#FightsceneFriday #HisChristmasSurprise #romance

Hello!

Sharing an excerpt from holiday romance His Christmas Surprise. This excerpt also shows an assertive side of the female protagonist. Today is International Women’s day so the right time to share a woman-centric snippet. In this, the heroine Tonya takes a stand against the relationship-phobic hero.

Enjoy!

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She didn’t want to hear the bleakness surrounding the words. Instead, anger rose at his determination to walk away from her so readily. They’d just shared a kiss that had been so full of passion, she’d been swept away with the force of it. He’d acted like he couldn’t resist her, for God’s sake.

‘How can you be like this after what you were like moments before? You didn’t ask me what I wanted, Dan. You can choose to kiss me one instant and then push me away the next?’
That seemed to get him. He sighed, running a hand on his face as though to ease the grim lines there.

‘I know what this looks like, Tonya…’

‘Do you really?’

She felt all trembly inside. Fear and something else evoking an urgency she couldn’t hold back.

‘I’m not saying I want to rush into a relationship with you, but you haven’t given me an option, have you? You’ve decided what you wanted and haven’t bothered to get to know about my feelings.’

‘No. I haven’t.’ His face wore the grim look again. ‘I don’t want to discuss this, Tonya.’

‘Oh? Let’s find something you do want to discuss.’ Her voice shook a little. ‘Not a lot of choice there, I’m afraid.’

‘Tonya…’ His blue eyes gazed at her and she saw regret there. It made her feel empty inside. Her fists curled.

‘Stop treating me like a stranger, Dan.’
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Description:

A heartwarming, sensual romance set in Goa during the festive season and Easter.

Christmas brought an unexpected sparkle in his life
Dan Tollinger is having a bad Christmas. He lost his wife to terminal illness and his boys are behaving badly. He’s at his shopping center all day, how can he manage them when he can’t find the time?
Tonya needs premises to run her business after her bakery got damaged in a fire. With a son to bring up on her own, the sensible option is to accept Dan’s job offer to housekeep while putting her business back on the track. But will this job be so easy? Dan is brusque and to the point, while his boys don’t listen at all!
Then unexpectedly, she finds herself succumbing to her attraction to Dan. And it seems he’s not immune either!
Would it be wise to give in to desire and hope something more kindles between them?

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#FightsceneFriday #MoreThanJustDesire #romance

Hi folks!

It’s time to share Fight Scene Friday.

This time it’s from More Than Just Desire, romance novel at Amazon kindle. The story between Arfaaz and Piya is all about fighting falling in attraction and then in love with each other. This book had many scenes of conflict. Here’s one for your reading delection. In this, Arfaaz meets Piya after three years separation resulting from differences during their marriage.

Excerpt:

‘Why are you back?’ The question was stabbed at her, a fleeting eye lock in the mirror confirming that he was in no mood to humor her.
‘Why shouldn’t I be? Does it inconvenience you?’ she snapped back.
‘Why should it?’ A dark eyebrow rose.
‘Maybe you’re too busy painting the town red to want a wife in the picture?’ Better to be offensive, she told herself. And who knew it might be near the truth.
‘Don’t judge me by your own scale. Piya. That was your forte, not mine.’
‘What’s yours?’ Unreasonably angry, she wanted to flail at him. That caused her eyebrows to knit in surprise when what she should be was contrite. The anger wouldn’t be stemmed, giving rise to sarcasm, ‘To wait patiently and celibately for your wife to come back into your arms?’
Tension rose in the air. The negativity between them was like a wall. A silence fell. He broke it, his words heavy with recrimination. ‘Patiently…after the way you have tried me, you really expect that? I was patient with you once, don’t forget that, Piya. Far more patient than you deserved. But you chose to see it as weakness…’
She had. A flicker of pain crossed her expression as the stab hit home. Everything he said was true. Seeing him, every one of the demons that chased her was yanked awake, seething and burning for revenge on her. She closed her eyes. It had been a mistake to come back. A mistake to even think of facing him.
He signified everything that was wrong and evil in her. The symbol of her worse side. Teeth sank on her lip with enough force to hurt. She wanted to be out of his sight. If anyone had handed her an airplane ticket back to Boston at that moment, she would have taken it and flown away. Never, ever to look back.
‘As for being back in my arms, it wasn’t your place before, so why would things change that much now?’ he shot out grimly.

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Blurb:

Scared of how he made her feel, she ran away…from him…from Bollywood…
Arfaaz is determined to get his revenge on Piya for making a farce of their marriage and leaving him to face the backlash of a scandal when he found her in a compromising situation with her co-star. Now she’s back in Mumbai, trying to get back into films. He forces her to stay with him, making it a condition for granting her a divorce. But Piya drives him crazy with her antics. On the top of that, the attraction between them sizzles and threatens to make him forget reason. Piya only cares about finding success in the competitive world of starry glamour. Success is her mantra and her worship. The day he’s sure of it will be their last day together…

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#FightsceneFriday #new #excerpt

Hello! It’s time to share another excerpt for Fight scene Friday. If you are an author, you can share your excerpt by submitting via contact me button.

Today’s excerpt is from romance novel, More Than Just Desire. It’s a romance full of emotional conflict between an actor heroine and a film director hero. It’s set against the background of Indian Hollywood popularly called Bollywood but meant to indicate Mumbai.

Here’s the excerpt. Enjoy.

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‘You’ll divorce me?’ The sense of anticlimax she felt annoyed her. Why wouldn’t he, for God’s sake? She’d been a far from ideal partner. No man wanted a three year estranged wife surely? Or why would he allow her to remain away for so long? For no logical reason, the knowledge had a sharp edge, stabbing her deeply.

Arfaaz’s gaze was fixed on the flush deepening on her cheeks. The color of anger…or joy at getting her freedom? It had been a mistake to pick her up in his arms, to give in to the urge to subdue that stubborn defiance. Three years since he’d touched her, yet her bones felt as delicate under his hands as the night he’d gripped her shoulders in anger. Evoking the same remorse one might feel for handling a bird badly. She had worn a metal colored dress that night. He could still feel the slithery fabric beneath his fingers. Another of her risqué dresses, with deceptively demure full sleeves while the shocker was the back. Which was missing. He had never objected to what she wore, though primitive instincts protested. She had a media image to maintain. He hadn’t wanted to act the possessive husband. A mistake, he thought again. Even the brief brush of her body against his had lit a spark that reminded him of how possessive he’d wanted to be. She had taken enough advantage of him. The grim thought rose from a host of emotions. He’d suffered, he’d been fooled, he’d been dumped. Was he going to take it all and let her go as easy as pie?

‘If you want a divorce, you’ll have to do a small favor for me first,’ he said.

‘Favor?’

‘Something which is important to me. Then you’ll be free to go.’

‘I will?’

He shrugged, letting her make what she could out of it.

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#Sharing #conflict scene #AgainstTheTide #fightsceneFriday

A conflict is necessary to give pace to any story. Hashtag fightsceneFriday is a new feature on this blog to highlight conflict. Of course, we like to read and enjoy times of laughter and love. But in fiction, we turn the pages faster when something like an impending collision brews. So read on and enjoy the twists in the tales by reading and sharing this hashtag. Writers are invited to share their favourite conflict scenes in their books. Readers take an opportunity to devour the topsy turvy incidents.

Today, I’m sharing my favourite conflict scene from historical novella, Against The Tide. Published at Amazon and reaching no. 1 spot in its category in one day, this is the story of a courtesan in ancient India set against the glamorous backdrop of a palace. It follows the unfolding of the intrigues of royal family and the forbidden love between a king and a concubine.

Hope you will like this snippet as much as I do 🙂

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She sprang back at the words, the chisel slipping from her grasp. It would have hit her toe if he didn’t swing forward his arm and catch it mid-air.

Wide accusing eyes looked at him and unexpected tears sprang to her eyes till the emotional current became too much and they spilled over, her gaze blurring as they flooded over and slipped down her cheeks.

‘Lohana!’ His voice was guttural and low, betraying his concern. ‘Now what have I said?’ He tried to inject a teasing note, saying lightly, ‘I need more lessons in tact, I guess.’

She wiped her cheeks with the edge of blue muslin. ‘Maharaj, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t spoil your mood. I know you were joking. It’s unbecoming in me to take things you say so seriously…’

‘Even a smart diplomat can stumble,’ he said severely, ‘So I won’t punish you for this blunder. What makes you think I’m not serious?’

‘Maharaj!’ She held up a hand to ward him off, but which was ensnared in the crushing grip of his larger hand. He eased the force immediately. But his voice was commanding. ‘Lohana, I don’t make mistakes in people and certainly not in my feelings!’

‘I’m –’ She drew in a breath, knowing she’d given away more than she intended, but finding it difficult to regulate her unruly emotions. ‘I’m flattered, sire,’ she managed.

Her hand dropped from his grip. ‘Flattered?’ He sounded incredulous.

Taking courage in both hands, she dared a look up and found a thundering scowl covering his noble wide forehead.

Today, with dark locks brushed back and tamed, because he had taken off the decorated turban, he looked slightly tamer. His shoulders were covered with golden yellow cloth slung from one shoulder and half trailing on the ground. Broad, naked chest rose, rock hard, muscled and adorned with a solid gold disc slung on thick rope-like chains. A pearl double rope rested amid those. In his ears, he wore thick short rings with single prominent bead in each.

‘Have I been mistaken?’ His voice became soft and edgy. ‘Have I seen feelings where there was only flirtation, allure and beguilement? Why the tears then? Your words lie, but your eyes tell your truth. Say it, Lohana. Tell me, ‘tis love you feel for me.’

Those tears threatened to be spilled again.

‘More than love.’ She gasped as his arms came around her immediately, clasping her waist and drawing her tight till air threatened to be squeezed out of her chest.

‘Forgive me, priya. I can’t stop the emotions that rage through me. I love you, Lohana. It is you I will have as my wife.’

‘No…’ Her protest should have been stronger but it was hard to speak when your knees felt they would buckle anytime. ‘That’s a sacrilege…not admissible… I am what I am, bound to serve you but –’

‘Have you any objection?’

‘Yes.’ Her mouth trembled and she bit her lip.

‘Not because of the society or what I am. Tell me, if you could marry me, would you?’

‘I can’t answer that.’ She fought the impulse to say yes and put all her troubles into his hands. But she had been trained to fulfil an office. To carry out a function. She would not look above her post. She would not let herself be called overambitious and have the stones pelted at her, both figurative and lest she lose his protection, even literally.

‘Then I will answer for you. You love me and you want me, only me.’ His voice held a rough edge like an unpolished sword. ‘You will be my wife. Vidarbhakata’s queen.’

‘No.’

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Blurb:

Can a concubine fall in love? 
Lohana knows she cannot even dream of everlasting love. Trained to captivate men for their wealth and proficient in the required arts, a concubine like her is not meant to be a partner for life for anyone and most certainly not for the king. But King Jayatshatru has managed to steal her heart. In the politics of aristocracy, germs of intrigue flourish hidden behind the ornate doors. As love grows stronger, the plotting against her deepens. Will she be able to fight the forces against her? Does she even want to, when dreaming about happiness can lead both the king and her to ultimate ruin?

Amazon buy link: https://www.amazon.com/Against-Tide-Concubine-Summerita-Rhayne-ebook/dp/B07D5JZKJD

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Calling Authors for #fightsceneFriday #excerpt #conflict #books

Hi, all writer friends. I’m starting a #fightsceneFriday feature on my blog. If you want to share a fight scene excerpt or any conflict scene between your protagonist(s) from your new or on going release, send me the scene (upto 400 words), book cover and links. If you have my email address, send the details there, or message me through Contact me tab to get it. Most genres accepted, but I reserve the right to refuse if it doesn’t fit in with my site.
I will post as you send. If it’s late, will keep for next Friday.
Looking forward to hearing from you.