jack was the relentless one and she stopped trying to move.
Jack was on his knees, tasting her.  The tip of his finger slid inside her, making circles right at the edge.
Sara was at the edge of madness.  “Oh Jack,” she groaned.  “You’re such a tease.”
He chuckled.  “Is this what you want?”  His finger slid in deep, stroking and thrusting.  “Or do you want something else?”

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Today we have a taste of the book, Redneck Heaven from author Marchelle Wallace

Marchelle lives in a very small town in Northern Pennsylvania with her husband, son, daughter, dog, cat, and a pet bunny. When not writing, She is a Bookkeeper and Tax Preparer. She enjoys crocheting, flowers, photography, and the Pittsburgh Steelers.
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She is a 2010 and 2011 Participant Winner of NaNoWriMo  (National Novel Writing Month

Redneck Heaven is the result of Participating in NaNoWriMo 2010.

Book Blurb,

Meredith Colt has an epiphany on her way to her own wedding. The epiphany leaves her in the arms of sexy green-eyed stranger Marlon Bridges. Four weeks later, the lovely Miss Colt arrives at her deceased Grandfather's house in search of herself in Heaven Pennsylvania (Redneck Capital of the World,) only to find her closest neighbor is none other than the sexy Redneck Marlon Bridges, owner of the Heavenly Timber and Logging Company.

The town has very strict views on Flatlanders and Meredith lives down to their expectations of how a Flatlander should act. Marlon is a card-carrying member of the Rednecks-R-us club.

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