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Why did you keep spying on me? #MFRWHooks #MFRWAuthor #Suspense

Welcome to Book Hooks, a Wednesday offering by members of Marketing For Romance Writers to share a little taste of our work and entice you into wanting more! Click on the links at the end to travel to other Book Hook posts, and enjoy!

We’re thrilled to announce Extasy Books has re-released our erotic romantic suspense, The Merry Widow. Thoroughly revised and edited, this is the steamy story of a mid-life widow’s sexual awakening. Following a prologue to set the stage, it opens with an erotic scene between two women – the first ever in our heroine’s life. If this isn’t your cup of tea, no problem – you might prefer our Romantic Suspense books, all of which deliver one man, one woman, hot sex, and perilous danger.

But if this appeals to you – hang on for the ride! Recently widowed and in her early forties, Merry Delany is about to plunge into a self-discovery journey that takes her places she’s never imagined, much less hoped for. Once passion is unleashed, can it be stopped?

EXCERPT

“So why did you spy on me and my friends after that?”

Jim sipped his wine and never batted an eye. “I had to know what the mob might use against you as possible blackmail.”

“Oh.” Merry pursed her lips. “I suppose that’s plausible. That couldn’t have taken more than two or three weeks. You know, to discover the other women and the guys visiting my house. And you were clear this wasn’t a drug house.”

“You’re right, of course. If you really want to know, Widow Delaney, I became obsessed with you. With your body. With your wild escapades. At first, I couldn’t figure you out. And then I had to have you. You were wasting yourself on all those young Turks. And I was in the wings more than willing to serve you.”

“And more than able, I will add on your behalf. But you do have an ego, Detective Barnes. Why did you wait a week and a half to come back to me?”

“Why didn’t you call?”

“I asked you first.”

“It was stupid to wait. I didn’t want to appear as if I needed you. I wanted you to come to me.”

“You thought since I’d experienced your world-renowned cock, no other would suffice.”

“Something like that.”

“Do men often think with their cocks? Ignore that question. It was rhetorical and inflammatory.”

“Well, you don’t want to be inflammatory, now do you?”

She managed a smile around a piece of cheese. “Not yet,” she said with her mouth full. She sipped more wine and swallowed.

BLURB

The millennium arrived with such promise—will it deliver for recently widowed Merry Delaney?

So much for all the anticipation about the new millennium. Merry Delaney’s life is still in a rut and shows no signs of changing. Sex? A fading memory, gone long before her husband actually died. Excitement? Hardly the hallmark of an accountant’s life. At forty-two, what can she look forward to?

Until her best friend takes Merry’s predicament into her practiced hands. One passionate kiss unleashes possibilities Merry never dreamed of—and she wants to sample them all. Men? Women? Young? Old? Ménage? Toys? Yes, to all, to pleasure, to making up for lost time.

Enter Chicago Detective Jim Barnes, who solicits Merry’s help with a mob funds-skimming case. Can the scorching passion that soon smolders between Merry and Jim survive the escalating mob threats of exposure? Having discovered a zest for sex, will Merry ever again be satisfied with one man?

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He should have called before now… #MFRWHooks #MFRWAuthor #Suspense

Welcome to Book Hooks, a Wednesday offering by members of Marketing For Romance Writers to share a little taste of our work and entice you into wanting more! Click on the links at the end to travel to other Book Hook posts, and enjoy!

We’re thrilled to announce Extasy Books has re-released our erotic romantic suspense, The Merry Widow. Thoroughly revised and edited, this is the steamy story of a mid-life widow’s sexual awakening. Following a prologue to set the stage, it opens with an erotic scene between two women – the first ever in our heroine’s life. If this isn’t your cup of tea, no problem – you might prefer our Romantic Suspense books, all of which deliver one man, one woman, hot sex, and perilous danger.

But if this appeals to you – hang on for the ride! Recently widowed and in her early forties, Merry Delany is about to plunge into a self-discovery journey that takes her places she’s never imagined, much less hoped for. Once passion is unleashed, can it be stopped?

EXCERPT

Detective Barnes sat in his home office, poring over the latest information on the Fire and Ice case. Merry had e-mailed him that the account with the current suspicious vendor had been abruptly closed. How could they have found out? Only he and Merry had put those links together. He hadn’t shared any of it with department personnel. He was quite convinced Merry hadn’t shared it with anyone.

So how did they get the information?

“Jesus H. Christ.” Could they have bugged Merry’s computer or her phone? Why the hell hadn’t he considered that possibility earlier? Would the mob hire an auditor they couldn’t keep tabs on?

He grabbed a can of pop from the fridge and ran out the door. Once again, he fastened the blue flasher to the car and drove like a madman toward Merry Delaney’s house.

He parked in her driveway and ran to the door. She’d gotten the doorbell fixed—he heard it doing its thing. But she didn’t come to the door. Maybe she was spending the night at Camille St. Jermaine’s again. He might not like that, but it was probably safer.

Jim picked his way around back and peered into her office and into her bedroom. Nothing. She wasn’t in the house. Her car was in the garage. That didn’t bode well. Not at all. Had she gone out on another date?

He was fairly certain she hadn’t been with a man since their little tryst. That fact had done some positive things for his ego. So how was he going to feel if she was out with a guy? Like a jerk. He should’ve called before now.

BLURB

The millennium arrived with such promise—will it deliver for recently widowed Merry Delaney?

So much for all the anticipation about the new millennium. Merry Delaney’s life is still in a rut and shows no signs of changing. Sex? A fading memory, gone long before her husband actually died. Excitement? Hardly the hallmark of an accountant’s life. At forty-two, what can she look forward to?

Until her best friend takes Merry’s predicament into her practiced hands. One passionate kiss unleashes possibilities Merry never dreamed of—and she wants to sample them all. Men? Women? Young? Old? Ménage? Toys? Yes, to all, to pleasure, to making up for lost time.

Enter Chicago Detective Jim Barnes, who solicits Merry’s help with a mob funds-skimming case. Can the scorching passion that soon smolders between Merry and Jim survive the escalating mob threats of exposure? Having discovered a zest for sex, will Merry ever again be satisfied with one man?

 

The Merry Widow #NewRelease #MFRWAuthor #EroticRomance #LGBTQ

We’re thrilled to announce Extasy Books has re-released our erotic romantic suspense, The Merry Widow. Thoroughly revised and edited, this is the steamy story of a mid-life widow’s sexual awakening. Following a prologue to set the stage, it opens with an erotic scene between two women – the first ever in our heroine’s life. If this isn’t your cup of tea, no problem – you might prefer our Romantic Suspense books, all of which deliver one man, one woman, hot sex, and perilous danger.

But if this appeals to you – hang on for the ride! Recently widowed and in her early forties, Merry Delany is about to plunge into a self-discovery journey that takes her places she’s never imagined, much less hoped for. Once passion is unleashed, can it be stopped?

BLURB

The millennium arrived with such promise—will it deliver for recently widowed Merry Delaney?

So much for all the anticipation about the new millennium. Merry Delaney’s life is still in a rut and shows no signs of changing. Sex? A fading memory, gone long before her husband actually died. Excitement? Hardly the hallmark of an accountant’s life. At forty-two, what can she look forward to?

Until her best friend takes Merry’s predicament into her practiced hands. One passionate kiss unleashes possibilities Merry never dreamed of—and she wants to sample them all. Men? Women? Young? Old? Ménage? Toys? Yes, to all, to pleasure, to making up for lost time.

Enter Chicago Detective Jim Barnes, who solicits Merry’s help with a mob funds-skimming case. Can the scorching passion that soon smolders between Merry and Jim survive the escalating mob threats of exposure? Having discovered a zest for sex, will Merry ever again be satisfied with one man?

EXCERPT

Here is the opening scene:

The lips pressing against hers were soft and pliant. They tasted of peaches. The tip of a tongue slipped out to trace the contour of her mouth, wetting her lips. Merry Delaney leaned in toward that kiss.

It had been far too long. With eyes shut tight, she parted her lips slightly, responding in kind. A gentle sweep of passion filled her with warmth.

The peachy lips became more eager, more insistent. A hand settled over Merry’s breast, and she focused her entire awareness on the nearly forgotten tingling sensation of her pebbling nipple. Good God, she’d missed that so.

Practiced fingers wove their way underneath her top and inside her bra until they cupped a breast. Merry frowned. The kiss intensified, and she redirected her attention to tasting those lips.

An arm gathered her close. Breasts crushed against breasts.

Merry’s eyes blinked and then opened wide. She jerked out of the embrace and moved a foot or so down the length of the couch, away from her lifelong friend, Camille St. Jermaine. “What are you doing?”

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