Friday, May 25, 2012

Romance Novels To Come.


Whispers of Desire in the Night

Three Regency Romance Novels that with have you laughing out loud, strirring with desire, and of course falling in love.



For some people falling in love is simple. It feels fanciful to them or even mystical. In a dim lit room filled with strangers, she is suddenly struck with the warm sensations of butterflies that flutter up from deep within. One is not able to help but gaze at the cause across the room from them. For others, falling in love can be confusing and at times torturous. The desire to reach out and touch the one that consumes their every thought drives them to madness. Feelings of desperation and a burning need, to just once, be able to feel her lips on his for a brief moment in time. Just one kiss, one small gentle graze of one's lips on the others, an intimate suspension in time giving into the soft whispers of surrender that calls out in the night.







Can the desire for a woman drive a man to madness? A madness that can only be defined as a need that goes far beyond just a longing to touch her, to hear her voice, to see her smile. It transforms into an obsession that grips him like a desperate passion seeking to be filled...but remains unfulfilled. And in his mind, the threat lingers, it will always be that way. The yearning to reach out and t...ouch the one that consumes their every thought drives him to insanity .Feelings of desperation and a burning need, to just once, be able to feel her lips on his for a brief moment in time. Just one kiss, one small gentle graze of one's lips on the others, an intimate suspension in time, giving away to the soft whispers of surrender that calls out in the night. A surrender that will leave him yearning for more…





His deep sultry voice whispers to me, "You are a desire I can't run from Hanna."
He reaches his hand up and gently brushes a ringlet of my hair from my cheek. As his finger trails across me and leaves my skin burning with a deep wanting for him. Leaning in closer with his body cradling me with the strength of him, he softly says, "Nor will I try to run from."


Available Summer 2012