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Paradise Mine is now in Paperback

Paradise Mine

Author Ronna Gage

ISBN 1-61034-068-X

Siren Classic

Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary

Heat Level: SCORCHING

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Rae Anne Jamison and Landy Laurent have the kind of love most people envy--that is, except for Rae Anne's father, a high-powered political figure in Texas. But she and Landy ignore her father’s complaints and focus on their upcoming wedding, planning it for when Landy returns from the newly declared Operation Desert Shield.



Lonely and depressed without him, Rae Anne clings to a preplanned vacation in tropical paradise with him in a year, but when she receives word that he is missing in action and presumed dead, all hope is shattered.



After a few years, she gives up on finding an everlasting love and the life she had planned, and retreats to the open sea. On her sabbatical, she comes face to face with the love of her heart, who returns with less than a little happiness to see her. His eyes shine with anger, and the evidence of a festering wound he's desperately trying to hide is covered by the walls around his heart. If love endures all things, will time really heal all their wounds?



STORY EXCERPT
Crash!

Boom!

Bang!

Rae Anne jerked to a sitting position. Several loud noises rousted her out of a deep sleep. “What the hell?” She sat in bed and listened for another sound, or crash to reach her ears. “God, please help me.”

It’s at times like these I wish I had a dog, a gun, or even a bat. Amos assured her this afternoon that no one would bother her if she stayed on the yacht alone this evening.

Footsteps creaked above her.

Frantically, she stumbled out of bed and searched the room for a weapon, anything of use to protect herself. Thankfully, the light from the dock provided sufficient lighting inside the stateroom for her to get around without tripping and stumbling in the unfamiliar surroundings.

She found the mop she used to clean up the shower leak. That’s another thing I have to deal with before we leave tomorrow. She grabbed the mop up by the handle and brought it closer to her body. Testing the weight, she let it out a few inches from her person. “It has some heaviness, but what else?”

The second scan of the room revealed the emergency kit. She ran to the cabinet, retrieved the box from the storage compartment, and opened it. Inside, she found six flares and a gun. “What are you going to do with these Rae Anne?” She lifted the flare gun and loaded it with a single flare. “Knock him over the head with the mop handle, and then shoot him in the ass with the flares?” She rolled her eyes at the ridiculous notion. Heavy footsteps crept above her. “This isn’t a moment to take lightly. You’re under invasion and right now anything will do to get you out of here alive.” Where the heck is that captain when you need him? “Men!”

The footsteps on the upper deck stopped. She almost willed her gaze to penetrate the ceiling to locate him.Where is he? Quiet and slow in her escape from the stateroom, Rae Anne hugged the wall in the shadows. I wish I had someone. The soft cotton of her pajamas warmed her against the chill she felt. To fight my battles with a clear head. Rae Anne rounded the corner, a man sat at the helm. What is he going to do, take my boat? Adrenaline surged in her, a result of the instinct to protect herself and the boat. She raised the heavy mop handle high as she could. At a moment like this, I wished Landy were here. In one swift move she hit the intruder on the head.

“Motherfu—”

He fell out of the chair and landed on the floor on his side clutching his head. She turned on the desk lamp. The trespasser rolled over, and Rae Anne stumbled back screaming—too stupefied to move. She stood by the desk, gawking at what could only be a hallucination. After all, she did wish Landy was there to protect her.



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“What the fuck?” The throbbing pain in his head had nothing to do with inebriation, but a good hit by a strong force. Thank God the screaming stopped. He concentrated on his surroundings. Heavy breathing came from near the desk, where just a few seconds ago he had looked over the itinerary for the next two days. Who in hell would hit me over the head? “Listen, I’m going to lift my arms up very slowly, I need to know one thing. Are you armed?” Landy raised his hands at a snail’s pace as he said he’d do. Any sudden moves could get his head bashed in. “What did you hit me with?”

“Landy, is that you or are─are you a ghost?”

Rona Gage Dedicates Holiday Themes to Her Fans

I want to thank each and every one of you who have stood behind me in my dream. Although the building is slow, we as a fan base are growing. Your continued support is greatly appreciated.

As a thank you, I have dedicated my two holiday themed stories to you, my fans.

First Thanksgiving can be purchased at:
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I hope you have a happy and blessed Holiday Season.
Merry Christmas,
Ronna Gage

2010 HOLIDAY RELEASES BY RONNA GAGE

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First Thanksgiving, is a tale of a holiday memory shared by Gino and Valerie Collini, fifteen years after their holiday.  After a day of 'experimenting' they find themselves in a predicament that eventually changes their lives. Get yours today at the publisher's website or

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I hope you will enjoy this laugh out loud funny tale,
Writing with meaning,
Ronna Gage

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IN THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS!
Liquid Silver Publishing has contracted this holiday novella.  In the Christmas Spirit. is due out between December 1-25. Right now it is attentively set for December 1.


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Bare It All by Ronna Gage

Book Trailer

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Title: Bare It All

ISBN: 978-1-934446-93-5

Author: Ronna Gage

Format: E-book

Genre: Romance

Category: Romance Erotic

Price: E-Book: $3.99



Blurb:

Kieri wanted to take a walk on the wild side and friend Daniela was happy to oblige. Daniela suggested the Bare It All, a club where anything goes. But Kieri hadn't anticipated running into her first love...Grant! Could this be the time and place? And could Grant be the one? What will it take to get Kieri to…Bare It All?

Excerpt:

The music stopped, the gyrating couples walked to the crowded lines around the dance floor. Then, in a moment only a movie director could imagine, the exiting dancers revealed a lone man standing in the center. Kieri gasped in surprise. Grant strolled toward her with the same confident grin she remembered. Her stomach flip-flopped. His blonde hair had darkened to brown over the years. Brown eyes looked at her with affection.

“Hello, Kieri. Long time no see,” he greeted. His sensual voice boosted her pulse.

Her eyes took him in as her gaze roamed over his body. The white oxford shirt hung open revealing a chest of muscles and hair. That is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Tight black jeans hung low on his hips. His transformation to the man that stood before her now, from the boy she dreamed of often over the years and loved with a girl’s heart took her breath away.

“Hello, Grant. You look great.”

“So do you.” He bent down and kissed her cheek. “Would your grandmother approve of such a display of affection?”

Her insides churned with welled-up desires. “You know, she would have issues with it.”

Suddenly, a slow, dramatic, tempo blared from the speakers. “I think they’re playing our song,” The smoke dissipated from around them, his hands reached for her. “You still dance?”

Walk away! A voice inside warned. He’ll break your heart again. She pushed the inner voice aside. She and Grant at one time danced together as competition partners for their dance company. “Yes. Every day.”

He nodded once, a cocky little nod that moistened her panties again. “Good, shall we?”

She let him lead her to the dance floor. He pulled her close to his naked chest. The hard muscles captivated her. The smells of salty sweat and sweetened spice filled her tummy with a powerful craving to taste him. His bared flesh shuddered under her hand at her touch and his brown hair tickled her arm. She tensed when he wrapped his free arm around her.

“Relax…” he whispered, “let the music guide you in ways you’ve never imagined.”

She exhaled, easing the nervousness building inside her as she yielded to the magic of his nearness, and let him direct her in their sultry dance. “Ballroom, ballet, and country dances are one thing, but this kind of dancing is something…different.”

“Just think of it as a sexy rumba or Latin number. Think sensual…teasing…belly grinding, belly dancing.”

“Latin dances with sexual overtures are done to gain the audience’s attention,” she said.

Grant’s hands skimmed her back, her sheer over shirt yielding little barrier to the hot touch of his fingers on her near exposed back. He positioned himself behind her now, swaying his hips against her bottom, rocking her hips into a torturous level of awareness almost too sweet to endure. “Look around, I think we have their attention.”

Kieri saw the crowd of people point and whisper while they watched her and Grant sway to the rhythmic music. Goose bumps dotted her skin. They enjoy the number. “Just like old times.”

He laughed. “I hope not. This isn’t exactly tame.”

She let him bend her forward, his bulging manhood cradled between her legs. When he lifted her up, she thrust her hips forward. “I’ve been watching you since you came into this room,” he whispered in her ear. She moaned. “It’s been too long,” he added, his hand resting under her breasts. He guided her in a quick step and spun her around in a complete circle. She landed in his grasp, leaning against his back, her legs entwined between his. The heat of his breath tickled her ear.

“I’ve dreamt of dancing with you again for so long now,” she confessed softly. His thumb grazed her breast and she almost came in her panties.

“I’ve had the same dreams.” He turned her around to face him. “What brings you here tonight?”

She opened her mouth to speak, but the soft touch of his thumb on her earlobe, and his palm on her jaw line almost undid her. Taking a deep breath to fight the urge to hump him on the dance floor, she answered. “Investigating rumors. And you?”

His brown eyes danced with mischief. “I’m here to fulfill a fantasy.”

“Oh?” her eyebrow lifted. “What fantasy is that?” she asked in complete rapture of what made this man tick. Her attraction for him grew. While small glimpses of the young man peeped through, the way he danced was a big change. His handsomeness made him better looking than she remembered. The soft gentle light in his eyes awakened her young girl’s fantasies.

“Investigating curious women.”



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Can correcting a past mistake save a person’s life in the future?

 Is it impossible to imagine?

MYSTIC JOURNEY

RONNA GAGE

ISBN# 978-1-60592-060-3

October 26, 2009

Noble Romance

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E-Book

$5.99

96 Pages

Paranormal/Time Travel/Historical



Blurb:

In the essence of time, few things are constant. However, two virtues remain steadfast, vengeance and love. One born of the other takes centuries to unravel and peace is nothing more than a tinge of silver lining the gray fog.



The second he dove under the water she scanned the river’s surface for him. He should come up soon. After a few seconds when she couldn’t find him, she called his name. At first, the echoes of her voice were indistinct. Her fingers grazed the water, while her eyes searched for him to come up. She willed her dream to become clear so she could call him, to find him, and to make sure he was all right.

“Drake!” She shouted.

Suddenly, he shot out of the water in front of her.

She screamed in surprise. He took her in his arms and crushed her breasts to his toned chest. Soft and hard met, heaven and hell mixed, and the feeling was delightfully sensual. She could hear faint breathing in her ear as each breath tickled her neck.

“That’s what you get for spying on a man while he bathes milady.”

Although in her dream she smiled, Sabine wondered why he called her milady? The heat of his flesh on hers distracted her too much to ask. She didn’t care about anything but the feel of his skin, his body, and his warmth on hers. The hair of his chest intimately brushed her nipples and her body became alert, and wanted more. For the first time she could recall, her dreams allowed her hero and her to touch, to speak to be with one another. She would enjoy the feel of him for the time her dream continued. He brushed gentle lips to her forehead. Her heart raced. Excitement ran rapid through her body. She savored every touch. Even standing waist deep in water, she felt the warmth her body generated with his. Drake’s hungry gaze made her nervous. His hand smoothed over her naked body and she trembled.

“Are you cold?”

“No,” she answered shaking her head. Her lips trembled.

He smiled. His thumb eased up to her chin and softly stroked it over her shivering lips. She gripped his biceps. Her body quivered at his touch. His skin was hot; passion burned his flesh and reflected in his eyes, much like hers.

He eased his lips to hers, “Sabine!” he whispered her name softly.

She almost didn’t hear it, but the taste of his hunger couldn’t be denied. How does he know my name? She answered his desperate whisper with a kiss that curled her own toes.

His large hands rested on her breasts. She inhaled in surprise and sighed as desire took over. Stretching her arms around his neck, she leaned into him while his other hand explored her body, sending shivers of intense craving through her again. He softly stroked her back stoking her desire. The touch of his hand awakened a need inside. He cupped her, and she pulled back.

“Do you want me to stop?”

She didn’t answer.

He eased her against a boulder that she hadn’t noticed by the small land island. The cold hard surface warmed within seconds. He trapped her within his arms as his body loomed over her. His biceps shook with exerted effort to bear his weight. She softly stroked the trembling muscles. His arms were rock hard….

Closing her eyes, she roamed her hands over him, cataloguing every inch of his body. His broad shoulders and chest. Her arms wrapped around him, and she smoothed a hand over his back, down to shapely firm buttocks. Her hand roamed to the downy hair around his hardness, her mouth watered. She grazed over it with her palms. The length and thickness exhilarated her. She opened her eyes. He inched his way down to her stomach, until his body’s intimate touch covered her.

He brushed a soft kiss to her lips, then pulled back, only to place another brush of his lips to hers. He teased her. She seized his lips to stop the teasing, but he turned the tables on her. He deepened the kiss until she became pliant against him. She wrapped her arms and legs around his waist and held on. He now had complete control.

He broke the kiss and looked intently into her eyes. His intent gaze penetrated her soul and filled her with longing and severe liking…or maybe even love? He positioned her legs apart and settled himself between them. He eased her arms to her sides and roamed his eyes over her body. His lips trailed sensual nips and kisses down her neck, to her breasts. He suckled softly. She hiccupped on a hiss of want. He bit her neck with a soft nip; it was enough to make her wetter. The muscles of her uterus contracted. She bucked her body to meet his. His hands roamed her body while his lips followed. He stroked his tongue over the sensitive area just above her pubic line, sending a powerful shooting pain into her womb.

“Sabine, if we don’t stop, I won’t be able to on my own,” his voice sounded hoarse. He took her lips and kissed her. His kiss relayed a sense of urgency.

Easing him back, she looked into his hooded eyes. Desire had taken over.

Confusion muddled her brain. Didn’t he realize what was going on between them? She pulled him closer. “It’s our destiny,” she whispered. She took his lips again.

She felt his body prickle with goose bumps under her hands and felt the tremble inside. Drake jerked her from the rock and into his arms. She clung to him as his aggressive need drove his body to act on instinct. He sealed his lips to hers, lifted her higher until she straddled his hips where he settled her.. He was about to enter her. She smiled knowing what was about to happen and welcomed it. Her lips came down to meet his.

She felt Drake stumble and loose his footing. The current overcame them, swept them both under and pulled her out of Drake’s arms. Blindly, she searched the now murky water with outstretched arms. She couldn’t find him—he was nowhere. Tears stung her eyes. Fear paralyzed her. He had to save her from her paralysis! The dream changed nothing; it gave her the sense of touch and snatched it away, leaving her vulnerable.

“Drake!” Her mind screamed.

Sabine jerked up from the water taking in huge gulps of air to fill her lungs. She searched, until realization dawned her. She was home, in her bed, and her dream was just that…a dream.

Lonely and angry she fluffed the pillows and lay back hoping to recount some small memory of it.

Calming herself down, she ran her tongue across her lips and jerked up. She licked her lips again. She could still taste him there. That taste of sweet clean water and ale.

Confused, she lay back down. It was a dream…wasn’t it?



Other Books by Ronna Gage

Freya’s Bower Publishing

www.freyasbower.com

Afternoon Delight

Tell Me a Lie

Erotic shorts

Romance Divine Publishing

www.romancedivine.com

Love Lessons

Novella-Contemporary

Friends and Lovers

Novella Menage F/M/F