Descriptions for heat levels in book list

------holding hands, perhaps a gentle kiss
♥♥ ---- more kisses but no tongue-- no foreplay
♥♥♥ ---kissing, tongue, caressing, foreplay & pillow talk
♥♥♥♥ --all of above, full sexual experience including climax
♥♥♥♥♥ -all of above including coarser language and sex more frequent

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Sky Daughter Excerpt

Snippet from Sky Daughter, a contemporary paranormal with a new cover that finally has the right image for the hero on its cover. He wasn't easy to come by as the hero, Reuben, has a Jewish mother and Puerto Rican father. He also is supposed to be so handsome that the ongoing joke is he looks like a model for a magazine ad. I have the right guy with Vikkas Bhardwaj:

          “A living head, huh?”
          “Cutting off enemy heads and displaying them--which the warriors did after and before battles--sounds ruthless, but they didn’t do it to be cruel. They thought the head had power.”
          “I’m going to assume your grandmother didn’t take her Celtic lore to that extreme,” Reuben said with a wary smile.
          “She wasn’t going to battle. If she had, who knows. Celtic women can be fierce warriors.”
          “I do know that,” he said. “Fierce warriors and maybe…” He bent and kissed her, his lips as firm and tender as she had remembered. His tongue traced her lips, sending a quiver through her that seemed to radiate throughout her body. She reached up, wanting more. She felt a growing passion that demanded she acknowledge that connection between them.
          The kiss again seemed to pull her into him, to hold her there by something more than his arms. His hands stroked down her back. She realized how little she and he wore and where all this would lead in another moment, and she pulled back.
          Breathing heavily, she rose from the sofa and walked a safe distance away before she looked back at him. He was sitting where she’d left him, his hands at his side, and a bemused expression on his face. “You are like a flame,” he said after a moment. “Hot, burning, then gone, nothing left but the coals.”
          She managed a smile. “We needed a time out.” She recognized the power in him. It wasn’t just in the sinewy, muscular body; it was within the soul of him, something that called out to her, that revealed in her own self a place she had no desire to know better.It was as though too many things were coming at once, secrets her grandmother had found a way to reach out from the grave to leave for her. Then this man who seemed to be setting her soul and body on fire. Yes, she had a Celtic heritage, but she had carefully kept that part of herself controlled.  She had to keep it controlled
          We did?” he asked quietly.
          “It’s just not right for us,” she said finally.
Going against everything he’d just told himself only hours before, he asked,  “What’s the harm in doing whatever comes naturally? Men and women do that all the time.”
          “I don’t.”
          He didn’t know why he was going to stir up an argument with her but he did it anyway. “Holding out for the wedding ring?”
          “You are taking a lot for granted,” she retorted.
          “I am?”
          “That I’d want to wear any man’s ring.” He just smiled at her.“Good night, she snapped, sharply turning on her heels and heading out of the room. She couldn’t resist one more rejoinder. “Next time you have a nightmare, you can suffer with it.”