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Sunday, November 9, 2014

Snippet Sunday!

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7 comments:

Rosemary Gemmell said...

From Midwinter Masquerade by Romy Gemmell - Scottish-set Regency novel. Now at bargain price of 99c (77p)!

“I shouldn’t stay on the ground too long, Miss Montgomery, else you will freeze your lower regions.”

At sound of the amused drawl, Annabelle scrabbled to stand up without sliding further, dreading to think what a sight she must be. Oh, the embarrassment that he of all people should find her like this. And he had the temerity to mention her lower regions, although she could already feel the cold dampness seeping through her pelisse.

http://www.amazon.com/Midwinter-Masquerade-Romy-Gemmell-ebook/dp/B00G4DNG7G

Website: http://www.rosemarygemmell.com

Susan Macatee said...

From my Civil War romance, The Christmas Ball.


The Christmas Ball
A dark brown, well-tended beard framed his angular jaw, and the thick, wavy hair touching his collar always seemed to have an errant lock grazing his forehead that she longed to smooth back. His intense hazel eyes set her pulse racing as he examined the man’s wound. How would it feel to have him studying her so intently?

http://www.amazon.com/The-Christmas-Ball-ebook/dp/B00A5CF3SM/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1352744944&sr=1-3&keywords=the+christmas+ball

http://susanmacatee.com

Savanna Kougar said...

HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS, a ShapeShifter Seductions Presents Novel.

Zance seared his gaze over her face for several moments. When he focused on her breasts, Sherilyn felt deliciously exposed, as if she'd become his sex captive.

He continued to pull on her hair, forcing her back until her head touched the pillow.

~~~

Blurb-Excerpts-Link: ~http://savannakougar.blogspot.com/p/blog-page.html~

HAPPY READING!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~http://savannakougar.com~

Helen Henderson said...

From Hatchlings Curse, Book 2 of the Dragshi Chronicles.

Anastasia’s caresses pulled Branin away from the nightmarish image. Her fingertips traced the scar on his jaw line, then moved down his neck. Feather-light touches teased his senses pulling him deeper into maelstrom. As he surrendered to increasingly larger waves of passion, amplified by Llewlyn’s link with Jessian, another’s laughter remained--Broch’s.

Buy Link:http://amzn.com/B00OX4G01M

Excerpt, first chapter, and more buy links: http://helenhenderson-author.blogspot.com/p/hatchlings-curse.html

Marie Lavender said...

She sighed and turned over only to squeal. Gabriel Hill was sitting beside her on the bed. “What are you doing? Are you mad?”

-from UPON YOUR HONOR, book 2 of the Heiresses in Love Series, a Victorian romantic suspense novel

http://marielavender.com/

http://www.amazon.com/Marie-Lavender/e/B00C10Q94I/

E. Ayers said...

A Snowy Christmas in Wyoming

Amazon International Buy Links
http://authl.it/B006B3IOIK


On Tues. Nov 11, it will be available in the boxed set, Christmas on Main Street, for 99c USD

"Why, because you've fallen for a tall, dark, handsome man with a broad set of shoulders and tight butt? I might be old, but I know a good thing when I see it. That man packs a pair jeans."

Mary Magdeline said...

Hawk's Gift by Mary M. Forbes
Amazon Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Hawks-Gift-Mary-M-Forbes/dp/1466267011/ref=la_B002UUEK4U_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1415634555&sr=1-2

From the moment Bobbie stepped into the house, she was aware of him. She could smell an elusive, wild scent. She could feel him in the excited air as though he was touching her. No. How could they be so cruel? She tried to calm herself as she stepped into the room. After three long years, Bobbie felt as though she were starving. Her hungry gaze turned to him. He was standing by the window. Sunlight filtered in on his lean frame. His face was shadowed.
He wore tight jeans, as though denim had been invented specifically for him. A black shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest. He was as tantalizing and primitive exciting as ever. She felt the jolts wracking her body.