Saturday, March 5, 2011
Whoo Hoo!! Now Available...Byzantine Provocateur
Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!!! It's a brand new release celebration Sunday for yours truly. High fives and fist bumps all around, yo! Now let me tell you all about my latest naughty creation from Amber Quill Press.
Set in Istanbul, Byzantine Provocateur is an erotic tale about a woman who engages in a make-you-sweat, down and dirty forbidden vacation fling. And in spite of the risk, it's well deserved considering the bad sex she's had. Of course I'm a bit of a softy when it comes to the romance-y stuff so there's quite a bit of that in here as well. But this is erotica, so there is considerably more of the sexy, triple-x action. ;) Just the way I like it...er that's TMI isn't it? Sorry. Now back to Byzantine...
Before I forget, should you choose to purchase my awesomely fantastic tale for some fun reading, it is available at a 35% new release discount, so click here to take advantage.
An ancient city sparks forbidden desire…
Thalia Burton arrives in Istanbul to relax and enjoy the company of her old friend. Hoping to forget the boring rut her life had become, she never imagines one encounter with Fadi's brother re-igniting the dim flame of passion inside her. Captivated by the heat in his golden eyes, Thalia finds herself tempted beyond reason...
Murat Bahar had only intended to meet Thalia as a courtesy to his family. One look at the lovely American incinerates his intentions. She is an exquisite morsel he longs to taste, a taboo treat enthralling him like a siren of myth. Perhaps just one night…
Once is not enough. Thalia and Murat embark on a fiery, secret affair that could burn them both, costing them friends and family.
The lock clicked into place with a muted sound, enclosing Murat and Thalia in their own private world, somewhere out of time. A million half-formed thoughts flitted through her mind, her stomach tightening with a flurry of nerves.
We are really going to do this.
Her gaze darted around the sumptuous room, barely registering the decor until her attention halted on the queen-sized bed. Covered in indigo silk, it was inviting and intimidating all at once—a plush, opulent love nest that made her large bed at home seem like a bunk in a youth camp.
She looked over her shoulder to find Murat regarding her with a contained expression as if he were waiting for a sign. Her pulse jumped under the weight of that stare and the enormity of what she was about to do. All her bravado in the salon fled. She was completely out of her element now. Aside from a couple of drunken gropings in college, all her sexual history, brief as it was, had been in relationships. This would be her first official one night—make that one day—stand.
He moved in, sliding his arms around her waist and drew her against him. “If you are unsure, we can halt this,” he murmured against her hair, brushing his cheek along the top of her head.
“No,” she choked out, closing her eyes as his warm breath feathered the shell of her ear, sending tiny thrills all the way to her toes. “I’m just a little nervous, that’s all.”
“Then I will relax you.”