HOLDING ON TO HEAVENErotic Romance/Historical (civil war)
About Holding On To Heaven:NOOK:
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http://amzn.to/v03tFaBrothers in love with the same woman -- one the father to her child, the other her husband. An epic historical spanning two generations.
The Civil War has crumbled a Nation, and the Dakota Sioux are on the warpath. While the blazing fires of revolt ravage the countryside, Lauren and Sage McCain are trapped amid the flames of destiny.
Holding on to Heaven is a story of love between two men and a woman, love between siblings, and love that crosses all boundaries and forges all cultures.
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Biggest Fan - Amazon Reader - Five StarsThis is a wonderfully wriiten story. It has a vast collection of characters that everyone can relate with, from the ones who like love stories to people who prefer the war-time stories. Its just another fine example of how Keta's stories can cover many generations of readers.
Amazon Reader - Lainy 5 starsWhen I picked this book and it was offered as erotic fiction I wasn't too sure what to expect, certainly a lot of sex and not too much else if I am honest. I could not have been more wrong! Yes there are scenes of passion (which some might find graphic) but there is so much more to this story.
The characters are introduced so well you immediately bond with them (you might not like every one of them) but you can identify with them if nothing else. The main character is Lauren and we follow her life from birth to present day and everything it brings with it.
From love and first attraction, to war, murder and depravity. Family reunions, devotion and the heartache and love that goes with it. I read this in one sitting, I did not want to put it down as I was dying to find out what happened to just about every character.
This is my first time reading this author and I will certainly be going back for more. I was entertained, kept on the edge of my seat and really enjoyed just about every aspect of this book. The only draw back for me was when it ended, I wanted it to keep going and I think that is just about the biggest compliment you can get for a story. 5/5 for me.
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WARNING: This excerpt may contain intense and graphic sexual languageSetup: Against her better judgment, Lauren sneaks off to meet Creed in the woods a second time.
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The stars favored Lauren the following afternoon. Aunt Estelle and Uncle Mason left for a visit with Ethan and Ansonia Garrett after the noon meal and wouldn't return until dusk. Lauren had pleaded a lingering headache and rubbed her forehead for effect when her aunt asked her to accompany them.
About to ride from the barn on Adobe, she heard Nelly's voice in the still afternoon air. "Where is ya goin', Miss?"
"Good God, Nelly, you frightened me to death!"
Nelly rocked back on her heels with an impudent smile tracing her lips. "I thought ya done had a headache?"
Anger came quickly. "I don't have to answer to you, but if you must know, I'm going for a ride."
"Uh-huh."
"Now move aside and I'll thank you not to prattle on to Estelle about my comings and goings."
"Ya gonna be sorry takin' up after that Creed Gatlin. He wild as the wind, won't take to a woman who wants to tie 'em down." Nelly's dark brown eyes softened. "Ah jess doan want to see ya with your heart broke."
For a moment, Lauren felt like crying, wanted to jump from the horse, run into Nelly's arms and pour her heart out. Confession was good for the soul, and the fact she had given herself to a man who was leaving made her feel lower than a beetle. The thought of not seeing him again, not telling him goodbye tore at her heart. Her eyes darted about the barn
Nelly stepped aside. "Go on then, but doan say I didn't warn ya."
"What about Aunt Estelle?"
Nelly ran a finger over her lips. "I doan know nothin'."
Lauren dug her heels into Adobe and sped down the long dirt drive. The sun hung low on the western horizon as she rode through the field, down the narrow path, and then came to a halt near the pond. The faint aroma of tobacco drifted around her. He was here, somewhere. All her defenses evaporated when a strong arm pulled her from the saddle and drew her against a hard chest. His mouth devoured hers. Exquisite torture. His lips moved languidly across hers. She threw her arms around his neck, tangled her fingers in his long hair and hung suspended in a delirious state of heat and desire. Like the day before, an aching warmth spread through her body, scattered to every limb and down her spine. His kiss deepened and she felt only the need to have him inside her again.
Creed gave a muffled groan, backed her against a tree and tugged on her shirt. "Please don't tear my blouse again."
He didn't, but rather unbuttoned it slowly and pushed it from her shoulders, his hot eyes burning into hers. She felt the hard bark against her skin when he slid the pants from her hips. She moved restlessly against him, the wildness in her blood flowing like liquid fire. He hadn't spoken a word, and consumed with lust, she couldn't seem to find her tongue again.
He laid siege to her body, his hands caressing every inch of her skin as though he couldn't get enough. Vaguely aware of sliding down the length of the rough trunk, he urged her to the ground and slid between her legs. Breathing heavy, he stopped for a moment and stripped off his shirt and next his trousers. The prickle of thick, black hair on her breasts aroused her, causing whatever sanity remained to flee like the wind.
Creed was right when he said this unspoken passion between them was inevitable from the moment they'd laid eyes on one another. She had known it, but unlike him, couldn't bring herself to admit it. Now she lay beneath him, writhing under the touch of his hands on her breasts and a private place no one spoke of in public.
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