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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. I am featuring 8 sentences of my new paranormal romance Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2. Here are Roman and Amelie, warrior and witch, their first meeting in this lifetime.
Love Entwined
“…and I would like you to work on the designs.”
“Me?” She was close enough to hear him chuckle under his breath.
Maybe it was three months of pent up anger at being—for lack of a better word—manipulated in her home. Or, maybe it was three months of the best sex—real or imagined—she’d ever had in her life with a phantom who chose to introduce himself at this very inconvenient time when she was trying to quit her exhausting job. It was also just as likely the fact that her warm and generous dream lover was actually a pampered and conceited heir who probably had more woman than the time required to service them. Whatever the reason, she had reached her limit.
She faced Mr. Cardiff. Folding her arms, she acknowledged what had passed between them and accepted his dare. “It would be my pleasure.”
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She was an innocent doe being circled by a panther that was higher up on the food chain and more resourceful.
Clearly, he wanted to take a bite out of her…
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My new paranormal romance Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2 releases on Monday, September 9th. To celebrate I am showcasing 7 sentences for our weekly blog hop My Sexy Saturday. Enjoy!
Last night, she dreamed they were in a ship’s cabin. Her dream lover rocked her as gently as the ship swayed. His eyes were the color of a storm-tossed ocean when he slid his hand between her thighs. The warm glow of the lantern on his chest illuminated black curls that created a delicious sensation against her breasts. Her lips caressed his shoulder when he covered her. She’d smelled the ocean on his hot skin…“Âme Soeur.”
It is always a great time at Romance Lives Forever. I am so excited to join the party with my upcoming release Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2. Remember Angel of Falcon’s Angel, Book 1? Well, in Love Entwined, Angel’s parents battle a demon from their past. Amelie and Roman, witch and warrior. Evil and good together in lust. Both have wicked ways, can they stay together in love? Click the link below and come along for the sinfully good ride.
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Dreaming of Prince Charming? Your Knight in Shining Armor? You’ve come to the right place. Yorkshire, England to be exact.
At times, Roman Cardiff is the charming hero. This Englishman can be a gentleman, or not. At the helm of Cardiff Jewels, he rarely hears the word no. He gets what he wants and now he wants jewelry designer Amelie Laurent. He’ll do anything to have her.
Whisking her away to the wilds of Yorkshire on assignment feels like kidnapping to Amelie, but to Roman it is more of a melding of the minds. She’ll come around.
However, fairytales often have a dark side. At St. Clair Manor in Yorkshire, Roman and Amelie are in the heart of an ancient battle. A warrior and a witch. Which one of them is a killer? Which one of them will stay alive? In this jewel war, the blood will tell.
Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2 releases with Liquid Silver Books on September 9th. Like ghosts and demons and undying love?
Love Entwined Blurb
Run, little witch…
AMELIE LAURENT is on her way to the top of the jewelry designing world with no time for men. Her orderly life is about to come undone when playboy and jewelry tycoon ROMAN CARDIFF steals her away on assignment to a remote English estate. Roman wants Amelie all to himself but St. Clair Manor’s resident ghost has been waiting for her much longer than he has.
Run home…
An unseen gunman takes a shot at Roman and he blames a business rival. But Amelie and Roman are to blame, for falling in love 200 years before in a time neither of them remember.
From the heartbreak of pre-Revolutionary France to modern day corporate wars, Amelie and Roman uncover a history of blood jewels, lust and demons.
Good witch, bad witch, you must decide…
When Amelie discovers her inner witch she learns the real reason she was summoned to St. Clair Manor. Il Dragone will kill to get her back. Amelie will kill if they do.
Catch up on the Cardiff series. Read an excerpt of Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1 here.
It’s the Hot Paranormal Nights Blog Hop! This summer we’re celebrating things that go bump in the night. What are your favorite things that go bump in the night? Leave a comment and your email address for a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card. Click the Hot Paranormal button above to visit all stops on this hop and enjoy!
Two of my favorite things that go bump in the night? One Dark Alley and a Drafty Old Place.
Excerpt from Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1
One Dark Alley in Naples, Italy…
What the hell?
Something flitted overhead, darker than the darkness in which he now stood alone. He pointed the Glock upward even as a figure walked up the side of the building. It looked like a black cloud but more solid than it should be.
Before he could get off a shot, the darkness disappeared over the side of the roof.
Staring at the dead end in front of him, Falcon put his gun away. No doors or windows on either side.
Where is the guy? Must be a hidden door somewhere, he’d check it out later.
Falcon turned back toward the girl. Beyond her, across the street, the man he had been chasing got into a car.
“No way,” he murmured as the car sped off. No way could the man have gotten past him in the alley.
The girl had both arms wrapped around the violin case in front of her. She was leaning against the church wall, crying.
A street lamp flickered on above them, belatedly bathing the passage in revealing light. She did not seem to realize that he was there.
“Did he hurt you, Signorina?”
She looked up. He lifted his gaze from her heaving chest.
“Grazie,” she whispered, wiping her face with the back of her hand. She shook her head. “I am fine.”
There was blood on her closed fist.
“Are you hurt?” He moved closer.
She moved her hand behind the folds of her skirt and backed into the wall.
He waited, leaning his hand against the wall above her head, inhaling her perfume. A beguiling combination of … amber, apples and musk. The scent suited her, organic, delicious. He wanted to lift her skirt right now and take her against this wall, those long legs wrapped around him.
Angelina examined the buttons on his shirt that were in such close proximity. Stepping away from him would be cowardly, and he would guess she was made of sterner stuff. When she looked up it was with the defiance he expected from a cornered tigress.
He held her gaze, reaching behind to bring her fist out from the folds of her skirt.
The bloody gold in the center of her palm was a heavy medium-sized loop engraved with a stylized dragon. She had pulled it from the man’s ear and he had not made a sound.
“A memento?” He whispered in English close to her lips.
“I don’t want it. You can have it,” she answered in her native tongue. Now, that was the truth. Her British accent was tinged with a weary sadness. He wanted to pick her up against his chest and carry her home.
She had courage. Even while his mind worked to figure out what her role was in the mystery of the Stradivarius, he admired that.
He couldn’t leave her alone now. Not on a street where men escaped him when cornered in an alley and black clouds slid up church walls.
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Excerpt from Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2 Available 9/9/13 from Liquid Silver Books
A Drafty Old Place in North Yorkshire, England…
Across the green was the mansion. The floodlights lit up the old limestone, making the imposing high stone walls seem even older than they were. Large bay windows dotted the beautifully preserved façade.
My dream house.
She turned to Roman, who stared at her.
“What is it?”
“This is…” She could not speak, should not speak the words in her mind, and returned her gaze to the window. “It is like an ancient monument.”
He looked over her shoulder. “This drafty old place is over two hundred years old.”
He stopped when she wanted to hear more, anything that would explain why her dream house was here in England, why she was here, why they were both here together, she and her dream lover.
He was watching her again.
She sat back and tried for a lighter tone. “So many windows must bring warmth to the interior in the summer.” She had only just arrived and was already being seduced by the thought of summer in the English countryside.
The car drove up a road as wide as a two-lane highway in New York City. There was a hush over the place that drew her and with it came a deferential awareness.
St. Clair Manor was encapsulated in its own golden age, as if it preferred the gothic influences of the Georgian era.
Amelie shifted on the seat. A manor couldn’t prefer anything. It wasn’t alive, after all.
She was holding her breath and let it out slowly. Now the dark windows of the manor seemed to be eyes focused on her, hundreds of them, witnessing her arrival.
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. I missed a few weeks getting my new blog up and I’m so glad to be back with a snippet from my first novel, Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1. Here is Falcon at work.
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Falcon walked over to the interrogation table. “Three days in Quajing Prison not enough for you? Sit down.”
Max stepped over the prone guard to sit back down in his chair. “Solitary confinement. You bastards…” he rasped.
Falcon took the seat at the other end of the table. “Max, tone it down or you are not going to like what happens here.”
Sore Neck got up from the floor and linked Max’s chain to the seat.
Blood trickled down Max’s face. He shook his head so it wouldn’t run in his eye.
Sore Neck gave the chain a malicious tug before he went to hold up the other corner of the room. Max licked the blood off his busted lip like it belonged to Sore Neck.
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Want to know more about the Cardiff series? Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1 is available at Liquid Silver Books. Read an excerpt here.
Coming September 9th from Liquid Silver Books: Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2. Read more about it here.
I was MIA for a while, moving to my new blog, hanging curtains and finding just the right overstuffed comfy couch to read sexy romance – and missed a few weeks of My Sexy Saturday. It’s great to be back!
Hope you enjoy this snippet from my upcoming release Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2, available at Liquid Silver Books on September 9th. 🙂
Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2
She should protest—she did not know him. Instead, she sighed with the cool night air against her bare breast.
Warm hands drew her close, a comfort as much as a command. When he wrapped his arms around her, the bedroom walls fell away. She smelled the sea and the wind whipped around them.
She dug her fingers into his back and remembered … the way he nipped her neck when he sank into her, his deep, satisfied grunt when she clung to him, how he pinned her down, holding back the release until she thought she would die if he didn’t let her come right now…
She did know him. He was her capitaine. She molded herself against him and his chin dipped to rest on her head.
When he pulled back, a thick, black forelock winged away from his forehead. Full lips turned upward into dimples and moonlight shone in his eyes. “My love.”
She rubbed her nipples into the curls sprinkled across his chest and finally, he lifted her and laid her down on the water’s surface. His body, all hard planes and angles, pushed her down. She wrapped her legs around him atop a swelling wave.
He murmured approval as he cupped her buttocks, lifted her hips and drove into her all in one deft motion.
Want to start the Cardiff series? Read more on Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1 here.
Are you ready for this hot hop? Join us authors, bloggers and reviewers for a steamy ride through the weekend. Remember to comment and leave your email address for a chance to Grand Prizes – #1 is a Kindle Fire. #2 is a $50 Amazon.com gift certificate.
I am giving away a $5 Amazon gift card to one lucky commenter who can tell me how they’re enjoying this hot summer!
Speaking of hot…Want some Hot Summer Romance? Then you want the Cardiff Novels!
Falcon’s Angel, A Cardiff Novel Book 1 has Falcon and Angelina battling ancient enemies to stay alive. What happens when an assassin and a thief fall in love? Read more about their story here.
Next, you’ll be ready for Love Entwined, A Cardiff Novel Book 2, which releases September 9, 2013. In this prequel, Angelina’s parents, Roman and Amelie have an interesting history with il Dragone. The Cardiff family curse is alive and well and it’s going to take more than Roman’s obsession with his little witch to keep them both alive. No cover yet but here’s the blurb. Enjoy!
A Love Entwined. Jewel Wars…The Blood Will Tell.
Run, little witch…
Amelie Laurent is on her way to the top of the jewelry designing world with no time for men. Her orderly life is about to come undone when playboy and jewelry tycoon Roman Cardiff steals her away on assignment to a remote English estate. Roman wants Amelie all to himself but St. Clair Manor’s resident ghost has been waiting for her much longer than he has.
Run home…
An unseen gunman takes a shot at Roman and he blames a business rival. But Amelie and Roman are to blame, for falling in love 200 years before in a time neither of them remember.
From the heartbreak of pre-Revolutionary France to modern day corporate wars, Amelie and Roman uncover a history of blood jewels, lust and demons.
Good witch, bad witch, you must decide…
When Amelie discovers her inner witch she learns the real reason she was summoned to St. Clair Manor. Il Dragone will kill to get her back. Amelie will kill if they do.
