I would
imagine that almost every fiction writer writes in third person narrative. If
the story is a novel then third is a must. To read anything of any length
simply requires it to be. But what about short stories of 3000 words or less?
Sometimes I am
just driven to write in first person narrative, I simply have no choice. The
words tumble out onto the page as I feel them, imagine them and want to share
them. At these times I feel at my most sensual. One such story and an anthology
inclusion ‘Between the Pages’ tells
the story of a woman who discovers a small notebook left behind in a bus
terminal café. The contents stir up curiosity and a determination to discover
for herself the experiences shared between the pages. Another first person
narrative is ‘Anytime, Anyplace’
where delicious, unbridled passion is the order of the day…and night. Food can
be so sensual don’t you agree?
At other times
I become the story teller, ‘Jessica Arkwright climbed the rickety stairs to
find her lover standing naked in her pretty room…’ well you know what I mean!
There are a
mixture of stories included in my latest Anthology ‘Fevered Kisses’ with a variety of themes showcasing first and
third narrative. For a full synopsis see below:
Between The Pages:
A notebook
carelessly left in a café brings a new lease of life to Alice. What will she do
with the information she discovers inside? Some things are worth trying out for
ourselves!
Too Darn Hot:
Miranda
Briggs is a successful dance instructor who occasionally wants to share the
trappings of her success with lithe, young men. When the sun is blazing down
who can resist the allure of an outside pool?
Anytime, Anyplace:
Sometimes
lust can catch us at the most unsuitable of times and sometimes it’s almost
exactly what we planned. Either way when passion calls everything else takes
second place.
Insatiable:
Amber Nugent
was a beautiful, passionate, predatory female who sought out thrills after dark
with dangerous determination. How many lovers will it take to satisfy her
overwhelming need?
Some Time Away:
Melanie is
tired of her busy existence. When a traffic jam pushes her over the edge she
heads straight for the airport. Will she discover who she really is and what it
will take to make her happy?
Just Imagine:
Emma has
only one thing on her mind, Paul. Every day she works alongside him as she
battles to control the daydreams that see them both naked in a dance of lust,
does Paul even know that she exists?
Excerpt (Anytime, Anyplace):
I was reminded of other
people in the restaurant when the waiter reached for my empty starter dish. He
raised an eyebrow when my lustful gaze crossed his face as l pulled it away
from Shaun’s.
The main course
arrived. Though my appetite was distracted by my lover’s lips once again
tasting the wine.
I lifted a forkful of
food and sampled the explosion of flavour.
“This salsa is lovely.”
I declared.
“I would like to see
you salsa,” Shaun replied, “Preferably naked.”
I laughed but then he
leaned forward and lowered his voice to a husky whisper,
“Dance for me baby, l
want to watch you, l really do.”
“I don’t know how to
salsa.” I spoke as quietly as him.
“Just take your clothes
off and move around, l want you to.”
His eyes bore through
me and l shivered in anticipation of them feasting on my body as l writhed
before him, suddenly all my hunger was in a different part of my body.
“Getting a little
uncomfortable?” Shaun teased.
I was beginning to
think it hadn’t been my best idea to leave the panties at home as l shifted a
little in my seat and tried not to watch the food slipping into that sensual
mouth to be turned and churned by that very capable tongue. My breathing became
a little laboured and Shaun lowered his eyes to my breasts which were rising
and falling more obviously than usual as l tried to breathe deeper and relax.
“I need to get you out
of that dress.” Shaun purred.
I nodded.
“Here Baby, try this.”
Shaun held a forkful of chicken and l leaned in to take it from him. A slow
moan escaped me as the fusion of fine spices melted across the surface of my
tongue.
“It’s so good.” I
purred.
Shaun shifted and his
expression grew darker.
Excerpt (Insatiable):
In the evenings Amber
would take a bus into the next town. She would dress up in slinky evening
dresses that would hug her enviable figure and show off her long legs.
Amber would sit alone
in swanky wine bars waiting to be approached. This would never take long;
sometimes she would time how long it took just for her own satisfaction. The
feeling of so many male eyes following the contours of her body thrilled her so
much that excitement pricked at her tawny skin. Occasionally she would glance
back at a group of curious men to encourage them with a shy smile. It was
always the alpha male in the group who would approach her first, the brave,
confident man. Though every now and then Amber hankered after the shyest member
of the group she rarely waited for his approach.
The game would begin;
she would be bought a drink and then flattered relentlessly while her brave
suitor’s friends looked on enviously. Amber would tease her prey, making him
believe that it was he who was the predator. More drinks would follow, though
Amber would never go beyond three. Compliments would be whispered into her ear
behind the sparkling diamond earrings that were a gift from a grateful lover.
His body would move closer until warmth began to seep into her skin through her
receptive pores. Amber would gaze up and listen to every word, how beautiful
her eyes were, how silky her hair and how stunning she looked in her clingy
dress.
All these compliments
nourished Amber; she needed them constantly and she would look up adoringly
into the earnest face of the man standing so close that their bodies would be
touching. Her lovers never missed their cue. When Amber flashed her eyes and
lightly touched an arm there would be no need to clarify unspoken words. They
would leave the building together to incredulous, covetous glances from the
bereft friends.
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