Release Day Tasty Book Blast & Giveaway: Emma by Micah Persell & Jane Austin
Emma:
The Wild and Wanton Edition
By:
Micah Persell & Jane Austin
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Blurb
Emma
Woodhouse and Mr. Knightley won the literary world’s heart 200
years ago when Jane Austen first penned the story of their
friendship-turned-love. Emma is the young, rich, beautiful heroine
with too much time on her hands and an overactive imagination; Mr.
Knightley is her long-suffering friend who is always trying to steer
her in the right direction.
Their
love story is one of deep, dedicated affection blooming into passion.
But what about all of that sexual tension that crackles in the
subtext? In this Wild and Wanton edition of Austen’s classic, Emma
and Mr. Knightley burn up the pages as they give in to their baser
natures. Discover the sexy scenes that readers of Emma
have been imagining between Austen’s lines since 1815.
Excerpt
(Less Spicy)
Mr.
Knightley smiled, and Emma noticed that his lips were distractingly
full. It was the only thought she was capable of before he startled
her by moving from the settee to the chaise to sit beside her. The
movement was slight and one he had often made in the company of
others, but Emma was of a sudden reminded that she and Mr. Knightley
had not been alone together, as decorum and Miss Taylor had dictated,
since Emma was perhaps fourteen. Perhaps decorum was in the right.
The moment they were alone, Emma’s thoughts were running rampant.
Mr.
Knightley leaned toward her slightly, and she unconsciously mirrored
the movement. She could feel his breath on her cheek as he spoke.
“Come,” said he a bit roughly, “you are anxious for a
compliment, so I will tell you that you have improved her. You have
cured her of her school-girl’s giggle; she really does you credit.”
His
words momentarily penetrated her focus on the way his mouth moved as
he talked. She realised he had complimented her. Emma could not
have anticipated the warmth she felt in her cheeks any more than she
could have anticipated his praise. He was not one to throw around
flattery lightly. “Thank you. I should be mortified indeed if I
did not believe I had been of some use; but it is not every body who
will bestow praise where they may. You do not often overpower
me with it.” The last had slipped from her lips unheeded, and Emma
wished the words back again. She could not tell what had driven her
to reveal that thought, and in such a tone as to betray an injury
Emma did not want to admit feeling. Emma could only blame the odd
state of her mind at present. If she were to ever have hope of
keeping her composure for the rest of Mr. Knightley’s visit, she
must keep a tight rein on her thoughts.
Mr.
Knightley gazed at her intently. Those eyes that she now saw had
flecks of green in them had heat swirling within. He was sitting
extraordinarily close. The chaise was small and afforded no ample
space. She could feel the heat of his skin through his breeches and
her skirts. Her gaze dropped to her lap where her hands had fisted
together quite on their own. Oh dear, she thought as she felt her
thoughts slip her control.
Excerpt
(Spicy)
She
was his own Emma, by hand and word.
He
made a noise that seemed to emanate from deep within his chest, and
the light kisses he had been gifting her with continued to travel up
from her wrist to her inner forearm, to the hallow of her elbow at
which point she completely forgot how to breathe.
He
began to talk again, his breath caressing her skin as completely as
his lips had seconds ago. “You have made me a very happy man, my
Emma.” He punctuated the endearment with another kiss to her upper
arm. “I had dared not to hope—” a kiss to her cloth-covered
shoulder “—dared not to dream.”
His
words trailed off as he pressed an open-mouth kiss to her collarbone.
She felt the sweep of something velvety and wet, and her body jolted
as she realised it was his tongue. She heard herself make a noise,
and heard him echo it.
“I
am forgetting myself, dearest,” he said hoarsely into the patch of
damp skin. “Remind me,” he begged. “Remind me of how I should
behave.”
Her
Mr. Knightley, Emma thought with exultation, always so concerned with
how one should behave. Emma was entirely uninterested in proper
behaviour at this moment. “Not yet,” she whispered into his hair,
the scent of the garden and sunshine greeting her as she rested her
cheek against his head. “Please not yet.”
He
groaned and his kisses moved to the hallow of her throat. “Your
wish, my lady.”
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About the Authors
Jane
Austen is one of the most beloved authors of all time. She never
married, and as far as we know, she died a virgin. More’s the
pity.
Micah
Persell is the award-winning author of the paranormal romance series
Operation:
Middle of the Garden.
She holds a bachelor’s degree in English and a double master’s
degree in English pedagogy and literature, and she found particular
delight in driving her professors to madness by imagining the
characters’ salacious untold stories during class discussions of
“serious literature.” She is beyond thrilled that the object of
her professors’ horror is now her profession.
Author
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I absolutely adore the cadence of your writing. The melding of words into a mental description of these two characters as they draw closer. I replay the scene, it turning over and over without the text in front of me. Thank you for sharing Emma.
ReplyDeleteWow, Susan, you made my YEAR! Thank you so much!
ReplyDeletePride & Prejudice is my favorite, but I wish Jane had written a sequel.
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