Blurb
Dreams
are the perfect shelter for fantasies, safe havens to step inside
without changing our daily lives. For Lark Braithwaite, all that is
about to change. During the last six months, Lark has dreamt of a
mysterious Irish lover who knows what she wants and gives her exactly
what she needs. In her waking life in busy London, things aren't as
ideal as her long-term relationship with her controlling fiancé
Charles has hit a dry spell.
When
Lark is called home to Oregon for her father's funeral, she comes
face to face with the demons from her past, but she never expects to
meet her dream lover in the flesh. Niall O'Hagan steps straight out
of her fantasies and into her life, and the powerful connection they
share rocks her foundation. Although she's dealing with the
bitterness of her fiancé's betrayal and his jealousy, Niall soon
stirs Lark's awareness of her superficial existence and reawakens her
sexuality....and her soul.
Excerpt
If
the kiss had stayed careful and guarded, she might have continued to
question it. But the blindfold disappeared. She’d fallen asleep.
Her eyes flew open, and he was there. Oh, my God. He was there!
Heated eyes watched her. Rakish dark hair fell over his forehead as
he breathed hard, and the morning sun lit up the world behind him.
She shuddered and took a deep breath to speak, but his hands moved to
cup her face. He held still and closed his eyes as his lips took her
mouth. Right then and there, she knew with crystal clarity this was
real. This was the weight of a real man on top of her, clothed. He
smelled citrusy and freshly laundered. What in the hell is this?
How
did he get here? He was only her dream lover.
Or
was he?
Confused
beyond all comprehension, Lark didn’t have any time to contemplate
a single thing. His lips delivered a breath-stealing, soul-shattering
kiss, and then they were all over each other. This, ah, this she
knew. Lark hooked her ankle over his, put a hand on his shoulder, and
tried to rid him of his jacket as she drew him closer. She fisted his
hair as he devoured her mouth. He tasted the same as her dream lover,
and she put her tongue in his mouth to savor more of his tangy
sweetness.
They
both made noises they never had in her dreams, breathy gasps and
blasts of air as their mouths met and separated as they sought new
angles and depths to their passion.
He
made a disgruntled sound as he tried to get more comfortable in the
cradle of her hips over the hindrance of clothes. This wasn’t a
dream. He nibbled on her lower lip as she opened her mouth to tell
him to stop, but then he carried her away in the undercurrent of his
large, warm hands, which caressed the skin of her stomach beneath her
hoodie and T-shirt. She continued to accept his kisses but pawed her
zipped-up sweat jacket. Okay, so she was still clothed. He was rock
hard against her, and he ground his hips into her. A disbelieving
grunt escaped his lips. Lark shivered at the jolt that went through
her.
“Wh—
Mmm. Whoa. Stop,” She managed against his mouth. She furrowed her
eyebrows and scrutinized him as he breathed in and out. He braced
himself on the weight of his hands above her, his bright green eyes
bearing into hers. His face was the face of her dreams—the sensual
bowed lips and cleft chin, the built body, and the thick hair. His
hair… She blinked. His hair was cut at the nape and styled for a
day at work. She glanced at his clothes.
“Um,
why are you wearing a suit and tie this time?” She squinted against
the sunlight. Please, God, let this be a dream. He moved his head and
put her in shade.
FROM
PUBLISHER'S WEEKLY: "Howard (The Longer They Last) explores
the concept of fated love in this skillfully woven contemporary
erotic romance. Lark Braithwaite, an American in London, is living
with her British fiancé, Charles Chase, when she starts dreaming of
a sexy mystery man with an Irish brogue. After Lark gets word that
her estranged father has died and she returns to her Oregon hometown
for the funeral, she meets the dream man in the flesh: he's her
parents' widowed lawyer, Niall O'Hagan. Lark quickly falls in love
with Niall, struggling to decide whether she should follow her heart
or the commitment she's made to her fiancé-a decision that gets
easier when Charles shows his true and ugly colors... Explicit sex
scenes crackle with heat, and Howard's characters invite readers to
come in and get lost on the pages with them as the plot hurtles
toward a shocking, but not unbelievable, climax involving Lark's
father's past and her future. Erotic romance fans will devour
Howard's suspenseful and heart-filled story."
About
the Author
Roxanne
D. Howard is a U.S. Army veteran who has a bachelor's degree in
Psychology and English. She loves to read poetry, classical
literature, and Stephen King. Also, she is an avid Star Wars fan,
musical theater nut, and marine biology geek. Roxanne resides in the
western U.S., and when she's not writing, she enjoys spending time
with her husband and children. Roxanne loves to hear from her
readers, and encourages you to contact her via her website and social
media.
Author
Links
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D. Howard will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn
winner via rafflecopter during the tour.
12 comments:
Thanks for hosting!
Thank you for having me on the blog today! I'm available all day to answer any questions for readers. All the best,
Roxanne D. Howard
Welcome, Roxanne!
I've always had thing for guys with Irish accents.
Hope the tour does really well.
Sounds like a great book. btjfarnham@yahoo.com
Thank you Lisabet and mahnrafjtb. I hope you enjoy the book!
Thanks for the giveaway; I like the excerpt.
Sounds like a very good book.
I like the cover. It’s simplicity is very romantic.
Sounds like a fun read. I hope your book is a success.
Great excerpt
What were your favorite books as a child?
Thank you, guys! Bernie, my favorite books as a child were Little Women by Louisa May Alcott, everything by Stephen King (I started reading him when I was about 13), and the classics (Jane Austen, Herman Melville, Alex Haley, Shakespeare). :) Thanks for asking!
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