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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Throwback Thursday!

The internet takes a step back in time every Thursday as people around the world share old baby pictures, vintage prom and wedding photos, and other assorted oldies. Authors can share too! This Thursday meme highlights those books in your backlist.

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E. Ayers said...

Here's an oldie for you.


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Torrey opened her front door for Rob and took his car keys. She brought in his laptop computer and her suitcase, then pressed the electronic keypad, and locked his car. By the time she got everything inside, he'd disappeared upstairs. She felt hesitant, as he'd never said a word about sleeping with her. If anything, he'd turned her down. Nervously, she walked upstairs to her bedroom and peeked inside.
Rob lay sound asleep on her bed. Silently, she picked up the clothes he'd shed and folded them. His light musky scent permeated the fabric. She smiled, held them to her nose and inhaled deeply before stacking them in a neat pile.
Taking a towel from the linen closet, she placed it in the bathroom for him. Then she proceeded to hang the clothes he had brought before putting his socks and boxers on her bureau. Never before had she felt such closeness to another person. Each little thing she did for the man she loved showered her with a sense of well being.
Two file folders lay in her suitcase, so she placed them on the bureau next to his socks. Lastly, tucked in a suitcase pocket, she found his toiletries.
What do I wear to bed when the man of my dreams walks back into my life, loses his father, and is now asleep in my bed? Nothing, absolutely nothing.

Savanna Kougar said...

This is the first kiss between Kaily and Dylan, my heroine and hero in SANTA BABY, SEVERAL STARS AWAY ~ A Short Shapeshifter Erotic Romance ~

''You're about to learn everything you need to know about me, Kaily. Right now."
His masculine purr fired all of her jets, while his gaze devoured her with a passion she'd only seen in the movies. Kaily felt her breath disappear...somewhere.
''Right now, she echoed, her tone an invitation.
Omygawd, her lips pleaded for the feel, the taste of his. Her only other experience with this level of feverish desire had been in High School. Billy McShea.
Oh yeah, Billy had finally kissed her behind the stands at a football game. One long sinful and dreamy locking of their mouths, a kiss that had seduced her lips and her virgin body.
However, he'd never touched her again. Even though, he hadn't exactly avoided her, Billy would look at her as if she was a temptation forbidden to him.
So, Kaily stuffed down her angsty pain, and kept her distance. When Billy married one of the cheerleaders, then left town, she realized she hadn't been part of his life's plan.
Goodbye, Billy.
Hello to the slow, slow descent of her mystery man's beautifully carved, oh-so handsome mouth.
To Kaily, it felt as though Dylan deliberately prolonged the moments before their lips touched because it increased his pleasure, and because it heightened her to a burning want.
His mouth alighted on hers, the sensation feathery. Then, he rested his lips on hers softly yet firmly.
The texture of his mouth, and the wintry coolness thrilled through Kaily, awakening her body, all of her senses—passionately blistering her insides.
Ding, ding, ding...we have a winner, she thought.
Gradually, beautifully, his kiss deepened, his mouth becoming a large dominant force on top of hers. So dominant, she could only succumb, and wish for more.
So much more. Please...oh, please.


Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side Romance


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Rosemary Morris said...

Sunday’s Child

By Rosemary Morris

Chapter One

Hertfordshire, England
November 1813

Rupert, Major Tarrant, caught his breath at the sight of seventeen year-old Georgianne. Black curls gleamed and rioted over the edges of her bandeau. Georgianne’s heart-shaped face tilted down toward her embroidery frame. Her hands lay idle on her gown. It was lilac, one of the colours of half-mourning. A sympathetic sigh escaped him. She wore the colour out of respect for her father, who lost a hand and leg, during the Battle of Salamanca, and died of gangrene more than a year ago.
There had been so many deaths since he last saw Georgianne. Not only had her brothers died during the storming of Ciudad Rodrigo but his elder brother had drowned six months ago while bathing in the lake on their father’s estate.
He advanced into the room with Adrian, Viscount Langley, at his side. Georgianne looked up and smiled. He caught himself staring into her hyacinth blue eyes, fringed with long black lashes. Colour crept over her high cheekbones. Her arched eyebrows drew together across her smooth forehead. Egad, she had the sweetest countenance he had ever seen; one with the lustrous, milky white sheen of china, and bow shaped rose pink lips to catch at the heart.
Georgianne stood.
He bowed. “My condolences.”
Sarah, clad in full mourning for her older half-brother, stood to make her curtsy to Langley. “I trust you have everything you require, my lord?”
Langley bowed. “Yes, thank you.”
“My lord, allow me to introduce you to my cousin, Miss Whitley.”
Georgianne curtsied as his lordship crossed the parlour to make his bow.
Tarrant inclined his head. “Ladies, please excuse us, we must see to our horses.”
Sarah shook her head at him. “See to your horses? The grooms can do so.”
Georgianne gurgled with laughter. “Ah, Sarah, have you forgotten how cavalrymen fuss over their mounts?”

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