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Tuesday, 16 August 2016

Release Blitz- Ripped by Lisa Edward @lisaedward01 #contemporary #romance @OnceUponAnAlpha

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According to the Oxford Dictionary, the definition of dance [da:ns] is “to move rhythmically to music, typically following a set sequence of steps.” Technically, that’s true, but dance is so much more. What the dictionary doesn’t mention is that the movement comes from within you, from the very depths of your soul, that place that holds all your hopes and fears, all your loves and losses. Dance is a form of expression, of all the emotions that make us who we are.

Jasmine Wilkinson

I’ve finally made it … only six years later than expected.

New York promises to be the experience of a lifetime, and if I’m lucky enough, a chance to dance on Broadway and fulfill a lifelong desire.

After graduating from Boston Conservatory, I’d intended to meet the love of my life, Baxter Sampson, in the city that never sleeps, and share the rest of my life with him. But sometimes dreams don’t go as planned, and we have to make new ones. I know Bax would have made it big; he was such a phenomenal dancer. I wish I could have been there to see it happen, but I can’t wait to catch a Broadway show and see his name in lights.

Maybe he’ll still remember me.

Baxter Sampson

Eight years in New York have all but stolen my dreams from me.

After years of auditioning for every contemporary ballet production in New York, I had to admit defeat. I wasn’t good enough to make it on Broadway. I wasn’t good enough for Jasmine, the only girl I’ve ever loved, to keep her promise and meet me here after she graduated six years ago. So my plans changed—they had to. But when there’s an inexplicable force driving you to perform, you have to catch the spotlight wherever you can, even if it’s in the last place you expected to find it. My life had always revolved around Jaz and dance, my two true passions. I’ve already lost one—I can’t lose the other.

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Lisa Edward is the author of The Songbird trilogy, the novella Duty of Care and a contributor to the collation of short stories in Hook & Ladder 69. While Lisa has called Melbourne Australia home for her entire life, she has lived and worked in England, and travelled through most parts of Europe and the United States. She loves nothing more than spending time with her beautiful daughter, or curling up into the early hours of the morning with a great novel. By day, Lisa works in the analytical IT field, so relishes the opportunity to foster her creative side through writing. Her deep appreciation for literature was nurtured from a young age, being taught to respect books and get lost in their stories. She enjoys reading honest and realistic novels that are relatable, thought provoking and leave a lasting impression. She can’t write without music playing, using the emotions from different songs to invoke those of her characters. Lisa takes inspiration from her own life experiences, the people around her and those she has met in her travels.

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Saturday, 7 May 2016

#MySexySaturday I Dance Only For Him... #Flashfic

Welcome to the 140th week of My Sexy Saturday.
 
This week’s theme: A Sexy Dance
Readers, please visit us at our new Author Central where we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides Saturday’s snippets. We’d love to have each and every one of you there as we’re starting new things this month with fun and prizes along the way.

This week’s theme is A Sexy Dance. 

Here's an extract from a WIP, yet to be named...

I stand on my mark towards the back of the dias and  focus  on him. Our eyes lock. I strike my pose. The lights lower, it’s my time to shine. The sad haunting music starts. 

All alone I begin to dance, just feel the music, let the words and the strains soak into my soul. This part is for me. Where I am happiest. I dance with my body and my heart, shutting off my mind. I find fluidity. Peace. The rest of the world disappears.

As the song goes on, I dance for them. My audience. I have their complete attention. I feed off their energy. For a time I feel loved. I have reason. I am alive.

Then I dance for him. Only him. Even with the light trained on me, partially blinding me, I know where he is. There's a magnetism. A connection. One he can’t deny. And neither can she. She stands at his side. His sentry. But I block her out. I disengage from everyone but him.

I pirouette, then stretch dramatically reaching for him, then bend and cave at the waist, at his rejection. I sing the haunting lyrics and I use my body to paint him a picture. Slow sinewy, sensual yet graceful movement.

His entire frame is tense. His broad shoulders bunched and tight. His jaw ticks. He’s like a coiled spring. But his eyes never stray from me. I have his total unadulterated focus. I have his heart. I take his very soul and make it my own.

My heart pounds. I begin to perspire but not just from the hot lights. I am aroused by his stare. I run my hands over the soft brocade of my corset, trailing my fingertips between my breasts. His gaze follows. His hands curl into fists. My nipples harden, they ache, straining against the tight fabric. He directs me with his eyes, he wants more. I do his bidding, letting my hands work downward. It’s a heady feeling. On stage. We are lovers. This is our place. Where no one can come between us.
 

© H K Carlton 

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