So, as promised, a look at a new release, one that has that thread of real-life in it…. This story began as a gift for someone special who is half a world away from me right now – he’s in Italy. We’ve known each other for months, but have not met face to face – yet.
December 26th – I was here working, he was there studying – we talked while we did our stuff…. and I told him I was going to create something special for him, as a gift – I was going to seduce him on the page…. and that’s how this began…. In today’s world where we meet so many people online and they do become a special part of our lives, is it really possible to fall in love from so far away? The romantic in me believes it’s very possible…. the realist still struggles with fears of a fraud… in the end, like all important things that involve the heart, the ultimate truth is that you make a leap of faith and “go for the gold” because there is no other choice….
So, my quesiton to you is – do you believe in this kind of love affair???
Games Of Seduction
GAMES OF SEDUCTION
Blurb: What begins as a game between two people from opposite sides of the world quickly becomes an intense and all-consuming need to discover if the passion inspired by words can fuel a fire that will span an ocean and ignite a love unlike anything either of them have experienced before…. Discover what happens when the Game of Seduction is taken to the final play – and two lovers unite on New Year’s Eve for the first time….
Read an excerpt:
This story is for Emanuele,
who really is my fantasy and my sexiest dream”¦
It all began as a conversation, with a man on another continent”¦
Any man who can seduce a woman’s mind owns her body long before he ever possesses it”¦.
It was a simple enough concept, but is so alien to so many.
He taught me that, in the space of a few hours”¦. From a man half a world away I learned more about myself in one night than I had from anyone I had ever been with. And I want more. I want to know how far hunger and need can be stretched before possession is all that matters, and surrender is all that remains to me.
He created a game that he says never ends”¦ a bit like life and the learning we do each day. Truth is the name of this game, but it’s more accurately called Seduction. When one party wins, both claim the prize. Under his shrewd eyes, my truths have never looked so bare, and so small they make me crawl inside myself. He doesn’t intend to let me hide behind my walls, though. I wonder if I should be afraid, or entranced? Both, perhaps.
The first question: “what do you like in a man?”
How do I respond to that? I’m looking at what I like in a man, and I choke on the awareness of it”¦ So, I struggle and reply with sublime idiocy that I don’t know the answer. To my great amazement, he doesn’t end the game, but does point out that stupidity doesn’t appear to be a problem, so why am I giving him stupid answers. At this time, any other man would be staring at a blank screen, but not this one, his honesty is enchanting.
What do I like in a man? What do I notice first? They seem like easy questions, I’ve answered them before ““ but they’re not usually being asked by the physical embodiment of the honest reply. I notice his eyes, and his smile, and his shoulders, and most of all, I notice his presence and the way he carries himself. The strength of his personality and his confidence. This should have been an easy thing to say ““ it wasn’t.
I felt like I was a love-struck sixteen year old in the throes of her first infatuation. I’d known him about an hour at that point”¦ Can you understand how overwhelmed I was, how ridiculous I felt? He makes me blush like a school-girl, and that hasn’t happened in a very long time.
(So begins a dance as old as time…. and a new kind of love story has begun…. journey with me to the end, and let us see if it will be the stuff of dreams after all….)
ooooooh sex-ey! 😈 😈
Sounds like a great story!
You bet I believe in this kind of romance. My husband is from England and we met in a chat room back in 1997. It was pretty clear from day one that we were meant to be together. For weeks we exchanged emails, then phone calls and finally swapped addresses. He sent me flowers and plants and love letters almost daily for months. When we finally got our act together enough to meet face to face, it was magic 🙂 We married in 1999 and he still has that romantic nature that drew me to him in the beginning. If a love is meant to be then nothing, not time, distance, or any other outside factors can stop fate. Believe in love, and believe you deserve to be loved, and you can’t go wrong. Good luck, Denyse 🙂
Missy Martine
missymartine@comcast.net
Love this excerpt. And I’d say you won that game. 😉
LaVerne
Ladies, thank you so much for your wonderful comments. I honestly have no idea where I am in the midst of this “affair” but I’m forever enchanted, and I do believe that there are things in this world that are meant to be…. Like Missy and her wonderful guy. I have no idea how this “game” ends, but for the purpose of romantic fiction, we have to assume that aspect will be happy!!!
Love to you all…
Denyse