Cyn

Nicole Harvey, a reviewer at Paranormal Romance, had awesome things to say about my time travel book, This Time Forever.  This Time Forever is book 7 in a series that has been in the making for nearly two years by erotic romance writers affliated with Loose Id (see page 8 of listings under books by tie-in, series to see the collection).  Authors include Mechele Armstrong, Emily Veinglory,  A.J. Matthews, Ally Blue, Jeanne Barrack, Kai Anderson, Jade Rivers and Diane Charles Linford.

Here is a little excerpt from: The Collector 7: This Time Forever

Rand reached forward and yanked the material from beneath the slim fingers.

A whoosh escaped his lungs, half sigh, half gasp. Dropping his sword arm, he could do nothing but stare. “You’re dead.”

“Oh, please,” the vision implored. “I’m not quite ready to die yet.”

The husky voice was the same, but the trespasser before him looked different than his beloved. Small of stature and with short brown hair, piercing green eyes, and full, ripe lips, this person had the appearance of a young man. Yet, dressed differently, would this person look like Emma? The pale skin and vibrant eyes along with her voice drew forth the loneliness he’d buried deep when she passed. “Who are you?”

He sounded weak to his own ears. He forced himself to resume the stature and poise of a commander, to dam the well of memory that had gushed forth. “I’ll thank you not to keep me waiting as long as you did before.”

“Well, that couldn’t be helped.”

“Why is that?”

“I…I…was afraid.”

“As well you should be, lad-”

“What? I am not a boy!”

Rand’s forehead furrowed as he studied the person before him. “Step away from the curtain.”

He studied the figure before him. If this was a woman, he could see no evidence to her claim. “You wear the clothing of a man.”

Those green eyes narrowed and filled with anger. “Well, I don’t have a fucking dick!”

“No lady of my acquaintance would speak thus.”

“Bingo! Captain Queeg. I don’t know you from Adam, and I’m sure a real lady wouldn’t associate with you.” She sniffed the air. “You haven’t had a bath in ages.”

How dare this slip of a…whatever speak to him so! “I’ll have you prove your claim. But I warn you, should you be other than that which you state, I will run you through without a moment’s hesitation.”

For emphasis, he pressed the point of his sword against the lad’s throat, praying the memories evoked would subside. “Do not tarry. I lack patience.”

“So it seems,” came the saucy reply.