#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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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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#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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#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 

#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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#Sharing an #Excerpt from #HisChristmasDelight #romance #novella

Sharing today a snippet from His Christmas Delight which is my latest book.
It is the story of Myra and Jay who have known each other since childhood but meet again after a tragedy they both must fight free of.
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They ended up walking along the shore. Hands brushed. The breeze brought his scent. She was conscious of the vibrations between them. She wanted to touch him, feel the reality of him. All afternoon her gaze had been touching his and veering away. She’d been looking at him. Maybe he’d felt it. Her gaze seemed to have developed a kind of magnetic susceptibility to his features.
Her gaze meshed with his again. Held. She felt her breath skid and wanted to tell him. But, at the last moment, lost her nerve.
Her mind brewed something innocuous to take away the awkwardness engulfing her.
‘So what now?’ she said with suitable casualness. ‘Going back to your designing? Will you be leaving soon?’
‘I’m helping Dan get things together, maybe do some more work on the shop, so I’ll stay on for a few more days.’
‘That’s superb.’ She caught his hand impulsively, ‘Jay, admit it. You’re delaying because you don’t want to face leaving. You belong here.’
‘No, Myra. That life is over. I don’t need the same surroundings, the same –’
‘People? What are you scared of?’ She’d crossed some invisible barrier. She could see his face shut down. ‘Give those who are near to you, a chance. Share what you feel. You’ll get well –’
‘Don’t pry where you’re not welcome,’ he said grimly.
‘Fine, I won’t. I don’t have any desire to. I have some pride, you know,’ she bristled. She couldn’t say why she’d got so worked up over it but she couldn’t remember being so angry in the near past. ‘It’s enough to be told we were never friends.’
‘I’ve told you I never meant it the way it sounded,’
‘How magnanimous of you. Because, after not bothering to come inside while passing by my house, not bothering to ever call to even ask how I’m doing after Pete –’
‘How do you know about that? About me being near your place? You saw me,’ he said, realizing it in the same instant.
‘Yes, I did. And after you told me to get away yesterday afternoon, I kept thinking it was because you didn’t want to bother about me. But then you tell me you’ve had feelings for me and don’t want to follow them up. Despite all that, you come with me to Tonya’s and – and –’
‘And what?’
‘And nothing.’ Her tirade faltered because unexpectedly moisture stung the back of her eyelids. ‘Except that it feels you’ve been here since forever. And then you do this complete turn-about…’ Her voice had gone horribly squeaky.
‘Myra….’
Oh God, was he going to tell her not to be foolish. But he said, ‘I felt like that too,’ his voice oddly gruff.
‘No, you didn’t,’ she accused. ‘Because you want to turn us all away. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be refusing what’s so apparent, nor behaving like a virtual stranger –’
The rest of the words were lost because he caught her arm and turned her towards himself and he was suddenly close.
‘Behaving like a stranger?’ he growled. ‘When I’ve been fighting not to touch you, that’s rich –’
She felt the scent of his breath. His gaze tangled with hers. ‘Is it like being a stranger when I want to walk away, but then find I can’t let this time with you come to an end? When every second draws me to you one step more and I can’t –’ He didn’t finish the thought. A moment, too intense to be broken, stood between them and then his mouth was on hers.

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Add to your shelf at #Goodreads: His Christmas Delight http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29348614-his-christmas-delight

Get it at Amazon kindle:
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01BYHO0AI