 There is something exciting about traveling to an exotic location. But when you add in the danger of wild animals and losing your heart, the story's interest peaks! Take My African Craving for example. It was written by someone who knows a great deal about Africa. She lives there. She said she enjoys nothing more than going on a safari with her kids and Audrey spent some time a few months ago doing just that. But you don't have to take our word for it... pick up your own copy and see for yourself. Blurb: The Nights are Hotter in Africa… When Erica Knight arrives in Lebombo Game Reserve for her first African safari she has no idea that her life is about to be changed forever. As an executive for a mining company she believes that negotiating the mining rights for the Lebombo Reserve will be a slam-dunk, but she didn’t count on locking horns with the reserve’s enigmatic owner, Jean-Luc de Graaf. In the heart of a wild African landscape full of beauty and danger, Erica and Jean-Luc both stubborn and passionate find themselves on opposite sides of an escalating conflict. With the Reserve threatened by vicious poachers and runaway fires, they are thrown together unable to contain the scorching attraction between them. Far away from the rat race of New York Erica feels the stirring of a different drum, ancient and irresistible. But surrendering to the wild would mean she would have to submit to the powerful attraction to Jean-Luc and she isn’t ready to give up control just yet… EXCERPT: “Leopards are solitary creatures,” Jean-Luc answered. “Pound for pound, they are the strongest of the big cats. They have no need to hunt in a pack or in pairs, and they can take down animals three times their size.” He spoke softly, careful not to spook the big cat, and Erica found herself drawn to this passionate man of Africa. “You’ll never hear a leopard coming. This is one of the stealthiest and most successful hunters on earth.” The leopard, fully aware of the presence of her onlookers, gracefully leaped to a branch on a neighboring tree and in a flash, she vanished. Erica realized she had barely breathed for several minutes and her arms were covered in gooseflesh. The encounter left her enthralled, and she found herself musing that she had felt a strange but electrifying kinship with the magnificent cat. Single, female hunter with no need of a mate. I’ve proved myself more than a match for the old boys’ club that is the mining business. Jean-Luc drove the Land Rover south, heading toward one of the quieter tracks in the reserve. Their destination was a water hole for sundowners, a place that would be mostly dry, as it was still before the summer rains. The terrain in the south of the park grew more rocky and the trees more sparse. The view of the great Lebombo Mountains would be superb, but they would have to hurry to catch the last, dying rays of daylight. Now Available...Pick Up Your Own Copy! |
