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June 14, 2013
Consume Me - Burning Desire Book # 1 - Teaser #1
Consume MeR. F. AllieBurning Desire #1
Photo credits: Sabri Ben Mlouka - Photograph / Sally Kff - ModelCopyright 2013 © Sabri Ben MloukaAll rights reserved
Teaser #1Consume MebyR. F. Allie
I kept blinking my eyes rapidly. I damned myself for drinking to the point of hallucinating then took another cautious step, hoping that the tequila shots hadn't completely damaged my cognitive abilities.No luck there; he was definitely walking towards me with that same hot gaze. I'd thought about his eyes during the past week, how unique they were, how they traveled through my body, burning a path through my skin.The closer we got to each other, the more I could feel his scent hitting my olfactory receptors; reminding my body of the way it was supposed to react to him.All those feelings came rushing through every inch of my body.Was he really there?Was I going crazy?I had the answers to those questions.He was there, standing in front of me. All powerful and lean. He wore a white dress shirt that hugged his beautiful strong shoulders in the sexiest way known to mankind, black slacks held by a gorgeous Hermes belt. They fell in a way that made all my senses alert to his slightest movements before going onto complete meltdown.In my inebriated state, I carried myself slowly towards him. His eyes followed me, running through my body and provoking goose bumps all over my hot skin. I was astonished by his presence there. What was he doing there?I'd never met the man in over five years around Manhattan and I stumble upon him twice on two different continents. The universe was definitely screwing with me. I stopped only a few inches from him. I could smell him. He had the same scent, the one I'd only ever smelled on him. He closed the mere distance that separated us, I could feel his warmth making me all hot and damp."Well Miss Dane. You are a hard woman to find."His voice came out all raspy and conquering.I had no clue what he meant by hard to find. I was still rattled."What are you talking about?" My voice was shaky and small.He didn't answer my question. He was trying to decipher my thoughts.I took a hard breath. "What do you mean hard to find?"He moved forward closing the distance I'd made and leaned inches to my ears. His hot scent struck all my nerves again."What do you think it means, Miss Dane?" He slightly brushed his lips against my cheek before steadying himself.I wasn't going to play at his game. Get a grip Clea Iris Dane! He was too dangerous for my resolve. I would get lost in those eyes without any way for me to come back. I came to my senses, and without any word, I brushed him off and walked past him making my way back to my friends. I needed to be far away from him and that unusual feeling I had around him.I couldn't walk fast enough, but before I knew it, he gripped my wrist and pulled me to his chest in a strong guided pirouette."Where do you think you're going?" He breathed gruffly to my ear, stilling me against his chest.I tried to shuffle my way out of his grip."Let go of my ar...»He cut me off with his lips on mine. He sucked my bottom lip and nipped it. I was completely lost.He stood back and watched me sink without moving. He just looked into my eyes with gorgeous hungry ones. Everything went blank in my head. I was only staring at his mouth, not even maintaining his gaze. I wanted him to kiss me again.Without processing it any further, I brought my lips back on his. I ached for him, ever since that afternoon in Paris.He tasted like caramel...
Notice: Changes may apply on the published version .
Copyright 2013 © R. F. AllieAll rights reserved.Excerpt #1 Consume Me book #1 Burning Desire series.
Photo credits: Sabri Ben Mlouka - Photograph / Sally Kff - ModelCopyright 2013 © Sabri Ben MloukaAll rights reserved
Teaser #1Consume MebyR. F. Allie
I kept blinking my eyes rapidly. I damned myself for drinking to the point of hallucinating then took another cautious step, hoping that the tequila shots hadn't completely damaged my cognitive abilities.No luck there; he was definitely walking towards me with that same hot gaze. I'd thought about his eyes during the past week, how unique they were, how they traveled through my body, burning a path through my skin.The closer we got to each other, the more I could feel his scent hitting my olfactory receptors; reminding my body of the way it was supposed to react to him.All those feelings came rushing through every inch of my body.Was he really there?Was I going crazy?I had the answers to those questions.He was there, standing in front of me. All powerful and lean. He wore a white dress shirt that hugged his beautiful strong shoulders in the sexiest way known to mankind, black slacks held by a gorgeous Hermes belt. They fell in a way that made all my senses alert to his slightest movements before going onto complete meltdown.In my inebriated state, I carried myself slowly towards him. His eyes followed me, running through my body and provoking goose bumps all over my hot skin. I was astonished by his presence there. What was he doing there?I'd never met the man in over five years around Manhattan and I stumble upon him twice on two different continents. The universe was definitely screwing with me. I stopped only a few inches from him. I could smell him. He had the same scent, the one I'd only ever smelled on him. He closed the mere distance that separated us, I could feel his warmth making me all hot and damp."Well Miss Dane. You are a hard woman to find."His voice came out all raspy and conquering.I had no clue what he meant by hard to find. I was still rattled."What are you talking about?" My voice was shaky and small.He didn't answer my question. He was trying to decipher my thoughts.I took a hard breath. "What do you mean hard to find?"He moved forward closing the distance I'd made and leaned inches to my ears. His hot scent struck all my nerves again."What do you think it means, Miss Dane?" He slightly brushed his lips against my cheek before steadying himself.I wasn't going to play at his game. Get a grip Clea Iris Dane! He was too dangerous for my resolve. I would get lost in those eyes without any way for me to come back. I came to my senses, and without any word, I brushed him off and walked past him making my way back to my friends. I needed to be far away from him and that unusual feeling I had around him.I couldn't walk fast enough, but before I knew it, he gripped my wrist and pulled me to his chest in a strong guided pirouette."Where do you think you're going?" He breathed gruffly to my ear, stilling me against his chest.I tried to shuffle my way out of his grip."Let go of my ar...»He cut me off with his lips on mine. He sucked my bottom lip and nipped it. I was completely lost.He stood back and watched me sink without moving. He just looked into my eyes with gorgeous hungry ones. Everything went blank in my head. I was only staring at his mouth, not even maintaining his gaze. I wanted him to kiss me again.Without processing it any further, I brought my lips back on his. I ached for him, ever since that afternoon in Paris.He tasted like caramel...
Notice: Changes may apply on the published version .
Copyright 2013 © R. F. AllieAll rights reserved.Excerpt #1 Consume Me book #1 Burning Desire series.
Excited...
Hello Fellow Readers, Visitors, and whomever is receiving this greeting;
I'm writing this post because, something incredible happened to me today:
I woke up a little late, as I'd spent the previous night working on my choice for the book cover. I had a wonderful shoot with the model and a very talented photograph. I'm planning on consecrating a post to his work, as he happens to be one of the few ones I know to care about the content and never ever use a software to polish a picture other than adding some visual effects to adapt it to a specific conceptual scenery.
Anyway, I went through almost four hundred photos working my way to find the beautiful and perfect cover, then, I scrambled through the book a few more times and decided to check my Facebook.
While scrambling through some of my friends' posts, I went to check on my author dashboard. I found eight views on my first post, some more people added the upcoming book on their shelves and it made me smile, hopeful that I might reach enough people who would like to read the story of Amelia Dane and Landon Davis, to share it and cherish it, as I did with so many fictional characters and still do.
( Remind me to tell you what Sylvia Day made me feel with Entwined with you, just a few days ago when I couldn't let go of the boo, until I'd finished it.)
So I was already happy and satisfied with the overall of community that had shared or read my post. But when I got onto my Blogger dashboard and found one hundred and sixty eight views...
I happen to be a very reasonable person and really not greedy, but I just went ecstatic in my living room.
It may seem like an insignificant number for some people; compared to the millions of Goodreads members, but for me, it meant the world.
I took a leap of faith when I'd decided to go on and put some old fictional journal into a story. I just happen to be one of you, I read a lot of books, from almost any genre. I watch lots of movies, series in my free time. I work, attend grad school and miraculously, manage to maintain a relationship with a wonderful man.
Publishing "Consume Me", was primarily encouraged by my best friend; he was the first one I'd authorized to read my writings, and always thought that he was being subjective because I was his best friend.
Until one day, I'd written something awful; I was depressed and maybe a little woozy, and it was really, really, really bad. He'd mocked it and criticized it,in form and in content.
It was hurtful, excruciatingly so.
"Consume Me" will probably and certainly expose me to negative reviews, as does every book, and as long as they are constructive, I'll manage. Otherwise, I'll just be a big girl and cry myself to sleep in front of a Dexter rerun, remembering it was going to be the last season; and then maybe cry some more over it.
Even though this post has gone a little out of contest, I'm glad I wrote it, even as a way of putting some scattered thoughts around. It was meant to tell some of you how exciting it felt to have some views, that could announce a platform of friends, readers and followers.
Thanks to all those of you who are revisiting, to those who are first visitors,and to those who added the book to their to-read shelves. I am extremely grateful, you made my day brighter than the sun and for that I have two surprises for whomever is interested.
The first one, is my first teaser of "Consume Me", an excerpt from Chapter four, between my two favorite characters; hopefully, soon-to-be-yours.
The second one, is what you would define as an avant-gout, for the book cover with a beautiful model.
I sincerely hope, with all my heart that this will pleasure you, and maybe make you curious about the rest of the book, along with the series.
Blissfully yours,
R. F. Allie
I'm writing this post because, something incredible happened to me today:
I woke up a little late, as I'd spent the previous night working on my choice for the book cover. I had a wonderful shoot with the model and a very talented photograph. I'm planning on consecrating a post to his work, as he happens to be one of the few ones I know to care about the content and never ever use a software to polish a picture other than adding some visual effects to adapt it to a specific conceptual scenery.
Anyway, I went through almost four hundred photos working my way to find the beautiful and perfect cover, then, I scrambled through the book a few more times and decided to check my Facebook.
While scrambling through some of my friends' posts, I went to check on my author dashboard. I found eight views on my first post, some more people added the upcoming book on their shelves and it made me smile, hopeful that I might reach enough people who would like to read the story of Amelia Dane and Landon Davis, to share it and cherish it, as I did with so many fictional characters and still do.
( Remind me to tell you what Sylvia Day made me feel with Entwined with you, just a few days ago when I couldn't let go of the boo, until I'd finished it.)
So I was already happy and satisfied with the overall of community that had shared or read my post. But when I got onto my Blogger dashboard and found one hundred and sixty eight views...
I happen to be a very reasonable person and really not greedy, but I just went ecstatic in my living room.
It may seem like an insignificant number for some people; compared to the millions of Goodreads members, but for me, it meant the world.
I took a leap of faith when I'd decided to go on and put some old fictional journal into a story. I just happen to be one of you, I read a lot of books, from almost any genre. I watch lots of movies, series in my free time. I work, attend grad school and miraculously, manage to maintain a relationship with a wonderful man.
Publishing "Consume Me", was primarily encouraged by my best friend; he was the first one I'd authorized to read my writings, and always thought that he was being subjective because I was his best friend.
Until one day, I'd written something awful; I was depressed and maybe a little woozy, and it was really, really, really bad. He'd mocked it and criticized it,in form and in content.
It was hurtful, excruciatingly so.
"Consume Me" will probably and certainly expose me to negative reviews, as does every book, and as long as they are constructive, I'll manage. Otherwise, I'll just be a big girl and cry myself to sleep in front of a Dexter rerun, remembering it was going to be the last season; and then maybe cry some more over it.
Even though this post has gone a little out of contest, I'm glad I wrote it, even as a way of putting some scattered thoughts around. It was meant to tell some of you how exciting it felt to have some views, that could announce a platform of friends, readers and followers.
Thanks to all those of you who are revisiting, to those who are first visitors,and to those who added the book to their to-read shelves. I am extremely grateful, you made my day brighter than the sun and for that I have two surprises for whomever is interested.
The first one, is my first teaser of "Consume Me", an excerpt from Chapter four, between my two favorite characters; hopefully, soon-to-be-yours.
The second one, is what you would define as an avant-gout, for the book cover with a beautiful model.
I sincerely hope, with all my heart that this will pleasure you, and maybe make you curious about the rest of the book, along with the series.
Blissfully yours,
R. F. Allie
June 10, 2013
I'm not there yet... but I'm closer then I was yesterday.
To whomever is reading this first post...I've spent a lot of time thinking over what to write in my first post.
I'd been really afraid of facing people with my first published book.
Don't take it the wrong way, I'm sure lots of authors must have felt the same way at some point.
I'd written a lot, books, personal stories, prose and I loved and hated each work simultaneously.
A few years ago, I'd read a review about a book that I didn't like or maybe just didn't appreciate it in the right manner.
Anyway, the review said: "Not every story is worth telling...", and I'd thought to myself: Why not?
If a book is written the right way, with the right twist and manages to communicate the right message, then why wouldn't it be worth telling?
If a romance book is written with the aim to get people dreamy and smitten with a story or a character; wouldn't it be worth writing and allow readers to escape their reality, even for an hour or two every now and then.
If a non-fiction, autobiography, travel or art book, would allow people to learn from another experience, to cultivate some knowledge about several subjects, then, in my opinion, every story is worth telling, and from there, we are free to choose whether to read it or not, and judge its form and content.
As I'd previously said, it took me a long time to allow myself to share my upcoming story.
It might seem common for some romance readers, but, as a reader myself, I never stopped falling in love with a book, no matter how occurring the story might be, and that's the beauty in reading.
Choice of words change, characters change, scenery,situations, and so on; but emotions remain the same.
So I don't know if my story will please everyone, or even anyone at all. All I know is that stories are worth telling, worth sharing, it is a way for writers to leave some kind of impact in the world, and I hope, with all my heart, that it would be appreciated by readers and Romance book lovers.
Please know that since the book had been introduced on goodreads, each time it's added on a member to-read list, brings me nothing but joy and determination. And for that, I am thankful and humbled.
That is all I wanted to say for my first post, also, I hope you enjoy the story of my characters in the first installment of 'The Burning Desire Series': Consume Me.
The cover reveal is due in four days and release date has been confirmed for June 20th.
Please stay tuned for a Giveaway on www.goodreads.com.
Gratefully yours,
R. F. Allie
