Sometimes fact is stranger than fiction.
No spoilers, but Resurrection just
screamed at me to be written and as the story unfolds in there are some amazing
twists in the tale, extraordinary events which really did happen and will never
be repeated. Add in the romance of time travel, not to mention an über-sexy
vampire and five hundred years of English history and there is a fabulous story
to be told. I loved writing it, I hope readers enjoy Resurrection as much as I have.
The past is only a heartbeat away...
Blurb
Right from the start she knew it wasn't about love.
As the youngest daughter of a wealthy family in medieval
England, Lady Jane of Acton has been betrothed to Gerard Twyfford, the son of
the Earl of Roseworth, since she was a baby. A dynastic marriage such as theirs
is about power and property, not love but even so Jane desperately yearns for
her husband's approval. But Gerard’s rare visits to her bed are for the sole
purpose of producing an heir, and she’s even failed at that. How can Jane win
Gerard over when she cannot even be the wife he needs her to be?
Would one last chance be enough? Could he make things
right, even now?
Ged Twyfford doesn't know what he's missing in life. A
powerful vampire, he’s lived for close to six hundred years and seen a lot
during his time but his past still haunts him. On a whim, he purchases
Roseworth castle, the keep he used to rule as lord. Mostly in ruins now,
Roseworth is a shell of what it was when he was still a mortal but Ged is
determined to make it his home again. Maybe this is what he's been missing,
maybe he needs a place to belong at last.
When a woman emerges from the lake beside his castle,
looking and sounding a lot like the wife he lost over five centuries ago, Ged
assumes she's a witch out to dupe him. But what if she is who she claims to be? Ged finally realizes just what he had, and
just how precious to him was the wife he betrayed all those hundreds of years
ago.
Do they really have a second chance or is it just too
late to start over?
EXCERPT 3 (18+)
"Over my knee, Janey."
His tone had softened, and the intimate use of
her name gave her pause. Her husband rarely even spoke to her outside of formal
settings, let alone would he utter any endearment. His expression did not
suggest mockery, though she could not name the unfamiliar expression which
lurked in his sapphire eyes. With a dejected sob Jane prostrated herself across
his lap. Her waist-length plait trailed on the rug beside the bed and she
grasped at her husband's leather boot for support, convinced she would
overbalance and tumble to the flagged floor.
"Your shift, Jane."
"I, I cannot reach. Could you not
just—"
"Spanking requires a bare bottom, Janey.
You can reach, and I wish you to bare your buttocks for me now."
There was no alternative, no avoiding this. Jane
stretched her hand behind her to grab the hem of her garment and pulled it up.
She was oddly grateful that her husband steadied her with his arm to prevent
any danger of her falling as she did the same with the other side.
"Is that high enough, my lord?"
"Almost. Pull it right above your waist. I
wish to see all of your sweet derrière for this as I intend to turn the whole
of it a glorious shade of crimson."
Jane sobbed as she complied, uncertain whether
her tears were due to fear of what was about to happen to her or humiliation at
this treatment. Her husband might be cold and neglectful, but he had always
treated her with the utmost courtesy. Until now.
At this moment she longed for him to neglect
her.
"Good. You may scream and shriek all you
like, but you will not kick or struggle or otherwise seek to avoid your punishment.
I will tell you when we are finished here and you may get up, but until then
you will remain exactly where you are with your bottom nice and high. Do you
understand?"
"I cannot. You will hurt me..."
"I will. I intend to hurt you because I am
about to teach you a lesson you will not easily forget. I hope such occurrences
will be rare between us, my lady, but be under no illusion. I will make my point and disobedience will
earn you a bared and spanked bottom. So, you will be still, yes?"
"I will try, my lord." Jane did not
think for one moment she would succeed.
"You will do as I say, or we will continue
here until you do. You have a gorgeous arse, my sweet little wife, and I
already intend you not to wish to sit on it for several days. I recommend you
make every effort not to provoke me further."
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About Ashe Barker
USA Today Bestselling
author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of
genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay
romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories
feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink
abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut
lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and
her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.
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