#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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Check out the book at Amazon here.

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 

#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…

Check out the book at:

Amazon US:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07475QM2N 

Amazon India: 

https://www.amazon.in/dp/B07475QM2N 

Amazon UK: 

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

#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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Checkout the book at Amazon 

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XS6XZ7J 

#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