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

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Second Chance At Forever 
Summerita Rhayne



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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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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‘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.


‘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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More Than Just Desire 
by Summerita Rhayne


The Bollywood diva who regrets nothing…
Piya walked out of an explosive situation three years ago. Now she’s back in Bollywood and wants to regain the crown that she left behind when she ran away from Arfaaz. It seems everyone who used to idolize her has forgotten her. In the competitive world of starry glamour, the only way she can restart her career is trash the past and make some waves.
The man who wants her atonement..
Arfaaz is determined to get his revenge on Piya for making a farce of their marriage and then leaving him to face the mudslinging. He forces her to keep up the appearances and stay with him so she can play the loving wife and repent on her sins. But he finds Piya isn’t so easy to handle. She drives him crazy with her antics. On the top of that the attraction between them sizzles and threatens to make him forget reason.
Conflict clashes with desire..
No matter how intense the passion between them gets, their ways are bound to diverge. Piya knows she cannot let this man find a way into her heart. There is too much to risk and she cannot afford to forget the real reason she has come back. Success is the only mantra she knows and really, all Arfaaz wants is revenge…
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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 far from an 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 insides deeply.

Arfaaz’s gaze was fixed on the flush deepening on her cheeks. The colour 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 favour for me first,’ he told her.


‘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.

‘Anyway, we can’t stand here and talk it out. Come inside. We’ll discuss it over dinner.’

‘Yes, divorce must be one of the prime discussable topics for dinnertime conversation,’ she said waspishly.

‘For everything spectacular Piya the topnotch actress has done, this must be the downslide indeed. To tamely sit across her husband and rationally chat over the break-up of her marriage,’ he jibed harshly.

‘However, I think it’s time for you to take a step down from the pedestal.’


Meet Summerita Rhayne 

Summerita Rhayne loves to write sensual and emotional romance. There’s no knowing when some quirky – or sometimes even not so quirky – happening in daily life might trigger her right brain and then she’s off craving a new story. She loves writing characters who learn and grow and find their way out of their troubles and emotional hang-ups. Hot, sensual heroes and sassy but sweet heroines mostly fit the bill in her stories. She also believes that a touch of humor never goes amiss in a book.


She divides her time between family, job and writing – and loves winding down with music, movies and the internet!

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Spotlight on Dream Hunter by Maya Tyler #newrelease


Please join me in congratulating Maya Tyler on the release of her new book Dream Hunter. She is here to share the story of her writing journey with you. A warm welcome, Maya. I know you have been through tough times but you stuck to writing through it all. You have proved that persistence pays. Let’s hear it in your words 🙂


My Writing Journey: The Precursor to Dream Hunter by Maya Tyler

“Life is a journey, not a destination.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson


Once upon a time there was a little girl with a big dream. She wanted to become a writer. As the little girl grew up, her plans for the future grew up too. Instead of writing, she went to university and earned a business degree in accounting. She worked a Monday-to-Friday, nine-to-five job day in and day out, always wondering in the back of her mind “if only”.

Life changed. She got married, bought a house, bought another house, bought a puppy, had a baby. Then her husband got sick and all priorities changed. She picked up writing again, had another baby. Life was short and she learned you never knew what lay just around the corner. In a responsible way, they adopted a “you only live once” policy. They started seriously saving for the future, paying down the mortgage, and taking their kids on trips.

She realized that life passes all of us by in the blink of an eye and she didn’t want any more regret. So she got serious about writing again, juggling the day job with the husband and kids. She acknowledged her dream was still to become a writer.

Writing is a process, a journey. When you read a book, it doesn’t seem that hard to string letters together to make words, words together to make sentences, etc. But it is. Everything seems simple until you try it for yourself. 🙂 But everything worth having is worth working for.

How did I get here? Everything that happened in my life had brought me to this moment in time, shaped the person I am. My husband doesn’t like being sick, but he maintains that his disability has made him a better person. Maybe it’s made me a better person too? It certainly was a wake-up call. Life is fragile, precious, and fleeting. Whether I have five years or fifty left on this Earth, I want to make the most of it.

My hopes and dreams for the future are simple. I want to take care of my family, be the best person I can be, and make the world a better place for my kids. Our needs are simple too. Modest roof over our heads, healthy food in our stomachs. And I want to live life without regret.

It’s difficult to focus on the future without first examining the past. I imagine that most people have some regret. Something they wish they could do over. The choices I’ve made shape the person I’ve become. If I changed everything in my life I regret, then I wouldn’t be me. Instead I will take those experiences and incorporate them into my writing framework.

I have a very overactive imagination; it’s probably what makes me conjure up such fantastic story ideas. Plus I have some crazy dreams (see above about story ideas). I love telling a story. I always wrote when I was a kid and, now, I enjoy making up stories for my kids (or re-telling the classics in a not so classic way). This love of story-telling has propelled me into achieving a lifelong dream of writing a book.

My first publication is a novella called Dream Hunter, a story I wrote inspired by a dream I had.

Cynthia’s dreams are so real, they are actually coming true – complete with the prerequisite dream guy. But things are not as they seem.

Who said dreams are sweet?

Chicago businesswoman Cynthia Courtland is completely focused on her career when a sensual, reoccurring dream disrupts her orderly life. Then a threat against her workplace forces her to take time off. She is lost with nowhere to go – only her empty apartment.

Work is Gabe’s life too; he takes it very seriously and will do whatever it takes to succeed. He is watching over Cynthia and he has her best interests at heart, but he isn’t who he seems.

Cynthia insists on investigating the threat so she can get back to work. When things settle, will there be more for them than a life filled with work? Will she give her dreams a chance to come true?

Cynthia’s dream come to life was the existence of her hero, Gabe. My dream brings them both to life within the pages of Dream Hunter.

I am inspired to tell a story. I have many stories left to tell. My dream to write is not complete with the publication of one novella. The end of Dream Hunter is not the end, but merely signifies the start of a new beginning, a new chapter of my life, the start of my writing journey. And it all starts on December 30th with the release of…


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Dream Hunter….the title is so intriguing, isn’t it? I love suspenseful reads and can’t wait to check it out.

Are you a writer? What was most difficult in your writing journey?