Guest
Post with author Sabrina York
Welcome back everyone! Today I have a
special return guest. The frickin fantastic Ms. Sabrina York! Sabrina has
appeared on the blog several times and never fails to entertain. *grins* I have
also had the pleasure of reviewing several of her books and have been
thoroughly entertained by them. I hope that, I you haven’t read Ms. York
before, that you will soon. She is guaranteed to satisfy! Today I am going to
share with you one of her newest releases. I haven’t been able to read this book
yet, but I am hoping to soon. Get ready for some fun! Please allow me to once
again introduce to the blog, the awesome …
**SABRINA
YORK**
**BIO**
Sabrina is an award winning
author of erotic romance with over a dozen titles
available, ranging from sweet & sexy erotic romance to BDSM to erotic
horror. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york or Facebook.
Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on her webpage (www.sabrinayork.com) or explore on Amazon
or at Ellora’s
Cave.
·
Adam’s
Obsession: Contemporary Erotic Romance
·
Extreme
Couponing: Contemporary BDSM
·
Folly:
Erotic Regency
·
Pushing Her
Buttons: Contemporary BDSM
·
Rising
Green: Steamy Erotic horror
·
Training
Tess: Contemporary BDSM
·
Trickery:
Magical Domination
·
Tristan’s
Temptation: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Coming Releases
**GUEST POST**
**Naughty Times: Smexifying the Regency
Period**
I’ll admit it. I LOVE writing erotic romance. It’s so much fun
tying together deep, gripping emotions and really hot sex. But it surprised me
how much I really LOVED writing erotic Regencies.
There’s just something about historical romance, the dashing
heroes, the ridiculous rules of the time—the elbow length gloves. Something
that makes me want to incite my characters to mischief.
Readers adored Ethan Pennington, my wounded hero in Folly,
partly, I think, because of the deep sensuality simmering beneath the surface.
Twining with that sexy streak was the core of a gentle man, which was exactly
what Eleanor needed in her life.
The second book, Dark
Fancy, which is available for preorder on Amazon
and becomes widely available February 22nd, has a similar vein.
James is betrothed to marry some faceless woman when he meets this adorable
runaway. He has it in his mind to seduce her and introduce her to his darkest
fancy—which of course, is quite naughty. By the time he realizes Eloise is
really Helena, his betrothed, it’s too late. She’s fled.
You know he has to chase her!
I hope you enjoy this blurb and excerpt from Dark Fancy. Please
pick up the book if you can, and be sure to let me know how you liked it!
**DARK FANCY**
**BLURB**
When Lady Helena
Eloise Simpson flees an unwanted marriage to a revolting lord, she finds refuge
with James, a charming, handsome man unlike any she’s ever known. Helena
concocts the perfect solution to her problem. She asks—begs—James to ruin her.
Surely her betrothed will repudiate her if she is no longer pure. And if all
her efforts fail and she still ends up married to a horrid man until the end of
her days, she will—at least once—have known true passion.
But James is not
all he seems. He is, in fact, a wicked lord with a dark fancy. When Helena
awakens his desire, he becomes determined to take everything she has to offer
and more. No matter the cost.
**EXCERPT**
Copyright © 2013 by Sabrina York, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing
, Inc.
By reading any further you are stating you are
at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary for
you to exit this site.
James stared at
Eloise, brave, proud, innocent Eloise. He could relate to the passion in her
plea. He had a sudden desire to be released from a betrothal himself. He
fiddled with the corner of his napkin. “There is always the chance your
betrothed won’t care if you’re ruined.” Some men did not.
Her lashes
fluttered. When they rose again, there was a look in her eye that sent lust
coursing down his spine. It settled in his cock. “If I’m to be married to a
bilious flounder of a man for the rest of my life, I should like to know
passion just once. Just once, James.”
“J-just once?” His
voice cracked.
Her smile
blossomed. “Perhaps more than once.”
He had to laugh,
although this was clearly no laughing matter. “My dear. I would be happy to
oblige.”
“Excellent!” She
clapped her hands with glee.
Unfortunate, that,
because it made her look, once again, like a little girl. But then she picked
up her cup and ran her pink tongue around the rim, lapping at the wayward
drops. He reached for the second bottle.
She held out her
cup for a refill. “You will need to show me what to do.”
He almost forgot to
stop pouring. Hell yes. He’d love to show her what to do. He’d love to instruct
her—in elaborate detail—what, precisely, to do. Something snarled in his belly.
His palm itched. He forced down that decadent desire. Chained the beast.
For God’s sake. She
was an innocent, a virgin. If he opened with that card, not only would she
truly be ruined, she would probably hie off to the nearest nunnery and spend
the remainder of her life in seclusion.
Oh, he would bed
her. He would despoil and beguile her, but only in the very gentlest of
fashions. But his fantasies, the darkling imagery of what he would truly like
to do, simmered.
“Are you…” He
cleared his throat. “Are you ready for your bath?”
“Heavens, yes.”
Once again, she clapped her hands.
The childlike
gesture was off-putting since, at the moment, he was thinking of sinking his
cock into her body and swallowing her moans with his mouth. But he liked her
enthusiasm. It also made him desire—very deeply—to tie those hands to the
bedposts. So she couldn’t clap them.
Why that thought
made him salivate, he didn’t know.
Ah hell. Of course
he knew.
Despite the lust
snarling through him, he managed a modicum of chivalry, although it was
perfunctory at best. “I’ll fashion a curtain.”
Her next words
nearly unmanned him. “You don’t need to.”
“I b-beg your
pardon?”
“You don’t need to
bother with a curtain.” For a shy and demure innocent, she had something of a
brazen streak. “I mean, if we’re going to…you know…”
“Make love?”
“Yes. If we’re
going to make love, you will see me naked anyway.” A frown crossed her brow.
“Won’t you?”
He chuckled. “Most
certainly.”
“I thought so. But
people are not very forthcoming when one asks about such things.”
“Really?” That had
not been his experience in the slightest. Then again, she was a girl. The world
sought to save and protect innocence. Until it ravaged it.
He did not know why
he trembled as he poured the heavy buckets into the tub. He was a man of the
world. Jaded and used to much more decadent fare than initiating virgins to the
delights of the flesh. He should hardly be nervous about the prospect of having
her.
Then again, maybe
it wasn’t nerves. Maybe it was just pure, seething desire.
**BUY LINK**
Dark Fancy is now available on Amazon
So what did you think? I mean erotic
regency … what is not to love? I do for sure. And I know that the majority of
you do as well! And how about that excerpt? Does Ms. York know how to reel ‘em
in or what? If you are not hooked complete with line and sinker already then I
really don’t know what else to say. *raises brow* Perhaps you should read it
again … You absolutely have to check this book out!
As always, I enjoy getting your feedback.
Tell me what you liked about the post, what you didn’t, if you would be likely
to read this book, if you already have read this book, I you are familiar with
this author … basically the sky is the limit. And of course, if you found what you
read here today interesting, please support this author and buy a copy of the
book for yourself.
I hope you all enjoyed getting to know a
bit more about Ms. York and her book. I want to thank Ms. York very much for
taking the time to write a post for us and dropping in to also spend some time
with us. Everyone have a wonderful day and until next time …
HAPPY READING!!!
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