Donna at You Gotta Read said:
“The story is extremely fast paced but is well written. Overall, a quick, enjoyable read.”
Thanks Donna!
Bestselling Erotic Paranormal Romance Author
Donna at You Gotta Read said:
“The story is extremely fast paced but is well written. Overall, a quick, enjoyable read.”
Thanks Donna!
Beverly at Sizzling Hot Books Said:
“Bitten in the Bayou is a stormy, steamy werewolf story. The combination of two hot Cajun werewolves and Angelica, woman enough to take them both on was luscious way of spending a bit of time. Jules and Andre Deveraux were a pair of men I’d love to meet if I was down in the Bayou. Hot and spicy as the gumbo Andre cooked, how could any woman resist? Bitten in the Bayou definitely should be put on your to be read pile. Quick and sensual, nudge Bitten in the Bayou towards the top, you won’t regret it.”
Thanks Beverly!
It’s that time again. Snippet Saturday time. Ready for a little excerpt from one of my books? I thought so. Enjoy!
The lights flickered once, twice, and then they were cast into darkness. With no light, her other senses immediately took over. The rain beat against the house furiously. It seemed alive, like it was trying to claw its way in. A nervous tremor coursed through her veins.
A heavy hand settled on her knee, and she jumped, a girly squeal erupting from her throat.
“Shh… you’re okay. Let your eyes adjust.” By the tone she could tell it was Jules who was comforting her.
Slowly the candle light from the living room brightened their corner of the kitchen.
“Looks like we’re done for a while,” he said, his voice low… seductive.
She turned to look at him, able to make out his features, the hungry look in his eyes. Glancing over at André, she saw him watching her closely. The intimate inspection unnerved her. Made her want to shift in her seat.
But the hand on her knee squeezed gently, reassuring her. When she looked into Jules’ eyes, she hardly noticed the rumble of thunder or the howling wind.
“I want to kiss you,” he whispered.
“Are you asking permission?” she asked and held her breath.
“No,” he said roughly, and before she could blink, his lips were crushing hers. She shifted toward him, closing her eyes. He cupped her cheek in his hand, and she wanted to rub herself against it. To soak up his warmth, his strength.
He probed at her lips with his tongue, and she opened for him. As his tongue swept inside she heard someone groan. She wasn’t sure who.
He tasted rich… of wine and gumbo. Their tongues danced back and forth, and she clung to his shoulders. Her breasts were heavy and aching for his touch. She felt hungry, empty.
Slowly he severed the kiss, and a tiny sound of protest escaped her lips.
“Damn, you know how to kiss. So soft and tempting. Giving and demanding all at once,” he said, sounding out of breath. “I could kiss you for hours.”
That could be arranged, she thought blissfully.
It was as if the whole day, since she’d first caught sight of them in the woods, had been leading up to this moment. Priming her, readying her for his kiss. His touch.
A warm hand curled around her shoulder, and she turned to look up at André. That predatory look was back, and it called to something inside of her. Quickly she glanced back at Jules.
He cocked his head to the side. “You didn’t think he was going to let me keep you all to myself, did you?”
Excerpted from Bitten in the Bayou
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The lights flickered once, twice, and then they were cast into darkness. With no light, her other senses immediately took over. The rain beat against the house furiously. It seemed alive, like it was trying to claw its way in. A nervous tremor coursed through her veins.
A heavy hand settled on her knee, and she jumped, a girly squeal erupting from her throat.
“Shh… you’re okay. Let your eyes adjust.” By the tone she could tell it was Jules who was comforting her.
Slowly the candle light from the living room brightened their corner of the kitchen.
“Looks like we’re done for a while,” he said, his voice low… seductive.
She turned to look at him, able to make out his features, the hungry look in his eyes. Glancing over at André, she saw him watching her closely. The intimate inspection unnerved her. Made her want to shift in her seat.
But the hand on her knee squeezed gently, reassuring her. When she looked into Jules’ eyes, she hardly noticed the rumble of thunder or the howling wind.
“I want to kiss you,” he whispered.
“Are you asking permission?” she asked and held her breath.
“No,” he said roughly, and before she could blink, his lips were crushing hers. She shifted toward him, closing her eyes. He cupped her cheek in his hand, and she wanted to rub herself against it. To soak up his warmth, his strength.
He probed at her lips with his tongue, and she opened for him. As his tongue swept inside she heard someone groan. She wasn’t sure who.
He tasted rich… of wine and gumbo. Their tongues danced back and forth, and she clung to his shoulders. Her breasts were heavy and aching for his touch. She felt hungry, empty.
Slowly he severed the kiss, and a tiny sound of protest escaped her lips.
“Damn, you know how to kiss. So soft and tempting. Giving and demanding all at once,” he said, sounding out of breath. “I could kiss you for hours.”
That could be arranged, she thought blissfully.
It was as if the whole day, since she’d first caught sight of them in the woods, had been leading up to this moment. Priming her, readying her for his kiss. His touch.
A warm hand curled around her shoulder, and she turned to look up at André. That predatory look was back, and it called to something inside of her. Quickly she glanced back at Jules.
He cocked his head to the side. “You didn’t think he was going to let me keep you all to myself, did you?”
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An action movie buff with a penchant for all things supernatural and sexy, Selena Blake combines her love for adventure, travel and romance into steamy paranormal romance. Selena’s books have been called “a steamy escape” and have appeared on bestseller lists, been nominated for awards, and won contests. When she’s not writing you can find her by the pool soaking up some sun, day dreaming about new characters, and watching the cabana boy (aka her muse), Derek.
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