Unexpected Places has Escaped!

One treasure map. Two treasure hunters. Only one can win.
Let the games begin…..

Unexpected Places, which was released by Escape Publishing on 8th November 2014,  was such fun to write.  I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it.

The Blurb:
When sweet, pretty Ariana Noonan knocks out treasure hunter Luke Donahue with a champagne bottle and steals his treasure map, he vows to get his map back, find the missing priceless emeralds…and exact a fitting revenge.

When Luke finally discovers Ariana in a dingy hotel on a remote tropical island, she’s in desperate straits and he finally gains the upper hand. Of course he will rescue her. His price? They act on the attraction that’s been simmering between them from the very beginning.
But all is not as it seems, and Luke’s sexy bargain turns up not only an unbelievable secret, but Ariana’s reasons for wanting the emerald. Suddenly, nothing is clear-cut anymore, and map or no map, Luke and Ariana are sailing into uncharted territory.

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Excerpt:

 
(This excerpt is from early in the first chapter, where Luke is about to meet Ariana.)

Luke watched with interest as she approached him. He’d noticed her earlier, when he’d been chatting with his dad’s old secretary. A tiny, pretty little thing—the approaching blonde, not Mrs Abercrombie. She’d been standing all alone, gulping her wine. Then her attention had suddenly fixed on him. She’d started on the long approach, unaware, he was sure, that he knew she was coming.
There’d been the noise at Bob’s door last week. Someone had been listening, he was sure of it, and that person knew all about the missing emeralds and the map. He’d been expecting a stranger to approach him at some point, all week. And well, well, here she was. Another girl. Another one of Changpu’s little off-siders.

Of course, he could be misjudging her. Maybe she was a pretty girl who wanted sex badly, and had lousy timing. But he didn’t think so. There was a steely purpose behind the way she was currently stalking him.
Again, an unfamiliar fury rose within him. For Changpu to follow him into his own company was the final straw. He’d played nice up until now. He’d been a perfect gentleman to Mai Ling. But no more. Neither the old man nor this little employee of his could expect any mercy. Luke traced the still-painful line of his scar beneath his shirt.

His eyes roved leisurely over her sweet curves, enjoying the enticing bounce of her white breasts revealed by her sexy black dress. It hugged her trim little body and came to rest at her knees. Her femininely curved hips swayed with the help of heels that must be adding inches to her height. Pretty green eyes fixed on his face. Her cute half-smile, half pout drew her lovely full lips up at their corners.

Clenching his teeth, Luke felt the muscle tick at his jaw. His stomach tightened for battle. But, to his surprise, his cock rose in enthusiastic greeting. Luke smiled, enjoying the widening wariness of her eyes, enjoying how his fury and desire for revenge had mixed into a heady, potent cocktail of lust. Grabbing a glass of the cheap champagne they were serving tonight, he stepped toward her, crowding her.

He smiled again. Or at least did his best, forcing his lips to curl up into something approximating genuine warmth. “Hi. I’m Luke. Would you care for a glass of champagne?”

Love Lust and Lipstick Stains

First Chapter Friday

from Love Lust and Lipstick Stains

Many thanks to the wonderful blog Love Lust and Lipstick Stains for publishing the first chapter of my fantasy/sci fi Heavenly Revenge.

Oral Sex Workshop (or Victoria, Your Twenty Minutes start NOW) - flash fiction

Each of the ladies in our writers group closed her eyes, opened a magazine, and pointed to her topic. Mine? Oral Sex Lessons! Here it is:

Caitlyn poked out her tongue while she stood in front of the mirror. How far should it stick out?

Glancing back down at the magazine, she quickly skimmed the relevant paragraph. Mmm. It didn't really say.

She squared her shoulders and stared at herself in the mirror. "Caitlyn," she said sternly to the skinny young fair-haired freckled woman, "you are going to do this."

Her reflection seemed to pale.

"Yes, you are," she insisted firmly. "Darling. Naming no names." Caitlyn rolled her eyes as she mimicked the throaty tones of her older sister's best friend, Juliana. Then she ground her teeth together as she and her reflection glowered at each other.

Plopping back down on the bed, she snatched up the magazine, determined to get the hang of this oral sex thing. But the words blurred as she remembered last night.

As she reviewed the flow of the conversation, she stiffened. The…the…bitch. Juliana had brought up the topic herself, right at the start of the night. She'd toyed with the strawberry from her champagne, sliding it in and out of her mouth. Caitlyn snorted. Was that supposed to be seductive? It made her sick, all that spit sticking to the strawberry.

Caitlyn's throat tightened, her bottom lip wobbled, and two tears trickled down her face. Hayden had stared, fascinated, at Juliana throughout the long excruciating evening. She'd leaned across the table, baring even more of her huge boobs, and had said with a knowing wink, "Darling, some people, naming no names, are quite talented in that direction."

There was a knock at the door. Damn. Hayden. She'd only got to the tongue loosening exercise.

Quickly wiping her face, she raced to the door, dropping the magazine, still in her hands, onto the dining room table. Hayden stood in the doorway with a bunch of roses, grinning. Before she could say a word, he swept her up in a big bear hug, then carried her inside. "Sweetheart, it's so good to see you." He lowered his curly head far down to hers and kissed her. His trademark, yummy, sigh-worthy, soft, gentle kiss. As he drew away, he laughed, as he always did, at her sigh. "What about that Juliana last night? Dahling," he said, his voice a low, throaty growl, "Some people are quite talented in that direction." His blue eyes twinkled as he chuckled. "God, I laughed all the way home."

"You…you weren't…um…interested in that whole…um…oral sex thing?" Caitlyn said, licking her dry lips.

His eyes fell to the magazine article on the table. Its huge headlines seemed to have transplanted themselves across her heated forehead.

ORAL SEX WORKSHOP —BLOW BY BLOW TIPS.

"Baby," he said softly, "we'll get to that one day, but for now, let's go out to dinner. We can take things as slowly as you like."

As he went off in search of a vase, Caitlyn breathed out a whole lungful of air. She picked up the magazine and went to throw it into the rubbish bin.

But a sudden giggle tickled at her throat. The picture of the banana drew her eyes to the article's first key point: How to Get Him To Go Down There More Often.

Maybe she wouldn't throw the magazine away.

Great Review of Heavenly Revenge

Review of Heavenly Revenge

A great review by Lisa Adams of erotic romance, Heavenly Revenge. Lisa also gave a great definition of the difference between erotica and erotic romance.

Here's some of Lisa's review:

The Plot:

And here comes the unusual. Our heroine is dead. Yep, you heard me. And I'm not giving away anything here because you figure that out in the first two pages of the book. But, she wasn't supposed to die yet. Heaven's not ready for her. So, she has two choices. Hang around Earth haunting people, including her cheating-ex, or go live life in an alternate universe and save the world. Um... hello? Bad-ass chick check... SAVE THE WORLD!
The hero? An arrogant king, who is at war with neighbors and believes her to be a spy. Can we say punishment :-)

The Verdict:

I'm really on the fence about this one. The ending was spectacular. An assured happily ever after and what not. But the first meeting of this pair is rather rough and hard to take. The first sexual encounter happens early in the book, but it isn't under the best of terms. There was that moment that I almost put the book down because I thought it was too close to unwanted sex. (I'm so glad I didn't!) In fact the heroine keeps telling him to stop & he keeps persisting until finally she gives in and he has his way with her. Now, she enjoys every bit of it & even urges him to continue. The games continue throughout the rest of the book, and it is an enthralling read, but that first scene was rough. So, I've thought a lot about it and I have to say this is....

It's a "Four Cups of Love" read!

For the rest of Lisa Adams' review, go to Pen the Dream 

You can purchase Heavenly Revenge from Secret Cravings, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Bookstrand and ARe.

Snippets from Victoria

It’s time for another installment from Chapter One, Heavenly Revenge

His last cruel words echoed in her head. Josh didn’t understand. She wore those sloppy clothes like armor, to prove to the whole world she didn’t care what they thought of her. Rose gave a short, bitter laugh. The only one she hadn’t fooled was herself. All she’d ever wanted was to be accepted and loved.

She’d been right all along. You couldn’t trust people. Even her parents had abandoned her. No grandparents, no brothers or sisters, no aunts or uncles. They’d left her alone to face so many sets of foster parents, so many new schools, at least one a year. There’d been one horror year when she’d changed schools four times. She’d had to act tough. The bullies ignored her if they thought they couldn’t get to her.

There was only one person she could trust—herself. She’d known that, for goodness sake. And that’s where she’d made her mistake with Josh. She’d let him in, let herself love him. She’d let him make her weak.

A pain, worse than all the others, had hit her, and she’d slipped into darkness.

Rose glanced at Wilma and Lily and frowned. “Why did I die? I mean, what did I die of? I’m only twenty-three.”

“You had rheumatic fever when you were young, and unfortunately, the set of foster parents looking after you at the time didn’t bother taking you to a doctor,” said Wilma. “Then there was that very bad bout of flu recently that weakened your heart even more. I’m afraid the shock of seeing Josh…”

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Snippets from Victoria

Snippets

Continuing on from my last post – another small snippet from my erotic romance, Heavenly Revenge:

Lily glanced reproachfully at her friend. “Please excuse my friend’s bluntness, dear. Wilma and I are angels, and it’s our job to organize people…or should I say spirits? Although I know you think you feel the same as ever, and it can be so confusing, and—”

“I’m dead?” Rose stared at the two old ladies. “And…I’m sorry. Did you say you were angels?” She narrowed her eyes and glanced from the tiny, tubby Lily to the tall, angular Wilma. Even though there were two of them, they were old. She could defend herself if they turned violent and could certainly outrun them. But run where? “Look, please, I want to go home. Where am I really?”

Lily gazed anxiously into Rose’s eyes. “You…you do remember that pain in your chest, don’t you, pet?”

She did recall something about a terrible ache.

“And…er…Joshua?” prompted Lily again, still with that worried frown.

Rose stared at the two women without seeing them. She remembered. Josh. She’d loved him so much.

He’d been late for rehearsal, so she’d gone down to his dressing room to find him. And had stood, frozen, as she watched him plunging into the lead violinist. They lay naked, coupling on the couch, the violinist’s long, thin legs wrapped around Josh’s waist. His white backside flexed as he thrust. Maybe she’d made a noise, for a shocking pain had clutched her heart, and she’d been unable to breathe. Josh had stilled, glanced behind him, and withdrawn so quickly from the girl that he’d almost pulled the condom off his erection. His rapidly shrinking erection.

“Yes,” whispered Rose, “I remember.”

But her misery hadn’t ended there.

The girl had scurried away, clasping her bundle of clothes to her naked chest, leaving Rose to face Josh alone. Even now, looking back, Rose was amazed at her own calmness. Usually, her temper more than matched her red hair, as Josh had discovered to his cost in the past. But those had been silly arguments. Not this.

While he’d dressed, Josh’s eyes had roved over her, narrowing in contempt. “You know, if you tried a bit harder with your appearance, maybe I wouldn’t be interested in fucking other girls.”

You can purchase Heavenly Revenge from Secret Cravings, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Bookstrand and ARe.

Snippets from Victoria

I’ve been busy finalising my latest novella, probably to be called “Emerald Revenge”, so I’ve been distinctly uncreative in my flash fiction lately. So here’s the start of a few snippets from “Heavenly Revenge”:

Chapter One

“The poor, wee girl. Rose, Rose, can you hear me, love?”

Rose’s eyelids fluttered. A stark, white light stabbed into her eyes and she shut them again. But in that brief glimpse, she’d seen the blurry faces of two women peering down at her.

“Rose, are you with us, pet? Open your eyes, there’s a good girl. You don’t have much time.”

“Rose!” The other woman spoke this time, sharper in tone. Rose opened her eyes and studied the faces bent over her. Both were older women, about seventy perhaps, with fly-away white hair and white flowing gowns. As Rose struggled to her feet, they broke out in relieved smiles.

“Good girl. Och, Wilma, she looks so pale, the poor lassie.”

“Everyone who comes here is pale, Lily. I wish you would strive to be less foolish.”

“All I said—”

During this exchange, Rose glanced around at her surroundings, and recognized nothing. Flat, barren land, seared in that glaring white light, stretched to every mist shrouded horizon. Not another living thing in sight. She breathed in the cool, pure air, and frowned at the strange, spongy surface beneath her.

“Where the hell am I?”

Both ladies regarded her with shocked expressions, and the one whose name seemed to be Wilma said, “Now, now, Rose. This isn’t the best place to be using bad language.”

Rose blinked. “I’m sorry. I meant—where am I? And who are you? How do you know my name?”

“My name is Wilma and this is Lily,” the taller woman answered. Lily beamed, her pale blue eyes warm and welcoming behind her glasses. Rose found herself smiling in return. Wilma continued. “You’re dead. You’re outside the gates of Heaven, but you aren’t allowed to go in.”

You can purchase Heavenly Revenge from Secret Cravings, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Bookstrand and ARe.