New! INTIMATE ART by Adele Dubois

I’m pleased to unveil the shiny new edition of INTIMATE ART. This paranormal erotic romance was first published by a respected publisher in 2008. The book has been revised and expanded with bonus scenes and reissued with a brand new cover by Les Byerly, the artist who also created the original.

INTIMATE ART is a tender love story, erotic journey, and mystery rolled into one paranormal tale. I hope readers enjoy the adventures of Jack Harris, a hero determined to separate the woman he loves from the ghost who haunts her, in the fictional town of Hartsville, Indiana.

"Ms. Dubois casts a spell that ensnares you before you're done with the first page."  ~ Simply Romance Reviews

*INTIMATE ART* by Adele Dubois

Summary:

When Jack Harris strides into the Special-T café each morning, wearing jeans hot enough to melt glass, the erotic fuel between him and waitress Legs Anderson almost ignites the room. That’s why Legs’ willingness to keep Jack at bay is Hartsville’s most bemusing mystery.

That and the fact that Jack Harris is the only person in town who doesn’t believe the Anderson house is haunted.

But Legs believes. And as long as her aunt’s ghost haunts the master bedroom of the house she inherits, Jack can’t spend the night. Ada had an ironclad rule she enforces from the grave: /No men allowed/.

Especially Harris men.

Jack forms a plan involving paint, body stencils, and exotic ingenuity to chase Ada’s ghost from the house. Will intimate art help him claim the woman he loves?

Excerpt:

Legs set her coffee cup down on the desk and moved to the oak trimmed doorway of her aunt’s room. Jack was pushing too hard and she was growing more defensive by the minute. “Men aren’t allowed in her bedroom.”

Jack’s eyes narrowed. “You’re really serious about her haunting the place, aren’t you?” His question was heavy with controlled annoyance.

Legs nodded and folded her arms across her chest. “And she has very strong opinions about what you and I have been doing.”

His smirk told her he couldn’t care less. “Then we don’t need to sneak around anymore, do we? She knows.” He set his coffee cup on the dresser and plunked the bag on the floor. “Just because her husband ran out on her doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have a life. I’m not like your miserable drunk of an uncle.”

He shifted his gaze around the room, a scowl forming on his handsome, angular face. Glints of gold in his long, thick hair caught the morning light, and Legs sucked in an admiring breath. His hair was combed back from his face and trailed to the center of his neck like rich butterscotch fudge glazed with real vanilla. It looked so good she almost wanted to take a bite.

She never could stay mad at him long.

The last time they made love she’d run her hands through his gorgeous hair and combed it with her fingertips. She’d reveled in the silky texture while he licked the swells of her breasts and sucked her taut nipples, groaning as his erection strained against her naked thigh. The memory of his hot skin against hers made her tremble inside.

Some of her defenses fell away.

Legs could tell Jack recognized the scent of Ada’s /White Diamonds /perfume gaining strength in the air by the way he tilted his head as his nostrils flared. His blue eyes flashed defiance. He looked around, shouting at corners. “Do you hear me, Ada? I’m not like he was. It’s time to let her go.”

A cold chill swept through the room. Legs shivered against the draft and ran her hands over her arms. She stared into the sunbeams shining across the floor, trying to focus through the dust motes in the early morning sun. If she looked in just the right way, and at just the right angle, she might see glimmers of her aunt. It had happened before.

Jack turned to face her with a slow smile curving his lips. “I know how to get her out of here, darlin’”. He reached out and pulled her to him. “Tough Love.”

“What?”

The scents of fresh lime soap and musk aftershave filled her senses, dousing the /White Diamonds/. Strong arms hugged her to his muscled chest. The smell and feel of him drifted over her like a safe, sensuous blanket.

She pressed her cheek against his pectorals and rubbed her face across the nipple that had hardened beneath his black t-shirt. The fullness of her bottom lip clung to the tip and she resisted the primal urge to nip it with her teeth and poke it with her tongue through the fabric.

His voice turned gruff. “We’ll fuck her out of here.”

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OUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER KICKS BUTT by Adele Dubois

It’s no secret that life has a way of kicking you behind the knees and dropping you face-first in the gravel when you least expect it. And so it happened that while working on the early chapters of my erotic romance novella TEMPTED my husband was diagnosed with a virulent form of a potentially fatal illness. Our lives imploded with the news and everything at our house changed in an instant.

I don’t remember how long it took for me to try to work again. I think my brain simply shut down to anything outside the immediacy of family needs between hospital visits. Eventually, though, I emerged from my stupor of shock and fear and picked up my laptop to revisit my WIP; not expecting to get any real work done. To my surprise, my TEMPTED characters pulled me into their story and immersed me in their world. My raw emotions channeled through their voices, animating them with hope and the amazing power of enduring love. The book’s central theme posed the questions: If technologically restored youth were possible, would you choose it? What if you couldn’t take your lifelong partner with you? Would you choose it then?

I finished TEMPTED and the book was published. My characters enjoyed their Happily Ever After while my husband and I celebrated his miraculous full recovery. Life had pushed our faces in the dirt, then dusted us off with silver-lined gloves and sent us on our way.

In the afterglow of my husband’s stunning return to health I began my paranormal erotic romance novella EROTIC ART. While writing this book, I became filled with renewed vigor and bright-eyed optimism. My characters overcame the wrath of a powerful ghost determined to keep them apart. Love transcended death in the lives of my characters as it had in mine. EROTIC ART also sold to a publisher and remains one of my favorite stories.

What creative lessons have I learned from the life-changing events my husband and I experienced? Deep emotions may at first wound and paralyze, but they can also sharpen creativity as the artistic process heals the troubled soul.

I love TEMPTED and EROTIC ART for entirely different reasons. One book gave me strength in the face of adversity while the other celebrated victory. The emotions I experienced while writing them were equally powerful opposites.

Our Happily Ever After kicked some major butt.

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