One of my favorite aspects of setting is weather. I know
some teachers advise writers never to write about the weather, but perhaps
because I live in almost perpetually sunny and mild Southern California, I like
writing, and reading, about the weather and I actually think “It was a dark and
stormy night…” is a great way to start a book.
Weather can set the mood, inform plot, and even mirror
themes. My novella Endless Devotion
takes place in Massachusetts in late May on a particularly humid early summer
weekend. The sultry, wet heat sets the tone for a sizzling sexy weekend, and a
surprise rainstorm causes an already emotionally heightened scene’s tension to
ratchet up even further.
Weather can reinforce a setting’s attributes, and the wrong
weather at the wrong time can cause an interesting dissonance that affects the
path of a book. Can you think of a favorite novel where the weather adds
something to the story?
About the Author
Libby Waterford writes steamy contemporary romances. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and two sons, where she works off her weekly pilgrimage to In-N-Out by swimming and climbing the city's secret staircases.
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Blurb
What better way to keep her ex at a distance than by
becoming engaged? Of course, Katya Noskov’s betrothal to a fellow Weston
University professor is just a sham, but she’ll do anything to avoid becoming
ensnared in the seductive trap set by Devak Batra, her charismatic ex, who just
happens to be the US Secretary of Education.
Dev arrives on Weston’s campus to give the commencement
address at the graduation ceremony and to propose to Katya while he’s at it.
The last thing he expects is for her to announce her engagement to someone
else. Undaunted, he’s determined to talk her out of her betrothal and back into
his bed.
When Katya and Dev come together, sparks fly, clothes come
off, and nothing, not even an engagement ring, can stop them from acting on
their physical desires. From passionate stolen kisses to trysts in the rain,
these two can’t keep their hands off each other, but steamy sex can’t resolve
Katya’s reasons for leaving Dev in the first place. He must show he can make
room for her in his life, not just his bed, if she can consider a future with
the sexiest member of the Cabinet.
Will Katya’s fake engagement lead to a real proposal? Can
Dev’s devotion survive distance, lies, and acts of congress?
The third of three erotic novellas set at the reunion and
commencement weekend at Weston University, where lust leads to true love.
Excerpt from Endless Devotion
Katya wrapped her bathrobe around her body, intending
to make use of the sumptuous bubble bath her mother had given her for her last
birthday, and to lose herself in the latest Elizabeth George novel. The
antiquated doorbell shrilled at the front of the house.
It wasn’t terribly late, but she couldn’t imagine who
would be stopping by. She peered through the window beside the door. Dev stood
there, something bunched in his left hand. He seemed calm, assured. He wasn’t
easily rattled, and his equanimity suddenly made Katya want to wipe the
impassive look off his face.
She yanked open the door. “Yes?”
“You left your trench coat in my car.”
She grabbed it out of his hands. “Thanks.”
“So, back to the idea of breakfast. Perhaps you and
Edward could both join me—”
Katya lunged forward and plastered her lips to his,
stopping his flow of words, commanding the entirety of his attention for at
least this one moment. She didn’t want to listen to any more of Dev’s plans or
hear her fake fiancé’s name come out of his mouth one more time. She didn’t
want to think about the lie she’d told or Dev’s reasons for being here. She
wanted some peace from the war raging between her brain and her body’s primal
need to feel this man’s skin against her own.
She’d make this moment last as long as she could in
the hopes of gaining some relief from her interior battle.
He kissed her back, adjusting his posture so, despite
his greater height, she didn’t have to stand on tiptoe to meet his lips.
“Yes,” she murmured into his mouth, owning her need
for the first time that night and loving the rush of power her sudden freedom
from indecision brought her. She filled her fist with his thick black hair,
tossed aside the trench coat, and grabbed his tight, delectable ass with her other
hand. She ground herself into his body, making her intentions unmistakably
clear. She detected his arousal as he groaned and wrapped long arms around her
waist, locking her to him.
They had always been like an erupting volcano when
they’d come together, hot, heedless of anything in their path. Now they
grappled and moaned and tried to out-kiss each other, stealing each other’s
breath away. Katya barely registered the fact they were still on her doorstep
and their coupling was visible to the world until Dev’s voice, scratchy with
need, broke into her consciousness.
“We’re going to”—he kissed her—“get arrested for
disturbing the peace.”
Buy Links
The Weston University
Novella Series
Book Two: Sweet
Imperfection
1 comment:
Thank you so much for having me and Endless Devotion on your blog, Christy!
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