Teaser ~ for The Curse of Winford Manor

 

The Curse of Winford Manor
by Loc Glin
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Heat Rating: SENSUAL
Word Count: 44,821
Categories: Historical Paranormal Romance (MF), Time Travel, HEA

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 Leslie Braddock feels responsible for her husband’s death. She is having trouble reentering the dating scene. Leslie travels back in time where she meets Sir James.

Sir James Winford is a three-time widower. He believes he is cursed and is certain death to any woman he loves. He has vowed never to love again.

Emily, the ghost of Sir James's first wife has unfinished business, and still lingers at Winford Manor. She wants to see her husband happy, and she wants to bring her murderer to justice.

Rose has loved Sir James since childhood. She must live with the unspeakable things she has done trying to make James see her as more than a child. She believes she is close to achieving that goal when Leslie shows up.

Leslie and Sir James share the experience of losing a loved one. Will Leslie be the woman to break the curse? Or will she be just another victim.

TEASER / EXCERPT:

What can I tell this woman? Madam Galena thought as she looked at the cards. They point to no future, but not to death. Does that mean she’ll be in a coma? The cards about her past are clear. I can see the lost love. As for romance, a love will come into her life, and soon, but even that is strange. Leslie fidgeted in her seat, bringing Madam Galina’s attention back to her. “I am sorry it has taken me so long.”

“That’s okay,” Leslie said politely. Her face didn’t quite hide her agitation or her apprehension. “Stephanie said you were good. Maybe this is what she meant.”

“I am sorry if I have frightened you,” Galina apologized. “May I continue?”

“Yes.”

“I see a man coming into your life.” That much was true. “I see a promotion at work or possibly a change in your job. I see a change of residence.” She saw these things, but they were jumbled, so she lied or guessed, depending on how you looked at it. “And I see car trouble.”

“Everyone has car trouble sooner or later,” Leslie whispered. “A tall, dark stranger?” Leslie asked sardonically.

“Actually, yes, I know it sounds cliché, but there will be a tall man entering your life very soon. I can tell you things about your past if you like. Some of the things I have mentioned may have already happened. The cards indicate they have, but also that they will. Your future is not clear enough for me to say.” At least that is the truth.

“No, no that’s enough. How much do I owe you?”

Madam Galina looked at the cards again. In all her years of reading fortunes, this was the first that truly puzzled her. “For that reading I cannot charge you. I usually receive more information from the cards. I am sorry.” She shook her head. She was puzzled and could only hope that no harm would come to the young woman sitting across from her.

“You’re not charging me?”

“Well, if you want me to…” she said as she stood.

“No, that’s quite all right,” Leslie put the strap of her purse over her shoulder as she rose from the seat and moved toward the exit. She opened the door. “Fog,” she said as she stepped outside.

Madam Galina gasped and put her hand to her chest.

“Thank you,” Leslie said. She carefully stepped down and out of the wagon.

“Be careful,” Madam Galina said. She made the sign of the cross, blessing herself, and said a silent prayer.

 

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Teaser ~ for Anonymous by Loc Glin

 

Anonymous
By Loc Glin
Heat Rating: SCORCHING
Word Count: 21,305 words
Categories: Erotic Contemporary Romance (MF), HEA

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Jennifer Hartstrum has trouble with men. Her relationship with an abusive father left her with a speech impediment that flares up only when she dates. Her friend talks her into trying an exciting new dating experience, the Anonymous Club, a place where a date is an adventure and fantasies can come true. One must choose an alias, and anonymity is guaranteed.

Andrew Martin is looking for a woman who can keep up with him outside of the bedroom as well as in bed. He tries the Anonymous Club with low expectations.

When Jennifer and Andrew meet, it is Chemistry 101. Have they found what they are looking for? In a world of aliases and mystery, is anyone really who they say they are? What happens when anonymity is good for one but not the other?

TEASER / EXCERPT:

“I just left Anonymous.”

Joe rubbed his face, trying to get his brain to work. He had a little too much to drink. He wasn’t drunk, just groggy. He had been in bed for two hours and had just dozed off. “So what does that have to do with me?”

“You’re the one who suggested I try it.”

“I thought you were enjoying it.”

“I did, I am, but she did it again.”

“Cocheta?”

“Yeah, she left while I was sleeping. If I didn’t have this—” He took the scarf from his pocket. It still smelled of her perfume. “I might think I dreamed it.”

 

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Teaser ~ for Mission Almost Impossible by Loc Glin

 

Mission Almost Impossible
By Loc Glin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Word Count: 13,206
Heat Rating: SCORCHING

Categories: Erotic Romance (MF), Action/Adventure – Futuristic – Science Fiction

Published By: Luminosity Publishing
Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Epub, Mobipocket (.mobi)

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The odds are against him, but Jerin will find a way! With or without the gene Kaley will be his…

On Setera, only one in four hundred thousand is born possessing the cryan gene—a gene essential to the survival of the Seteran race. Jerin and the others like him are duty bound to find the match to that gene somewhere in the universe, for it can no longer be found on Setera. With no clear instructions on how this task is to be accomplished it is a daunting undertaking, like finding a needle in a haystack.

Jerin’s assigned quadrant is Earth. After twelve years of searching he is beginning to lose hope, until the answer hits him over the head with a frying pan. Now all he has to do is convince this beautiful, feisty woman to follow him to another universe in a galaxy far far away.

TEASER / EXCERPT:

“A coma!” Abigail shrieked.

“Now, now, Abbey, she will be all right.” Martin Sherwood patted his wife’s shoulder. “Won’t she, Daniel? You’re the doctor. Tell her Kaley will be all right.”

“We haven’t been able to find any physical cause for her condition. The neurosurgeon will talk with you later. We’ve set her up and are monitoring her vital signs. She’s young and in good health. She appears to be in good physical condition. I don’t see any reason to panic at this point in time.”

“How long does this sort of thing last?”

“Martin, there is no way of telling. She could snap out of it tomorrow or a year from now. The worst case scenario would be that she never does.”

“You mean to say that she could die like this?” Abigail screeched. “I can’t believe that.”

Jerin collapsed onto the chair next to Kaley’s bed. With his head between his palms, he rocked trying to contain the howl of pain that threatened to escape his throat. He understood how Abigail felt.

“Now, look what you’ve done Abbey. Kaley’s new beau looks like he’s going to be sick.”

Jerin groaned. He felt like he was going to sick up. He took a deep breath and stood. “That can’t happen. I won’t allow it. I just found her. I can’t lose her, blast it all! There is too much riding on us.”

“You don’t have too much to say about it, young man. I believe it is all up to her,” the doctor said.

“Are you saying she is in this coma because she wants to be?” Jerin asked. “Somehow I just can’t believe that.”

The doctor pinned Jerin with a stern look.

“I’m saying that she will come out of it when she’s ready and not before. We need to remind her that she’s wanted, needed and loved. That may help her decide to come back to us.”

“Can she hear us?” Abigail asked.

“Some say yes, some say no. I believe that talking to her can’t hurt.”

“Then I’ll talk to her until her ears fall off,” Jerin said.

“So will I,” Abigail offered. “Jerin, you can stay with us as long as you’d like. Isn’t that right, Martin?”

Martin looked at his wife’s panicked expression. “If it will make you feel better, Abbey, the boy can stay.”

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Teaser ~ for Undivided Attention (A Mystic Museum Novella) by Loc Glin

 

Undivided Attention
The Mystic Museum Series 5
By Loc Glin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Word Count: 30,233
Heat Rating: SEXTREME

Categories: Erotic Romance (MF), bondage, spanking, paranormal elements, HEA 

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On the eve of her wedding, Korina discovers the rumors of her betrothed’s hideous looks are true. Fearing the stories of his brutality are also factual she takes drastic action. The result of which lands her in an alien dimension.

Five years later she is compelled to visit Minerva’s Mystic Museum. The ‘powers that be’ have interceded giving her the chance to change that destiny.

Korina is sent home where she discovers it is the morning of her wedding day. Determined to do the right thing, she marries Adam.

Witches are not unknown to Korina, so how will she handle the curse that has divided her husband into two men?

Adam is caring and kind. Arun is, well, a bastard! Unbeknownst to her they are two halves of the whole man she has married.

Will Adam’s ugly face and Arun’s kinky sexual desires send her running home? Or, will she stay with her husband, honoring her betrothal commitment?

Does Korina have a kinky side as well?

How will she break the curse? Does she want to? 

Here is the premise for the Mystic Museum Series

Minerva’s Mystic Museum is located in New York City. Every full moon the “powers that be” choose someone from the visitors of the museum. This someone, known as the mystic walker, will be the hero/heroine of the novel. The “powers” select someone they feel deserves a second chance, or just a chance to follow their destiny. Minerva, the curator and caretaker of the museum meets the chosen mystic walker. Through the magic that has been entrusted to her, Minerva supplies them with the opportunity to change their lives.

TEASER / EXCERPT:

“Thank you for being so patient with me. I know I spent over much time with that. It’s just that I haven’t seen them in so long, and I probably won’t see them again for some time. I wanted to enjoy it for as long as I could.”

“You’re welcome. The annoyance I was feeling has been washed away by the joy I see on your lovely face at this moment.”

He raised her hand to his lips and was pleased that she didn’t flinch when he kissed it. She’d moaned when he’d raised her veil and kissed her. At the time, he’d thought she was trying to control her distaste for him. Now, as he continued to look at her, he realized that her smile was genuinely warm, so maybe he’d been mistaken about the moan. He could hope and dream that that was true.

“Shall we?” he asked.

She nodded, and he proudly led her into the reception hall.

The room erupted in applause and then became silent as they reached the center of the dance floor. It was as if every breath was being held as they began the marriage dance.

He stood in front of her, spread his legs, and put fisted hands on his hips. She stared straight ahead, as was her part in the dance. He moved around her, swaying and dipping his shoulders to the music, all the time examining her. Adam’s eyes traveled up and down her body.

When he’d finally completed his inspection, he stopped in front of her once again. Their eyes met and their gazes locked, as was part of the dance.

He raised one hand from his hip and snapped his fingers. Two flower girls scampered across the floor. They unfastened the clasps holding the long train to the flowing skirt of the wedding gown. He removed the train and relinquished it to one of the flower girls. Next, he removed the veil from Korina’s head and handed it to the other girl. The girls proudly strutted off the dance floor, one carrying the train, the other the veil.

The music changed, and the dance began in earnest. With their gazes locked, he moved closer to her. Standing inches apart, he looked down into her upturned face. Her lovely eyes were still engaged with his as they would remain for the entire dance.

Adam barely had to bend his neck to achieve the required distance. Korina moved her head slightly to the side as if preparing for a kiss. Their lips were mere a hair’s width apart.

He raised his right arm into position, and she placed her hand into his. Adam placed his left palm on the small of her back and pressed her into him. She was warm and soft. He could not stop his body from responding to her.

Her breasts pressed into his chest, making him aware of their perfect roundness. This woman excited him, and would wonders never cease, she was his wife. He moved her through the required steps, marveling at her grace and composure. She seemed to possess maturity beyond which her years would allow. Her body began to relax as it gave itself over to the rhythm of the music. The hazel eyes he’d beheld at the church, and on the reception line, had changed into a warm, passion-filled green.

Passion for the dance, or for him, he wondered. She was in Adam’s arms, not Arun’s. Because of that he reasoned it must be for the dance. His ugly face could not ignite the excitement and desire he saw in her eyes.

When the dance ended, and they were permitted to break eye and body contact, they were loath to do so. Korina was taking deep breaths. He could see the blood pumping through the veins on her neck. He wanted to kiss them to feel the force of it. If he didn’t know better, he would swear she was filled with sexual lust. He knew he was. His cock was pounding so frantically, he felt she must be aware of it pressing into her groin. They stood there oblivious to the murmurs circulating through the room.

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Teaser ~ for Dulce Isle (A Mystic Museum Novella) by Loc Glin

    

Dulce Isle
The Mystic Museum Series 2
By Loc Glin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Word Count: 22,360
Heat Rating: SEXTREME

Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre (M/M/F), paranormal elements, HEA

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Adrian Asorio can't seem to move on after the death of his beloved wife Angelina. While trying to fill the lonely hours in his empty life, he discovers Minerva's Mystic Museum. A painting of a female artist painting a nude male model fascinates him. He finds himself thinking about, and wanting, the male model. He begins to question his sexuality.

Adrian is chosen as this full moon's mystic walker. He is transported to Dulce Isle where he meets Jon and Rosa in the flesh. Adrian must confront his newly discovered sexual orientation and overcome the guilt he feels.

Rosa DeVario and Jon Balentine shared a life with Rosa’s husband, Leon. When Leon died, both were heartbroken. Without Leon as their common denominator, Jon has reverted to his "loving men only" lifestyle, leaving Rosa without a partner.

Will Adrian's arrival on Dulce Isle be the answer that mends three tattered and broken lives? The universe has provided the opportunity…Adrian's heart holds the key.

Here is the premise for the Mystic Museum Series

Minerva’s Mystic Museum is located in New York City. Every full moon the “powers that be” choose someone from the visitors of the museum. This someone, known as the mystic walker, will be the hero/heroine of the novel. The “powers” select someone they feel deserves a second chance, or just a chance to follow their destiny. Minerva, the curator and caretaker of the museum meets the chosen mystic walker. Through the magic that has been entrusted to her, Minerva supplies them with the opportunity to change their lives.

TEASER / EXCERPT:

“As of this minute I have retired from my hooking business.”

“Do you mean it?” His expression was so solemn.

“I am as serious about this as you are. I don’t want anything to ruin my chances of finding happiness with you.”

“I want to make love with you.”

“Here?”

“Here, now, tomorrow, you name it.”

She looked around and nibbled her bottom lip. “We are in the middle of nowhere, aren’t we? It is really private, isn’t it?”

“It certainly is.” He looked into the leafy boughs of the tree. “Since this is hangman’s tree, I say we use this location to put all our past differences to rest. We can hang them high and then bury them. Let’s start over by making love.” His eyes turned sultry, his thumb brushed over her knuckles. He tugged gently, urging her toward him. Truth be told, she didn’t need much convincing.

She fell into him, knocking him flat onto his back. He pulled her into him.

“Kiss me. Let me know you forgive me for yesterday.”

She lowered her lips to his. He let her control the kiss. His lips were soft and warm. Savor every moment and take this slow, that is what she wanted to do. “Now,” she whispered. “You can make up for yesterday. Show me what you feel in your heart.”

“With pleasure.” He took control and guided her lips to his once more, groaning as he deepened the kiss. The soft flesh of his tongue explored her lips before begging for entry into her mouth.

His tongue created an erotic dance around hers. She joined in the rhythm. Very quickly the tempo increased. Hunger, strong and sweet, filled her core, creating a throbbing ache of want and need. It seemed he felt the same. She wanted to take it slowly, but she was beginning to think it would be impossible to control her desire for this man, so she let him set the pace.

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Teaser ~ for End Detour (A Mystic Museum Novella) by Loc Glin

 

End Detour
The Mystic Museum Series 4
By Loc Glin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Word Count: 32,964
Heat Rating: SEXTREME

Categories: Erotic Romance (MF), African-American, Contemporary, paranormal elements, HEA

 

 

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Visiting Minerva’s Mystic Museum can change lives forever. Magic makes life altering changes possible. Can Shamika and Harold forgive and forget? Can they overcome trust issues and make a life together?


Shamika must give up the life that she has come to accept and trust as normal. Is it time for a change? Does she really want a change? Will her history as a prostitute make that change impossible? Does Harold’s stubbornness prevent it? The unlikely pair are about to find out.

One encounter in a barn catapults these two strangers down a road of self examination and rediscovery. Past events have tainted their visions of what life should be. The powers that be have given them the opportunity to change their lives. Join them as they conquer their fears and the past disappointments that haunt them.

Family ties will be drawn into question. A possible future together will terrify them.

Mystic Museum magic is in the air!

TEASER EXCERPT

“As of this minute I have retired from my hooking business.”

“Do you mean it?” His expression was so solemn.

“I am as serious about this as you are. I don’t want anything to ruin my chances of finding happiness with you.”

“I want to make love with you.”

“Here?”

“Here, now, tomorrow, you name it.”

She looked around and nibbled her bottom lip. “We are in the middle of nowhere, aren’t we? It is really private, isn’t it?”

“It certainly is.” He looked into the leafy boughs of the tree. “Since this is hangman’s tree, I say we use this location to put all our past differences to rest. We can hang them high and then bury them. Let’s start over by making love.” His eyes turned sultry, his thumb brushed over her knuckles. He tugged gently, urging her toward him. Truth be told, she didn’t need much convincing.

She fell into him, knocking him flat onto his back. He pulled her into him.

“Kiss me. Let me know you forgive me for yesterday.”

She lowered her lips to his. He let her control the kiss. His lips were soft and warm. Savor every moment and take this slow, that is what she wanted to do. “Now,” she whispered. “You can make up for yesterday. Show me what you feel in your heart.”

“With pleasure.” He took control and guided her lips to his once more, groaning as he deepened the kiss. The soft flesh of his tongue explored her lips before begging for entry into her mouth.

His tongue created an erotic dance around hers. She joined in the rhythm. Very quickly the tempo increased. Hunger, strong and sweet, filled her core, creating a throbbing ache of want and need. It seemed he felt the same. She wanted to take it slowly, but she was beginning to think it would be impossible to control her desire for this man, so she let him set the pace.

 

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