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Sunday, 8 January 2017

Forgetting about Forgetting to Remember you #sexysnippets

New Year and I am attempting to breath new life into my old sheikh story. There have been plot changes and the working title will have to go....for what I don't know. The characters remain the same and their emotional conflict is still consistently interrupting the romance of the piece. Perhaps with some subtle changes I will finish it.  We can only hope! :)

So this weeks seven sentences for sexy snippets comes from mid way through this never ending tale. The hero is fighting his desire for the heroine and she is resigned to the disappointment. 

Quietly he drew away and ran an idle thumb across her collar bone. 
“You are a most exquisite beauty,” he said, “Yet I cannot take what you offer.”
The words registered immediately with her. It would be difficult to misunderstand the way he stepped away from her, or how he would not quite look at her. Like a pin puncturing a pretty balloon the air in her lungs expelled in a rush of hurried breath as the shock change in his manner hit her.
Just as swiftly her survival instincts kicked in, the need to preserve some self respect forced a weary smile from her lips.

“Again we find ourselves here.” She said with no hint of irony. 

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Sunday, 24 July 2016

Forgetting to Remember You #wip

Today's snippet is a little extract from the early chapters of my sheikh story. It is a time in the story when the h&h are both denying how they feel about one another. They are definitely not acting on their feelings at this stage. 

“Not really your highness I'm just hot.”
The irony of her words were not lost on him. With her t-shirt clinging to her curves and the darkness of her hair catching the light she was gorgeous. Dangerous, he reminded himself, dangerous to everything he needed to keep track of. His head wasn't cooperating with that thought. The temptation to slip into the pool and catch her up in his arms was strong. He was an expert at denying himself many pleasures but this might be one temptation he couldn't. Preservation spoke sense to him and reminded Rahim that she was light on food, heavy on a full bodied red and angry enough at him to be resourceful. 

Sunday, 27 March 2016

Forgetting to Remember You #WIP #Comingsoon #HotSheikh

Welcome to my seven sexy snippets. This is a fun meme run weekly by the Nuthouse Scribblers. Please follow the other sexy snippets by clicking the link at the bottom of this post.

My sexy snippet this week comes from my current WIP Forgetting to Remember You. Previous snippets from this work can be found down below.  At this point in the story my sexy Sheikh Rahim has recovered his memory and has lost time to make up for with his lady. 

"Come with me," he whispered.
Every pulse in her body jolted as their hands intertwined.
"I can feel you heart beat Liza."
He drew her close, lifted her into his arms and place a butterfly kiss that fluttered behind her ear. "Beauty, This will be incredible."
He took her to his room, it shouldn't matter where he took her but it did.
The simple but immense bed reflected the man; its size his power and the cotton sheets the humbleness behind it.

Sunday, 21 February 2016

#Sexysnippets Forgetting to Remember You #comingsoon

When inspiration comes from everything. I forgot I had this stored away. This photograph was the inspiration for my current WIP 'Forgetting to Remember You'. Today I have been hacking out the plot details and I had forgotten that this is the scene I wished to include until quite by chance I was looking for something else and instead found the photograph above. Suddenly an entire chapter opens up and many plot issues have been resolved for me.  My sexy snippet is from that chapter today. 

Sheikh Rahim is struggling to control the archaeologist and project manager of his legacy project Eliza. She defies all protocol and safety procedures in a way that drives him crazy.  In this chapter the city is under threat of riot and Eliza has wandered out into the streets distressed because Rahim has forgotten who she is after an incident in the desert.

"Eliza, you little fool," Rahim emerged from his guards and caught her up against him, "When are you ever going to listen to me."  
"Rahim. You remember me." She cried, her eyes wide in wonder and glistening with tears as suddenly the riot police made a dash for the crowd.
He dragged her to her knees, holding her head against his chest while she shook in his arms.  
"Oh My God you remember." she whispered over and over as the marching feet and beating truncheons deafened her.
He held her beneath him, protecting her with his body and did the only thing he could think would distract her from the violence around them.
He kissed her sweet, soft mouth, moulded her curves against the hardness of his and allowed all the hunger he had forgotten since their time in the desert to surface.
"Yes beauty I remember."

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Sunday, 31 January 2016

Forgetting to Remember You WIP

My sexy sheikh is the strong and silent type so much so that he often doesn't want to tell me his story.  It makes it awkward when trying to write it :) I'm writing this more in scenes than chapters, as they come to me; not a process that I recommend but in time the work will be done and the end will justify the means.   

Here are seven sentences from my tale of the archaeologist and the sheikh. This is a scene early on in the story when the sheikh is still able to resist the lady in his life but she is not so controlled. 

“It might amuse you to put me into your harem but I’m not going!”  Eliza shook with temper.
“I do not have a harem,” Rahim said calmly, “I have a gym.” Very nonchalantly he removed his linen shirt and tossed it over his shoulder. 
“The exercise may not be as exciting but you're welcome to join me all the same.” The challenge was there in the black depths of his eyes. Eliza was completely mesmerised by the hewed golden torso on display, the breadth of shoulder and the strength of those biceps she had already felt holding her.  She hated gyms but at that moment all her objections to them and even harems were disappearing south along with her common sense.  

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Sunday, 15 November 2015

Forgetting to Remember You #nanowrimo

I have to be honest and confide that I'm failing nanowrimo miserably though I have a story, a plot, a gorgeous couple but struggling to make the effort. This morning I woke from a dream about my couple and words in my head so maybe I'll get some words written before the month's end.

So to spur myself into action here are seven sexy sentences from my wip.  My hero has found the heroine at a white slave auction and has won her. To prove his worth Rahim must consummate his purchase witnessed by his peers. Is he a man of honour or a man who would take anything to meet his own ends?

“You believe it would ever be rape between us?” Rahim’s voice was gentle against her ear, his breath warm, his lips soft as they grazed her flesh. 
Eliza turned her head towards him, tilted her chin, her lips trembling a mere breath beneath his.
“Beauty, if we are to survive this night I shall show you how magnificent it would be if I brought you into my bed. Tonight I need you to perform, pretend with me that I am having you. Will you pretend to survive?” 
Pretend? He already had her and surviving that was not a certainty. 

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Sunday, 2 August 2015

The Real Deal #Sexysnippets

My seven sexy snippets come from a story I wrote a while back but I released it with a new publisher this week.  Inspired by Top Gun (Yummy), a trip to San Diego and a very nice bottle of French red wine this story wrote itself.  I'm a plodder when I'm writing but this only took five days with very little changes afterwards. If all stories were so easy.


Green eyes sized him up. There was a simmering heat in them, a lick of flame he knew he could make blaze. She must have recognized that too. With a breathy whisper, she asked, "What’s the most you’ll do?"

   "I think we covered that already. I’m seeing you home and then I’m fucking you until you can’t see straight or the sun comes up. Whichever happens first?"

Jake Cummins is on forty-eight hours leave, looking for the prettiest pussy in town. As a fifth generation fighter pilot, he likes everything fast—his jets, his drinks, and his women. After six months on tour of the Pacific, he is in desperate need of a good dose of dirty fucking. His choice is no meek little flower. In fact, this Irish Venus Fly Trap sets his temper and dick on fire. Somewhere the universe has tilted and the innocent beauty in the bedroom has surprised her way into his heart.

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