{"id":4110,"date":"2025-12-26T13:11:04","date_gmt":"2025-12-26T21:11:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/?p=4110"},"modified":"2025-12-26T13:11:04","modified_gmt":"2025-12-26T21:11:04","slug":"new-from-lisabet-sarai-her-secret-ingredient","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/2025\/12\/26\/new-from-lisabet-sarai-her-secret-ingredient\/","title":{"rendered":"New from Lisabet Sarai: Her Secret Ingredient"},"content":{"rendered":"
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A MF Contemporary erotic romance\/romcom with mild bondage<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Stir in a pinch to stir up his passion.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

When the Tastes of France food channel offers Mei Lee \u201cEmily\u201d Wong a series of guest spots, she jumps at the opportunity to take her culinary career to a whole new level. Ultimately, she wants a show of her own, but first she has to prove herself to Michelin-starred network founder and effective dictator, Etienne Duvalier. A legend in the world of classic French cuisine as well as a domineering perfectionist, Etienne is skeptical about the culinary abilities of a woman from Hong Kong. To make things more difficult, the master chef is also so gorgeous that Emily can\u2019t help being attracted to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Emily tries to solve both problems by spiking her luscious profiteroles with an ancient Oriental aphrodisiac. Unfortunately, Harry Sanborne, the low-key, bespectacled producer for Emily\u2019s show, samples the delicacies she intends for Etienne\u2019s consumption. His powerful reaction to her secret ingredient comes as a pleasant surprise to them both. Harry turns out to be far more impressive in bed than on the set. However, he can\u2019t do nearly as much to advance her ambitions as Etienne. Emily tries once more to tempt the exacting Monsieur Duvalier with her special cooking as well as her feminine charms. The outrageous results threaten to end her TV career forever\u2014until Harry steps in to save her reputation and claim her heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Buy Links<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Amazon US \u2013 https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/dp\/B0G6X5D959<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Amazon UK \u2013 https:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/dp\/B0G6X5D959<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Smashwords \u2013 https:\/\/www.smashwords.com\/books\/view\/1923881<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Barnes and Noble \u2013 https:\/\/barnesandnoble.com\/w\/her-secret-ingredient-lisabet-sarai\/1118070571<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kobo \u2013 https:\/\/www.kobo.com\/us\/en\/ebook\/her-secret-ingredient-3<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Apple Books \u2013 https:\/\/books.apple.com\/us\/book\/her-secret-ingredient\/id6756538064<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Stir in a pinch to stir up his passion. Sample HER SECRET INGREDIENT, <\/p>\n\n\n\n

new #Contemporary #EroticRomance by @LisabetSarai <\/p>\n\n\n\n

https:\/\/books2read.com\/u\/mdkrAw<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Review Quotes<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her Secret Ingredient was a great short story. I loved the unique plot, the realistically drawn characters and the writing style. ~ Lucy Felthouse, Goodreads<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’ve always been a sucker for books set in the kitchen, and even as outlandishly over the top as this one is, it was a lot of fun\u2026lighthearted and silly and sinfully sexy. ~ Steph, The Romance Reviews<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

In Praise of Nerds<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Since I joined the romance authors community, I’ve heard a lot about alpha heroes. Rugged but handsome features, broad shoulders, chiseled pectorals, powerful thighs that naturally invite musings about what lies sheltered between them \u2013 attributes like these apparently constitute the romance ideal. Our hero should also be physically strong, courageous, and generally the dominant type, though some sensitivity or a shameful secret will not be taken amiss. It helps, apparently, if the guy is also wealthy, suave and well-dressed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Well, I don’t completely buy it. I mean, a nice bod and a pretty face are not to be sneezed at. But they’re not enough. Call me perverse, but I find intelligence to be the most essential aspect of a sexy hero. Furthermore, I’m willing to accept less than stellar physical qualities if my hero is a clever, imaginative, horny genius who can figure out how to get his heroine out of sticky situations and who understands what truly turns her on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So I’ve got a thing for nerds. I was hopelessly in love with Mr. Spock. Near the top of my sexy, romantic movie list is “Earth Girls are Easy”, featuring gangly, geeky Jeff Goldblum as a brilliant alien. It’s fairly easy to understand why I feel this way. Growing up, I was the egghead, the bookworm, the too-smart girl whom everyone made fun of. The only guys who could deal with me were the ones who were at least as smart as I was. They weren’t on the football squad; they weren’t voted Best Looking or Most Popular. But they had that something that could start my motors. It was intoxicating, yes, arousing, to have a conversation with some of these guys, especially when I got out of high school and into college. We understood each other, and I began to discover that despite their definite nerdish qualities, they were enthusiastic and innovative when it came to sex.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Actually, research has shown that in defiance of their public image as socially challenged losers, nerds are more successful than the general population in finding mates, staying with them, and producing children. Of course, that is not necessarily going to endear them to romance readers, but it’s something to consider.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not all the heroes that I create are nerds, but many have some nerdish qualities. Harry Sanbourne in Her Secret Ingredient<\/em> is a classic example. He\u2019s fashion-challenged, with unruly, overlong hair. Seriously near-sighted, he wears clunky, dark-framed glasses. He\u2019s easy going and informal, without a sophisticated bone in his body \u2013 a body that looks pretty ordinary in his baggy jeans and out-of-shape sweaters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once those clothes are off, though, Harry turns out to be an exceptionally talented and considerate lover. And unlike the suave and impeccably groomed master chef (and apparent alpha), Etienne Duvalier, Harry has an intuitive understanding of what Emily needs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Excerpt (Slightly Spicy)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHere we are. Try a couple of these and let me know what you think.\u201d I positioned the platter so that the augmented tidbits were within Etienne\u2019s easy reach. He was sitting on one of the stools in front of the counter. His thigh muscles strained against the black leather of his pants. A lock of hair had overcome the gel to settle on his high forehead. His eyes sparkled, ocean-blue in this light. He looked good enough to eat\u2014highly appropriate for a cooking show.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you. They look exquisite.\u201d He positively oozed charm as he picked up a pastry round with his finger and thumb and placed it upon his tongue. I imagined all the women watching the show, eyes glued to his every sensual move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, Mei Lee! These taste even better than they look!\u201d He sipped his wine, then popped another pissaladi\u00e8re <\/em>into his mouth and chewed with obvious enthusiasm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll put the recipe on the channel website, won\u2019t you?\u201d He turned to the camera. \u201cAh, mes amis<\/em>, this simple little dish provides a glorious mixture of flavors. And quite a straightforward process, I guarantee. Any one of you can make these in your own kitchen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I helped myself to a pissaladi\u00e8re <\/em>of my own, carefully choosing from the unadulterated side of the tray. They were<\/em> good\u2014the pastry light and crisp as spun cloud, the topping complex and savory, thyme, garlic and pepper lingering on the tongue long after swallowing. I took a second hors d\u2019oeuvres<\/em>. Etienne gobbled down two more, licking his long, elegant fingers after each one. The audience must be dying, watching that pink tongue clean away every crumb of pastry, every fragment of olive. I nursed my burgundy and smiled for the camera as he consumed a fifth pissaladi\u00e8re<\/em>. Low-level lust hummed through me, too, though I\u2019d been careful this time to avoid ingesting any of the aphrodisiac.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and drained his wine glass. \u201cMs. Wong\u2014\u201d he began. A wild light blazed in his face. \u201cI want to ask your pardon\u2014I want\u2014oh, please\u2026\u201d The smooth, urbane voice sounded confused, ravaged by uncertainty. What was going on?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Etienne slipped from the stool to the floor and knelt at my feet. The next thing I knew, he was pressing his lips to the gilt leather of my high-heeled shoes. \u201cMs. Wong\u2014Mistress Wong\u2014please, let me serve you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEtienne? Monsieur Duvalier? What are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He trailed kisses up the inside of my ankle. \u201cI adore you, Mistress.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEtienne!\u201d I snatched my foot away in alarm. He gazed up at me, a mix of disappointment and reverence shining in his face. \u201cStand up. Remember we\u2019re on camera,\u201d I added, sotto voce<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes, yes, but that doesn\u2019t matter now,\u201d he continued in the same crazy vein, though he obeyed my order and rose to his feet. \u201cI am your willing slave. Let me please you, Mistress. Let me suckle your sweet, hard nipples. Raise your skirt and allow me to worship you with my mouth, the way you deserve\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSsh!\u201d I hissed. \u201cDo you want to get us thrown in jail?\u201d I peered through the glare of the lights, trying to signal to someone to stop the transmission. There was no flurry of activity there, however. No one seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t care, as long as you are satisfied.\u201d He paused a moment, then unknotted his scarlet cravat and handed it to me. He held out his wrists. \u201cBind me, Mistress, if you wish. Torture me. I\u2019ll bear any amount of pain for you. Test me\u2014test my devotion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He had the same rich voice as before, the same handsome features, the same lithe, muscular body\u2014but this was a different man entirely. I searched his face, yearning for the arrogant, self-involved chef who\u2019d been bossing me around half an hour before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was no trace of him. Instead, I had to deal with this\u2014this eager, self-effacing slave boy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019d created a monster.  <\/p>\n\n\n

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About Lisabet<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lisabet 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, LGBTQ, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.<\/p>\n\n\n\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>, BookBub<\/a> and Twitter<\/a>. Join her VIP email list here: https:\/\/btn.ymlp.com\/xgjjhmhugmgh<\/a><\/strong>
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