Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Updates & an Excerpt

I've been rather productive lately. Reviewed the galley for Beyond Reckless, and did the edits for Bound Forever. All that's left is to tweak/revise the last chapter, and I'm on track to get it done by mid-Nov (my definition of 'mid').

As far as interesting news goes, His Client's release date has moved to January 11, 2011. Moved out just one week. And I do love the new date - 1/11/11 - has a lovely ring to it ;)

Beyond Reckless is up on Amber Allure's site under the Coming Soon books, with a blurb and excerpt. And yes, I've been by to visit the guys a time or two...or more. I can't help it. I get excited when blurbs and excerpts go up on a pub's site.

Speaking of excerpts, here's the excerpt from Beyond Reckless, which features a Regency-era adrenaline junkie and his inventive, indulgent lover.

(for those who don't like excerpts, here's your chance to avert your eyes)
“You may need to look for me.”
The words echoed in his head. Martin had spoken so casually, but Rys should have guessed his lover had not been strictly referring to the crush of people who attended such functions.

A smile teased the edges of his mouth. An honest to goodness search. Definitely interesting.

He turned on his heel. The back garden and the balcony were out of the question. A light rain had just started to fall when his carriage had pulled up to the tidy mansion on the outskirts of Mayfair. Just to be certain, he paused as he passed the card room, but he knew the room would hold no one of interest.

No, not the general areas of the house. He would need to look someplace more…private.

The trace of frustration that had seeped into his veins when he’d entered the ballroom was now gone. In its place was the distinct spark of excitement. Of anticipation. Of the added thrill of the hunt.

And to think he had thought staid, old Lady Edgecomb’s ball would be a thoroughly dull affair.

Deciding it best to avoid any diligent footmen, he slipped through a narrow door along the corridor. While he’d been to the house a time or two in the past, he had never before strayed beyond the ballroom. But all homes in Mayfair had similar qualities, including his own. A narrow door was akin to a sign that read Servants, and this one—he caught himself from stumbling on the first step in the dark passageway—led upstairs.

One hand before him bracing for the door, he went up the stairs. When his fingers encountered cool wood, he paused and pressed his ear to the door. Silence.

The door opened soundlessly on well-oiled hinges, revealing a corridor lit by gleaming brass sconces stationed at regular intervals along the walls. Should he go right or left?

His attention stopped on the partially open door across the corridor and down a bit, the room beyond it dark.

A bit of suspicion furrowed his brow. Would Martin have made it that easy?

No way to know unless Rys checked that room.

Plush rugs silenced his footsteps as he crossed the corridor, his blood pounding with an invigorating mixture of excitement and danger and the possibility of victory.

His senses on full alert, he hesitated just the barest bit as he crossed the threshold, then stopped a couple of paces inside the room and gave his eyes a moment to adjust. A pool of golden light spilled from the corridor, but otherwise the room was dark. He could just make out the outline of a settee and a spindle-legged chair. Likely a sitting room, and it felt distinctly empty.

Obviously Martin had not made it that easy.

His lips quirked. He would have it no other way.

He left the sitting room and proceeded down the corridor. Should he check the doors on the left or right first? A systematic search or a more random one and hope luck would be on his side? Usually was. If not, he likely wouldn’t still be standing at the ripe old age of—he quickly checked his pocket watch—now five and twenty.

A large hand closed around his forearm and yanked sharply. The next thing he knew, he was pressed face-first against a wall, wrists held at the small of his back. A body even harder and stronger than his own covered him from behind.

A door snapped shut. He blinked against the sudden darkness and then his instincts screamed to the forefront.

He bucked back, tugged his arms. His gold cufflinks bit into his skin under the force of the man’s hold and then that harsh grip shifted down. Bare skin slid against his wrists. In the back of his mind, it registered that the other man wasn’t wearing gloves. He let out a grunt as the body behind him shoved his harder against the wall, pressing him flat so that he had to turn his head else risk breaking his nose. The grip on his wrists tightened to the point of pain before easing back to a secure hold.

Held tight, he shifted his weight, tested his bonds. He was certainly no slight slip of a man, but it definitely would involve a struggle to break free.

His heart slammed sharp and fast against his ribs, echoing in his ears. The man behind him shifted. A hard arch that could only belong to an obvious erection pressed into the crease of his arse. Lust shot to his groin. So thick and so heavy, he briefly squeezed his eyes closed against the force of it.

The scents of whisky, cheroot smoke and sandalwood drifted over his shoulder. The tendril of true fear, of uncertainty, vanished.

Warm breaths fanned his ear. “What have we here?”


  1. Can I look yet? ;) Wow, your release date is SOON! :)

  2. Oh. Just...ummm.

    I'll have to get this even though I don't usually like the shorter stories. Every time I come over here I'm tempted by something! :)

  3. Regency-era adrenaline junkie and his inventive, indulgent lover.

    *raises eyebrow* Oh my. :)

  4. Hi Chris - The release date's like 2 weeks away. I'm already getting geeked. I haven't had a new Ava book out since Feb.

    Hey Wren - I'm not huge on reading short stories either, but every now and then something short just hits the spot. I also thought I'd never be able to write a shortie, but I got the idea for this one and then Shawn nudged me to write it. She's a good nudger. LOL

    Hey FV - the guys definitely have some fun in the book ;)

  5. I can't get past the guy in the suit, but...fortunately I read the whole story, lol