Behind the Mask by @MariannePetit | Book Tour and $20 Amazon GC / ebook #Giveaway

Behind the Mask by Marianne Petit is on virtual book tour. The historical romance stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt. ...

Behind the Mask by Marianne Petit is on virtual book tour.

The historical romance stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt.

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Behind the Mask

by Marianne Petit

Genre: Historical Romance

Author Marianne Petit mixes true life experiences with fiction to create a suspenseful tale of intrigue and romance set in the early days of war-torn France.

In 1940's Paris, both rich and poor are thrust together, a mixed society struggling to survive. American born Yvette Matikunas, one of the privileged few, goes underground with a deathbed promise to her grandfather that has her roaming the streets of France with a dangerous message. She quickly learns that no one is who they seem to be and trust is a thing of the past.

Injured in battle while trying to save the life of one of his men, Colonial André Rinaldo is disillusioned by a shell-shocked country and a weak government. Persuaded to go underground and unite his fellow compatriots by forming resistance groups, he meets a beautiful blonde, whose determination to free France from foreign dictatorship is as strong as his.

In the middle of espionage and clandestine rendezvous, they form a partnership that deepens under the ever-present threat of arrest. But with America’s interest in the war building in the background all Americans are ordered to leave.

Will Yvette return to the States, or will André persuade her to stay and fight for love?

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Marianne Petit is a past President of the Long Island Chapter of the Romance Writers Of America. Her love of writing stems back to high school. She spent hours reading Nancy Drew, Alfred Hitchcock and poetry. At the age of fifteen she wrote a short story for children, as well as numerous works of poetry. Her love of history stems from her father, Roger, a Frenchman, whose love of American history greatly influenced her writing interests.

She is a past President of the Melville Lions club, a service organization that raises money for the less fortunate - especially the sight and hearing impaired.

Newsday and several local newspapers have written articles on Ms. Petit and she was recently interviewed on TV for her time travel.

Marianne loves to ski, white water raft, horseback ride, and enjoys the theater. She lives on Long Island is happily married for over 30 years.

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“Embrasse moi,” he whispered as he then kissed her neck and nibbled her ear.

She followed his command and kissed him.

His fingers still caressed the apex of her thighs and then crept closer to that part of her now wet and filled with wanting. He inserted a finger through the bristly thatch of hair, stimulating a response inside her and liquid warmth filled her being. She squirmed and groaned, savoring the delightful sensations, but needing, wanting more of him fully inside her. She tugged on his pants and he helped her push them down until she felt him naked and hard, his erection cradled between her thighs.

“I want to see you,” she said.

He eased off her and she sat up.

With a boldness, she never knew she possessed, she let her gaze wander over the magnificent planes of his broad shoulders and chest, across his chiseled stomach that reminded of a sculpted Greek God. She let her brazen eyes lower to that length of him that jutted strong and full with need. Her face grew hot and she was thankful he had closed his eyes before witnessing her embarrassment.

“Me touchez,” he groaned. “Touchez-moi maintenant.”

Touch him? She smiled at his command, most certainly… She marveled at the muscle that

strained and lengthened beneath the movement of her hand.

“That feels so good…” He put his hand over hers. “Lentement, yes, slowly,” he repeated, “perfect. You’re perfect.”