Sydney St. Claire
You may know her as Susan Edwards, but no matter what you call her by name, her fans call her wonderful.
Sydney is the author of 14 Historical Native American/ Western/Paranormal
romances and the author of the popular White Series.
She loves writing and sharing stories
of love, happiness, and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her
mother for her writing success. Encouraged to read as a child, she always preferred happy endings which
meant romances were her favorite genre. Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotica romance where her
characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and
find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.
Sydney’s office is quite crowded with
three dogs at her feet and five cats to keep her company while she writes.
Three cats always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for
her monitor and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising.
When not writing, she enjoys crafts of
all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch, and knitting. She and her
husband of 30+ years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies and
Susan is in charge of the ‘pretties’. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact
state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining.
While writing, she listens to a wide
variety of music. Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.
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But what of her latest work? Sydney is sharing with her readers and fans "Red & Her Big Bad Dom." Here's a little about the book:
Wealthy computer genius Graham Winters is in love with
a woman who won’t join him for a stingy cup of coffee. How can he prove he’s
nothing like her jerk of an ex if she won’t give him a chance? Then he spots
her at a BDSM club and devises a plan. During the day, he’s “that damn geek.”
At night, he’s the masked Dom known as The Wolf.
When it comes to her love life, Lucy Sanchez has one
rule—no geeks. Not even rich, good looking geeks. She’s attracted to Graham but
rules are rules. Besides, she has her wolf, the mysterious Dom who makes her
blood sing. Then she’s invited to a fairytale event at Pleasure Manor and this
Little Red Riding Hood plans to enjoy every delicious moment with her big, bad
Dom.
Sydney offers up an excerpt so you get a little taste:
Excerpt; pg 13
“I’m taking you to dinner tonight. In the city.”
He sat on her desk, which she now found endearing rather than annoying.
She set her purse into an empty cabinet and
lifted a brow. “You’re telling me?”
He shrugged. “If I ask, you’ll say no.”
“I have plans.” With The Wolf.
He tipped her chin up. “Cancel them.” His lips
brushed hers, then he deepened the kiss.
Lucy’s insides clenched at the feel of his warm
mouth against hers and the taste of coffee with a hint of caramel, his favorite
kind. She closed her eyes, her lips moving with his. His tongue dipped into her
mouth, and she moaned, leaning into him.
Then he broke the kiss and walked away.
Lucy gaped at him. Her insides melted, and that
familiar longing zeroed in on her center and pooled between her legs. Damn.
She was attracted to her geek. Very attracted. Too bad he
wasn’t her wolf. Now, if Graham were as good as her wolf in bed, she’d have found
the perfect man.
She sighed. Yep, too bad. So what now? Two dates, two men equaled
complications.
Her lips turned downward tightly as she got to
work. She loved her wolf-lover, but their relationship was not completely
satisfying or fulfilling. Not rounded and balanced. Graham, on the other hand,
was open. She knew who he was, shared many common interests, and most of all,
Graham didn’t have any secrets. What she saw was what she got with him. In a
way, she preferred that to the mysterious and secretive.
“All right,” she said.
Graham glanced up, his eyes unfocused. “Huh?”
Realizing three hours had passed, and he was
totally immersed in Geekland, Lucy wadded up a sheet of paper and tossed it at
him. “Come back to earth, Graham. Dinner. Date. You. Me.”
His eyes cleared, and a huge grin lit his entire face. His blue
eyes shone with pleasure. “Great.”
His smile slipped into a frown when she
stretched her arms and back. “You tired? Need to stop?”
“Yeah, need to cancel my plans for tonight and
stretch my legs. Want to walk outside with me?” His grounds were beautiful.
Calm and restful with formal groupings, waterfalls, and a small forest that
reminded her of the woods surrounding Bryce’s mansion, the woods where she and
her wolf had played and strolled. She shook off the memories.
“Give me ten. You can go explore the house if
you want. I forgot to give you the tour.” He grinned. “My bedroom is up the
stairs, straight ahead.”
Lucy had been dying to see the rest of the house, and yes, that
included the man’s bedroom, but she rolled her eyes for good form. Didn’t want
him to know how eager she’d been to see the upstairs. “Okay. Twisted my arm.”
Excerpt; pg 13
Lucy
admitted there was something totally naughty and sensual in not knowing what
her big, bad, wolf looked like. He was her mystery man, and he understood her.
He got her, and not just with the sex, although the sex was out of this
world fantastic.
They had
so many things in common, like dancing. Bryce’s mansion had a real ballroom,
and she had a fabulous gown for the ball. She and her wolf would heat up the
dance floor.
“What
are you thinking?”
Smiling,
Lucy stared into his piercing blue eyes. “Saturday night.”
“Ah.
We’ll dance the night away, you and I.”
His
slight accented voice hummed through her. “I love dancing with you.”
He
pulled her on top of him. “I bet we can sneak into the ballroom tomorrow. Want
to dance tonight, out here, under the moonlight?”
Lucy
cupped his face in her hands and kissed him. “Very much so.”
“Then
we’ll dance here after our scene.”
She
wrinkled her nose. “I’m not so sure I’m going to like being watched”
“You
trust me.” It wasn’t a question but a quiet statement.
Lucy
nodded. He knew her better than she knew herself. “It seems—wrong—yet the idea
of being spied on turns me on.”
He
grinned. “No, it’s naughty, and you, my sweet sub, love being naughty.”
Rolling
her eyes, she admitted he was right. “Yeah, I do. Okay, I’m game.”
“Good
girl.” He rolled her over, held her hands above her head, and swooped in for a
deep, drugging kiss.
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Once Upon A Dom Pen
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Thank you, Sydney, for taking the time and for your wonderful work. If you would like to learn more about Sydney, visit her or email her:
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