Just Kiss Already - BONDED; don't you know? ;)

Christina Lee and Stina Lindenblatt have combined to create a formidable force and a kissing, fantastic blogfest, in honour of St Valentine's Day. It's never too late to share the love. If you want to spread a little love, here are the details: 

1. Sign up on Mr. Linky, below, or on Stina's blog.

2. On February 14th (Valentine's Day), post an excerpt from either your own work, or another's authors work you admire (give them credit, though), beginning at 7 am EST.

*But* make sure the excerpt is no longer than 250 words (it's tiring to read long excerpts). And if there's an intro to the scene, please, keep that short too!

Oh, and *don't forgot*, this is an actual KISSING SCENE! So go crazy :D

3. To make this *really simple*, we won't require you read everyone's entry (that's exhausting)! How about just 3-5 other entries?

I hope to get around all the scenes posted, but as Valentine's Day is also my wedding anniversary my other half has strong opinions about how much attention I need to share in his direction, today of all days ;) I'm all about balance.

This excerpt is hot off the press - taken from BONDED my SF romance

With the Hale of Khiphurdar destroyed by a chemical warfare, the Haft are doomed to fray. The invasion of Khiphurdar was overwhelmingly decisive. Rion, Thagne of Khiphudar, was captured, tortured, and exiled beyond the frame. 
Drained and abandoned in the most inhospitable environment, Rion is only a degree from fraying when he is rescued by Saffi Rand. 
Saffi is an empath, a magnet for any who are experiencing  emotional extremes, grown too sensitive to survive her gift and remain whole,  she withdraws from human contact. She is appointed to the Wardens of the Aggragate Hinterland. 
The pain that draws her through the arid, mountainous region is beyond any she has experienced but she cannot resist this attraction. 

Bathed in her luminous essence, Rion could not force himself to maintain his distance. Light and insubstantial, her touch imprisoned him. He gloried in the frisson of her esse.  This close, the protection offered by her serviceable cotton shirt and shorts faded from minimal to none. Fear that he could harm her fuelled his resistance but desire weakened his resolve. He curved to encompass the essence of her. Rion froze, moisture beaded on his brow, as Saffi's rock-roughened fingertips grazed the skin of his neck. His thoughts jumbled to incoherent pleasure when she splayed her fingers over the back of his head. The force she exerted was faint but the pressure he experienced was incalculable. 

Rion slid flat palms over her shoulders to the indentation of her lower back. He drew her forward until he was bathed in the flowing pulse of energy that ranged within her helios.  He gasped at the infusion. Saffi’s fingers clawed at his scalp. She jerked; closed the distance between them with instinctual speed and met his open mouth with hers. A lightning blast could not have shocked him more. When, wide-eyed, Saffi staggered back a pace, Rion touched his fingers to his lips and hers: he bridged the distance. Her hot breath, the comfort, the elastic tug and the soft give of her lip sent shivers of pleasure through him equal to the charge that sealed his bond. The contact allowed the synergy to flow, but Rion could not force himself to break away. 

Happy Valentine's Day.


Rough. Almost ready. I jumped ahead of the rescue I'm currently writing to a point, perhaps a third of the way into the story.