An erotic M/F romance
Betrayed by her cheating ex, heartbroken Janney Forrester needs a vacation. She gets one -- and much more -- when she lands almost 2,000 years in the past. Crossing over a crumbling stone threshold, she's greeted by the villa's perfect historical detail and the most gorgeous, masculine man she's ever seen, her every sexual fantasy personified. Confusion vies with attraction for control of her emotions, and Janney must reexamine everything she's ever thought about herself.
Roman soldier Marek Benin Verus considers the woman suddenly appearing before him as a gift from the gods. Zeus knows he needs one! Battle fatigued and emotionally scarred after fifteen years in the army, he's on a leave of absence, and he has all the time in the world to devote to seducing this beautiful woman into his bed. He doesn't plan on the powerful and dangerous emotions she inspires in him.
Marek's hard, muscular body is too luscious to resist. Janney decides to risk the comfort of her safe life and carpe diem - seize the day. Marek seizes her body and takes her to the edge -- and over -- to an ecstasy she never knew existed. Can a new world for her, timeless desire, and a loving exploration of each other's bodies forge a passion that survives centuries of separation?
I don't know about you, but I love Stonehenge. Standing on ground as hallowed as the grand cathedrals is so romantic as represented by one of the dictionary definitions: "marked by the imaginative or emotional appeal of what is heroic, adventurous, remote, mysterious..." In Ancient Ties, my erotic time travel, Roman soldier Marek takes Janney, his 21st Century visitor, to Stonehenge as it would have looked in his time, the 2nd Century.
Excerpt in 7 Sentences
"Stonehenge pleases you?” He stalked toward her, his voice uncertain, his body language definitely wasn’t. She hugged the warmth of the stone, pressing back as if it could become her spine. Tendrils of heat skittered through her belly and lower, all her nerve endings tingling. Shouting, more like it. This man was a magnificent male specimen, and all that attention was focused on her. She was tired of fighting it, of analyzing why he wanted ordinary, uninteresting her.
Jane Leopold Quinn
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