Friday, August 3, 2018

Marietta Hotels Series by Rachell Nichole


An
Affair Across Times Square

Marietta Hotels Book 1
by
Rachell Nichole
Genre: Contemporary Romance



Layla
Morgan is tired of getting into trouble, and getting hurt. And she
fears her wild nature is going to strike yet again. But maybe this
time, she’s finally met the guy that can stand close enough to
touch her inner flames, and not get burned. The man across Times
Square seems enthralled by her wildness instead of scared in the face
of it. He can’t seem to look away as she shows him just how much
fun she can have… with herself.


After one glance of silky
skin and talented fingers, Tyler Lachlan doesn’t stand a chance of
resisting the delicious distraction of the mystery woman from the
Marietta Hotel. He’s sure there’s more to her than her sultry
voice and mahogany thighs, but he doesn’t know if he’s willing to
risk his career to find out.

Could what began as a voyeuristic
affair across Times Square develop into something more?





Excerpt One:
TYLER LACHLAN COULDN’T believe what he saw through his office window. A woman across Times Square, eighteen stories high, scantily clad in the middle of her hotel room, pleasuring herself. And here he sat, staring at her like some sick Peeping Tom. His mother would be so ashamed, but he couldn’t look away. He could feel the way his body reacted to the sight of her. When he looked up from that morning’s briefing documents and gazed across the way to the hotel, he’d never expected to be greeted with such a sight. The minute she had started unbuttoning her blouse, his gaze had followed her every movement, his pulse increasing with every step. Blood pooled low in his groin. He was lucky no one else was in the office at six a.m., or he would have been interrupted.
And wouldn’t that have been a shame.
Now she sat there, her hands still between her legs, frozen. He’d never realized how close together the buildings in the square were, too busy focusing on what happened inside his office rather than through the window. He could only make out some her facial features from this distance, but her body language was clear. He imagined her eyes were dark behind her thick-rimmed glasses. Probably brown, a few shades darker than her decadent mocha skin.
She’d become coiled like a cat the moment she realized she was being watched. He had the sudden desire to lick his lips. What a pervert! He tried to force his eyes closed, tried to spin his chair to the side or look away. He should look away, but he couldn’t move. Apparently neither could she. He stared at her beautiful, brazen body as she did the unthinkable. She smiled at him. She spread her legs wider, and he found himself leaning forward in his desk chair, waiting for more.
She looked right at him as she pulled her hands free from between her legs, gliding them up her mahogany stomach and higher to cup her barely covered breasts. Her bra and panties were darker than her skin—black, perhaps. She maintained eye contact as she moved her hands around her breasts. His cock hardened at the sight. What the hell are you doing?
She didn’t stop, and he couldn’t look away. She pushed a finger into her mouth, sucking it, then trailed a wet path down her chest and slipped it into the front of her bra. She didn’t seem inclined to remove the fabric, and he couldn’t care less. She dipped another finger into her mouth, and he watched, mesmerized, as her other hand slid down her abdomen and between her thighs. He gripped the edge of his desk, desperate for her to continue, though afraid it might kill him if she did.
She didn’t close her eyes this time as she pleasured herself. He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth and bit it to keep from reaching to relieve his aching cock. It seemed wrong somehow to gain so much pleasure from what she was doing, but he couldn’t help himself. The muscles in his body grew tight in anticipation, his cock throbbing. And still he did nothing but watch until her body shook with her release. She looked at him as she licked her fingers clean. As she stood and walked to the window, pressing her body against the glass, she gave him another smile. Then she kissed the window and closed the curtains.
And he’d never been more turned on in his life.












An
Engagement in Paris

Marietta Hotels Book 2

All
Mandy Lachlan wanted was her own identity. All she had to do was run
away to Paris to find it. Instead, she finds love, a baby, and a
marriage proposal.

Julien Chevalier needs a family. Ever since
his mother left when he was a kid, he’s been searching for the
security and consistency that comes with marriage and babies. So when
he falls for the young African American professor at the Sorbonne, he
knows immediately this is the woman for him.

Julien needs to
get married the same way Mandy needs her freedom. When they find
themselves at the impasse of matrimony, one of them will have to
compromise what they want and need.










A
Love Affair in Las Vegas

Marietta Hotels Prequel

Dawn
Jansen has only ever wanted one thing: to provide a life for her
daughter in New York City, away from the small-town minds of her
family and her upbringing. She has fought hard to finally make it to
manager at the Hauteman hotel, and one of her first duties is to
attend a conference at the Marietta Las Vegas to learn all she can
about running the show. But when she arrives in Las Vegas, her plans
to learn as much as she can on a professional level, turns into
learning far more about herself than her job. She may get a
second-chance at this whole love thing after all.

Barnaby
“Barney” Garrison has always had one goal in life: to help
people. He’s found his calling as manager of the Marietta Times
Square, and since his past failed relationship, has focused all of
his energy on being the best manager he can be. This year, that means
helping to run the Marietta Hotels second annual Hoteliers’
Conference in Vegas. But as soon as he notices Dawn in the crowd, his
focus instantly splits, his desires for her swift and fierce. When he
realizes the attraction is mutual, he doesn’t waste any time
seducing her to his bed. But when he suspects she’s hiding
something from him, he worries that maybe he’s just destined to
attract two-timing women to his life.

Can what began as a
fling in Vegas turn into something more once they’re home in New
York? Or does what happen in Vegas truly stay in Vegas?


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Rachell
Nichole is a contemporary erotic romance author, who loves writing
sexy romances about memorable characters who have to fight to hold on
to love.
Rachell
holds two undergraduate degrees, one in Professional Writing and the
other in French. She also received a Master of Fine Arts in Writing
Popular Fiction at Seton Hill University. She is the author of The
Marietta Hotels
Series, Spicy with a Side of Cranberry Sauce,
Gingerbread Photography, To Sir, Belle By Night,
and Queen of Hearts.
Rachell
lives in Pennsylvania with a mountain of books, the love of her life,
and an invisible cat who likes to snuggle.


Guest Post with Rachell Nichole
Love Scenes: Personal Experience or Personal Fantasies
So, I’ve been asked by a few people over the years whether the love scenes in my book are inspired by personal experience or personal fantasy. So I’m here to answer. The short answer is: both.
Most people think that my husband must be a pretty lucky guy. Well, most people would be right, he is pretty damned lucky. And yes, being married to an erotic romance author can definitely have its perks, but there is always an element of fantasy in my books. There is always some suspension of disbelief in romance, in that you don’t have intrusions of the real world, or real-world elements in the midst of a sex scene, unless of course it’s an integral part of the plot.
A lot of the love scenes in my books have pieces that are from real life, some of them have literal quotes in them, but which ones I’ll never tell. Sometimes they’re pure fantasy. And it’s not always my fantasy. Sometimes it’s solely based on the characters I have created and what they want and need. Knowing their fantasies is part of my job as the author.
In my latest book, A Love Affair in Las Vegas, there were definitely kernels of real life in the love scenes between Dawn and Barnaby. If I need to know if something works mechanically, then I ask my husband to get into a particular position and try it out! Now, this never ends as sexily as you think it will. Normally we’re doing it with all our clothes on, too! Because it’s purely for research purposes, and I will have gotten snagged right in the midst of writing a love scene and I’ll need to know whether something will work before I can keep writing. We got stuck between a head board/wall, a bed, and each other once trying out something! Needless to say, it didn’t end up in the book!
In  A Love Affair in Las Vegas, the love scenes were about Barnaby & Dawn, and what they wanted, and needed. The main concept of their relationship, a one-night stand that turns into something more, is something I’ve never personally experienced. The emotional components explored in the love scenes are also unique to these characters, but again some of those things are pulled from real life. This is Dawn’s first time with a guy since becoming a mother. She isn’t sure how to be both sexual and a mom. This is something I’m sure that a lot of women face, it’s something I’ve talked about with friends who have recently become mothers, and may be something I’m facing in the future too. So writing these scenes, where Dawn’s desires overwhelm her fears, and Barnaby helps awaken a part of herself that she was sure was gone for good, is again fantasy, but based in truth. For Barnaby, he’s never done something so rash as a one-night stand, so he is grappling with what that means for him, and also how he can jump into a relationship with a woman he barely knows. Barnaby’s got a hard past of women deserting him, first his mom, then his fiancĂ©. So it takes a lot for him to put it all out there and take a chance on having a one-night stand with Dawn.
So, the longer answer is that while the mechanics may be the same or similar to something I’ve experienced, or something of a personal fantasy of mine, the deeper stuff, the things that are particular to the book or the characters in it is different, and never quite from me or my life.
So there you have it: Experience and fantasy, all rolled into hot sex.

~Rach
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1 comment:

  1. I love the cover and really enjoyed reading about the author.

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