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Sunday, September 30, 2012

What’s better than a hunky Scotsman? A wet one! by @LeoRosanna ~ Erotic Romance

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Please welcome erotic romance author Rosanna Leo to my blog.
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What’s better than a hunky Scotsman? A wet one!


     I’d like to thank the lovely Natasha Blackthorne so much for having me today! I’m thrilled to be here.

     I’ve come today to tell you a little about my new paranormal erotic romance The Selkie. For those who’ve never read a selkie story before, selkies are seal shape shifters and legends about them abound in the Orkney region of Scotland, as well as in Ireland. They say selkies are magnificent lovers, but that is sort of their schtick.

     You see, a selkie has some magical powers. While wearing their seal pelts, they can swim and remain underwater. However, they can choose to shed their pelts, and move about as humans on dry land. The best of two worlds! They have to be careful, though. The myths say that if you find a discarded selkie pelt, that selkie is obliged to pleasure the keeper of the skin. Not a bad deal, huh? So, ladies, if you happen to be strolling along any Scottish beaches, keep your eyes peeled for seal skins! There may be a handsome, naked man nearby…one who is bound to be your own personal love slave as long as you hide and keep the skin!

     Here’s the disclaimer, though: the selkie will always want to return to his beloved sea. And he will do anything to find that skin. So, hide it well, and enjoy him while you can!

     In The Selkie, my heroine Maggie also ends up with a strange seal pelt…and is stunned when she sees what comes with it. I hope you’ll check out my book and see what happens when she comes across her very own selkie man!

     Thank you for reading!




This was supposed to be her year. However, after losing her job and discovering her fiancé cheating, Maggie Collins has her doubts. When her grandmother dies, she hits rock bottom. Maggie travels to her grandmother’s home in Orkney, Scotland to sort through her gran’s things, only to discover the old woman has left her a seal pelt as her inheritance. She also learns that others are after the pelt.

To add to her frustration, Maggie’s dreams are filled with luscious images of a long-haired man, images that draw her to the magical beaches in Orkney. Although she’s lost her trust in men, this dream man inspires her with a lust she’s never known before.

Calan Kirk has also been dreaming. Dreaming of Maggie, the mortal woman who arouses him as no other woman ever has. Meeting her in the flesh when she arrives in Orkney is nothing short of spontaneous sexual combustion. But she is a human, and not to be trusted. He needs the seal pelt, not a red-haired temptress.

As a thief ransacks Maggie’s grandmother’s house, Maggie and Calan are thrust together. They must search for the animal skin, a mythical relic which once found, will either bring them together or rip them apart forever.



She was attempting to stand on her wobbly legs, only to fall back down on her bottom, when she heard the sound of splashing water. Thinking it was her seal, Maggie turned to look.

Her breath caught in her throat. It wasn’t the animal at all.

It was a man. He was rising out of the waves, walking toward her. She froze. He was nude, utterly nude, and was staring at her with overflowing intimacy. As if they’d had, God help her, relations.

And she realized, with sudden panic, they’d had! In her dreams. He was the seal-man from all her sex dreams.

No. Impossible.

Her first instinct was to call for help, but there was no one near. And then she realized with frightening awareness that she didn’t want any help anyway. Glued to her spot, she couldn’t help but drink him in.

He was beautiful, if unnervingly wet and naked. He had long, shiny, brown hair that hung down past his shoulders. His face could have belonged on an ad for expensive cologne, and he had a body to match. Sculpted shoulders gave way to arms corded in muscle. His defined chest was blanketed by a smattering of sparse, brown hair that led tantalizingly to his rock-hard abs.

Maggie held her breath as her gaze traveled lower on his body, taking in trim calves and thighs a quarterback would envy. And, she noted with simultaneous hunger and horror, his penis was the biggest she’d ever had the pleasure of seeing. It was thick and long and glistening with the droplets of water that yet cascaded over his body. And it seemed to be reaching for her. She gulped, and forced herself to look back up at his face.

There was a faint glow about his skin, a shimmery aura. Dismissing it as a trick of the moonlight, she shook her head.

He was almost upon her, and his full lips were taut in a teasing grin. Maybe he was a surfer who’d lost not only his board, but his shorts in the waves. She knew she should be frantic, but wasn’t. There was something in his brown eyes that was so familiar, so soothing, even as they swept over her own body with lustful appreciation.

He stopped in front of her, and stood boldly, unashamed of his glorious nakedness. She managed to spit out one hushed word. “You.”

“You,” was his equally awed reply.


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  1. Thanks so much to Natasha for hosting me today! I really appreciate being here on your lovely site!

  2. Wonderful excerpt! Thank you for educating me on Selkie's :)

    1. Thanks so much Selena! I love to educate folk on sexy, wet men!

  3. Awesome, awesome, AWESOME excerpt.

    1. Hi Brenda!! Coming from you, you talented thing, that means a honking big deal! Thank you!

  4. Great excerpt!

    1. Hi PC! Thanks so much for visiting and commenting!

  5. Rosanna writes great books, I love her as much as you Natasha!

    1. Carin! My favorite lady!! Thanks for the support, love!

  6. What a great excerpt and guest blog spot, Rosanna and Natasha!

  7. What a great excerpt and guest blog spot, Rosanna and Natasha!


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