Jealousy, Sex, Larceny and Love

By M. S. Spencer(Guest Blogger)

In my latest romance, Triptych, my heroine Miranda wrestles with the question of true love. She also wrestles with recalcitrant sisters, mysterious machines and art thieves.

I probably spent more time choosing the perfect subtitles for my chapters than actually writing it (a slight exaggeration for effect). Each refers to a family crisis or the relationship between siblings. I do hope my readers will take note of them and enjoy the hints at what is to come in the chapter. Here are a couple of my favorites.

The thing about family disasters is that you never have to wait long before the next one puts the previous one into perspective.

~ Robert Brault

If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs, it’s just possible you haven’t grasped the situation.”

~ Jean Kerr

The Cabot family—three sisters—sees its share of crises. In this excerpt, Miranda and Luc are caught in flagrante delicto…but by whom?

Blurb

Take lost masterpieces, brilliant inventors, and stolen prototypes. Add the Three Sisters, Indian spirits who guard the Potomac River. Stir in three sisters and their lovers. Result? Jealousy, sex, genius, larceny and love. Who will end up with whom, and will the Three Sisters take another life as the legend demands?

Triptych, by M. S. Spencer

Ebook 67,300 words; Print 213 pp.

Romantic suspense/Adventure

M/F, 2 flames

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The Cabot House

Excerpt (R): The Witness

He kneeled before her, took her hands, and slowly lifted her as he rose. Gently he wrapped her face in his palms and brought his mouth close, closer to her trembling lips. She stood, not wanting to move or breathe, waiting. He barely grazed her lips with his, and stepped back. “Thank you.”

She opened her eyes. He stood quietly, his expression both ardent and patient. A little voice sang in her ear. “Go for it.” She leaned forward, put her arms around his neck, and drew him to her. Her lips smashed against his with all the pent-up desire she’d been pretending didn’t exist. He opened his mouth and parted her teeth, his tongue probing, licking, teasing. Their bodies touched and pressed against each other and they hung on, swaying. Miranda felt wave upon wave of an intense emotion that had to be passion pass through her. The tide did not ebb.

With sudden determination he lifted her and carried her to the bed. “Miranda, I’ve wanted this since I first saw you. Tell me you felt the same.”

Oh, God yes. “No. No, Luc, we can’t. No.”

He stopped unbuttoning her blouse. “Why not? Tell me.” His voice came thickly.

“Because…oh, Luc, it’s not right. I don’t know. I don’t tr—” He stopped the words with another kiss. This time it went deeper still, the streams of desire spreading through her lymph nodes. Her hands and feet tingled and her vulva melted. She let him take off the blouse. Her nipples peeped above the blue lace bra. With his tongue he nudged them out of hiding and fastened on one. Miranda writhed with the pleasure of it, knowing she shouldn’t allow it. He left the nipple and trailed kisses down her belly. Strong hands pulled the skirt down to reveal her blue silk bikini. Before she could say a word, he tore them off. With his hands he spread the vaginal lips and began to lick the folds, sucking up her juices. “Oh, my God, Luc, no.”

He stopped. “No?”

“I…uh…” She looked him full in the face. His black eyes flashed, his tousled hair fell across his brow. Her body let go.

Somehow he knew she had given in. He unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop. She ripped open the crimson oxford shirt he’d been wearing and spattered kisses on his chest. He pushed her down on the bed and rose above her. “Miranda.” Then he plunged into her.

So this is what making love feels like. With Edward it had only been sex. This, this is love. She went to meet him. And they rested.

Miranda’s body felt like a feather bed, like a warm bath, like the eye of the storm. She didn’t think she’d ever been so relaxed or so sure the world was a wonderful place. She gazed at her lover. “Luc?”

He opened one eye. “Yes, mon chou?”

A tiny click. “Oh my God, Luc, we left the door open! Someone heard us.”

About the Author

Although she has lived or traveled in every continent except Antarctica and Australia (bucket list), M. S. Spencer has spent the last thirty years mostly in Washington, D.C. as a librarian, Congressional staff assistant, speechwriter, editor, birdwatcher, kayaker, policy wonk, non-profit director and parent. She has two fabulous grown children, one fabulous grandchild, and currently divides her time between the Gulf coast of Florida and a tiny village in Maine.

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Secret Treasures

By Jade Archer (Guest Blogger)

Hi, Everyone! It’s wonderful to be here and once again heartfelt thanks to Lisabet Sarai for inviting me to post here today.

Today I thought I might share with you one of my life long addictions. And before anyone gets the wrong idea, I’m talking about quotes. Yep, quotes. For as long as I can remember I’ve collected them. I don’t know how strange or unusual that is, but I have quite a few books and journals full of “words of wisdom” I’ve jotted down over the years. I’ve found them hidden in a calendar, secreted in books, and the internet has certainly been my friend.

To me, finding a good quote feels a little like uncovering a secret treasure. Mostly I collect them because they mean something to me at the time. Or, if I’m really lucky, one will give me a light bulb moment—helping me to understand something about myself or the world I hadn’t appreciated before. Some have even inspired me to write stories.

Recently I rediscovered one I’ve loved for a very long time. One I thought I knew all about. And this brings me to the real joy I find in quotes and inspirational phrases. Sometimes I’ll come back to one I thought I understood and something will have changed—usually about myself and where I am in my life—and it will mean more than ever before.

Anyway, this is the particular quote I wanted to share with you today:

Hold tenderly that which you cherish ~ Bob Alberti.

As I said, one of my long time favorites. When I first stumbled upon it I think I was about six months pregnant with my second child, so for obvious reasons, I’ve always thought of it in terms of how precious my children are. I think of how blessed I am to have them in my life and how I want to end each day knowing I’ve done my best to love and care for them when I read this quote. I want each one to know by my actions that they are adored.

I know this all sounds like a fairly average sort of goal for a parent. The reality and practicalities can sometimes be more of a Herculean task in a busy working mother’s life, but really it’s pretty standard stuff. Recently, however, I began to think a little more deeply about this quote.

While it will probably always inspire thoughts of family and children first and foremost for me, I started to wonder what else it might encompass, or more specifically, whether my application had been too limited. I started to think about what are some of the other things in my life I cherish, and more importantly, how I might hold them tenderly.

To be honest, once I started thinking about it lots of things started springing to mind, making me realize just how blessed I am in my life. But there was one thing that occurred to me, one thing I cherish which I probably haven’t been doing a very good job of “holding tenderly” recently that I wanted to share with you. It’s me, or more specifically my health.

It’s not something I’ve ever really thought a lot about before. As I said, I’m a busy working mum and I don’t often find the time to focus on myself. But I’m beginning to think that might be a mistake. And quite possibly not one I’m alone in being guilty of.

I’ve blogged briefly before about having difficulty sometimes finding a healthy balance between work and play. I think I’ve finally figured out I need to start cherishing myself a little too. I need to be healthy, strong and balanced or not only am I not likely to enjoy what I’m doing, but I’m probably not going to be able to continue to do them for any length of time either!

So, I guess that’s what this blog is all about. What things do you cherish and what do you do every day to hold them tenderly, to show each and every day that you acknowledge how precious and blessed you are to have them in your lives? How much you appreciate them?

For me this year is about spending more time with each of my kids one-on-one. Writing from my heart and enjoying the process as well as the finished product. And finally…and don’t laugh…I’ve started karate lessons with the kids. A little down time for my overactive brain and a little up time for my body.

Bio: Jade Archer was born in 2010, after a prolonged pregnancy and labour of over 34 years! I’ve decided she’s about 24, enjoys long walks in the country because she doesn’t have five kids and a husband to care for, eats as much chocolate as she wants because she never has to worry about putting on weight (must be all those long walks!) and can often be found planning her next whirlwind world tour or endlessly typing away (without any interruptions) on another hot and steamy erotic romance. It might be space pirates; it might be shifters or a lonely vampire with a hunger for the girl next door, one thing’s for sure, she loves variety and can’t wait to meet the next characters destined to fall in love.

www.jadearcher.com