Jenna Jaxon Romance–because passion is timeless.

Welcome back to  Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

Today I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, last post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

Abruptly, she let go of Mr. Beauregard’s neck and pushed away from him. She absolutely could not entertain those kinds of thoughts. Not with this man. She must have surprised him, for he let her go and stood there smiling at her, that deep hunger almost leaping at her from his eyes. “Does that mean you want to stay, Amantha?”

Whirling around, she dove for the door, pulled it open, and fled into the corridor, uncaring who might see her leave Mr. Beauregard’s room. Because if she had stayed one more minute, she might well have answered, “Yes.”

If you want more right now, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon or in KU.

Next week I’ll be beginning snippets from my Book of the Month, A Countess of Convenience, Chapter 2. If you want to read Chapter 1, it’s on Amazon as A Return to Life and you can get it for free if you click the link.

And fellow author from Weekend Writing Warriors, Carrie Anne Brownian, has put up a snippet from one of her works here. You should go check her out as well, especially if you enjoy historical fiction.

Welcome back to  Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

So sorry to have missed last week’s snippet, but my family was mourning the loss of our little gray bunny, Earl Grey, who passed away last Sunday morning.  I hope to post a memorial to him later this week, so readers will know what happened.  He was truly a very good, very sweet bunny.

However, today I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, last post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

“You mean the conversation where you thought I was Jenny?” Amantha pushed against him, trying to keep him at arm’s length, but she might have been trying to shove against a boulder. Mr. Beauregard had strength such as she’d not known in a man before.

“No. The one where we didn’t use words at all.” His smile widened, and he slowly lowered his head toward her until his mouth hung directly above hers. “Like this.” He sank his lips onto hers.

The floor beneath Amantha’s feet seemed to drop away. She clung to him, afraid she’d fall as the room suddenly spun around her. That merely pressing his lips to hers could create such a firestorm within her both delighted and frightened her. Yet she could not deny him. And slowly, she slid her arms around his neck, reveling in the heat that consumed her from head to toe. All this could have been hers forever if she’d let her father find her in Mr. Beauregard’s bed. Even now, she could stay here with him tonight. No one would know…

If you don’t want to wait for next week’s continuation, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon or in KU.

And fellow author from Weekend Writing Warriors, Carrie Anne Brownian, has put up a snippet from one of her works here. You should go check her out as well, especially if you enjoy historical fiction.

Welcome back to  Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

Today I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, last week’s post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

“This was the room Lady Amantha brought you to, Sara?”

“Yes, my lord. She said Lord Abercrombie had been taken in a bad way.”

“Where is Abercrombie’s room, Armstrong? Perhaps she did make a mistake.”

Amantha sent up a prayer of thanksgiving.

“He’s further up the corridor, on the opposite side.”

“May I go back to bed, uncle? I’m devilishly sleepy.”

“Good night, Rafael. Sorry for the confusion. I will look for you at breakfast.”

“Yes, uncle. Good night.”

The door shut, and bare feet padded back to the bed. “They’re gone. You can come out now.”

With a gigantic gasp, Amantha threw off the pillows and gulped in fresh air.

Mr. Beauregard sat on the end of the bed, grinning at her. “A pretty good performance, if I do say so myself.”

Amantha clambered down off the bed. “I have to admit it was, Mr. Beauregard. Are you indeed an actor? I must applaud you whether you are or not.”

“No, not an actor. An architect.” He gazed at her, his dark eyes registering a deep hunger that made Amantha catch her breath. “But I will take any accolades you wish to give me, Lady Amantha.”

“A heartfelt thank you will have to suffice, I am afraid.” She needed to get out of this room immediately. Something about Mr. Beauregard made her want to give him more—a lot more, in fact—than just thanks. And that would never do. Amantha turned for the door.

“Now they are gone, you could stay, you know.” His feet thudded to the floor as he slid off the bed. “We could continue with our earlier conversation.”

She whirled around to find him directly in front of her and stumbled backward.

Quicker than a pouncing lion, he grabbed her arms and pulled her toward him.

If you don’t want to wait for next week’s continuation, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon or in KU.

And fellow author from Weekend Writing Warriors, Carrie Anne Brownian, has put up a snippet from one of her works here. You should go check her out as well, especially if you enjoy historical fiction.

Welcome back to  Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

Sorry for the hiccup last week, but I’m back again with another snippet for you.

Today I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, last week’s post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

Someone pounded on the door. “Rafael? What are you doing in there?”

“Get in the bed!” Snatching her up roughly by her arm, Mr. Beauregard hurled her across the top of the bed and tossed the pillows onto her. “Don’t move, and don’t say a word.”

Despite the suffocating position, Amantha pressed her face into the mattress and froze.

The door burst open with a clatter, the thumping of feet on the hardwood floor following directly.

“What the devil is going on here, Rafael?”

“You tell me, uncle.” The sleepy drawl came through clearly. Amantha prayed this man was a decent actor. “I was asleep until you banged on the door.”

“Where is my daughter, sir?” Father sounded angrier than she’d ever heard him. Amantha tensed from habit then slowly made her muscles relax. She must stay calm.

“Not in here, sir, I assure you.”

“Rafael, this is Lord Clarendon. The maid here says his daughter, Lady Amantha Easton, said she was coming in here to check on her cousin.”

“My apologies, my lord, but my answer is the same. The lady is not here.” There was a pause that seemed to last a lifetime. “Perhaps she entered, realized she’d mistaken the room, and left. But I was asleep until just a few minutes ago.”

Mr. Beauregard was a very cool liar. Amantha prayed to God he was a good one as well.

If you don’t want to wait for next week’s continuation, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon or in KU.

Welcome back to  Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

Today I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, last week’s post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

“It really was a compliment,” he said, pulling the covers back and raised his eyebrows invitingly. “Are you sure you won’t join me?”

Before she could answer with a resounding no, faint voices outside the door drew her attention.

“You say you left my daughter here?” Her father’s voice was unmistakable, even through the closed door.

“Dear God.” Amantha made a grab for her robe. “Can you cover yourself or put something on?”

“I hardly think that will help very much,” he replied, throwing off the covers and slithering out of the bed. He padded to the armoire, his bare backside in full view.

“What are you doing?” Amantha hissed, jabbing her arm into the sleeve of her robe and missing it entirely. Why must everything fall apart just as they were about to be discovered?

“I’m putting something on as requested.” He pulled the door open, grabbed a shirt, and snaked it over his head.

“Yes, milord. She said her cousin was sick and to fetch you here directly.”

“Well, this is not Lord Abercrombie’s room, I can tell you that much.” A distinctive strong voice that was not her father’s came through clearly.

Dear God. Father had brought Lord Armstrong with him. Ruin was now truly assured.

A booming knock sounded on the door. “Rafael? Are you there? May I come in?”

Amantha froze, one arm in her robe. Here was the ruination for which she’d been praying. Unfortunately, God wasn’t answering her prayers in the way she’d intended.

“Quick.” Mr. Beauregard grabbed her hand and jerked her toward the bed. “Get in there and hide under the pillows. I’ll take care of them, and afterward you can slip out of the room.”

One stricken look at the bed, and Amantha shook her head. “That won’t work. I’ll hide underneath.” She dropped to the floor and tried to scoot under the bed, only to find her way blocked by a trundle bed. “Damnation.”

If you don’t want to wait for next week’s continuation, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon or in KU.

Welcome back to what I’ve decided to call Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

Sorry I’m late posting today, but I’ve been crazy busy this past week. I went to New Bern, NC last Sunday to visit my friend who owns the cabin in NY state. She couldn’t get up to the cabin this year, so we met in New Bern instead for a great few days of catching up. Then, as soon as I returned, I was getting ready for the Sexy and Sassy Signing in Richmond, VA, which happened yesterday. I (and my assistant Emily) had a fantastic day, selling books and giving out swag. It was the best signing I’ve ever had and I can’t wait to sign up for next year!

Today, however, I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, the last week’s post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

He catapulted up in the bed. “What? Why in God’s name would you do that?”

“As I said, none of your business.” Holding the cover in front of her, Amantha slipped one foot down to the floor. The covers caught, and though she tugged, they resisted coming with her. She might have to just drop to the floor and scramble into the garments.

“It will be my business if I have to marry you because you came into the wrong room.”

That brought Amantha’s head up until she stared into eyes the color of jet. He was right, of course. She had to get out of here now. Forget modesty. She dropped the covers and dove to the floor, swooping down to grab her clothes. With shaking fingers, she searched for the gown’s opening at the hem, trying to ignore the man sitting on the bed. She couldn’t think about him. But she couldn’t forget him. As she raised the gown to slide over her head, her eyes met his again. Admiration and desire mingled in the dark depths.

He flopped back down onto the bed. “I rather think it would be worth

it after all.”

“What?” Fear made her tone sharp. Her robe, where had it gone?

“To have to marry you.”

Amantha jerked her head up to him. “No. Don’t even think I would agree to that.”

“I meant it as a compliment, Lady Amantha.” He stretched on the mattress, and the sheets fell away, revealing his firm, wide chest, the skin rippling over the smooth muscles.

Moments ago, she’d been clasped to that chest and liked it. Liked it a lot. She’d liked everything he’d done to her. “No.”

The word was a whisper of horror. As exasperating as this man was, she instinctively sensed she could never be indifferent to him. Attraction lurked within her even now, knowing the danger. This was the last man on earth she should marry.

If you don’t want to wait for next week’s continuation, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon for just .99 through the end of this month.

Welcome back to what I’ve decided to call Jenna’s Snippet Sundays. In lieu of a blog hop, there’s just me with snippets from my current release or hopefully my next WIP.

Today I’m continuing with another snippet from my most recent release, As Long As You’re Mine. This snippet begins where last week’s left off. (If you need to catch up, the original post is here.)

BLURB:

A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

EXCERPT:

His frank gaze kept straying from her face down to—

“Oh, God!” she shrieked, pulling the covers up over her naked body. This man had seen her naked. He’d touched her naked breasts. And she didn’t even know who he was. “Who…who are you? What are you doing in this room?”

“I’m Rafael Beauregard, Lord Armstrong’s nephew. This is my room.” His voice had taken on that patronizing tone people have when dealing with children…or fools. “Who are you?”

Amantha opened her mouth then abruptly shut it. Maybe it would be better if he didn’t know her name. But he’d seen her face. Seen much more than her face. Heat bloomed in her cheeks. Oh, but she was good and truly ruined. What did a name matter? “Lady Amantha Easton.”

“What are you doing in this room, Lady Amantha?” A hint of laughter in those words made her straighten her spine.

“None of your business, sir.” She had to get out of here. Maybe if no one saw her leave, and this odious man kept his mouth shut, she could pretend nothing had happened, and no one would be the wiser. Except her father might walk through that door at any second. “I have to get out of here.”

“Not necessarily, Lady Amantha.” The wretch lay down on the mattress, propped up on one elbow, and gave her a lecherous look. “We could continue with what we were doing. See where it leads us.”

“My father is on his way to this room this minute.” Amantha glanced down, locating her nightgown and robe on the floor. If she slid backwards off the bed…

“How do you know he’s on his way here?” His voice had taken on a playful tone.

“Because I sent the maid for him.”

If you don’t want to wait for next week’s continuation, you can grab As Long As You’re Mine on Amazon for just .99 through the end of this month.