#Bookreleaseday for #TeethingTroublesofLove

Hi folks,

Today I’m happy to share that it’s book release day for my new book, romantic comedy Teething Troubles of Love.

Here’s something about the book:

Blurb:

Sheena and Vinayak work in the same dental institute but their paths would never have crossed if Sheena’s deception hadn’t woven a web of lies in which Vinayak became entangled. Now Vinayak wants to continue her lie. But how can a fake engagement lead to real love?

From a rajputana estate to a villa on an Indian Ocean island, join them in a journey of tangled deceit mixed with unwilling attraction in this page-turning romcom.


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Excerpt:

She didn’t have any luck in love. All her so-called suitors had brought was trouble on her head. And now she had got into hot water with the most eligible bachelor of the institute, the Head of Orthodontics and an aristocrat to boot.
How did she do this? Talk about messing up her chances. She had to get out of this quagmire.
He opened his mouth but before he could make yet another cutting remark, she dived in.
‘You were a good choice,’ she confessed. ‘You never attend the parties and hardly the cultural programs. I thought you’d never catch wind of it.’
‘What did you get out of it?’
‘I – oh peace of mind for eight months.’
‘Eight months?’ He looked thunderstruck. Obviously unable to process her final blow, he sank down into his chair. ‘You’ve been carrying out this – this masquerade for eight months?’
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Book under Spotlight: Mita’s Dilemma by Sudesna Ghosh

Hi folks, today I have author Sudesna Ghosh’s book, Mita’s Dilemma under the spotlight. Check it out and don’t miss reading the delectable excerpt from the book.

Blurb
Newly single and fresh into a great job, Mita isn’t looking for a relationship. There’s her sweet, good looking colleague who reminds her of someone she’d rather forget. And then there’s the temptation of no strings attached pleasure. She is a woman trying to figure out what she wants and she’s in no hurry — until a furry little creature comes into her life, forcing her to make a choice.
It’s sexy. It’s cute. It’s heart-warming.
A romantic comedy with heart set in Kolkata, India.

Excerpt
Mita tried not to ogle him. His wet white shirt and facial hair reminded her of Shah Rukh Khan dancing in the rain in Dilwale. He came in and threw off his shoes. His shirt followed. Now she was admiring his strong abdomen and his broad chest. A perfect toasty brown.

“Will you stop staring and get me a towel?” He sounded annoyed.

Mita got him one and pointed him in the direction of the bathroom. Surely, he couldn’t take his jeans off in her living room. She shouted after him, “I was not staring at you!”

Facing her with a seductive look, he replied, “That’s okay. You can stare.”

She rolled her eyes, letting him go inside for a hot shower. She had turned on the geyser for herself but she wasn’t that wet so she could wait. Ruchi called to check if she’d reached home safely.

She told her that she was fine, adding, “Suraj is staying over tonight.”

Her friend got excited, asking her if this was wise considering they were colleagues and that he looked like her ex. Mita promised her she’d go straight to bed. Alone. Suraj could sleep on the divan. It was cozy.

He came out wearing the towel around his waist.

Grinning, he asked, “Do you have anything I could wear for the night?”

About the Author
Sudesna (Sue) Ghosh is an author based in Kolkata, India. She’s a graduate of University of Rochester (USA) and an ex features journalist. Her short stories and feature articles have appeared in major newspapers and magazines across India. Since 2017, she has published around 20 kindle books for both children and adults. Along with being a full-time reader and writer, Sue does what she can for stray animals and loves to spend time with her rescue cats.

Twitter: @sudesna_ghosh

Instagram: @sudesna_meow

#FeistyFemmes #excerpt #ASecretTie #Mondaymention

Hi folks,

Let’s start a new thread for blogging for writers and readers by name of #Mondaymention. Under this you will share one excerpt from your book or a book you have read that has some component of strong response or action by a female protagonist indicated by the hashtag #feistyfemmes. So, when you share the excerpt put the title of the post as I have, except that you must replace my book title with the title from which you take the excerpt. Also please share all the posts with the hashtags. Since we are all busy we’ll limit sharing to Mondays and Tuesdays only.

Sharing here some saucy comeback from the heroine, Yashita, in historical A Secret Tie. Yashita is a spy working for King Hitaksha and is set on leaving her duty and getting married. Here’s a showdown between the two.

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‘Don’t let your hunger for security lure you into disaster,’ he continued in a harsh tone.
She stiffened. He had put the tip of dagger on the vulnerable spot in her wound. She had no option, but to say, with a false assumption of calmness. ‘Security? You’re surely belittling my romance. Love is beyond all limits. You have not experienced it, maharaj, so forgive me, but this is not your arena. When you cannot play, how can you define the rules of the game?’

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Did you like her response? Leave a comment below.

Also check out the excerpt section of this blog for more snippets.

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Blurb:

Yashita has chosen to lead the life of a spy. But after years of serving the ruler well, she has now a request. She wants to get married and settle down. To her utmost relief, King Hitaksha agrees to set her free. But he has a condition. She must fulfil one more mission before he will allow her to leave his service.

Through the dangers of ancient politics and twisted monarchy, Yashita faces threats and perils to the mission. Battling through unknown kingdoms, she must play a dangerous game to save her life and the King’s. But there’s far tougher trial she must live through constantly. The forbidden attraction the King holds for her…

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An excerpt from A Twist of Fate

Hi folks,

I’m sharing today an excerpt from A Twist of Fate. In this, Charulata is meeting her father before her wedding, and he sees her dressed as a bride ready to commit the wedding vows.

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Oh, my lovely daughter.’ He pinched her cheek. ‘Can I bear to send you off?’

‘Don’t send me then,’ she half pleaded.

‘Charu!’ he chided gently.

‘Why does a girl have to leave all that is familiar to her?’

He sighed. ‘Fathers have been asking this of themselves since eternity. And will continue to ask this. It’s the way we have made for ourselves. We have deemed one hand dearer than the other and every father must pay the cost for the decision he upholds.’

She said softly, ‘I will abide by your decision then, pitashri.’

‘Proud of you.’ Her father kissed her forehead. She hugged him, a constrained one, because of her coiffure and ornaments. He grinned and she half joined in, pretending not to notice the moisture in his eyes.

A Twist of Fate is a historical romance set in early medieval India, focusing on the vulnerable position of women in the society.

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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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#Sharing #excerpt from #romance #AgainstAllRules

Hi everyone,

Sharing an excerpt from the first book I published as indie author. Against All Rules is very close to my heart since it marks my debut into the world of self publishing. It taught me a lot. Since then many books have been launched and some did better than it, but the accolades won by this remain cherished.

It’s a sizzling snippet, so beware! *wink *

Excerpt:

At last he saw the acknowledgement in her eyes. They softened and glowed as though she was reliving the surge of sensations they both had been enveloped in. How could this girl, whom he would have said he was unlikely to find desirable, arouse such a potent awareness in him so that he found himself locked in the hazel pools of her eyes, pulled in till he had no volition left of his own and was only dimly aware when he found he was cupping her jaw, bending to kiss her and then it didn’t matter because a bare couple of inches didn’t take much to cover. Not when he was being sucked in by a force larger than his resistance. Not when the prize was the contact of her soft lips. He needed to touch those, have them under his, taste the ripe flavor of her heat, soft and sweet and infinitely giving. Then he was tasting it all. Arousing. Passionately generous. He wanted it to go on forever. He wanted to end the light exploration and deepen it into complete abandon.

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Blurb:

Desire which breaks all rules…
Samara, the cool and efficient office assistant at work, is hopelessly attracted to her boss. Strong as the attraction is, she’s equally determined to keep it a secret from the suave tycoon, Tahir Virani.
Tahir, the distant and at times, sarcastic boss, has no time for Samara. Embittered and cynical after his failed marriage, he has no intention of getting involved and certainly not in anything long term.
A kiss changes everything. The office logistics go haywire as awareness zooms to level ‘O’. Soon, one thing is clear, they can no longer ignore each other.
But Tahir has clearly no intention of breaking his office protocol and Samara would never settle for a fling.
When the fire is set, who can avoid the blaze?

Reviews:

“A superbly written book with well delineated characters and scorching chemistry!”
“The palpable attraction between the two and the fight of principles takes us on an intense, hot and passionate journey. If one is looking for a hotter than hot Indian romance on a dreamy night or day `Against All Rules’ is the book.”
“A read guaranteed to keep you warm at night:)’ ”

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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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#excerpt #Newbook #HisChristmasMiracle #HCM 

Hi folks! 

Sharing a snippet today from soon to be released romance, His Christmas Miracle. 

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‘Aren’t you going to kiss me hello?’

The man was flirting with her. He did pick his times. She turned, a spark lighting her eyes. ‘You’ve kissed me already.’

‘That was my hello. Where’s yours?’

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Hope you enjoyed reading this.

Check out the blurb:

Kyle Masson’s marriage has been a sham. Now after two years of apparent happiness, all he’s left with, is a surrogate mother, pregnant with his child…

Read the full blurb and preorder at:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078QV6NTF  

#excerpt #secondchance #romance Second Chance At Forever 

Hi folks,

It’s time to share an excerpt and so bringing a simmering snippet from Second Chance At Forever, semsual romance set in India.

Enjoy reading!

‘An affair would do us good, you know.’ The words were so conversationally put. As ever, he succeeded in shocking her, putting into words what she had been trying to evade.

‘You – I ought to tell you off for that.’

‘I’m sitting here looking at your picture on the monitor. Then I look at the earlier pictures – yes, I have them – and I can’t spot any difference…in the reaction they evoke in me.’

He had her pictures. For some reason, her stomach contracted as an image of him arose, sitting alone, looking at her picture displayed on a closely placed screen.

‘We used to be good together, Stuti. Are you wondering if it would be the same between us even now? I know I am.’

His voice stole over her, its insistence beguiling her senses. It’d be all too easy to give in, to keep listening to him and let magic of his nearness flow over her. 

‘It was just sex,’ she said breathlessly.

‘Awesome, mind blowing sex. Wanna give it a go again?’

His voice was just that bit dirty to get heat thrumming under her skin. ‘Sex would solve nothing…’

‘It doesn’t have to. It’s its own benefit.’

Illicit images began to play in her mind. She couldn’t speak. Silence stretched. So long that she finally managed to croak out, ‘Revath…it’s not possible between us.’

‘Damn it, Stuti, playing the simpering maiden wasn’t your style. I never had to spell it out before. We didn’t even need to use words to communicate.’

‘Maybe we should have used them,’ she said. ‘Maybe we wouldn’t need to be like this if we had.’ It slipped from her quietly.

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Check out this story of second chances and Stuti and her triplets at Amazon.

https://www.amazon.com/Second-Chance-Forever-Summerita-Rhayne-ebook/dp/B01IE40CTM