{"id":3366,"date":"2021-07-25T21:01:33","date_gmt":"2021-07-26T04:01:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/?p=3366"},"modified":"2021-07-25T07:17:44","modified_gmt":"2021-07-25T14:17:44","slug":"new-release-monsoon-fever-a-multicultural-romance-by-lisabet-sarai","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/2021\/07\/25\/new-release-monsoon-fever-a-multicultural-romance-by-lisabet-sarai\/","title":{"rendered":"New Release! Monsoon Fever: A Multicultural Romance by Lisabet Sarai"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Monsoon<\/a>Why not enjoy the flesh that the gods have
\ngiven you?<\/p>\n

When a charismatic Indian lawyer arrives at their remote Assamese tea plantation, he tempts a married couple with forbidden carnal delights.<\/p>\n

In the early years of their marriage, Priscilla and Jonathan eagerly indulged their physical desires, but now that passion has dwindled. Childlessness and the horrors of the Great War have taken a toll on their relationship. Though Priscilla still aches for Jon\u2019s touch, he seems preoccupied with settling his father\u2019s affairs in India, so they can sell the plantation they\u2019ve inherited and return to England.<\/p>\n

Anil Kumar served as solicitor to Jon\u2019s father. Arriving unannounced, drenched by a monsoon deluge, he enchants both Priscilla and Jon with his beauty, poise and wisdom. In separate incidents, each of them succumbs to Anil’s lustful attentions. Will the illicit cravings excited by the handsome Indian be the final stroke that destroys their marriage? Or the route to saving it?<\/p>\n

Note: This book was previously published by Totally Bound. It has been revised and re-edited for this release.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Buy Links:
\n<\/strong>Amazon\u00a0 US \u2013 https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/dp\/B0994WZP4B<\/a><\/p>\n

Amazon UK \u2013 https:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/dp\/B0994WZP4B<\/a><\/p>\n

Smashwords \u2013 https:\/\/www.smashwords.com\/books\/view\/1093764<\/a><\/p>\n

Barnes and Noble \u2013 https:\/\/www.barnesandnoble.com\/w\/monsoon-fever-lisabet-sarai\/1139827649?ean=2940164960315<\/a><\/p>\n

Kobo \u2013 https:\/\/www.kobo.com\/us\/en\/ebook\/monsoon-fever-a-multicultural-romance<\/a><\/p>\n

Add on Goodreads: https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/58554176-monsoon-fever<\/a><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Excerpt:
\n<\/strong>She sank down into one of the chairs, staring blankly at the card, seeing its owner in her mind\u2019s eye. Anil Kumar was a native, true, but clearly a gentleman. His clothing, even when wet, showed signs of custom tailoring. Perhaps ten years older than she and Jon, he had a regal bearing and a face both comely and intelligent. Heavy eyebrows arched over deep eyes the colour of teakwood. His high forehead was crowned by lush black hair, cut neatly but with a tendency to curl. His long, straight nose and square chin were balanced by a set of lips full enough to belong to a woman.<\/p>\n

A handsome man, yes, but more than the sum of his parts. Even in their brief interaction, Priscilla had sensed something, some energy or life in him that made him doubly appealing. He exuded confidence but without a trace of arrogance. The English had learned the hard way to be wary of the natives. Nevertheless, Priscilla could not help trusting Anil Kumar.<\/p>\n

She heard the squeak of the door, looked up and caught her breath. It was Kumar returning. He was dressed all in white, in loose cotton trousers and a gauzy kurta that bared his throat. A gold amulet hung around his neck. His skin seemed darker, his face more exotic. Priscilla was reminded of the statues of Krishna she and Jonathan had seen in Calcutta, on their way to the plantation. Her heartbeat surged. Wet heat gathered between her legs. Before, he had looked like a gentleman. Now, he seemed a god.<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease forgive my state of undress, Mrs. Archer, but I\u2019m afraid that these are the only garments I have with me that are not soaked through. Your maid has kindly taken my suit for cleaning. As soon as it is dry, I will dress myself more appropriately. Meanwhile, I hope that I do not offend your sensibilities.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot at all,\u201d Priscilla waved off the concern with a smile. He certainly affected her sensibilities, but she was far from offended. \u201cWe all have to muddle along during this infernal rainy season. It\u2019s difficult to imagine being completely dry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, but the monsoon is a blessing from the Mother Goddess. Without it, all India would starve.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I\u2019m sure that you are right. It\u2019s just hard for me to imagine living with this for another three months.\u201d<\/p>\n

Anil leaned toward her, his face earnest. Priscilla caught a hint of sandalwood essence wafting from his warm skin. A wave of dizziness swept over her. \u201cIt must be difficult for you, being so far from your home. I think, though, that if you will allow yourself to do so, you will come to love India.\u201d<\/p>\n

Priscilla struggled to control her physical reactions, \u201cPerhaps. Certainly, the rain is very beautiful. It softens the rough edges and makes everything seem dreamlike, insubstantial. Sometimes you can see the hills. Sometimes it\u2019s as though they are not there.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, exactly.\u201d\u00a0 His eyes closed for a moment, as though he were gazing at something unseen. His jet-black lashes were as lush as a woman\u2019s. \u201cThe monsoon reveals the truth, that all is Maya, illusion. Our bodies, this world, pleasure and pain, it is all a dream of the gods.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

About<\/strong> Lisabet
\n<\/strong>\"LisabetLisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance \u2013 over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre\u2014paranormal, scifi, m\u00e9nage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.<\/p>\n

You\u2019ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet\u2019s books on her website (http:\/\/www.lisabetsarai.com\/books.html<\/a>), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http:\/\/lisabetsarai.blogspot.com<\/a>), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She\u2019s also on Goodreads<\/a>, Pinterest<\/a>, BookBub<\/a>, BingeBooks<\/a> and Twitter<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Join her VIP email list here: https:\/\/btn.ymlp.com\/xgjjhmhugmgh<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Why not enjoy the flesh that the gods have given you? When a charismatic Indian lawyer arrives at their remote Assamese tea plantation, he tempts a married couple with forbidden carnal delights. In the early years of their marriage, Priscilla and Jonathan eagerly indulged their physical desires, but now that passion has dwindled. Childlessness and … Continue reading “New Release! Monsoon Fever: A Multicultural Romance by Lisabet Sarai”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[6,1377,1],"tags":[889,1844,1839,1044,1841,1824,1842,1838,1843,1840,1452,892,1836,1837],"class_list":["post-3366","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-explicit-for-adults","category-new","category-uncategorized","tag-bisexual","tag-hinduism","tag-india","tag-menage-2","tag-mmfromance","tag-polyamory-2","tag-thegreatwar","tag-threesome-2","tag-wwi-2","tag-assam","tag-explicit","tag-lisabet-sarai","tag-monsoon-fever","tag-multiculturalist"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p9wA33-Si","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3366","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3366"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3366\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3375,"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3366\/revisions\/3375"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3366"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3366"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3366"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}