Kiss Across Time

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Details

EROTIC PARANORMAL ROMANCE

Now available.

ISBN 9781419924712

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Outline

Taylor Yates just got fired from her university for insisting that the 5^th Century British poet and playwright, Inigo Domhnall, existed. When she hears the poet’s lyrics in a death metal song, she engineers a meeting with the dark-eyed, dark-haired lead singer, Brody Gallagher. An unintended kiss sends them spinning back to the poet’s time, when Saxons were pillaging King Arthur’s Britain, and a warrior expects a proper farewell from his woman before he sets off for war.

Brody’s all for kissing her again.  More, he’d like her to try kissing his friend and lover, Veris, just to see what will happen.  His blond, tall, blue-eyed Saxon friend Veris.

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Reviews

The very talented and amazing author Teal Ceagh once again entertains her readers by creating a fascinating, sensual and intriguing story that sweeps them off their feet and into the captivating lives of lovers, Brody, Veris and Taylor whose love knows no time or boundaries. The sinfully appealing journey through time will have the reader riveted to the pages as the author executes a wonderfully unique plot of time travel with paranormal elements that add an even greater twist to the action as well as the characters. The interaction between Taylor, Brody and Veris creates a lively, insightful and poignant relationship that turns into a lifetime of love. In a Kiss Across Time, Ms. Ceagh has created characters that are engaging, unpredictable, outrageously funny and down-right appealing to readers who will steal their hearts. The depth and intensity of their feeling show a solid connection of friendship and love as well as one that sizzles with sexual chemistry and tension between Taylor and her two men. The deliciously sexual play creates some heated scenes that are simply scrumptious!

Teal Ceagh mixes fantasy and reality in this imaginative and romantic story that is sure to stand the test of time!

Sensuality rating: Explicit.

Shannon for The Romance Studio

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I think you’ll be as entertained and affected by the chemistry between the characters as I was. The initial meeting between Taylor and Brody is explosive and adding Veris to the mix equated throwing fuel on a raging fire. The back story of how Brody and Veris came to be friends as well as lovers is touching and poignant.

I truly enjoyed Kiss Across Time. Ms. Ceagh has penned a fast-moving romance that spanned several lifetimes and included a paranormal aspect that was a fun and totally unexpected surprise. For someone who reads as much as I do, this reviewer was thrilled to read the unique twist and that it flowed so well with the rest of this short story. Definitely a well-earned 4.5 cherries.

Honeysuckle for Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews

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This was a great story with wonderful and surprising plot twists. The main characters; Taylor, Brody and Veris are all very likable.

They encounter each other early in the story, and the chemistry between the three is tangible. The time travel aspect adds a fun dimension to the tale.

Intertwined in the time travel are graphic, eloquent and vivid sex scenes that help endear the characters to one another and the reader. The relationship between the three characters develops quickly into one that is very erotic and hot.

This is one of those stories that when it ends, you’ll return to the characters in your mind, and ponder over what the characters might be doing now.

Stacey Krug for Siren Book Reviews

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This was definitely an interesting paranormal erotica book. There was so much in there I wasn’t expecting. The description sounded intriguing, and the characters themselves as presented offered so much more so I wished it wasn’t a novella since the world the writer introduced us to was definitely unique and you do crave to know more about the characters and their lives. So one can only hope she issues two prequels one about each vampire.

The book was steamy, and if you aren’t prepared or one for two males interacting with each other on a sexual level as well as interacting with a female on that same level then I would definitely steer clear of this book. However, if you’re new to that book scene this is a really good book to start out with. There are light overtures that prepare you for the oncoming male/male scene so that you can be in the right head space if you’re new, so that was a really good aspect of this book.

I enjoyed the book for the appeal it offered, it definitely steamed up my glasses while offering a solid story line that left me wanting more only because I’m just that greedy!

Pajama Mommy

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Excerpt

The bathroom door opened and the singer stepped out, wrapping a silky-looking bathrobe around him. He halted when he saw her, his eyes narrowing.

“It was you,” he said flatly.

Her heart squeezed. It was him. Breandán. In the vision, dream, whatever it was that she’d had when this Brody had kissed her. Long hair and everything.

“You even have a scar on your chest,” she said and lifted her hand to touch, just under her own left breast. “Just like Breandán did.”

His eyes widened. “Jesus,” he breathed.

After a second or two he stirred. “I guess I don’t have to ask if you experienced what I did out there, then.”

She licked her lips. “That isn’t…usual, then?”

He gave a low laugh. “God no!” He lifted a hand to her face but hesitated just before he touched it. “May I?”

She appreciated his sensitivity. “Yes.”

His thumb stroked her cheekbone. “Your name is not really Toiréasa, is it?” His voice was low.

She shivered. He’d been there. He’d really been there with her.

“Taylor,” she said.

“I want to kiss you again, Taylor. I want to see what happens this time.”

She focused on his full lips and she remembered him sliding his cock into her. Even though it had been a dream or a vision, or whatever it had been, she recalled it like it had actually happened. She could feel it. Her clit throbbed.

“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Curiously, she believed him. She nodded.

His mouth touched hers hesitantly and she knew there was a pocket of fear in him too. Then his lips grew firmer, more demanding and his tongue thrust into her mouth. She forgot about visions and daydreams and simply enjoyed the kiss. Brody was a damn fine kisser and she hadn’t been kissed in a long, long time. She threw herself into the kiss, letting herself be seduced by its power. She pressed up against him, enjoying the pleasure of simply being held by a man, the scent of a man. She wound her arms about his neck and rubbed herself against him with a soft little moan.

He gasped and lifted his head up, looking at her. “No visions,” he said softly. “But both of us experienced it, the first time.”

“Yes,” she agreed. Then she realized that she was draped against him. Worse, his cock was beating between them, signaling his arousal in the most obvious way.

She tried to stand up but he held her still. “Wait,” he said. “There’s no rush, is there?” His hand was stroking the back of her thigh, making it quiver.

“I have to go home.” She tried to make it sound convincing. But she really wanted to stay right where she was and continue kissing him. She had no idea who he was. She didn’t even know his last name. But she already knew what his cock looked like and what it felt like to fuck him. And if the vision they had shared had any sort of truth in it, he had loved her once.

Before she had been fired two days ago, Taylor had been within half an inch of being a history professor. She hadn’t believed in past lives and all that sort of bullshit. But right now she was willing to grasp it in order to give herself enough justification just to fuck the brains out of this man because kissing him felt so damn good. But that wouldn’t make her feel any better tomorrow morning.

She bit her lip. “I can’t stay,” she said regretfully. “I would love to. I would. But that isn’t a good enough reason.”

Brody held up his hand. “Before you go,” he said. “Would you do me one small favor?”

She stepped away from him. “It depends.”

“I want you to kiss my friend. I want to see if it works on him.”

Taylor laughed. “Why on earth would it?” Then something in Brody’s expression registered on her. “Oh…he’s your lover, isn’t he?”

Brody lifted a brow.

“A very long-term lover,” Taylor concluded with growing wonder. She tilted her head to study him. “What is his name?”

“Most people call me Veris, because they can’t pronounce my real name.”

She whirled around to face the voice.

He was sitting on the arm of the chair where the suit jacket had been a few moments before. Blond hair, blue eyes, six foot two inches of self-assured, very broad-shouldered male.

“You!” She struggled for the name. “Dr. Gerhardsson. You consulted with me last week, about the Domhnall plays.”

“Jesus, you son of a bitch,” Brody said behind her. “You went and did it after all.”

Veris smiled. “I did.”

Brody brushed past Taylor and threw himself into the lounge chair. He looked at Taylor. “You’re a history professor?”

“I nearly was,” she said flatly.

“You don’t look like one,” Brody commented.

“Neither does he,” she said, pointing at Veris. He was wearing leather pants and a sleeveless white cotton overshirt that made the most of the tanned, rounded caps of his shoulders and the bunches of muscles of his arms. Veris crossed his arms over his chest, which just seemed to multiply the amount of tanned muscle on display. His blue eyes twinkled.

Brody seemed more than mildly pissed about Veris’ consultation, which had been utterly professional in nature. Dr. V. Gerhardsson had not indicated by so much as an inch that he even recognized that Taylor was a woman.

Even so, Taylor had been left feeling edgy and weak-kneed after the evening consultation and had fallen into bed and indulged in a rare session of masturbation that featured Gerhardsson and his blue eyes and broad shoulders and various parts of his magnificent anatomy, over and over again.

Brody glared at Veris now. “I can see now why you came home in such a muck-sweat that night…the seventeenth, right?”

Taylor jumped. That was the night.

Veris just shrugged a little. No pride lost there. “I have no objections to kissing the lady now, if that’s what you want.” He smiled a little but his eyes were dancing with merriment.

Brody glared for a moment longer, then gave up. Taylor knew he had tabled the argument for later. He sat forward on the seat and spoke to Veris. “I told you what happened during the concert. I want to see if it happens to you when you kiss Taylor, because of our bond. If it does, then we’re going to have to tell Taylor.”

Veris glanced at Taylor. “And that won’t have tipped her off at all,” he said.

“Like consulting her about the Domhnall plays won’t have?” Brody shot back.

Veris grimaced. “I see your point.” He got to his feet and walked toward her and Taylor knew that the equivalent of a nuclear explosion would have to go off before she would move from the spot.

Veris stopped in front of her. “May I?” he asked. He seemed to tower over her five-foot-six frame, even with her spiked boots.

She thought her knees would give out. “Yes,” she said, her voice hoarse.

He slid his hand around her waist and the other under her hair. This close, his blue eyes were mesmerizing and she could feel her heart thundering. It hurt as it slammed against her chest. She gripped Veris’ shirt almost convulsively, suddenly afraid.

“It’s all right,” he whispered, his lips brushing hers, his breath fanning her. “I have you.”

He kissed her.

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Author’s Note

Kiss Across Time is part of the Poetic Passion series.

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Also of Interest

Kiss Across Time is now available from Ellora’s Cave.

The story is part of the Poetic Passions series.

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