#Excerpt #LastManShedLove #romance 

Sharing an excerpt today from Last Man She’d Love.

In this, Lyna is trying to make a decision. Guy is being his usual languidly sardonic self 🙂

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 ‘I could remind you, but being a gentleman, I won’t.’

She choked and spluttered into laughter.

He was shaking his head in deep regret. ‘See you have forgotten how to laugh properly even.’

‘I was laughing at the thought of you being termed a gentleman,’ she derided.

‘Taken as a good hit.’ He put his hand over his heart and took a bow. ‘Though there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to keep you, I have to acknowledge that you’re leaving, so your last wishes should be respected before you sacrifice yourself on the altar of matrimony.’

She sat down slowly, her heart beat increased by a factor of ten per minute as she weighed the situation for the last time and drew in a deep breath. She put her forearms on the desk and leaned forward, looking into those dark eyes fringed by thick lashes. ‘What you just said about doing anything to keep me at work. Do you mean that?’

He leaned back, just a fraction of tension in his frame. But Lyna decided she had imagined it because his voice was as relaxed and his tone as lazily sardonic as ever. ‘Sure. Are you about to do me the felicity of flinging yourself into my arms? I knew old rhino would never succeed in taking you for seven rounds of fire religiously.’

‘We were going to have a court marriage,’ she said.

His eyebrows went up as he sat up, the foot whose ankle had been resting on his knee coming on the carpet with a muted thump. ‘Were?’

She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. ‘Yes. I’ve had to give a rethink over everything.’

‘You finally saw enlightenment because of my advice? No, I don’t think so.’ His eyes narrowed. ‘The pregnant lady got her way with you, did she?’

‘What do you know about her?’ She glanced suspiciously at him.

‘Nothing.’ He shrugged. ‘I saw her take the elevator as she left your office. She wasn’t here to get a job, so… Putting two and two together. Just elementary reasoning.’

He paused, then asked, ‘What about your company – the one you were so set on?’

‘It’s not that – as – important as this is. I’ll have to drop the idea.’ She avoided his gaze. ‘Good thing I hadn’t given my notice.’ She attempted to say it lightly, hoping he wouldn’t pick up the strain in her voice.

‘For Gayatri Productions, it’s a day to celebrate. Well, I can only offer my services. In what way might I aid the damsel?’

‘By reining in your overactive imagination?’ Lyna said somewhat tartly. ‘Sorry, but it’s hard to picture you as a knight in shining armor.’

‘Yeah, I know, too blatant,’ he agreed gamely. ‘I think matt is more my thing. Probably black chrome would be a good look.’

She gazed at him, chin propped in her hand, an expression of rapt admiration in her eyes. ‘You’re really unbelievable.’

‘Not at all, my lady, I aim to please.’

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A short blurb:

Will she get to know the real man beneath the veneer or will she just break her heart over him?

A pregnant ex and a broken engagement lands Lyna in close proximity to her boss. She’s spending a week at his palatial country house, faking an engagement to him, getting upclose and personal – to him And his family.

Anything can happen…

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https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07475QM2N 

Amazon India: 

https://www.amazon.in/dp/B07475QM2N 

Amazon UK: 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07475QM2N 

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#Saturdaysizzle snippet from #HisChristmasSurprise 

Sharing an excerpt from upcoming romance His Christmas Surprise 

Excerpt

Dan changed the gears with more practice than attention and turned the rover onto the main road, with half of his mind on the task.

The car’s spacious interior was suddenly cramped. And hot.

He’d been determined not to look at Tonya. He’d avoided a glance at her, even at the party. But then, her laughter caught his attention and somehow his gaze had found her. Flared sleeves that left tantalizing ovals on her shoulders showcasing bare skin. The navy colored dress which might have been severe but wasn’t. Molding her curves, then flaring out at her knees to her ankles. She had piled up her hair. The neck was demure, the cloth softly draping the swell of her breasts. His glance tangled with her gaze and his mind went blank. For a moment, he wasn’t a grown man in control, but a teenager in the throes of his first crush.

The memory of his reaction brought a scowl to his face. He had no business thinking like that about the woman who was, after all, working for him. It should be strictly business with them.

Yet the recollection fluttered in his mind, in that half which didn’t listen so closely to what he was trying to tell it. The memory of twinkling lights, a house half in darkness, a soft warm form coming close and sending unexpected sparkle in someone who had nothing but coldness left in him…

No. He wasn’t going to think about that.

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#excerpt from #SecondChanceAtForever #romance #novel

Sharing today an excerpt from Second Chance At Forever, romance novel about a pair who wanted different things in life and gave each other up for them. What haooens when liee throws them back together again?

Here’s the excerpt:

Revath looked away, shame coursing through him at his own words. He was just lashing out, blindly, trying to get a hit. The knowledge didn’t make him feel any better. How could he explain the rage that consumed him when he thought of her with Avinash? He used to call Revath his friend and what did he do? All but stole his girl. No, that wasn’t true. Stuti made her own decisions. He had to face that. It was easier to pretend she was taken away by someone’s influence, but he knew with bitter retrospect that she did it in full senses, not impulsively. She did what suited her life goals. And he didn’t feature anywhere in them.

Now Avinash was gone. He should be praying for his peace, but instead he found himself resenting him for Stuti.

‘You weren’t like this,’ Stuti said, ‘so taunting, so hurting…!’

‘I know.’ He took a deep breath. ‘But then, you weren’t like this either.’

He looked out across the garden below, breathing, trying to get a grip on the emotions churning up his insides. He was never one to let the situation get out of hand. But with her, it was so easy to get all uptight. The past lay between them like a burning coal giving off sparks when poked even slightly.

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Second Chance At Forever has already reached upto no.90 at Amazon.in and is now at no. 25 in Contemporary romance while hitting no.30 at Amazon.com in Indian lit books.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01IE40CTM

#Excerpt and Book blitz – Second Chance At Forever by Summerita Rhayne #TheBookClub

Many thanks to Rubina Ramesh for hosting this  wonderful book blitz of Second Chance At Forever. Learn more about the book. Don’t miss the spicy excerpt at the end.
Second Chance At Forever 
by 
Summerita Rhayne

 

Blurb:

What happens when the terrible twos come in threes?
Stuti loves being a mother to her triplets, but it can be a harrowing routine. She’s even more submerged in the craziness when she takes them and her mom-in-law for a trip to Rajasthan, the land of the erstwhile Thar desert royals and their palaces. After the passing away of her husband, she feels she owes it to her mil to take her to her favourite holiday. In the Amber Palace, her reckless toddler rushes onto a modelling shoot. As she picks up her daughter who has tripped over a gorgeous zardozi sari, her gaze clashes with that of the man she’d hoped never to set eyes on again in her life.
A passion that threatens to set fire to more than just her senses
Revath was everything she wanted in a man, but six years ago he chose to walk away from her. Now he wants to be back in her life. When she knows he doesn’t want the same things in life that she does, would she be wise to let anything rekindle between them? Is it already too late for rethinks?
Desire that has to be denied
Revath knew the moment he met Stuti again that he couldn’t just let her go. But Stuti is absolutely the wrong woman for him. It was proved six years ago when they chose diametrically opposite ways for themselves. He doesn’t believe in forever, so what’s he doing asking her for a second chance?
>>>>>>
Can three little miracles be a barrier to two people finding love?
Read first two chapters at Wattpad for free:
 
 

 

About the Author
 
Summerita Rhayne writes contemporary and historical romance with lots of emotional conflict. She first got published in 2013 and has won contests with prestigious publishers such as Harlequin and Harper Collins India. Her pet belief is, if the inspiration is strong enough, the story characters will find a way to make the writer pen them down, even when writing time is in short supply. When cerebrally confronted with the sizzling interaction of two Alpha characters, the only way to get peace is write their book!
At heart, she’s a family person and even though she loves her medical teaching profession, she happily becomes a homemaker when not at work. She loves winding down with music, romcoms, cricket (strictly watching only) and social networking
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Excerpt

‘You have everything a man wants. Money, women fawning over you, the work you love…’

‘Everything, except you.’ He put his hand on hers, gripping it on the rail. He felt her jerk in shock. Contact rapidly evoked what time hadn’t sufficiently buried.

‘I have missed you. A lot more than you think.’ His whisper grated the air close to her.

‘Don’t let’s go there, Revath.’

His fist curled even more strongly on hers. He wished he could heed her words. They were sanity. A timely warning. But the storm inside was let loose. He took away his hand but only to grasp her upper arms to draw her close.

‘Revath!’

‘Do you think any woman could be what you were to me?’ Her eyes widened as the words registered and he felt her relax slightly, the tension ebbing from her.

‘I mean it, Stuti.’

She didn’t resist as he brought his head close to hers. His mouth touched her cheek and then irresistibly, inevitably, her mouth.

Time seem to dissolve. His head swam with the rush of feeling. He realized he had been only half alive as a surge of sensation invaded his body, rushing through his veins with the speed of storm winds.

He didn’t care if her mother in law saw them. He didn’t care if the staff did. He didn’t care if the whole of Rajasthan became a witness to the kiss. All he knew was he needed it. Needed her surrender to the rage of emotions swirling inside both of them. He was sure of that. She felt it too. He could feel the trembling in her, the shiver of anticipation as the initial shock of the kiss dissolved into insidious acceptance.

He was intoxicated by the scent of flowers, the sweetness of nectar. Her mouth parted and he deepened the kiss, not able to tell her but needing to show the emotion that was alive and tingling in his every fiber. She clung to him, fingers digging in his shirt and the vortex intensified to a sucking maelstrom.

This was what he wanted. Needed. The woman in his arms was all softness and desire. The hunger spread more quickly than he had thought possible. Her mouth fused to his, clung, parted and clung again and the flame of wanting became a fire. Her fingers tugged at fistfuls of his shirt. She moaned, the sound heady, hitting his gut and evoking a fierce possessiveness that made him catch her to him with force.

A wail came from somewhere distant and the next moment Stuti pushed against him and backed away to the railing. Widened eyes looked at him, a flush on her skin.

‘Don’t do that again, Revath. We can’t go back. Not now.’

She was gone.

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#Excerpt from #SecondChanceAtForever #romance #Amazonbestseller

Here’s an excerpt from soon to be released contemporary romance. Second Chance At Forever. This book is already in the top 100 paid books at Amazon in its category by virtue of preorders. Thank you, readers. I hope it will make the expectations.

Second Chance At Forever is the story of Revath and Stuti and how they fight the odds when they have different goals in life to find happiness.

Blurb:

What happens when the terrible twos come in threes?
Stuti loves being a mother to her triplets, but it can be a harrowing routine. She’s even more submerged in the craziness when she takes them and her mom-in-law for a trip to Rajasthan, the land of the erstwhile Thar desert royals and their palaces. After the passing away of her husband, she feels she owes it to her mil to take her to her favourite holiday. In the Amber Palace, her reckless toddler rushes onto a modelling shoot. As she picks up her daughter who has tripped over a gorgeous zardozi sari, her gaze clashes with that of the man she’d hoped never to set eyes on again in her life.

A passion that threatens to set fire to more than just her senses
Revath was everything she wanted in a man, but six years ago he chose to walk away from her. Now he wants to be back in her life. When she knows he doesn’t want the same things in life that she does, would she be wise to let anything rekindle between them? Is it already too late for rethinks?

Desire that has to be denied
Revath knew the moment he met Stuti again that he couldn’t just let her go. But Stuti is absolutely the wrong woman for him. It was proved six years ago when they chose diametrically opposite ways for themselves. He doesn’t believe in forever, so what’s he doing asking her for a second chance?
>>>>>>
Can three little miracles be a barrier to two people finding love?

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Here’s an excerpt from the book:

 

‘You were never like this,’ Stuti said, ‘so taunting, so hurting…!’

‘I know.’ He took a deep breath. ‘But then, you weren’t like this either.’

He looked out across the garden below, breathing, trying to get a grip on the emotions churning up his insides. He was never one to let the situation get out of hand. But with her, it was so easy to get all uptight. The past lay between them like a burning coal giving off sparks when poked even slightly.

She was breathing a little hard too, her breasts moving with the rhythm, her hair whipped by breeze.

He reached out and caught a strand of her hair, the gesture a painfully familiar one. Her hair had been longer then and he used to curl it around his finger to draw her close…

‘You know, I kept thinking what went wrong.’ His voice dropped. ‘You were gone and all I could see was that I failed when I shouldn’t have. I offered you the world and you walked away.’

‘That is past now. We’ve come a long way since that evening.’

‘And whose fault is that?’

She didn’t answer immediately, folding her arms across her chest as though bracing herself. That evening hurt too much to be remembered easily. Did she feel that way too? He watched her closely.

‘It was meant to be this way. Revath. Let’s accept that.’

‘You settled for second best.’ He wasn’t letting up.

‘Yes, I did.’ It broke from her. ‘I’m not ashamed of it.’ She glanced away. Then with a burst of spirit, she challenged, ‘You settled for second best too! But you’re not honest enough to admit it.’

‘I didn’t leave you for someone else, Stuti, you didn’t have to live with that.’ He was letting her see his feelings. A mistake. But the pain was undeniable. He couldn’t hide it. He saw her swallow as though trying to master control.

‘You wanted your work more than you wanted us to be together,’ she said, emotion welling up visibly. She caught hold of the black railing as though to steady herself. ‘So how was it different for you? Your lifestyle, being single and free was more important to you. You made your choice too, Revath, so don’t just keep on saying I walked out on you!’

Silence fell and grew. Then she said, ‘It isn’t as though you’ve missed me. You’ve got success. Made it. You have everything a man wants. Money, women fawning over you, the work you love…’

‘Everything, except you.’ He put his hand on hers, gripping it on the rail. He felt her jerk in shock. Contact rapidly evoked what time hadn’t sufficiently buried.

‘I have missed you. A lot more than you think.’ His whisper grated the air close to her.

‘Don’t let’s go there, Revath.’

His fist curled even more strongly on hers. He wished he could heed her words. They were sanity. A timely warning. But the storm inside was let loose. He took away his hand but only to grasp her upper arms to draw her close.

‘Revath!’

‘Do you think any woman could be what you were to me?’ Her eyes widened as the words registered and he felt her relax slightly, the tension ebbing from her.

‘I mean it, Stuti.’

She didn’t resist as he brought his head close to hers. His mouth touched her cheek and then irresistibly, inevitably, her mouth.

Time seem to dissolve. His head swam with the rush of feeling. He realized he had been only half alive as a surge of sensation invaded his body, rushing through his veins with the speed of storm winds.

He was intoxicated by the scent of flowers, the sweetness of nectar. Her mouth parted and he deepened the kiss, not able to tell her but needing to show the emotion that was alive and tingling in his every fiber. She clung to him, fingers digging in his shirt and the vortex intensified to a sucking maelstrom.

…………

Buy at:

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

 

#Sharing an #Excerpt from #MoreThanJustDesire #contemporary #romance

Today I’m sharing an excerpt from More Than Just Desire, a contemporary romance set against the high drama of film world in India.

Enjoy!

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Piya glanced across at the black and the pure cream creations laid out on the bed.
The lady look or the bad girl? she pondered. As an eminent make-up artist had suggested, it was best to be in character for the Derby.
Derby. The races. The event to be at. She liked the races. The ripple of excitement. The anticipation of witnessing the win. The thrill of the attention.
A few minutes later, she studied her reflection, satisfied with the result.
Smooth porcelain skin. Nude glossed lips. Fleshy tones and strong eyes had been suggested for the lady look. For the bad girl? All black outfit. Wide brimmed hat and the darkest sunshades she had. Bright red lips.
She tipped her hat to add a rakish angle. Bad girl worked every time.

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Check it out at Amazon.com:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0179U58YG