Showing posts with label A Decade of Longing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Decade of Longing. Show all posts

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Goodnight from Spain (Hot Excerpt from a Decade of Longing)

It's close to midnight here in Spain and although I love writing at this late hour I must leave you all. This is my last post of the night and since it's so late I've decided to notch up the heat level. It's a very short excerpt in which Alexander has had enough with Angelica's stubborn nature. Impulsive when it comes to her, he acts without thinking. I hope you enjoy it.


“Angelica, please. You are being stubborn.”

Angelica shook her head and turned away from him. She headed towards the door. In two strides, Alexander was after her. He gripped her by the waist and lifted her into his arms. He pushed her against the wall roughly. His mouth found hers, while his hands lifted her skirts.

Angelica gasped. He pushed her roughly, and yet she felt no fear; not like with her husband. She knew Alexander would not hurt her, even if he had done so ten years ago. She entwined her legs around his waist, feeling the hardness of his shaft rub against her. She was wet and her core throbbed. She inhaled sharply at the newfound feelings. Only once she had felt such a thing. Only once, ten years ago, with the same man that held her in his grip now. That had been her perdition.

Angelica kissed Alexander back with frenzy. At some point her brain had stopped fighting. She needed him. She wanted him. Her whole body was practically screaming for him. Yet, this same ecstatic madness had been what had obliged her to be married to Ferdinand. What terrible woe could come from the passionate throes if she allowed it now? Still, she seemed unable to release Alexander’s mouth. He tasted so good: like strawberries and mint, like chocolate and milk. He was heaven to her senses.

What will happen between these two, I wonder? If you'd like to know "A Decade of Longing" is available at:
Remember that if you leave a comment on any of my blog posts today (with your email address) you'll be entered to win a copy of the novel! I'll announce the winner on Tuesday at my blog (so don't forget to jot down the address and follow me) and I'll get in touch with them by email.


I'm really happy to have been able to celebrate the release of my Evernight novel "A Decade of Longing" here at the Goddess Fish Party Pavilion. I've had a great time and I hope that you have too.


All the best,

Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Don't hesitate to get in touch with me, I love to hear from readers!

Dancing and ballroom love


I love dancing, I love those ballroom scenes in which the characters see each other from across the dance floor, and cupid throws his arrow and strikes. *sigh* One of my favorite dance scenes is the one that takes place in the movie “Labyrinth”. You know, that one with David Bowie as the Goblin King and Jennifer Connelly as Sarah, the young girl that is going to save her brother? It is not technically a love scene but there’s a little charming something going on there that I’ve always loved. And, the music is beautiful (As The World fall down sung by Bowie himself). (If you want to check it out here’s a video on Youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VppuD1St8Ec)

I think I like dancing so much because the movement of the body conveys different messages. It can be seductive, erratic, calm, sexy, hot, full of rage, full of love…so many things all piled up into one human body. Dancing is a way of release, a way to show all those emotions. Add to that the environment where it takes place…those ballrooms, discotheques, dance floors… rooms full of people where finding someone is so hard…and yet, somehow it happens. Alexander and Angelica reencounter for the first time in a ball. Here is a short excerpt from that moment.

Her lips quivered for a moment before settling into a stunning smile.

He raised his eyes from her full lips. With a sigh, he turned around, concealing himself behind the large Greek-inspired column. How he longed to go to her and sweep her into his arms.

A waiter passed by and offered him a drink. Accepting with a nod, he took the opportunity to turn around and look at her again. Her hair hung loose below her shoulders in soft brown curls, highlighted with golden tresses. Her lips curved into a smile of greeting as she waved at a friend. She stood tall, regal even, as she made her way across the room saluting acquaintances. However, even as she went about her duties, her eyes constantly scanned the room as if searching for something––or someone.

He knew what she was seeking.

"A Decade of Longing" is available at:
Remember that if you leave a comment on any of my blog posts today (with your email address) you'll be entered to win a copy of the novel!


Elyzabeth M. VaLey

A Decade of Longing Excerpt

I've returned with the promised excerpt :) But let me tell you a little about me in case you're interested. I’m Elyzabeth M. VaLey, erotic romance author. I've had two releases during this past month of October, one of them my historical romance “A Decade of Longing” and the other a paranormal short “Dreams of Fate”.

Excerpt:

Angelica stood up to receive Alexander. She had been trying to prepare herself for this moment all morning. The thought of seeing him, alone in her drawing room, had made her unable to concentrate and get anything done. She tried to feed on her anger, on the feeling of abandonment, of being cheated. She thought of the long ten years in which she had known nothing of Alex. She had spent ten years worrying about him, craving for him, hungering for him and yet she had known nothing. She had lived every day for the past ten years wondering if he would fulfill his promise and come back. Though she finally convinced herself that it would not happen, Angelica still hoped.

Even as Jonathan introduced Alexander, and he bowed low to her, she could feel her resolve fading away and her heart accelerating.

“Thank you, Jonathan,” she managed to say in a normal voice. “Have a seat please, Lord Huntington.”

Yes! She was doing it! She was actually carrying on a civilized conversation without letting her feelings get in the way. All she had to do was avoid gazing into his eyes and she would easily be done with this silly reunion. She smiled to herself. She was still in control.
With renewed vigor, Angelica sat back behind her desk and shuffled some papers. While Alexander sat down, she tried to calm her nerves by reminding herself that they were on her ground. This was her office and she was in control. She had no feelings for Alex whatsoever and after ten years, she was certain that there was nothing left in him of the man she had once loved.

Finally, she folded her hands atop the mahogany desk, cleared her throat and began to talk business.

“Our charity, Children of Today, was created a few years ago to try and help those poor children who are without a home. Our main goal is to give the homeless children a roof, meals, and in general a better life until they become adopted or are ready to go their own ways. We create activities such as raffle sales to try to help better the life of the little ones in our local orphanage. We also go to them at least once a week and teach them diverse things, or play with them, read to them––”

“Angie.”


His voice cut through her like the sharpest knife. Her words faded away and silence reigned. Angie. It was a simple word, her name. But said by Alexander, it held a whole new meaning: love, ache, desire. Angie. It reverberated through her, coursing through her body and causing a shiver to run down her spine. Her body recognized the voice and she looked up at him, making the fatal error of gazing into his eyes.

Angelica blinked. One moment Alexander was sitting across from her; the next, he was standing before her. So close. Too close. She tried to stand, but the moment she did, he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. His lips found hers and she lost herself in a passionate kiss.

Angelica felt his soothing hand on her hair; his fingers burnt into her waist. Her bosom pressed against his chest, and she felt desire begin to course through her, concentrating itself between her legs. She heard a low moan emerge from her own body––something she hadn’t permitted herself to do for the past ten years. That one simple human reaction brought her back to reality. With force, she disentangled herself from Alex’s grip. Taking a step back, she slapped him hard.

“Angelica,” Alexander said huskily.

“How dare you?” she said, her voice rough. She cleared her throat. Her whole body trembled. She began to pace around the room, trying to distance herself from Alex; trying to forget his taste in her mouth, to lose the warmth he had radiated, the life he had infused in her.

“How dare you?” She turned to look at him.

"A Decade of Longing" is available at:


I love romance and all of its intricacies. As a matter a fact, I think I'm in love with the idea of love. "A Decade of Longing" is all about true love. Love that doesn't care about the boundaries of time and life.

What do you like best about being in love?

Elyzabeth M. VaLey

A Decade Of Longing


Good morning everyone! Are historical romances your favorite genre? They are mine, that's one of the reasons I wrote my recently released novel "A Decade of Longing".

Angelica and Alexander fell in love at a young age. Unfortunately, their love is doomed since the beginning. Forcibly separated, Angelica is obligated to marry another man at her father’s convenience while Alexander is prohibited from ever seeking her out again.

Ten years later, however, Alexander is no longer the callow boy he used to be. Now an influential gentleman, he is bent on recovering the only woman he has ever loved. No matter the cost. But has their love withstood the ravages of time?

Want to read more? "A Decade of Longing" is available at:
But, if you leave a comment on any of my blog posts today (with your email address) you'll be entered to win a copy of the novel!
I'll be back in a while with an excerpt, but meanwhile answer me this: What is your favorite romance genre?

Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Happy Halloween! What's your favorite Halloween Creature?

Greetings friends and Happy Halloween! I’m Elyzabeth M. VaLey, erotic romance author and I’m thrilled to be celebrating the spookiest time of year in this Haunting Halloween Blog Fest. I’m also at the WC blog, so if you want to talk crazy Halloween erotica then visit me there.

I’ve had two releases during this month of October, one of them historic romance “A Decade of Longing” less than a week ago, but today I’m going to tell you about my paranormal short “Dreams of Fate”.

There are more to dreams than meets the eye...

When Alisha, Queen of the elves, meets Lord Tarmo in the dead of the night, she recognizes him as the man who has plagued her dreams. Soon, she discovers that he too has been dreaming with her. The problem is that Tarmo is a vampire.

Afraid of the power Tarmo holds over her body, Alisha does not want to believe that their dreams are visions of destiny. But once they touch, neither can deny the passion that binds them for all time...


Let me show you a little about what you’ll find in this story…


He was upon her before she could react. His cold lips met hers, and she shivered at the contact. She did not step back or think of fighting him. Instead, when he nibbled on her lower lip and coaxed her mouth to open for him, she complied. A moan crept into her throat as his tongue reached inside and entwined with hers. He delicately passed a finger across the curve of her neck, forcing a shiver to run down her spine. He cupped her chin and looked into her eyes before slowly brushing his lips against her throat. His tongue darted out, barely licking her but making her breath hitch nonetheless.

“Do you remember this, my sweet queen?” he asked as he tenderly kissed her neck.

“Aye,” she whispered. She felt the point of his teeth graze her neck and fear flooded through her. She tried to push him away, but he would not budge. He bit into her neck, softly at first, then harder. She kicked at him, and he moved back, amusement drawn in his handsome features.

“How dare you!”

“Are you frightened or excited, my lady?” He grinned, and Alisha blanched as she saw the sharp canines.

“What are you? Why have you come?”


Scared? What’s your favorite Halloween creature?

Personally, I’m in love with vampires. There is just something about them…Their existence defies logic.

Throughout the centuries they’ve been portrayed in several forms…as ugly monsters or as alluring beauties…but whatever the legend around them, they are death incarnate, blood feeding creatures that roam through earth endlessly. They should repulse us, after all, they’re dead…but the mysticism about them and they’re existence is more than appealing; it’s addictive. Just imagine, those sharp white fangs piercing through the beating vein in your neck and drawing out the blood that keeps you alive. You hold on to the creature’s shoulder helpless to stand on your two feet as he feeds on your blood and makes your body burn with an indescribable feeling of fear and desire…*shudder*


Want to know what happens to Alisha and why Tarmo has come? Get your copy of “Dreams of Fate” at
· Amazon.com
· Amazon.co.uk
· All Romance Ebooks
· Barnes & Noble

Want to know more about me and what I’m up to? Check my website and blog: http://www.elyzabethmvaley.weebly.com/ and http://inadreambeyond.blogspot.com/