“The Wait:” When love lasts forever

Shawna and Josh’s relationship started as friends, blossomed into so much more, and just when she thought she had him, she lost it all. Read their story in “The Wait” by Louisa Bacio.


“Shawna wrapped her arms around Josh’s chest, feeling the difference in musculature. He’d filled out, in all the right places. Shawna thought of the irony: After years of fighting against his parents, conformity and “society,” Josh had grown up within the confines of the military. The top of her head barely reached the crevice beneath his chin. At 20, Shawna felt a growing confidence with men. At 21, with his military training, Josh exuded confidence.


“How’ve you been?” Josh asked, running the tips of his fingers across her jawline, his index finger slightly caressing the fullness of her lower lip.


Leaning into his body, Shawna took in the strength of it, and then tilted her head up and took his mouth with hers. A burst of desire swept through Shawna’s body, alighting her passion. She waited years for this moment, and how good it felt.” (excerpt from “The Wait”)


Now available in “Rekindled Fire,” through Ravenous Romance.


Rekindled Fire traces the stories of ten couples who lose each other, only to find their way back together once again. The love stories contain two unifying elements: profound love and erotic, passionate heat. Whether the story is contemporary or features magic, vampires or shape shifting; whether it involves spanking, bondage, or simply pure, unadulterated sex; or whether the couples have been torn apart for several months or one hundred years, one question remains the same: will these former lovers be able to rekindle the flame of love?



Featuring:
Love Power by Angela Cameron
Loving the Priest by Amber Hipple
Trombone Tease by Jen Bluekissed
Blood Lost by Vanessa Vaughn
Something More by K. Ann Karlsson
Carved in Bone by Nini Richou
Feral Instinct by Cora Zane
For George by Janne Lewis
The Wait by Louisa Bacio
Bathed in Moonlight by Elle Amery

For more information, visit Ravenous Romance

Fortune Cookie

"A romantic mystery will soon add interest to your life."

Can you get any better than that?

The Sex Talk

As a parent, I know that the time will come to talk to my two daughters about sex. As an erotic writer, with stashes of Playboy around the house, the discussion might become more pressing. Already, we’ve told our older daughter that it’s not “polite” to play with her privates sitting in front of the television or in front of other people. Last night, the situation raised a level.

Both girls love running around the house naked. From talking to other parents, I know this behavior isn’t an anomaly. Still, I don’t understand how I can be in long-sleeved pajamas and fuzzy socks and they’re running around butt-naked. Often, the older daughter, Nicole, will strip down first, and then the little one follows suit. Hubby asked Nicole to put some underwear and at least a pair of pants on. A few minutes later we were all laying on the pull-out sofa bed (love those Sundays with the family), and Nicole started giggling.

I looked over at her, and she held a great big pink feather in her hand.

“I’m laughing because I put the feather on my privates and it tickles.”

All righty. She had put on a skirt, but no undies.

I took the feather from her, and looked at my husband. “About time to have a talk with her?” he asked.

Yeah, sure, but who knew it would include feathers?

Sticker Shock & Awe

“Stickies. Stickies,” my 2-year-old daughter screamed.

Usually when I get dressed in the morning, I need something to distract her. Breakfast of a sliced “nana” and “Dora the Explorer” often does the trick. But, yesterday, only “stickies” would do.

After handing her a sparkly and sticky sheet of Dora and friends, I headed to the back to throw on some clothes. I hadn’t even finished picking out my jeans and shirt when I heard some major giggles floating on back. As a parent, there are some things for concern. One is when the children get quiet. The other is when they laugh while alone (well, or with a pet).

The little one sat on our red couch, panties stripped off and stickers afoot. She strategically stuck Isa the green lizard right at the top of her “whooo-hoo.” A Dora sticker graced the inside of her thigh, and the sheet showed one more missing.

Where is it? I thought. She was going to spend the day with my mom-in-law (yes, so soon after that wonderful Saturday night alone, lucky me!). Imagine if I didn’t find Ms. Isa’s hiding place. There, on her calf was the last “stickie.”

Only two. I can’t help but wonder what adornments will be in her future ...