Monday, 14 November 2011

MONDAY MAGIC - Lisabet Sarai

It Never Gets Old
By Lisabet Sarai

You may be wondering why I'm wearing the silly hat, drinking champagne, dancing around in my unmentionables. It's release day, and I'm celebrating! Today Total-E-Bound brings out my first Lust Bite, a paranormal erotic romance entitled Hot Spell. It's not your standard vampire/shapeshifter type paranormal either. To be honest, I'm pretty proud of it, and I'm shouting the news to roof tops: Hot Spell is out today! Get your copy now!

Yes, I'm excited. Those of you who know my history might find my skywriting and my conga line a bit surprising. After all, this isn't my first book. It's not even my tenth. Counting is a little difficult, since a number of my books have come out in different editions from several publishers, but I figure that, not counting short stories in anthologies, I've celebrated a couple dozen release days.

And I do celebrate. It never gets old, because with every book I write, I try to stretch myself. I might attempt a new genre, or a new format. I might take a well-worn formula and turn it on its head. So I'm always thrilled to see my experiments take shape as real books – both thrilled and terrified to discover how my readers will react.

Compared to some of my colleagues, I'm not very prolific. I try to keep a steady stream of new work in the pipeline, but in contrast to my friends who write full time, it's really a trickle. That makes each release more important to me, I guess. Still, I'll bet that people like Carol Lynne, Desiree Holt or Victoria Blisse still get out the noisemakers and the bubbly every time one of their (practically uncountable) books hits the streets.

Anyway, today's my day and I plan to enjoy it. I'd like you to enjoy it, too. Below you'll find the blurb and a spicy excerpt from Hot Spell. I'm doing a mini-blog tour this month, for this book and another release I have coming on the 28th.   Anyone who leaves a comment at this or any other of my stops will be entered to win their choice of the two new books. You can find a list of the stops in the left sidebar on my blog. And please include your email as part of your comment. If you win, I want to be able to find you!

A hearty thanks to you, Maggie for helping me celebrate!

Blurb for Hot Spell

The flames of passion are more than metaphor.

The city swelters in the grip of an unseasonable heat wave. Sylvie endures her solitary urban existence for the sake of her career, but the prospect of a hot, lonely three day weekend proves unbearable and she flees east to the pine-shrouded mountains. Far more at home in nature than in the city, Sylvie doesn't mind being alone in the wilderness, but she's not the only being haunting the glades and the trails.

Aidan is fiercely attracted to the voluptuous beauty he finds sun bathing nude in a high meadow, but he must resist his overwhelming desire for the sake of her safety. The sun-bronzed man with the red-gold hair is cursed with power he knows will destroy her if they give full rein to their passion. Can Sylvie refrain from tempting him? Or will she risk being being literally consumed by love?

Excerpt (rated X)

Her muscles ached from the strenuous hike. Her hair was in knots and a sticky film of perspiration coated her skin. None of that mattered. Peace enfolded her, along with a profound sense of well-being. The breeze whispered to her. The creek babbled and laughed.

 Water. A bath. Relaxed, lazy, and sated though she was, the notion still held an irresistible appeal.
Sylvie checked the remains of the fire to assure herself that there was no chance it would escape the rocks encircling it. Then she dug a towel out of her pack and headed down the forested slope to the creek.

The gurgle of water tumbling over stone grew louder as she approached. The very sound was refreshing. A few feet from the edge, she stripped off her clothes, draping them and her towel over a convenient boulder. She was about to step out of the woods, when an unexpected movement caught her eye.

There was something splashing in the creek, a bit downstream from where she stood - something, or someone. Sylvie shrank back into the shadow of the trees.

Directly opposite her, the stream rushed over river-polished rocks, flecked with white froth. To her right, though, it widened into a calm pool, black as the sky above. The unexpected noise came from there.

She peered into the night. All she could see at first was a round, furry mass that seemed to float upon the surface. Ripples stirred as a figure rose from water. At the same time, the half moon climbed above the crest of the trees. Its pale rays revealed the form of a naked man.

Sylvie caught her breath. His back was to her, a gleaming, sculpted expanse that swept down to a narrow waist, then flared into taut buttocks. A wet curtain of golden hair clung to his neck and shoulders. He took a step forward, water swirling around his lean thighs. The grace and power revealed by that small motion made Sylvie ache inside. She'd never encountered such beauty in a man.

He turned then, and the ache deepened to an agony of want. Sleek skin stretched over his muscled chest and abdomen, strewn with glittering drops of moonlight. He turned his face to the sky and Sylvie caught a glimpse of features that seemed carved from marble: soaring brow, chiselled jaw, sharp cheekbones, and a broad, resolute mouth. The man's eyes were closed, as if he were praying to the moon.

Then she noticed his hands, clasped below his belly in a firm grip around his erect cock. His luscious penis reared up from a matted tangle at his groin, hard and smooth as the rest of his body. Her nipples snapped into tight peaks as she watched the stranger knead his rampant flesh. Slow and deliberate at first, then with a quickening pace, he stroked from the glistening bulb down to the root. His cock grew longer and fatter as he worked it, hand over hand. His full lips drew back and his brow furrowed as the pressure and the pleasure built. He kept his eyes shut.

Sylvie licked her lips. Dampness painted her inner thighs. Her clit tingled and throbbed, crying out to be touched. Her empty pussy hungered to be filled. In a flash of memory, her dream returned - not the details, just the fevered arousal. Her body was on fire again.

She sank to her knees on the mossy ground and plunged her fingers into her wetness. There was no conscious decision. She simply couldn't help it. Her folds felt slippery and burning hot. She cupped her hand, four fingers deep in her cleft while she rubbed the back of her thumb over her clit. Pleasure shuddered through her. The swollen nub was hard as a pebble, so sensitive that she could scarcely bear to touch it. When she backed off, though, it screamed for more stimulation.

With her other hand, she massaged her breasts, cradling the lovely weight in her palm. She flicked her nipple, striking sparks, then pinched it with all the force she could muster. Her pussy clenched in response. Waves of sensation fanned out from her centre.

A low moan dragged her attention back to the stranger in the stream. With one hand he jerked his cock, fast and rough. The other was hidden behind him, moving in the same jagged rhythm. From his spread thighs and straining muscles, Sylvie guessed he had at least one finger pumping his rear hole. The lewd notion made her own anus twitch and tingle.

He was obviously close to coming. The realization sizzled through her, pushing her to the edge herself. She dug in, mashing her clit against the heel of her hand and rocking back and forth, keeping her eyes on the gorgeous man jacking off barely a dozen feet away.

His biceps corded with tension, his teeth bared in a feral snarl, he clawed his way toward orgasm. Sylvie climbed with him, matching him breath for breath, groan for groan.

BIO: A dozen years ago LISABET SARAI experienced a serendipitous fusion of her love of writing and her fascination with sex. Since then she has published three single author short story collections and six erotic novels, including the BDSM classic Raw Silk. Dozens of her shorter works have been released as ebooks and in print anthologies. She has also edited several acclaimed anthologies and is currently responsible for the altruistic erotica series COMING TOGETHER PRESENTS.

Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone needs from prestigious universities who would no doubt be embarrassed by her chosen genre. She loves to travel and currently lives in Southeast Asia with her highly tolerant husband and two cosmopolitan felines.

For more information on Lisabet and her writing visit Lisabet Sarai's Fantasy Factory ( or her blog Beyond Romance (


Thanks so much for dropping by today Lisabet!  Wow...what a hot excerpt!  *fanning self*

Don't forget to leave a comment and your email address for a chance to win Lisabet's competition!


Lisabet Sarai said...

Hello, Maggie,

Thanks so much for hosting me.

I wish that girl in the underwear really WAS me... but she captures my mood!

Maggie Nash said...

Thank you so much for being here Lisabet! I love that excerpt :-)

And yes, I would love a body like Cameron DIaz! Once upon a time I did...*sigh*...

But more than that I would love her energy :-)

Kat Black said...

Well, that certainly warmed up a chilly Monday morning, Lisabet!

Kat, rendered a useless puddle of drool for the rest of the day now

books4me said...

That was a HAWT excerpt, Lisabet! What a way to start a Monday morning;)

books4me67 at ymail dot com

Tamsyn said...

Wow! that was hot! a really great way to warm up this chilly evening! :o)

heather said...

(Fanning my self) that was hot! Congrats on the release, Lisabet!

Booksrforever123 said...

the hotter the better I say and I'd rather have quality over quantity any day and that's why I love your writing Lisabet. can't wait to get my hands on this one too.
j-coverholser at sbcglobal dot net

Chrisbails said...

Great excerpt. Would love to finish reading this book. Thanks for the giveaway and the chance to win. This is a new author for me and always looking for new books and authors to check out.

Naomi Bellina said...

Great excerpt! Congrats on your first Lust Bite. The day we stop celebrating the little joys is the day we should just stop.

naomibellina at

desitheblonde said...

hey you can all ways wish and congrats on the books i would be happy to read either one of them

Jacki C. said...

Hot Spell sounds very WOW!

Lisabet Sarai said...

Hi, everyone!

Thanks for taking the time to read and comment. Would you all like some virtual champagne?

Keep tuned to your lists. There will be more chances to win in a few days!

Anonymous said...

Hello Lisabet,
Thank you for spending time with Us today. That was a Smokin' excerpt, need to fan myself, Hot Hot Hot! LOL I have to put this on my TBR List because this book is a MUST read!
Take care & Happy Wriing,

Anonymous said...

The excerpt left me almost speachless, maybe a little breathless. Thanks for the chance to win. lisagk(at)yahoo(dot(com)

Maggie Nash said...

Wow, thanks everyone for joining Lisabet today at my blog! So nice to see you all! Come back soon!

Natalie said...

OMG! That was amazing. I loved the transition of your heroine heading for a cool, refreshing dip, to the heated urgency of her desire. Loved it.

Kathryn Merkel said...

Fanning wasn't working, so I stepped outside, where it's in the 40's this evening. Took a couple of minutes, but I think my lust fever is gone. Thanks for the hot flash.

drainbamaged.gyzmo at

Anonymous said...

Just the right amount for a paranormal book.
The excerpt sounds great.


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