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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Sizzling Books of Summer: Three G!veaways by Three Authors (Aug 15-22) Erotic Romance




Welcome to the Sizzling Books of Summer Giveaway Hop!

A BIG Thank You to My Secret Romance Book Reviews for organizing and hosting this hop.


I am offering three giveaways for this hop.

Click on the covers below to find out more about each giveaway.

Giveaway Number One:

Wendi Zwaduk's New Erotic Romance Release: Sunshine of Your Love, a historical set in the turbulent aftermath of the Vietnam War.
It’s 1970. The world is in upheaval. Can two people really make a difference and find love at the same time?

To enter to win a free PDF copy of Sunshine of Your Love, please fill out the first Rafflecopter at the end of this post.

There is only one mandatory entry, affirm that you are legally and adult. All other entries are opitonal and merely increase your chances of winning. Good Luck!

Click Cover to Read More About Sunshine of Your Love:

Giveaway Number Two:

Vastine Bondurant's Sensual Historical MM Romance Set in 1930, Purly Gates.

A lonely stretch of beach becomes a hiding place for two men who, when their paths cross, are determined not to be ships just passing in the night.

To enter to win a free PDF copy of Purly Gates, please fill out the second Rafflecopter at the end of this post.

There is only one mandatory entry, affirm that you are legally an adult. All other entries are opitonal and merely increase your chances of winning. Good Luck!

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Giveaway Number Three:

Enter to win your choice from Natasha Blackthorne's e-published works.

A Midsummer's Sin is my latest Erotic Romance release, set during a sultry summer in Colonial America.

To read about my other Erotic Romances, please look in the upper left side bar. Click on covers to read more about each one.

To enter this contest, please make a comment on this post telling me which book of mine you'd like to win.



So it is summer time. The days are hot and the nights seem even hotter sometimes. Did you ever fancy having white hot sex outdoors on a sultry summer's night?


What if you lived in very religious, restrictive community and giving into temptation was a sin?

But what if that temptation was also reinforced by forbidden love?


Then what if late one hot summer's night you saw your beloved, dancing in the woods, nearly naked?

That is the heart of my latest novella.


Sometimes giving in to temptation is the best thing you can do...

Goodman Thomas Marlowe needs a wife. He loves his neighbour’s bondswoman Rosalind Abramson but for all the wrong reasons. The carnal passion he feels for her is at odds with his vision of the perfect marriage—something shaped by the memory of the pure, pious union he shared with his late wife. Valiantly, he fights to keep his feelings hidden.
Rosalind yearns for the handsome Goodman Marlowe. Yet beneath his kind action lies a cool distance that tells her he cannot forgive Rosalind’s shameful past. She’s determined to deny an infatuation with a man who will never respect her.

However, Thomas cannot focus on finding a bride while the unsuitable Rosalind is always so close and so alluring. Now he’s about to take a teaching position in another town. It’s the perfect escape for a man tormented by unacceptable desire.

Late one night, in the midst of a summer’s hot spell, Thomas spies Rosalind in the woods, clad only in her shift, dancing in the moonlight. It’s really more than a man celibate for three years can bear. Thomas is in danger of falling into a sin so powerful it threatens to challenge everything he believes in…
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of sensual spanking and issues surrounding previous death and grief. This is a Novella of approx. 64 pages.



By reading any further, you are stating that you are 18 years of age, or over.
If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary to stop reading immediately and exit this site.
Copyright © Natasha Blackthorne, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.












She was clad in only her shift.

Moonlight illuminated the thin cloth into a shimmering veil. The glowing ivory of her gentle, generous curves, hints of rose-pink nipples, a shadowy triangle between her long, lithesome legs—all teased Thomas’ imagination.

Blood rushed from his head to fill his cock.

Heart thundering, he leaned against the tree. He barely dared to take a steadying breath lest the vision of that girl dancing in the clearing might disappear and prove itself a mere figment of his long-starved lust.

Dear sweet Christ.

Not since his days at Oxford had he seen a woman’s body displayed so wantonly, then only in dimly lit, rented chambers. Never in brilliant moonlight.

The wind calmed. The rustling leaves of the tall trees grew silent. Her laughter carried to him. The sound—so free, so girlish—sent pleasurable shivers through him, sensual and immediate, as if a woman had raked her nails softly down his back. His erection throbbed, getting bigger, stiffer, straining his breeches. Sweating, he grasped himself and gave his aching shaft a firm squeeze.

God. It was more than a man, a widower of over a year, could bear.

More so for Thomas. Physical passion had repulsed his wife. For his beloved Patience’s sake, after the conception of his son, he’d left her in peace. Now he’d been three years without the ease of a woman’s soft, warm body…

That girl—Rosalind Abramson—was everything he craved.

She was within reach.

They were alone.

He wanted to go her. To seize her. To crush that beguiling body against his own.

No! He released his cock and took a deep steadying breath. He’d learned how to master his passions. He was a Puritan now, no longer a libertine.

He would not yield.

He closed his eyes, but all he saw was hair burning like flames in the noon sun. He was taken back to a little over a year previously when he had been riding in a carriage on a seedy London street.


He had been with his family, on his way to board the Abigail for Boston. His son had taken ill from the stench of the docks and had forced the stopping of the vehicle. Thomas stood outside the vehicle, talking with the driver as they’d allowed the interior to air.

He looked up and saw her. Rosalind. She had worn no head covering—her curls had bounced wildly as she’d run towards him. She’d held her skirts—the most garish hue of green he’d ever beheld—high enough to display trim ankles and well-turned calves clad in pale pink silk stockings that gave her legs the appearance of being completely bare. She had lifted her knees and run like a boy. A fine sheen of sweat had sparkled on her flushed face and on the exposed tops of her generous breasts.



Thomas inhaled deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose, willing the memory away. But the image only intensified.



She had increased her pace, though it didn’t seem possible for anyone, much less a woman, to move that quickly.

She’d come upon him so fast and close, he’d thought she meant to crash into him. His man’s body, so starved for the touch of feminine flesh, had longed to feel her body colliding with his. Such desire—it had held him immobile. At the last moment, as she’d turned, bypassing him, her eyes, dark brown and large, had caught his—full of terror—he could feel it reverberate in his own bones… His heart had contracted with sympathy. A whoosh of air, scented with roses and musk, had blown over him as she’d hauled herself into the open carriage.

The carriage where his wife had waited.

The crack of a branch snapped. Drawn into the present , he opened his eyes.

She was still there.

Dancing in the moonlight.

Half naked.

As his neighbour’s bondswoman, Rosalind was always so close, so desirable yet so utterly uninterested in him. She was warm and friendly to others yet she dealt with him differently. She often acted aloof, slightly superior, as if he’d never done her any kindness.

But now she shared all with him, however unwittingly.

They were alone.

Alone.

A single chance to have her without risk of discovery. There would be no consequences. He need only reach out and take. He inhaled deeply. Dear God, give him the strength to resist...



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34 comments:

  1. I would love to win "A Measured Risk." Thanks for the giveaway!

    kesummer69 at gmail dot com

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  2. My favorite thing to do while at the beach is people watching.

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  3. Wasn't born until 1977 >.>

    Favorite summer activity is skinny dipping with the hubby >.<

    Kassandra
    sionedkla@gmail.com

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  4. Well I wasnt born till 1980 but I do love the music and movies from 1970's :)

    I would love to win Sunshine of your love by Wendi Zwaduk.

    Ive already read A Measured Risk! It was amazing and I will never ever forget that book.

    Thanks for the giveaway!

    DawnSullivan88@verizon.net

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  5. love reading a book at the beach
    Thank you for the giveaway!

    jessharrison78@yahoo.com

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  6. I'd love to win a copy of White Lace and Promises. Thanks so much for the opportunity!

    sandywolters(dot)author(at)gmail(dot)com

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  7. I loved the craziness and colors of hair & makeup and clothes and shoes of the 1970's!
    Wonderful excerpt of your newest release...I would love to win a copy of A Midsummer's Sin

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  8. I wasn't born until 78 but love seeing the awesome platform shoes my momma wore.
    My fav thing to do at the beach is to work on my tan with a hot read in my hands.
    I would love to have a copy of Grey's Lady!
    andieleah78@gmail.com

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  9. For the 1970's I love the crazy hair and music...On the beach I love to watch the people...you see some interesting folks! Would love A Midsummer's Sin.
    Yvette
    yratpatrol@aol.com

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  10. My favorite thing to do at the beach is to watch the waves. They are so mesmerizing and calming. My favorite thing about the 70's is the wild hair and the music.

    e.balinski(at)att(dot)net

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  11. Favorite thing about the early 70s is DEFINITELY the music!!!!! That's still what I listen to, and this book caught my eye because it is one of my favorite songs. I would love Sunshine of your Love. ana at anas-attic dot com

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  12. I would love to win your book - Waltz of seduction.
    Thank you for the giveaway!
    oloore at gmail dot com

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  13. Alex's Angel looks really good
    tinyauthor at yahoo dot com

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  14. I love to people watch at the beach and the 1970's would be the music. Yeah I know lame but i love it.

    tinyauthor at yahoo dot com

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  15. I love early-'70s glam rock: Bowie, T. Rex, and even those throwaway one-hit wonder "junkshop glam" singles that have been on some really good compilation CDs lately. As for the beach, well...it's always nice to watch surfers and beach volleyball-playing guys!

    vitajex(at)aol(dot)com

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  16. A MIDSUMMER'S SIN would be my choice!

    vitajex(at)aol(dot)com

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  17. Hmmm.....i'm not sure, maybe music :)
    Thank you for the giveaway!

    filiafantasy at gmail dot com

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  18. I'd choose A Midsummer's Sin

    Thanks for being part of the blog hop and for the giveaway

    cms72023(at)gmail(dot)com

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  19. I love to just walk on the beach. Never really swim in it!
    Thanks so much!!
    donnasing777@yahoo.com

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  20. ilove your hops a nd the the book are great and then the book cover are great i love the way you did hte page here
    deis the blonde at msnd tocom

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  21. the hop are great and then so are your book thanks for doing the hop and giving us a chacne to read and blog on the book
    desitheblonde@msn.com

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  22. in the 70s it ws when i got out of school and then had my son and then viet nam stred and had alot of friend go to war

    desitheblonde at msn dot com

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  23. Best thing in the 70's is my birth, lol. I love going to the beach and throwing a ball for the dogs, they love to swim. Thx for giveaway. I would like to read A Midsummer's Sin.

    blinkysthebest at aol dot com

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  24. I was born in 69 so I have to say I don't remember much of the 70's :O)Carin mawmom at gmail dot com

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  25. I would love to win a copy of A Midsummer's Sin thanks Carin mawmom at gmail dot com

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  26. I am dying to read "A Measured Risk"!!! thanks for the chance. :)

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  27. forgot my e-mail ... >.>
    kah_cherub at hotmail dot com
    (sorry about that)

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  28. I keep hearing so many good things about A Measured Risk, so I'd like to see what all the fuss is about. Thanks you for the giveaway

    cris_mv (at) hotmail d(ot) com

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  29. For the 1970's I would definitely have to say the music!

    cguidroz2(at)cox(dot)net

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  30. My favorite thing to do one the beach is to lay back in a beach chair with a great book and a cold drink and soak up the wonderful sunshine :)

    cguidroz2(at)cox(dot)net

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  31. LOVED…The Locker Room by Amy Lane
    Thanks for the great hop and all the chances to win great prizes!
    forettarose@yahoo.com

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  32. I love to play with my kids in the sand on the beach. My daughter and I look for shells. Their joy is som great to see. Thank you for the amazing contest!
    mandicounter@yahoo.com

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  33. I'm a 79 baby so the best thing about the 70s would be the day I was born! lol

    My favorite thing to do at the beach is swim with the kiddos


    Thanks for the chance to win :)
    raynman1979 at yahoo dot com

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  34. I was born in 1971, so I'll choose that as my favorite thing from the early '70's.
    At the beach, I love to read.

    wolphcall(at)bellsouth(dot)net

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