Have I got a treat for all of you today! The lovely Roe Valentine has stopped by to share her new erotic romance with all of us and answer a few questions.
Little DeathBy Roe Valentine
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Age category: Adult/Erotica
Release Date: 5 June, 2014
Blurb:
A grandiose ego pushes Mona MonDragon to pursue high school nerd turned gorgeous ballet dancer Ivan Boss. Unfortunately, her perceived sure-thing week of no-strings-attached sex isn’t so sure. Her ego takes a major hit when he not only rejects her but pretends he doesn’t know her. When she jumps through hoops to have him, she begins to question if what’s driving her to take such chances is something residual from childhood. Whether it is or not, all she knows is his wish is her desire.
Revenge drives Ivan Boss, and when the object of his hate comes back into his life after 10 years he battles the part of him that loves Mona with the part that wants her to pay for torturing him when he needed her most. The internal struggle heightens when he starts to see her as human, and he begins to question his ability to follow through with his ultimate revenge.
Little Death is a standalone novella with explicit language and sex with some light bondage. It has a Happily Ever After (HEA) ending.
You can find Little Death on Goodreads
You can buy Little Death here:
- Amazon (Kindle)
- Barnes & Noble
- Kobo
- Bookstrand
The Divas Interview with Roe:
DIVAS: Where did you get the inspiration to write Little Death?
ROE: The ballet Petite Mort
DIVAS: What is your favorite scene from this book?
ROE: When Ivan, the hero, makes a tiny gesture in the bar by tracing his finger over her knuckles.
DIVAS: What type of research did you do while writing Little Death?
ROE: I watched Petite Mort over and over on YouTube. I wanted to get the opening scene perfect when Mona, the heroine, first sees Ivan, the hero, dancing on stage.
DIVAS: There's a theme of revenge in this book, correct? Tell us how that translate into sex. Are there any "angry" sex situations?
ROE: Yes, there actually is some angry sex in the story. It's more of a "you hurt me and I want to hurt you" type of sex that never really materializes.
DIVAS: What is your least favorite scene from this book? Or rather, the scene you had the most difficult "getting right."
ROE: I struggled emotionally at the end when Mona, the heroine, fully exposes herself to the hero, Ivan. It's not just a physical exposure, but an emotional one.
EXCERPT:
She was light as a
feather as he lifted her buttocks. Her legs tightened around his waist,
squeezing tighter and tighter around as he released one hand to retrieve his
keys from the hoodie pocket. They barely made it through the small rusted gate
of his bungalow house in Neartown before they clasped together like desperate
magnets.
“Just give me a sec,” he
grumbled, though not taking his mouth away. His teeth clashed against hers, but
she kept kissing him.
Finally, he’d gotten the
door opened, and didn’t take much time to shut the door and whisk her through
the small living room, eighty-year-old hardwood creaking beneath his feet. His
breathing echoed between his ears, his cock hardening with each exhale. Mona
gyrated against him, he moaned out. “I’m gonna fuck your pussy raw. Do you
understand me, Ramona?” He meant it in the most non-brutish way possible.
She yelped, catching his
gaze, her mouthing parting from desire. “You already did that.” Her voice was
husky, deeper than he’d heard it before.
He chuckled, pulling his
mouth away. “That was nothing. You may not be able to walk tomorrow.” Her eyes
widened. “I’m just warning you.”
“Then you’ll have to
tell Tom why I didn’t show up for training.”
“I’ll be more than happy
to tell Tom of all the ways I fucked his student so hard she couldn’t get out
of bed.”
She laughed. “I’m sure
that will go over well.”
He grunted. Tom.
Tom probably wanted to fuck Mona himself. Ivan didn’t like that thought.
Crossing over into his bedroom, he stopped at the doorjamb. “You ready for me?”
“Just shut up and give
it to me.”
“I’ll be the one giving
orders here, lady. And you’ll answer my question or I’ll let you go.” He still
had to let her know who was in control, especially when he thought it wasn’t
him.
“I’ll fall!”
He knew what it was like
to fall. The longer he held her, the more he fell. How could
he remain in control, when she could so easily take it from him? “Then I’d
answer if I was you.”
She bit on her bottom
lip, swollen from kissing him. His eyes lingered there until she answered with
the slightest smile emerging. “I’ve never been more ready for anything in my
whole life.”
His heart stilled merely
by the look in her eyes. Every puff of air emptied from his lungs with her
eyes. She wanted him—needed him even. Her pupils screamed it. Her body screamed
it as she tightened around him, and he could feel her pounding heart through
the apex of her thighs.
“I’ve never wanted
anything more.” The words just came out.
But instead of pulling
away from his revelation, she grabbed the back of his head and crashed her
mouth to his, tongue leading the way. He took that tongue with his teeth,
taking her in as deep as her opened mouth would allow. Hungry for her, he
shifted in the room just to slam her back against the wall. A picture frame
hanging haphazardly for years fell to the hardwood, breaking in pieces. Like
him. She was breaking him of the hurt, of the rejection, from many years.
Finding the bottom of
her scrunched up skirt, he pushed over the panties—he’d tear them in half
before he was done with her. Her moisture spilled over to the crease of her
thighs. Moaning, he strummed her pussy. She was wet, and he didn’t want anything
more than to slide his bare cock inside her. Fuck, I can’t put it in
without a condom again. But he did. Somehow, he’d managed to
release himself from sweatpants and jammed himself inside her so deep their hip
bones touched.
“Ivan!” she screamed. How
she could take him in like that was impressive. He knew he was a lot to take in
one shot. And when he plunged inside her again, she said, “I think you’re
touching my spleen.” Her eyes rolled back in time to miss the smile he gifted
her.
“Can you take it,
baby?” Baby? He stilled for the briefest moment but didn’t
stop.
Immediately, her eyes
opened and grabbed his. Her mouth parted as he continued to slide inside of
her, pushing through her tightening womb. She moaned, and he thought he’d come
right then and there. The way she looked at him as he was inside her,
challenged his ability to last. Kept challenging it until she spoke with a
breathy whisper. “I can take you, baby. I can take you all the way.”
He wanted to go wherever
that was.
About the Author: Roe Valentine was born into the right family. Not only does the name Valentine suit her, but her grandmother, unknowingly, introduced the young Ms. Valentine to her first romance novel. She hasn’t read anything else since. She calls herself a romantic at heart and believes that love conquerors all.
The San Antonio native, who now lives in Houston, attempted to write her first contemporary romance novel when she was nineteen years old. That attempt didn’t take, but her story has a happy ending. She kept pursuing the dream until she landed her first publishing contract in 2013.
When not busy writing or reading love stories, Roe can often be found in a yoga class or chatting with friends at her favorite coffee shop. Enjoying margaritas with some girl-talk isn’t unusual for her either. For a night in, she watches reruns of her favorite TV shows and, of course, romantic comedies on her Roku, usually with a glass of wine.
Roe Valentine also LOVES talking to readers. You can contact her in the following ways:
- Website
- Goodreads
- E-mail: info@roevalentine.com
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