Stirred by Sylvie Fox

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It’s release day for STIRRED by Sylvie Fox!! Check out this fantastic contemporary romance and be sure to grab your copy today!!

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About Stirred:

Warning: One kiss can lead to another…

 

Quirky cartoonist, Zoe Andreis puts her life on hold, flying back to the States to care for her ailing father. Spending her post-college years gallivanting all over Europe while capturing her adventures in comic form, Zoe grapples with the notion of being shackled to one city.

 

When she encounters Max Kiss, Zoe’s true adventures begin. Although Max would love to branch out and take carefree and crazy chances of his own, he too is tied to LA, tending to his aging father. Stirred by Zoe’s zest for life, Max longs for a future full of love and spontaneity.

 

While they struggle to find balance between caring for their parents and living a life of their own, Zoe and Max form a strong and sensual bond. When tough challenges surface, Zoe and Max search for a way to have the life they want without feeling the burden of guilt. Can they find of balance of duty and excitement while building a future together?

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Exclusive Excerpt:

Max

“What are you working on?” Max asked.

The drafting chair nearly fell as Zoe jumped a mile high. “You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing skulking around at four in the morning?”

“I wasn’t skulking. I had to go to the bathroom. When I came back, I realized you weren’t in bed.”

“I’m used to living alone,” Zoe said in explanation, shaking her head. “I’ve learned never to ignore the muse. She likes to play hide and go seek sometimes. When she asks to come out to play, I always say yes.”

Halfway between wakefulness and sleep, Max smoothed a hand through her hair and down her back. She was back in the sexy little outfit she’d put on after her shower, but before she’d blown his mind with that massage. Thinking about that massage was certainly waking up certain parts of his body.

“You want to come back to bed?” he asked, all awake now and ready for a second go round.

“Maybe in a little bit,” Zoe said, turning back to the white paper and black ink in front of her. She had a pencil behind one ear. Ink stained most of her fingers. He wondered if she ever got any on the paper. She was scratching the pen across the textured sheet, when he looked close at the drawing. It wasn’t Budapest or Prague or Krakow on the page, but a single level house that looked very much like post World War II suburban Los Angeles.

His eyes snapped to the upper right hand corner. The place where the name of the strip was always placed. But her stylized lettering of Wanderlust was absent. In its place was Canoga Park. It was in pencil, yet to be inked. Max’s eyes wandered across the table. There were three or four Wanderlust strips scattered about that looked halfway completed, pictures drawn, but the words were still in pencil. These Canoga Park strips were nearly done, though.

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“Is that the Valley?” he asked.

Zoe jumped again. “You’ve gotta stop doing that. I thought you’d gone back to bed.” Forcefully, she snapped off the klieg bright light that had illuminated the desk. “I’ll come with you this time, make sure you make it.”

Max got into the blanket and duvet laden bed first, then lifted up the covers in blatant invitation. Zoe slipped in, curling toward him. She was quiet so long Max thought she’d fallen asleep. But she shifted her legs, and let out a long sigh.

“What’s that other strip you’re working on?”

“Nothing. Just a throw-away idea.”

“What do you mean, throw-away? Looks like you’ve done some work on it.”

“Not throw-away, exactly. Just something that probably won’t go anywhere. I don’t have a Beetle Bailey or Peanuts. Most strips don’t have that kind of longevity. I certainly don’t think anyone will be hard pressed to continue on Wanderlust after I’m dead. So I have to have some back up plans. It’s not like I’m Mort Walker and have a big family to keep me alive after death.”

“Do you want a family?” Max asked because he very much wanted one when the timing was better.

“I already have a big one. You’ve met every last one of them, I think.”

“I’m asking if you want to get married and have kids.” He was more blatant this time.

“I like to practice,” Zoe said, derailing any further a conversation he really wanted to pursue.

 

 

 

About Sylvie Fox:

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Sylvie Fox is the author of smart women’s fiction. Her compelling stories are boldly told, designed to keep readers turning the pages. Whether you’re reading romantic women’s fiction or legal thrillers, written as Aime Austin, she wants you to enjoy the heroine’s journey.

She splits her time between Los Angeles and Budapest, where she enjoys yoga, knitting, farm-to-table cooking, and life with her husband and son. When she’s not writing, her nose is stuck in a book.

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Stirred by Nancy S. Thompson–Release Day Launch!

It’s release day for Nancy S. Thompson’s STIRRED! I am so excited to be part of the fantastic release celebration for this erotic new contemporary suspense. Nancy is sharing an excerpt with us and there’s a trailer!! Check it out and enter her giveaway!!

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About Stirred:

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I’m Eden MacLaird, and Fate screwed me good at the age of twenty-one, stole my first love, then my first child. Twenty years later, I still haven’t found my happily-ever-after. Sure, from the outside, I have it all, including Declan, my gorgeous, rich-as-sin husband. But things aren’t what they seem, and catching Declan in bed with my best friend destroys any dreams I harbor for love, much less sexual fulfillment.

Then in walks Sean Bennett…

Just months away from earning his post-graduate law degree, Sean’s smart, driven, and serious, but an unexpected encounter between us in a bar one night changes everything. His best friend, Trinitee, warns against getting too involved, but the heat between us is beyond intense, and neither of us are willing to walk away.

With my marriage in shambles, I’m eager to make a go of it with Sean, despite our sixteen-year age difference. But while I relish my sexual reawakening, I fear giving up the posh life I’ve grown accustomed to. That life, however, and everything in it, comes crashing down as bodies start piling up around us, and all clues point to me and Sean.

Secrets, betrayal, and revenge threaten to destroy not just my carefully-crafted reputation, but my very life. With our freedom at stake, Sean and I join forces to uncover those plotting against us. But as doubt and evidence mount, I must choose: give in to my suspicions and save myself, or trust our new-found love and save us both.

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Exclusive Excerpt:

Anticipation (1)

Her hands caught mine and stilled it in place, not letting me go any farther, but not pushing me away either. She was very conflicted; that much was certain—the look in her eyes, the way she worried her bottom lip with her teeth. And it would work to my benefit, I was sure. But instead of emboldening me, it gave me pause, and my longing inexplicably shifted from what I wanted for myself, to what I wanted for her—to feel desired, to know she was someone’s fantasy, a dream come true. I would show her what she’d been missing all these years, what her husband had denied her, that she was worth the effort, worth giving to, worth loving. And in my sudden need to be what her husband had not, I felt a fullness swell inside me. Not just between my legs, or even my heart, but in my soul.

Caught in that epiphany, I leaned in, my mouth a mere inch from her right ear.

“What are you so afraid of, Eden?” I breathed, and slowly, I moved to face her, so close, all I had to do was stretch my neck, ever so slightly, and my mouth was on hers, gently, my tongue a flick against her lips as I brushed across it. Next, my mouth was at her left ear. “Why not take the risk?” I pressed but for a moment before my mouth reclaimed hers.

I kissed her deeply this time, my tongue probing for hers, and, after a moment’s hesitation, she met me head on. My hand between her knees pressed forward, not rough, but definitely insistent. Undeniable. Her hands, once a tense and formidable barrier, relaxed, though she kept them resting against mine as my fingers edged upward, gently easing her legs apart to allow me access. And there it was, the lacy edge of her panties, and an intense, scorching heat. My heart ricocheted in response.

Eden sucked in a soft hiss as her mouth retreated from mine, but, though she pulled back for a split-second, a half-hearted attempt to regroup and regain control, she knew, as well as I, that it was impossible, and her mouth returned to the one place we both knew it belonged, right against mine. But even that proved too much for her, and she dipped her chin to lean her forehead against my cheek as she panted in anticipation.

Because that’s what this was. Anticipation. I hadn’t really touched her—not yet. I hadn’t invaded the space her wedding vows had long ago promised to one man, and one man only. That anticipation she felt was her sense of decency and fidelity warring with her desire, the basest need a human could ever experience.

 

Nancy S. Thompson Bio:

Nancy is a California transplant currently living in Seattle, Washington with her husband of 23 years, their son, a student at Seattle University, their giant snow dog, Jack, and his kitty, Skye. She works as a freelance editor for her publisher and writer friends and also has her own interior design business within the model home merchandising industry. When she’s not writing or editing, Nancy keeps herself busy by cooking and baking.

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