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The Stranger [The Diary of Lillian Manchester Book 1]
by Adrianna Dane
Category: Erotica/Historical Fiction
Description: The post-Civil War west brings Slade McCord, a haunted, scarred man, brutally betrayed by love and almost destroyed by life, to the wild Arizona Territory on a mission. Lillian Manchester, the sheltered daughter of a rancher, yearns for adventure and dreams of the love and companionship of a strong man--the only one that can tame her restless, wildfire heart. Like a fresh breeze across the arid desert, Lillian's indomitable spirt and zest for living breathe renewed life into the shell of the man, and Slade is seduced by his desire for the fiery, sensual beauty of a desert flower meant for him alone. Can he break free of the chains that bind him to the past to accept what Lillian offers? Or should he ride away and forget he was ever offered a second chance to live...and love?
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2004
eBookwise Release Date: July 2005
 
10 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [109 KB]
Words: 25381
Reading time: 72-101 min.
"4/5 Stars, Heat Level: "0rgasmic"....Ms. Dane starts out a new series with a hot steamy short story...Slade and Lilly come together and it is lucky there is a heavy rain because they would start a wildfire, barn fire and a fire in my bedroom. This fantastic short story will not disappoint!"--Julie Esparza, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
4 Cups!...Adrianna Dane is so vivid in her descriptions that you can see the sunsets and hear the wind. Her love scenes could be found in the romance novels in all the bookstores and supermarkets--if we were so lucky. Ms. Dane is a superb writer. She snares your interest, keeps it until the end, and then some...I know it will be researched thoroughly and be full of fascinating tidbits..."--Brenda McCoy, Coffee Time Romance 4 1/2 Hearts!...A well-written, exciting start to Ms. Dane's series. This story is short, but don't worry, Ms. Dane never skimps on anything. Her plot and characters are vibrant and well developed...While the ending feels complete and satisfying, it definitely leaves you hungry for the next story in this series. I highly recommend this quick, red-hot read..."--Renee Burnette, The Romance Studio "...A heartwarming and wonderfully sensual story. Ms. Dane keeps you delightfully enchanted until the last page, I encourage everyone to read this entertaining story."--Nadine St. Denis, Romance Junkies "5 Angels!...A wonderful story of a lonely man that finds a woman that so intrigues him that he cannot turn away from her no matter what he does...Adrianna Dane really knows how to bring her characters to life..."--Briana, Fallen Angel Reviews
Roughly, Slade turned her to face the wall, pushing her forward, he yanked her skirts up, and her drawers down, ripping them in the process. She stood submissively, her hands flat against the wall, breathing fast in anticipation. Hard hands at her waist lifted her, and she felt his thick shaft at her entrance. Lilly inhaled sharply at his abrupt thrust as he impaled her, driving deep. There was no pain, she was slick with arousal, ready for him, and felt his forceful possession of her all the way to her soul. A pleasurable pain erupted through her entire body. She felt like a sparkler lit on the fourth of July, bursting with fire, as she met his savage, deep thrusts willingly. "Jesus, woman, why do you do it?" he groaned against her neck, his thrusts halted with him fully buried inside her. He nibbled at her sensitive neck, grazed his teeth along her exposed shoulder and she whimpered with desire. "Damn you, Lilly, damn you for making me feel. Damn you for making me want you, need you the way I do." She could only gasp in response. The feel of his thick shaft filling her so completely sent her spiraling upward into a cataclysm of passionate lust and a craving so deep her very womb throbbed with its pulsing need. He conquered her with his touch, his demands, his scent--nothing else mattered, except this driving need to be consumed by him. Lilly arched back and animal cries, whimpers of need for completion, erupted from her throat.
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