Sam's Sunday Snippets

Valentine's Day is just around the corner! In celebration, I thought I'd highlight all my fun and sexy Cupid titles over the next few weeks. Starting with my V-day title from last year, Cupid Only Rings Twice. Enjoy!



This Valentine’s Day, Rori’s gonna meet an honest to god Cupid. And he’ll use more than arrows to win her love.

Rori Foster is too beautiful to find love. Men just can’t seem to look past her exterior to recognize the human being inside. But, this Valentine’s Day, Rori’s gonna meet an honest to god Cupid. And he’ll use more than arrows to win her love.

Unfortunately he’ll have to save her from the bad intentions of a cocky Love Demon first.

But Damios is determined to protect her. Even if he loses her in the process.

Damios lowered his head, capturing her exquisite lips in a kiss that was less a tender wish and more an urgent promise. Her mouth opened under his and he accepted her offer, slipping his tongue past her lips to savor her sweet taste.

She moaned softly as his hands slipped around her waist, up her back, and pulled her tightly against his chest. Her body heated under his kiss and her incredible scent slipped over him.

Damios broke the kiss long enough to say, “I lied. I want to come inside.”

They both stilled for a moment, Damios realizing how his declaration had sounded and Rori’s lips twitching under a suppressed grin.

He rested his forehead against hers, finding it hard to breathe. “Sorry. That came out wrong.”

She chuckled huskily, skimming the tip of one velvet thumb across his bottom lip. “No. It came out just right.”

Damios bit her thumb softly and slipped his hands down her body, cupping the firm roundness of her buttocks. His lips found hers again and he groaned as she ground herself against him.

Their kiss gained heat, their bodies thrumming under the imperative of a building need. Their tongues tangled, danced, and their hands skimmed, exploring with growing intensity.

Rori pulled away and grabbed his hand. “Come on.”

As she unlocked the door, Damios pressed himself against her back, reveling in her soft curves against his hard, hungry body. She twisted the key, halting in the act of pushing the door open as he swept his tongue down her neck, gently biting the top of her shoulder.

Damios felt her groan of pleasure thrum through his chest and grasped her chin, turning her to capture her scrumptious lips in an intense kiss. Placing one hand on her soft buttocks, and the other hand at the back of her neck, Damios deepened the kiss and walked them backward, into the house.

It was cool and dark inside Rori’s home and smelled of roses.

They didn’t bother with the lights, didn’t bother with anything other than each other.

Damios pressed her up against the nearest wall, clasping her hands in his and lifting them over her head. “You taste like sugar.” His lips left her face and trailed down her throat, his tongue tasting the spot where the fragrant column flowed into her shoulders. “Feel like warm satin.” He nibbled his way across the top of her shoulder, moaning. “Smell like moonlight.”

Rori leaned her head back and sucked in a soft breath as his head dipped lower, to taste the deep crevice between her breasts. He murmured, “Delectable,” the word muffled as he pressed his lips along the satin fullness of her breasts.

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Sam's Sunday Snippets

This Valentine’s Day, Rori’s gonna meet an honest to god Cupid. And he’ll use more than arrows to win her love.

Rori Foster is too beautiful to find love. Men just can’t seem to look past her exterior to recognize the human being inside. But, this Valentine’s Day, Rori’s gonna meet an honest to god Cupid. And he’ll use more than arrows to win her love.

Unfortunately he’ll have to save her from the bad intentions of a cocky Love Demon first.

But Damios is determined to protect her. Even if he loses her in the process.

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Bitten by Paranormal Romance gives Cupid a 4 

– A Pack Howl!

"This is a delightful and sexy story of competition not only in the office, but between a cupid and a demon." 

Feeling as if she had no choice, Rori slipped a finger beneath the flap, breaking the wax seal, and pulled out a carefully folded note written on crème-colored paper. The paper felt expensive and the handwriting was exquisite. Rori suddenly couldn’t wait to see who’d written it.

She started to read, and the rest of the office fell away under the spell of the love note.

Dearest Rori,

Someone once told me that the sun was more beautiful than the moon because it was brighter and life sprang from its powers, whereas the moon only pulled on the oceans and fired man’s imagination.

I thought then, as I do now, that imagination is the greatest gift mankind will ever receive and, without it, life would be a cold and uninhabitable place. That is why you are my moon. You pull at me, draw me in, and make me imagine all manner of things I could never envision without you by my side.

With you, I can imagine a world where I am loved. Where I am not alone. Where I look forward to every day, every moment of my life, knowing that you are in it with me.

With you, Rori, the sun feels all that much brighter, its rays secondary to your own bright power, its intensity paling against the furnace of your body holding mine.

I know now that I can’t have you, sweet Rori . I will live with that. But I will keep the memory of your velvet skin, the taste of your sweet lips, and the once fond regard of your beautiful brown eyes in my heart… holding their magic against the days when I no longer wish to go on.

I will be a man without imagination…a man without love. For no other could ever fill the place in my heart you have claimed.

My parting words to you are these: do not ever sell yourself short.

You are the moon and the stars—and, yes, the sun—all wrapped up into one lovely package. I don’t speak of your beautiful exterior, but the exquisiteness of your mind and soul. You must never hold yourself in low esteem because of others. Those who do not treasure you are locked inside their own selfish interests, unable or unwilling to see you as you really are.

You are a jewel, precious beyond measure. 

You are my moon, Rori. And I will always love you.

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Sam's Snippet Sunday

My goodness, has a week gone by already? Yeesh! Well, okay, this week's snippet is from Cupid Only Rings Twice, which released on Friday! Yay! Enjoy.

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Damios lowered his head, capturing her exquisite lips in a kiss that was less a tender wish and more an urgent promise. Her mouth opened under his and he accepted her offer, slipping his tongue past her lips to savor her sweet taste.

She moaned softly as his hands slipped around her waist, up her back, and pulled her tightly against his chest. Her body heated under his kiss and her incredible scent slipped over him.

Damios broke the kiss long enough to say, “I lied. I want to come inside.”

They both stilled for a moment, Damios realizing how his declaration had sounded and Rori’s lips twitching under a suppressed grin.

He rested his forehead against hers, finding it hard to breathe. “Sorry. That came out wrong.”

She chuckled huskily, skimming the tip of one velvet thumb across his bottom lip. “No. It came out just right.”

Damios bit her thumb softly and slipped his hands down her body, cupping the firm roundness of her buttocks. His lips found hers again and he groaned as she ground herself against him.

Their kiss gained heat, their bodies thrumming under the imperative of a building need. Their tongues tangled, danced, and their hands skimmed, exploring with growing intensity.

Rori pulled away and grabbed his hand. “Come on.”

As she unlocked the door, Damios pressed himself against her back, reveling in her soft curves against his hard, hungry body. She twisted the key, halting in the act of pushing the door open as he swept his tongue down her neck, gently biting the top of her shoulder.

Damios felt her groan of pleasure thrum through his chest and grasped her chin, turning her to capture her scrumptious lips in an intense kiss. Placing one hand on her soft buttocks, and the other hand at the back of her neck, Damios deepened the kiss and walked them backward, into the house.

It was cool and dark inside Rori’s home and smelled of roses.

They didn’t bother with the lights, didn’t bother with anything other than each other.

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Sexy Snippet Sunday

Welcome to my first ever Sexy Snippet Sunday! I plan to highlight a sexy snippet from one of my books every Sunday. I hope you enjoy them. Today's snippet is from my soon to be released paranormal novella, Cupid Only Rings Twice (January 27th, Musa Publishing -- Love Notes Anthology).

Blurb: Rori Foster is too beautiful to find love. Men just can’t seem to look past her exterior to recognize the human being inside. But, this Valentine’s Day, Rori’s gonna meet an honest to god Cupid. And he’ll use more than arrows to win her love. Unfortunately he’ll have to save her from the bad intentions of a cocky Love Demon first.  But Damios is determined to protect her. Even if he loses her in the process.

Snippet:

Rori looked at the appetizers and groaned inwardly.

“I hope you like oysters.”

“Oysters? Oh, um, I’ve never tried them. I’ll probably just stick to the antipasto, it looks delicious.”

Damios lifted a shell from the platter and squeezed fresh lemon on it, holding it toward her. “Just one try. I promise you won’t die from it.”

Rori grimaced. “Are you sure?”

His sexy dark eyes sparkled with mirth. “I am reasonably certain, yes. And if I’m wrong I will give you mouth to mouth resuscitation.”

Rori grinned. Talk about motivation. “I’m pretty sure mouth to mouth won’t do a thing for food poisoning.”

“No. But at least we’ll both enjoy your last moments.”

Rori shook her head, rolling her lips to keep from laughing.

Damios lifted the oyster closer. “Come. Try. Expand your horizons.”

For just a moment, looking into Damios’s dark eyes with the thick, velvet fringe of black lashes, Rori had a déjà vu moment that nearly took her breath away.

Deciding he wasn’t going to give up without a fight, Rori sighed, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth.

She heard the scrape of Damios’s chair against the rough carpet. Smelled his warm, sandalwood scent as he leaned close. Felt the cool, rough edge of the shell against her lips. Then a slight pressure as Damios tipped the shell to expel its contents.

The oyster was cool and silky against her tongue, surprisingly not unpleasant. She swallowed quickly, feeling it glide down her throat in a cool wash.

The scent of sandalwood enveloped her. A warm fingertip touched her chin. Then Rori felt the sweetness of a pair of lips gently touching hers. She gasped, her eyes flying open, and looked into a pair of beautiful olive green eyes.

Damios brushed a finger over her chin, holding her gaze for a beat, before sitting back down and fixing her with a soft, sexy smile. “In my family we call it blessing the oyster. It is a practice passed down through generations.”

Rori swallowed hard, her lips still tingling from the delightful touch. She cleared her throat twice before she thought it was safe to speak. “I guess that’s why they call oysters the food of love.”

Damios didn’t respond. He simply picked up another oyster. “Would you like another?”

“Yes.”

His husky chuckle sent heat spiraling through her and made her wish there were more oysters on the plate.

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January 27th, Musa Publishing, Love Notes Anthology