Saturday, July 19, 2014

#MySexySaturday~ My Sexy Howl

My Sexy Saturday is a chance to share sexy moments from a WIP, upcoming release, or previously published work. Post 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs...whatever works for you! Check out the participants here.

Welcome back and hello to the newcomers! I'm working on my very first shifter book right now, so this post couldn't be better timing!!

The world shifted beneath Sophie. Every muscle in her body ached. She cracked her eyes open and gasped when she realized the earth really was moving. She was floating. Sophie scrambled to find something to hold onto.

“Hold still.” A deep voice grumbled in her ear. Warmth surrounded her and his arms tightened.

Sophie froze. “Who…” Her voice was scratchy. Then again, almost three days of running without talking would do that to a person. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Who are you? Why are you carrying me? Where am I? Oh shit, he found me. How did he get here so fast?” After she asked the first question the others came out rapid fire. Flashes of Justin’s angry face filled her thoughts.

I’ve got to get away. Would she never be safe again? Sophie tried to escape the strangers arms, but he squeezed her closer to his chest. Holy mother. He’s naked. I’m being carried like a baby through the woods by a naked stranger. Shivers rocketed down her body.

“I’m sorry. You’re cold. When we get to my truck you can put on my sweatshirt.”

“Thanks.” Cold wasn’t the cause of her shivers, but no way would she tell him that. The fuzzy hair on his chest however…that was a different story.

Never before had she reacted to a man’s body. Justin tried to touch her intimately more than once. Her lack of interest was one of the reasons he’d taken to hitting her. He seemed to think physical pain would somehow make her like him more.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2014



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Fate has cruelly torn them apart through the centuries…
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Through numerous reincarnations, Jade Jacome has adored one man. His love for her has repeatedly led to her murder, always on the same day and time. Jade’s scientific research proves this is their final rebirth, her last chance to outwit destiny and fulfill their passion. Against a backdrop of Brazil’s lushly decadent Carnaval, Jade has forty-eight hours to meet and tempt her lover, now known as Patrick Kane, then break fate’s deadly pattern.

Irresistibly drawn to Rio, Patrick senses Jade’s yearning that matches his. Seeing her again, time stops. Though they’ve never met in this life, he feels their connection, and that she’s in danger because of him. Baffled and unsettled, Patrick resists his attraction to Jade to keep her safe. In a contest of wills and shameless seduction, Jade must gamble all, even her life, before the anniversary of their first separation or risk losing Patrick forever.

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Jade regarded the young women who’d spoken to Patrick. The one on the right snatched his tee and pressed it to her nose. Her girlfriends reacted with surprise, dismay, jealousy, then all of them fell back to their towels, laughing loudly.

Their happiness touched Jade. She wanted the same for herself and Patrick. Turning to the sea, she spotted him. His strong, solid strokes took him farther from shore and her.

Jade followed for a few feet then stopped, warning herself against joining Patrick, telling him she was the woman he’d searched for when he’d moved down the beach. Her confession might flood him with too many painful memories, which would make her seduction that much more difficult.

When he saw her again, she needed him to recall a warm summer day in 1510, moments after he’d finished his swim. He’d stood in a shallow part of the stream then, the water reaching just above his knees. Beads of moisture dripped from his eyebrows, stubble, and long dark lashes. Sun drizzled through thick stands of cork and olive trees, dappling his broad shoulders with flecks of golden light. With his head lowered, he’d scooped water then flung it beneath his arms.

Secretly, she’d watched him, as she had for weeks, ever since he’d arrived at her papá’s castle to tutor her younger brothers.

His tall, strong body had intrigued her from the start, along with his educated voice, sculpted features, and bearing with his charges.

Unlike her papá’s other servants, he didn’t defer to her brothers, indulging their every whim. With a firm but fair hand, he’d schooled them in advanced mathematics, Latin, Greek, science, horsemanship, and other physical pursuits. At those times, he’d worn only a linen shirt and hose as he ran and played with them. Grinning broadly, he’d ruffled her brothers’ dark hair when they performed to his satisfaction.

She began to imagine his smile directed at her, his touch belonging to no one else.

At night, she dreamt of him. During the day, she couldn’t think of anything else, consumed with everything he did. Where he slept, what he ate, how he enjoyed his few moments of freedom from her brothers and her papá’s demands.

Clearly, he enjoyed bathing in the stream, rather than the iron tub in the castle. As though he preferred to be outdoors because it allowed him to be alone. Or so he thought.

Water poured through his fingers as he finally sensed her. His hand remained suspended in air as he forgot to bring it to his chest.

Slowly, as though uncertain at what he might see, he’d lifted his face and stared at the hem of her yellow gown. The insistent breeze had pulled the linen away from her legs and around the tree trunk where she’d been hiding.

A warning registered in her mind, telling her to yank the garment back, then turn and run, not stopping until she reached the chapel. There, god would expect her to feel badly for what she’d witnessed.

Carnal desire proved more powerful and compelling than eternal damnation, trapping her where she stood. With her palms on the stout ancient tree, she leaned to the left, knowing he’d see her face, not caring if he did. All she could do was drink in his powerful male form—his flat nipples, as richly brown as the earth, the dark tufts of hair beneath his arms, the silky strands swirling around his navel then trickling to his groin.

Flushed with embarrassment, fevered with need, she stared at his male organ, captivated as it lengthened and hardened before her eyes, the skin growing dusky, the head rounded and so plump his skin seemed in danger of splitting.

When she finally glanced up, she forgot to breathe. In his dark eyes, she saw desire to match her own. The promise of what life should be, not what her papá had planned for her with the count. A man she could barely stand.

Trembling with excitement, she stepped from behind the trunk and faced him.

Beneath his lust, she saw how bewildered he was. He had no idea who she might be or where she belonged. Although he’d lived at her papá’s castle for weeks, there was no reason for her father to have introduced them. He was a mere tutor, she even less. A female relegated to the shadows, ordered to be quiet and meek until her nuptials.

Undeniable need drew her closer to him, a sense of destiny singing in her blood.

Please leave a comment telling Tina what the last book was you read. Tina will be choosing one winner randomly from the comments section. The winner gets her choice of one of Tina’s backlist ebooks – FIFTEEN IN ALL – contemporary, paranormal, suspense, ménage. From this list:

1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit
3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take Me Away – #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR
10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book
11. Claiming Magique – Top Pick – NOR
12. Illicit Desire – Four Stars Romantic Times
13. Come Fill Me – Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures
14. Losing Control - Four and a Half Stars - Sensual Reads
15. Shameless Desire - Four and Half Stars - The Jeep Diva

Meet the Author

Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, and Kensington. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.

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Saturday, July 12, 2014

#MySexySaturday~ Saving Sultan

My Sexy Saturday is a chance to share sexy moments from a WIP, upcoming release, or previously published work. Post 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs...whatever works for you! Check out the participants here.

Welcome back and hello to the newcomers! This week's snippet once again comes from Saving Sultan. This is soon to be part of the Beyond Fairytales series at Decadent Publishing.  Check out the Beyond Fairytales website for a look at the new releases.

Dillon huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “We’re talking just fine right now.” Stubborn. Pain the ass. “Dillon, get off the fucking horse.”

This wasn’t about talking anymore. Liam wanted to kiss him. Push his worries away once more. Had since he’d watched Dillon’s jean-clad butt stroll out of his apartment that morning.

After more huffing and puffing, Dillon finally slid off Charm’s back. He landed in front of Liam, toe-to-toe. Liam wrapped his arms around Dillon’s waist and nuzzled his neck—easy to do since Dillon was a few inches taller. “I need you, Dillon.”

He stiffened beneath Liam’s touch, but didn’t pull away. “Letting you leave this morning was stupid.” Liam moved one hand to the back of Dillon’s neck and urged his head down until their lips met.

Liam kept the kiss innocent, giving Dillon time to make a decision. Stay or go. He knew which choice he wished his best friend would make. Their lips slipped across each other. Dillon gripped Liam’s upper arms, he tilted his head to the side, a more comfortable position and Liam smiled against his mouth.

After more kissing Dillon paused and raised his head. Liam locked eyes with him. What are you going to do? Let me be here for you, at your side while you work through this? Or push me away? Make me wait? And he would wait. If that was truly what Dillon needed, Liam would grant him what he’d asked for. As much as he’d hate it.

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