As a side note, I received a few emails from readers who were confused because the promotional chapter from Wicked Burn got put right beneath the last chapter of Because You Are Mine. There isn’t anything missing, it’s just that the formatting appears to be screwed up in some readers, and it’s confusing people. If it appears this way on your reader, I apologize. I have a note in to my editor. Please be assured that you have the entire chapters of Because You Are Mine. It ends with Ian walking away. They are at the hotel.
As I’ve said in various interviews, I wanted Because You Are Mine to have that edgy, addictive, D/s sexuality, but I also wanted to have really romantic moments, a getaway to Paris, a spontaneous concert shared in the park…lunch at a Parisian sidewalk cafe. Here’s a sneak peek into Tuesday’s upcoming installment of Because You Are Mine Part V: Because I Said So.
Excerpt: Part V
Francesca had to keep repeatedly reminding herself that it was a purely sexual agreement she had with Ian, because in truth, she couldn’t have imagined a more romantic day in her life. At her request, they left Jacob to his own devices and walked the streets of Paris, Francesca experiencing a ridiculous amount of excitement and euphoria at the sensation of her hand enfolded in Ian’s, frequently glancing sideways to assure herself that she really was being escorted around the most romantic city in the world by the most appealing, compelling man she’d ever seen.
“I’m starving,” she said honestly after their brief and enjoyable tour of the Musée d’Art Moderne, where she’d continued to be amazed by the depth of his artistic knowledge and innate taste. He’d been the ideal companion—considerate of her desires for what she wanted to view, interested in what she had to say, revealing more of his dry, sharp wit and sense of humor than he ever had before with her. “Can we eat here?” she asked, pointing at the attractive little sidewalk bistro they passed on Rue Goethe with outdoor seating.
“Lin has arranged a private table for us at Le Cinq,” Ian said, referring to the ultraexclusive, pricey restaurant in their hotel.
“Lin Soong,” she mused, watching a couple seated at a nearby table, the woman picking at her food idly with her fingers while she laughed at something her companion had said. “She’s extremely efficient at planning things, isn’t she?”
“The best. That’s why I employ her,” he said crisply before he gave her a sideways glance. She looked at him in surprise a moment later when he paused before the entrance to the little bistro and waved his hand to enter, his expression one of subdued amusement.
“Really?” she asked excitedly.
“Certainly. Even I can be spontaneous once in a while. In very small measures, anyway,” he added drolly.
“Will miracles never cease?” she teased. He blinked, looking slightly surprised, when she went up on her toes and kissed him on the mouth before they sat at one of the outdoor tables.
I’d like to thank you for supporting my writing career and buying/reading my books. Because of you, I got a call from my editor last night informing me that Because You Are Mine had hit the New York Times Bestseller list for eBooks, and also the USA Today bestseller list. I am humbled and immensely grateful. I’ll remember that moment for the rest of my life, and know it couldn’t have happened without your support.
Get ready. Because You Must Learn is a real sizzler, and it’s available now!
National bestselling author Beth Kery reveals a lover’s secrets—and more—as Because You Are Mine continues…
From a luxury private jet to a daring tryst in a public museum to the intimacy of a luxury hotel, Ian and Francesca come together wherever the spark is ignited. But when Francesca disappears for a morning alone, she discovers an unexpected new shade to Ian’s character. Is it anger, jealousy, or something else entirely?
Stunned by the degree of Ian’s reaction, Francesca wonders why his whole life is ruled by discipline, order, and restraint. Only during passion does he show her the captivating depths of his soul. She’s willing to submit to desire, but having every move controlled is something she can never accept. Then Francesca begins to discover what it is that makes a man like Ian do the things he does…
Mad Men, Pan Am, and vintage chic…retro is in! Let’s take a trip to the not-so-distant past, gentle reader, before big box stores, when books were a luxury item for the average household and, in the pre-Internet, pre-automobile era, cumbersome and expensive for publishers to distribute widely. Back then authors faced a challenge similar to today: how do I reach new markets and entice readers to buy my books?
Writers including Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Charles Dickens, Henry James, Leo Tolstoy, Gustave Flaubert, and Harriet Beecher Stowe found an answer: their work appeared in magazines such as The Strand, Atlantic Monthly, Harpers, and the Saturday Evening Post in serialized format. The practice was so common that authors often structured their work into magazine-length chunks, and so coveted as a way to build readership that only the best authors had their works serialized first.
Readers benefited, too. Families would gather to read the latest installment aloud, rationing out the monthly pages, savoring the plot and character development, eagerly anticipating the resolution of an existing plot problem and the inevitable cliffhanger building suspense for the next month, until the work came to an end. Novel-length stories were few and far between so the ones available in any format were coveted, savored, chewed over, shared between households. They became part of communal living.
When I first heard Because You Are Mine was coming out in serial format from Berkley’s Intermix line, my first thought was how cool. I love anticipation. I love to savor a slow reveal, waiting for the next delicious thing to maybe-just-sort-of-happen-oh-yes-it-just-did. My favorite story from Suzanne Brockmann is Gone Too Far, the resolution of Sam and Alyssa’s passionate, turbulent romance, but I really loved the torture she put them through in the previous five books. The scene where Sam tells Alyssa he’s knocked up the SEAL-groupie still lives in my memory, him in a t-shirt and jeans because when he got the news he got on a plane still dirty from working on his car, her all dressed up for a night out with him…a night that won’t happen. Talk about a cliffhanger!
I just finished a major backlist glom of Karin Slaughter’s intertwined series (Grant County/Will Trent), and one of the things I loved about the books was how I grew to care about the characters and wanted to know what happened next. These are thrillers, so unlike a romance novel where the main characters’ love story is settled at the end of the book, we literally have to read the next book to find out what happens to them. I kept buying books because I had to know how the characters’ lives turned out, even knowing characters I care about will die. I’m committed. I’m involved.
We’ve gotten a little bit jaded about getting stuff Right Now. I freely admit I was grateful for the interwebs, free wifi, and my Kindle when I had to have a Karin Slaughter book for the day-long trip home from Canada. But I kind of miss the days (or years) when I’d finish one author’s book and realize I had a long, long wait for the next one. I’d recommend the book just to have someone to talk to about it, and I feel like the characters lived on longer in my memory because they were harder to come by. Now I tend to finish one book and immediately start the next.
But not the Because You Are Mine series. For the next few weeks I have to wait, and even a mere week between each release makes me a little nostalgic. Not even knowing there will be a HEA stops me from immersing myself in great characters, a compelling plot, and that nagging little question of how they’ll get from sparks to HEA. I know I’m hooked but good when I want to grab someone and say, “Did you read this? No? I’ll gift you a copy so you can read it!”
Anticipation is retro-cool, and unlike earlier readers, you only have to wait a week for the next installment. So grab a copy and settle in. Read slowly, savor the way the heat and relationship build, the way they explore each other and themselves to earn their HEA.
Good things come to those who wait. 😉
After doing time at Fortune 500 companies on both coasts, Anne landed in a flyover state, where she traded business casual for yoga pants and decided to write down all the lively story ideas that got her through years of monotonous corporate meetings. Her first book, LIBERATING LACEY won the EPIC Award for Best Contemporary Erotic Romance. Her story WHAT SHE NEEDS was chosen for Smart Bitch Sarah’s Sizzling Book Club. Anne holds a BA in History and English, and an MA in American Studies from Columbia University. When she’s not writing her hobbies include reading, knitting, and yoga. She lives in the Midwest with her family and singlehandedly supports her local Starbucks.
Thanks to Anne for stopping by my blog! Please leave her a comment relevant to her post to qualify for a giveaway! In honor of Anne’s visit, I’ll gift an ebook copy of BOTH winner’s choice of an installment of an already released BECAUSE YOU ARE MINE part AND winner’s choice of a one of Anne’s backlist, which you can find here!
Part III of Because You Are Mine: Because You Haunt me releases today. I’ve said elsewhere that Because is a super sexy Cinderella-type story. This part especially reminds me of that, as Ian sweeps away Francesca to Paris on his private jet. My favorite line in this Part is said my Ian when they board the plane and he asks her to take off her clothes before she rests and while he works.
“I’d like to know you’re available to me.”
What are the mysteries of attraction? They’re about to be explored as national bestselling author Beth Kery’s Because You Are Mine continues, drawing two lovers closer and closer…
Knowing just how innocent Francesca is, Ian finds himself struggling with whether or not to pursue her. But he has to have her. Because when it comes to this particular obsession, desire trumps all caution.
Unnerved by her own longings, Francesca avoids Ian until he confronts her with a tantalizing proposition: a purely physical relationship—her reward, alluring, forbidden pleasure. It may be a mistake, but her need for Ian can’t be denied. Suddenly she’s swept away to Paris, overwhelmed by the beauty of the city, by the irresistible man at her side, Francesca abandons all reservations, and finally opens herself up to the man who has haunted her fantasies.
Like Francesca, Part III is now available. 🙂
I get a lot of notes from readers about the topic of virgin heroines in my books. Because people don’t typically take the time to write the author about a book unless they have some pretty strong feelings about it, the notes I receive are typically of the ‘love’ or ‘hate” variety on the topic.
First, I’ll talk about the readers who are horrified and offended by the virgin heroine in a contemporary romance. Even though I do sometimes (but certainly not always) write the trope, I do understand where these readers are coming from. It’s the year 2012. How realistic is it in an adult romance that a grown woman is still a virgin?
What’s more, how appealing is it? the concept hearkens back to dark days for women–time periods where a female’s value was largely tied into concepts like purity, innocence and motherhood. Her body was not her own, to be experienced and enjoyed, but the property of a male dominated society, meant to be bartered, to provide pleasure and to procreate. If a woman broke the social code and had sex before marriage–don’t even think about if she liked it–she was ostracized and marginalized. Of course, many cultures still exist in the world with this patriarchal viewpoint, and I would say definite threads still exist in western society today. The romance novels of the past clearly reflected this restrictive moral expectation. As women have begun to make their way in society and find their power–including owning their sexuality– the idea of continuing with the trope of the romance heroine virgin seems not only old-fashioned and unappealing, but abhorrent to some.
But wait. Isn’t this way of looking at the ‘virgin’ all from the male-dominated point of view? The virgin in a romance novel is seen as sneer-worthy because the author is perpetuating those old, restrictive codes? But what if we, as women romance readers, could put on a new pair of glasses to take back the concept of the virgin? What if WE took ownership of the concept, just as we should take ownership of our bodies and our sexuality? The virgin can be ‘our’ thing. We were all virgins once, and the virgin-state-of-mind continues inside of us until our dying day. It’s a female archetype, just as are those of the mother and the crone (See, among others, The White Goddess, by Graves). Can’t we don the symbolic attributes of the virgin, if we so choose, for the short period of time allotted to us between juggling careers, partners, children and family politics? We get to be kick-ass heroines through our reading, we get to be witches and redeemed outcasts and crime-solvers and savvy, accomplished businesswomen.
But not a virgin?
Is the old-guard, restrictive, male-dominated frame of mind really going to tell us it’s not okay to also choose to be a sexual innocent, a virgin? Have we internalized the idea and turned it against ourselves? Yes, I think so, to some extent. We really shouldn’t let anyone decide what the virgin means to us. We should decide for ourselves.
We should claim it.
Here are some of the things I love about writing and reading a virgin–yes, even in an erotic romance.
It’s such a paradox of life that we can’t see or sense our youthful power when we have it. It’s only until later in life when we observe youth that we begin to realize how wonderful it all was–seeing the world through fresh eyes, possessing health and beauty, the world lying before us like a vaguely anxiety provoking, totally exciting adventure ride. When we see the through the virgin’s eyes, we not only get to experience that newness again, we have the added benefit. Now we can appreciate all these things for a standpoint of a bit (or a lot) more maturity. Maybe the virginal heroine doesn’t recognize her power and vibrancy, but we as the reader do.
The virgin potentially has a gift to give, even if she isn’t aware of it. Her powerful innocence triggers something in other characters…something that will allow them to transform. She isn’t the blank slate, waiting to be written on. Instead, she’s a catalyst for other character’s healing and growth. I love to see how the experienced alpha male interacts with her virgin energy, how he re-thinks himself and his motivations, how he re-positions himself in order to earn her love.
Lastly, for the most part, most of us weren’t first made love to by a virile, handsome and masterful alpha male. What woman wouldn’t want to fantasize about it being the most memorable, sexually fulfilling experience for that first time? In a book, those lucky ones who had the experience can re-live it. And for those of us who didn’t, we can live the experience through the virginal heroine.
What are your thoughts about the virgin-heroine in contemporary romance?
Exposed to You just received an updated face. What do you think?
Losing control is just the beginning…
“What would you do if the sexiest man in the world was bent on bringing you unbearable pleasure again and again? Joy Hightower wasn’t sure she could survive the experience…or live without it.”
It’s not often you’re hired to paint a body tattoo—and what a body—on a total stranger at a Hollywood film set. A reserved and careful art teacher, Joy would never forget it. In a rare fit of raw desire she gave herself completely, knowing she’d never see him again, or ever repeat such a shameless, naked impulse.
Little did she know, the man with whom she shared that lightning bolt of lust was star Everett Hughes. For Everett, women and sex came as easily as fame. But how could he hope to convince the guarded Joy that beneath the hard body and sexy façade of celebrity was a real man who wanted only one, real woman?
In the heat of an intoxicating affair, Everett endeavors to break down her barriers, gain her trust, and expose himself as the real deal. But can Joy do the same, and reveal to him the vulnerable woman who longs to be loved, wanted, and desired forever?
The red-hot romance between Ian and Francesca was ignited in Because You Are Mine Part I—that which comes with the first look, the first caress. Now comes the first act of defiance that takes them one step further into forbidden desire.
A heated argument between Francesca and Ian leaves the impetuous young woman alone again, and free to do whatever she chooses, and with whomever she desires. She’s not about to answer to any one man—especially Ian. Until he catches her. As he takes her to his penthouse, the tension is incendiary. One thing is clear for both of them. Francesca must be punished.
Outraged and unbearably excited, the naïve Francesca loses whatever control she had. After all, Ian is too dominant a man to fight off. She did disobey him. She does deserve it. Francesca just never realized how much she wanted it. But when Ian discovers how naïve Francesca really is, he wonders if taking advantage of such innocence is going too far, even for him.
Because You Are Mine Part II: Because I Could Not Resist releases Tuesday, August 7!