Guest: Rachel de Vine Shares Her “Songbird”
Rachel de Vine is a wonderful writer, creative, romantic, full of life, and a terrific person to know. I’m very happy to have her as a guest today, presenting her latest release Songbird. I hope you’ll read through this post and get a taste of this wonderful story.
Here’s a teaser:
Harry is a successful 36-year-old Dom who has had many transient relationships with submissive women, and is not looking for a permanent relationship – until he sees and hears a beautiful young woman singing in a club in London. The woman sang with a throaty and angst-filled voice that suggested a dissolute lifestyle, but had the face of an angel and a body made for sin. Harry fell head over heels for Pascale, the beautiful songbird, and was determined that she would be his. Pascale, however, has had a difficult childhood with her mother’s brutal lover, Gaston, and escaped his clutches with the aid of Louis, her old pianist, and when Harry meets her she is traumatised by her experiences. Eventually he begins to break through the barrier that Pascale has erected around herself, but is wary about dominating her, even though she seems to him to have submissive tendencies. He is afraid of digging up disturbing and distressing images from her past.
His friend, Jake, the owner of the nightclub, is locked into a sterile and dead marriage, but cannot escape due to the financial hold of his wife and her father, who could bankrupt him if they so wished. He has a fun-filled, kinky relationship with a young woman who works at the club, but is terrified of his wife finding out about it and depriving him of access to his darling daughter, April, as well as bankrupting him.
Harry and Jake share Dom tendencies, but they also share seemingly insurmountable problems to be with the women they wish to make their own.
Time for an excerpt! This is from the first page.
The voice coming from over by the piano was sultry, throaty and reeked of cigarettes, whisky and dirty sex. I looked up from my glass of single malt and swivelled around on the bar stool to see if the reality matched the image now placed firmly in my brain. I expected to see a train wreck of a woman, whose dissolute appearance matched her voice, but the woman before me was no more than mid twenties, with long, sleek, dark brown hair and the face of an angel. I did a double take, unable to believe that the voice and the woman I saw before me belonged with each other. Perhaps she was miming? If she was, she was damned good at lip-synching. She was singing the Billie Holiday song, Solitude, with all the angst of the original, accompanied only by a piano; played by an elderly black man.
The woman leaned casually on the piano, with one arm resting on its lid, and the other holding the microphone. She was wearing a simple red shift dress that clung to a lusciously curved body, and which ended mid-thigh to reveal long, elegant legs, and she had her eyes closed as she sang. Her hypnotic singing and with a body that every red blooded male in the club that night would love to touch, meant that, by mid song, all talking in the place had been stopped.
And now, this is your opportunity to one-click your way to romance. Songbird is available here:
A bit about Rachel in her own words:
I like to retain a little bit of mystery about myself, and let my writing speak for me, which is also the reason for the lack of pictures of me on my website and elsewhere. However I will say that I am British and a woman, and that writing is my passion, and has been for much of my life, and I am an incurable romantic. In recent years I have concentrated on writing erotic romances, but I am considering writing in other genres too.
I write about sensual, romantic, passionate people, because I like to think that I am a sensual, romantic and passionate person. I try to be kind, and hope that I reap kindness in return. I adore foreign travel to exotic places and I hope I always will. I like vibrant colours, the beautiful British landscape, intelligent people, good food, good music, sunsets and good friends and family. I am so lucky to be born when and where I was, with the freedoms that previous generations yearned for, and I hope I never take it for granted.
You can reach her here: