TRYST was released on Kindle and Nook!

Happy weekend!  TRYST was ready a day early!  Go get it!

Description:

Warning: This novel contains sexually explicit content.

Ashley let the love of her life slip between her fingers because she couldn’t accept what Michael so plainly saw–someone who needed more than vanilla sex. It drove a rift between them, forcing them to part without another word. Tonight he’s sitting across from her, years later, and she finally knows who she is–what she wants and needs. Michael’s the one who got away, and she won’t lose him again.

Ella Steele is known for her erotic romance novels, which balance lust and love in unforgettable stories. With this erotic short story her ability to tease, arouse, and describe incredibly erotic acts is on full display.

TRYST is 9,997 words or about 50 pages.

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Remember that Ella Steele books are for adults and that the short stories lean more toward lust/erotica, and the full length novels lean harder toward love/ romance.  The next full length novel is similar to SCANDALOUS (just in case TRYST shocks your socks off).

For more info on Ella Steele, new releases, and books check out her new website: http://sexyawesomebooks.com  Have an awesome weekend!!!!

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Sneak Peek of TRYST by Ella Steele (A Short Erotic Romance Book)

erotic romance, bdsm short story, erotica, romantica, short sexy storyHere’s a free sneak peek at TRYST!  Enjoy!

A black skirt is draped over my knees; a shiny cello rests in between.  My dark hair is pulled away from my face into a tight chignon at the base of my neck.  Pressing firmly on the metal strings, my fingers glide over the ebony fingerboard.  My wrist glides my bow across the cello.  It makes a melancholy sound that feels like it’s being torn from my heart and projected through the wood.  My stomach is twisting over and over again.  I know this music by heart.  I know my part.  I know what to expect from the orchestra playing in the shadows of the stage that surround me.  But him.  He’s not supposed to be here.

I swallow hard, glancing up at him when he isn’t looking.  His has dark hair falls into his eyes as he plays.  That violin—the one I remember—it’s pressed to his neck, leaning softly against his broad shoulder.  He looks too rugged to be playing such a delicate instrument.  I’d always thought so, but he plays like his muse lives within the wood of that violin. His bright blue eyes are closed as he sways to the music.

Suddenly, I catch him glancing at me from over his music stand. Golden light spills over his face highlighting the angles of his cheeks. He looks from under those dark lashes with those piercing eyes, and I can’t breathe.  I’m caught in his snare.  He peers over the top of his violin at me as he plays.  The conductor stands between us swaying his arms, prompting the other musicians, keeping us in sync with the people on the stage.

Continuing to slide my bow across the strings, I play.  Every second that ticks by feels like eternity.  I think about what I’ll say to him after work is done, after we’ve packed our instruments into their black cases.  Courage locks my eyes with his.  Our gazes burn in the shadows of the stage, our eyes speak words neither of us has the courage to say—words that have gone unspoken too long.  If I could take everything back, I would.  If there was a way to start over, to show him how much I missed him, I’d take it.  My heart races faster. I slide my fingers slowly over the neck of my cello.  Each note plays like a gentle caress, and I wish that I could touch him so softly one last time.

Subtle stubble lines his cheeks.  As we play, his eyes remain locked on mine.  Regret pours through my heart and pumps through my body.  Although I’m surrounded by music, I don’t hear it.  Instead, I hear our last words—the exasperation in his voice.  The sharp pain shoots through me again, but it’s dulled by time and remorse.

I had let him leave.  I had let him walk away without an explanation.  Without a word.

The conductor turns toward my section, prompting us with a wave of his hand to play louder.  I break our gaze and feel the pit of my stomach sink, and play as I’m commanded.  The music floods my soul and spreads through every inch of me.  My body rocks gently as I grip the cello tighter with my knees, holding it in place.  My fingers dance down the fingerboard in long slow strokes, rocking to make the sound resonate.  It spreads to the people sitting in their seats who are diligently watching the actors on the stage above us.

I concentrate, trying to force him out of my mind, trying to push out the sound of his voice and the memories of his laughter.  I play on and he doesn’t look up at me again.  We’re two people that are so close together, but we are still so far apart.  It feels like someone is squeezing my heart.  My body flushes and heat snakes up from deep within my belly.  It tastes bitter, like so many things needlessly lost.  That’s what he is.  That is what he represents—everything that could have been—the life I threw away when I let him go.

I can’t stand it anymore.  For the past three years, I’ve been living my life in ‘what-if’ mode, wondering.  I’m always wondering what if I did this differently, what if I kissed him, what if I told him what I wanted?  What if…?  I asked myself these questions until there were no questions left to ask.  The answer was always the same—I’ll never know—not unless he crosses my path again.

Swallowing hard, I look up at him.  His eyes are lowered, sliding across the music on the stand in front of him.  Michael crossed my path again.  It was fate, luck, or destiny—whatever you want to call it, it meant the same thing—it meant I was given a second chance.  Hope filled my chest, as I realized what I wanted to do.  As soon as this show is over, I’m going to talk to him.  At the very least, I want to see that he’s all right, but my stomach twists hoping for more, hoping that he still feels something for me.

After the last note is played, I feel a rush wash over me.  I’m nervous.  My body shakes when we are dismissed. Rising, I take my cello backstage and pack it up.  Michael is behind me.  I feel his eyes on my back.  I take a deep breath and place my cello in the case, and stow my bow.  Pressing my lips together anxiously, I turn around.  The small space is crammed full of people wearing black and white, putting away shiny instruments, but Michael isn’t there.  He’s gone.  My gaze falls to the floor as all the hope drains from my body.  Throwing the strap across my shoulder, I lift my case and walk out of the theatre and down the street into the balmy night.

It’s hotter than usual.  Tugging the cello home tonight ensures I’ll be covered in sweat.  I unbutton my collar revealing a choker and delicate silver chains that disappear beneath.  I think back to the last time I saw him and realize that I’m not the same girl anymore.  He saw it in me, but I denied it.  I thought I had to be something else—someone else.  I didn’t understand then, but I do now.

Dread fills my legs, making them feel like lead.  I walk slowly, shouldering my way between people on the sidewalks.  I feel eyes on me, but when I turn to look I don’t see who it was.  There are always people in the city.  It doesn’t matter what time it is.  I run my hand over my neck, smoothing my skin.  Ignoring the sensation, I walk on.   Neon signs blaze around me in a kaleidoscope of color, blinking reds, greens, and blues on my pale skin.  My face is a blank mask.  I look at everyone, and see no one.  I just want to go home, but I’m so hungry.

My feet slow as I walk past a deli.  At the last second I turn and head back for the door, nearly knocking a few people over in the process.  My cello case is clutched to my shoulder like a purse.  I pull it closer to my body to avoid giving someone a concussion.  I push through the door and get on line.  As I’m scanning the menu, thinking about what to order, I feel that tickle on the back of my neck again.  My hand flies to the spot and I turn slowly.

When our eyes meet, my breath catches in my throat.

“Ashley,” he breathes.  Michael is standing behind me, his blue eyes pinning me in place.

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RELEASE DATE: JULY 13, 2012 (ebook format only)

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Cover Reveal: TRYST by Ella Steele (A Short Erotic Romance Novella)

TRYST by Ella Steele (A Short Erotic Romance Novella) is scheduled to be released this weekend.  It’s a little bit hotter than SCANDALOUS.  It makes me blush just saying that I wrote it.  Seriously.  I thought about using another pen name and not telling you all I wrote it.  Then I thought, you guys liked my other stuff, and were good with me cranking up the hotness, so, I thought, what the hell.  I’ll try it.  If you like it, totally let me know.  Writing romance/ romantica makes me blush.  Hope it does the same for you, cuz it’s gonna be a hot July!

TRYST will be released July 15, 2012.

The full length Ella Steele romantica novel will be released by the end of the month.  Sorry the dates aren’t more concrete.  I wasn’t sure I was going to write more of this genre, but I had a couple of ideas and my editors liked them, so here we are.  :o)

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A New Ella Steele Novel and Mini Romance

Just taking a second to let you know that a new Ella Steele romance novel and mini romance will be coming out this month!  Wahoo!

Working title for the novel is DECEPTION (although I expect it to change).

The mini romance is called TRYST.  Keep your eyes peeled for cover reveals and release dates.

***BOTH romance books will be released in July***  

People have asked if either carry on with the SCANDALOUS story line between Jack and Abby.  The answer is no, but for those of you who can’t get enough, there will be a Jack & Abby mini released later this year.  These new romance titles have similar characters, so if you liked SCANDALOUS, you’ll like these.

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Thank you so much to everyone who read SCANDALOUS and gave me feedback via reviews!  You guys are awesome.  Keep a look out for more summer giveaways.  It’s gonna be a hot July!

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SCANDALOUS by Ella Steele Review: 5 STARS 100/100 (I fricken got 100%!!!!)

OMG – U guys r gonna make me cry! The reviews for SCANDALOUS have been so phenomenal. I can’t thank you enough for trying something new with me!

Here’s the latest review by Reese:

5 STARS 100/100 (I fricken got 100%!!!!) 

Synopsis: Millionaire Jack Gray earned his fortune creating erotic art for a discerning clientele. He doesn’t use a brush to depict these hauntingly beautiful portraits–he uses bare skin. A sterling reputation is the only thing standing between Jack and poverty as he skirts the thin line between fine art and cheap sensationalism. To ensure that his character remains beyond reproach, an assistant observes his sessions.

While interviewing for a new assistant, Jack hears her voice–Abby Tyndale–the girl who got away. The last time Jack saw her was over a decade ago. After years of romantic tension she had nearly kissed him, but then disappeared without a trace. He hasn’t seen her since. Until now. When he learns that his lost love joined the clergy after she fled to West Texas, his heart sinks. She’s forbidden, forever set apart by her vows.

Jack’s life quickly spins out of control as Abby grows closer to him, and worsens when his client list is stolen. The financial blow alone is damning, but it’s the scandal brewing beneath the surface that he fears the most. Jack and Abby’s livelihoods rely on their reputations. A single scandal will destroy them both. While fearing a contrived scandal, they have courted a very real one as their romance reignites.

This erotic romance is an addictive tease that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

This romance novel is by bestselling author H.M. Ward under the pen name Ella Steele.

Review:

I wasn’t sure what to expect from H.M. Wards novel Scandalous before I read it. I loved the cover, just like all her others, was completely stunning. While reading I honestly could not put this story down. Scandalous follows the life of Abby Tyndale who finds herself back in New York after a mishap with her congregation down in Texas.

This book was nothing like I expected. It was completely original, and breathe taking, and just over all like any of H.M. Wards books, mold breaking.

I originally thought you that they would meet, lots of sexual tension, and then in then end they would be together. And honestly if you’re looking for that, don’t read Scandalous. This book was nothing like I expected.

I loved everything about this novel. The characters, the plot, the art….Oh the art!!! In my mind all I could see was provocative, bold, colorful canvases. Such amazing description, I honestly wish from the deepest depths of my soul that I could see one of these amazing works of are that Jonathan/ Jack Gray created. The art in my mind is so stunning I can only imagine what H.M. Ward was imagining while she wrote this story up.

Characters

Abby Tyndale was the perfect character. Seriously I loved her. She’s an amazingly strong character. Never giving up on what she wants. She knew exactly what she wanted, and although sometimes she doubted, she knew who she was and never backed down. She was shy, and was always blushing which was so cute. Honestly, even though she had flaws, that’s what made her even more likeable.

Jack Gray was the perfect male character. Naughty, professional,drop dead GORGEOUS!!! And amazingly talented. I loved reading about what he did with the paintings and the models. I had to start fanning myself when reading about how he moved his artistic ways into the “bedroom.” Honestly they were the perfect couple. Both seeing what the other needed and wanted.
Kate was amazing. She’s the best kind of friend. Honest, even when you don’t want to hear the truth. She was incredibly funny, and so mom like, yet friend at the same time. Completely hilarious.

Oh and on the sexual tension level I have two words: Nipple clamps. Seriously, I loved how the sexual tension was so perfect and not over the top. In all honesty I was a little scared for a while that they would never get together, and when they did, I was doing a serious happy dance around the entire planet.

The twist towards the end of the book, and yes of coarse there’s a twist…you sillies, I never saw that coming. I was completely appalled! Seriously H.M. Ward knows how to throw an extremely heart wrenching twist you’d never see coming into every novel and Scandalous was no exception!!!

Favorite Quote:

“You suck, you know that?” I laughed, cringing as I felt sand in places they shouldn’t be. “I’m full of sand. All my clothes could be from Sandcastles-R-Us.”

He straighted, “Is that so?”

“Which one? The sucking or the sand?” I laughed. I couldn’t stop. I hadn’t laughed so hard in forever. My sides felt like they were going to split open. Before I knew it, Jack was leaning down, reaching for me. I laughed, swatting, swatting him away, not realizing what he was doing. He managed to get a hold of my wrist and my thigh. He swung me up over his shoulders while I kicked and screamed.

Jack began to wade into the water, as I pulled his hair trying to stop him. “The sucking or the sand,” he murmured, still laughing as he went into the water deeper.”

(I seriously had a extremely hard time picking just one quote but I did it! I love this quote because it’s so cute, and just made me laugh. Reading about how perfect they were together was in little cute moments like these and I enjoyed this one mostest.)

Okay so if you missed it somewhere in my review I’ll spell it out: YOU NEED TO READ THIS BOOK!!! ASAP!!!

Rating: 100/5(5/5)

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Don’t miss the giveaways for June 2012.  SCANDALOUS is one of the signed books you can win.  Details are listed on this post.  Thank you so much!!!!

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Woooh! Is It Hot In Here? Get SCANDALOUS by Ella Steele for 99 cents!

SCANDALOUS by Ella Steele is on sale for only 99 cents for the next 24 hours!  For less than $1, you can read the steamy romance, swoon over Jack, and route for Abby.  It’s the perfect beach read!

This won’t be 99 cents for long.  Grab it now and tell me what you think.

SCANDALOUS was just named in A Dozen Top Romances for summer by Ana’s Attic.

Reviews for SCANDALOUS:

“5 huge sinfully scandalous stars! Beautifully erotic. I cannot recommend it enough.” -Tessamari

“This might be the sexiest book I have ever read! Sooooo freaking sexy!”
-Leslie

“Steamy, sexy read… One of my favorite couples.” -Faithima
Grab SCANDALOUS now on Kindle for only $0.99
Happy Reading!
Pssst!!!  Nook specials will be on different dates.  Keep your eyes peeled for Nook promos.  :)
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