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, November 1, 2016

excerpt from Red Hawk Christmas

Red Hawk Christmas is now out and at least for now at 99¢-- Red Hawk Christmas

This story of a woman's journey is a novella at about 22,900 words and first of what I plan to be more novellas about women starting over (name of the series). I have several books to write first, but this idea interests me. Women Starting Over series will be romances but also about women, mostly of a certain age, finding purpose in a new way. Each will be, like this one, complete even if they share some characters in future stories. No cliffhangers. This novella is G rated. They might not all be that but always closed doors on any sex. Novellas are shorter books and by their nature, they don't have room for the spice.


    Bear Butte State Park had a nice dog walk, but she could not take the dogs onto the butte. It was another of those times she was glad she hadn’t gotten a larger motor home as she could drive to the trailhead parking lot. Although her fur babies weren’t pleased at being left behind, they had water and windows to look out.
    At the base of the butte was an encampment of tepees and campers with a few people visible, but it was as quiet as the trail. A sign warned people to be respectful as this was sacred ground.  Along the trail were prayer cloths and small sacks of tobacco tied to tree limbs. A few others walked the trail, but for the most she felt alone and much as someone might’ve years before when listening to Crazy Horse address the people from the base of the butte. Halfway up, a barefoot Indian man approached from above. He said nothing as he passed. It seemed that he was on a quest of some sort. She respected that. Maybe she was too.
    At the top, she sat on the ground for a while thinking of the choices she’d made as far back as becoming a teacher, marrying Jeff, having children. So many choices and how many had she even considered what she wanted? Mostly she had done what she was supposed to do.   This was her first time to step out and only consider what she wanted. Maybe she finally had that right.
    That night, the campground was quiet, with only few other rigs since it didn’t offer hookups. The stars overhead were incredibly bright. It was her first time to camp without electricity, but the battery did well. In the morning, she could use her small generator if needed.  She wanted more places that had this feeling and such wonderful quiet.

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