If you liked the latest review for my time travel, Erin's Rebel, you'll have a chance to win a pdf copy over at Slip Into Something Victorian today. I'm talkin about how Civil War reenacting was the main influence in creating this story.
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Friday, January 08, 2010
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Erin's Rebel Excerpt
Since I've turned in my final edits for Erin's Rebel, my Civil War time travel romance, in to my editor, thought I'd whet everyone's appetites with an excerpt.
Erin's Rebel
Time Travel Romance
The Wild Rose Press - American Rose
The sound of her name on his lips made her skin tingle. She tore the paper off the package. At the sight of the brooch, her breath caught.
"Do you like it?" he asked anxiously. "I had it made just for you."
Eyeing him, she had a hard time finding her voice. This was Erin O'Connell's brooch, the very one that had sent her back in time. It shone in her hands, new and unworn from time and wear.
What did this mean? She must be following Erin O'Connell's footsteps. As far as she knew her being here hadn't changed anything. Will was still destined to die this year.
"I didn't mean to upset you, Erin. If you don't want the brooch--"
"No." She clasped the pin against her chest as the meaning of his gift sank in. "It just means so much to me."
His look of concern softened into a lopsided grin. "I'm happy you feel that way."
"Thank you, Will." She slipped the brooch into the pocket of her wrapper, then stood on her toes, lifting her arms to circle his neck. She kissed his cheek, inhaling his musky scent.
His mouth was on hers, hot and urgent. The softness of his moustache and chin beard tickled her lips. She opened to him, her tongue slipping inside to taste him thoroughly. He groaned, pressing the length of his body against her.
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Hope you all enjoyed. Keep you posted on further developments.
Erin's Rebel
Time Travel Romance
The Wild Rose Press - American Rose
The sound of her name on his lips made her skin tingle. She tore the paper off the package. At the sight of the brooch, her breath caught.
"Do you like it?" he asked anxiously. "I had it made just for you."
Eyeing him, she had a hard time finding her voice. This was Erin O'Connell's brooch, the very one that had sent her back in time. It shone in her hands, new and unworn from time and wear.
What did this mean? She must be following Erin O'Connell's footsteps. As far as she knew her being here hadn't changed anything. Will was still destined to die this year.
"I didn't mean to upset you, Erin. If you don't want the brooch--"
"No." She clasped the pin against her chest as the meaning of his gift sank in. "It just means so much to me."
His look of concern softened into a lopsided grin. "I'm happy you feel that way."
"Thank you, Will." She slipped the brooch into the pocket of her wrapper, then stood on her toes, lifting her arms to circle his neck. She kissed his cheek, inhaling his musky scent.
His mouth was on hers, hot and urgent. The softness of his moustache and chin beard tickled her lips. She opened to him, her tongue slipping inside to taste him thoroughly. He groaned, pressing the length of his body against her.
___
Hope you all enjoyed. Keep you posted on further developments.
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