Today's snippet features a steamy new book by Emily A Lawrence.
Available now.
Please tell
us your pen name. Your book title, genre
type, and series name, if applicable.
Pen Name: Emily A. Lawrence
Book title: Hot Dreams of a Lonely Soul – Book
1
Sequel coming out in August: Hopeful Dreams and New Beginnings –
Book 2
Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
3 words to
describe yourself.
Passionate,
funny, sometimes stubborn
3 people
you would like to thank.
I would like
to thank Secret Cravings Publishing (Sandy Lea Sullivan), Dawne Prochilo,
Theresa Stillwagon and Dawné Dominique for making my dream come true.
1 sentence
to describe your book.
A hot erotic
read starring an emotionally damaged former bikini model and her new boss, a
sexy architect.
Excerpt –Hot Dreams
of a Lonely Soul (Emily A. Lawrence)
Carly almost jumped when she heard the sound of her
doorbell. “Damn it, who could it be at this hour?” She put on the first
nightgown she found in her drawer, pulled a robe on as well, and rushed to the
door. Her belly flip-flopped, and her breath caught in her throat when she
peeked through the peephole and saw the man in her dreams waiting patiently on
the other side of the door. She brushed her fingers through her hair in
agitation, not sure whether to let him in or not. A part of her jumped up and
down with excitement, but the other was frozen in place, afraid to be alone in
her apartment in the middle of the night with a man she barely knew but so much
desired. A sudden impulse made her grab the key and unlock the door, which
brought her face to face with him.
She blinked perplexed, and the eerie feeling came back to
her. He looked over her from head to toe, mouth partly opened. His hair looked
as though he had been running his fingers through it, perhaps even grasping
strands in frustration. He hadn't shaved for several days and the dark stubble
lining his chin made him look rather scruffy. Even so, his untidy appearance
still attracted her, and his now familiar musky scent combined with his cologne
caused her insides to liquefy. “Mr. Benton, it is way past midnight. What are
you doing here?” she asked drily. Shivers ran up and down her spine, as she
clutched the doorknob for balance.
“May I come inside?”
Carly hesitated concerned, battling the fears she deemed
herself powerless against.
Thank you Emily for joining us on Sunday Snippets, we wish you heaps of success with your book.
Carolyn, Jennie, AP and Whitney.
Thank you so much for having me, Carolyn! :D
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