Cheryl Brooks PhotoScenes that make me tingle


From the time I started reading until I began writing books of my own, certain scenes have sent a rush of tingles racing over my skin. I can’t explain why they affect me that way. I only know that they do—and they do it every time I read them.


RogueOne such scene is this excerpt from Rogue, book 3 of the Cat Star Chronicles series. Music teacher Kyra Aramis has been hired by a Darconian queen to teach her daughter to play the piano. Since the natives are reptiles, Kyra doesn’t expect to find love on that desert world, but when the queen assigns Tycharian Vladatonsk, a handsome Zetithian slave, to be Kyra’s personal attendant, love blossoms.


In this scene, Kyra and Tychar are already lovers, and the antique Steinway the queen has provided for Kyra’s use has finally reached out to her—on a rather mystical level…


That night, I awoke from a dream with something calling out to me, beckoning me to come to it. Unable to resist, I rose from my bed, leaving Tychar sleeping in the moonlight. The night air was chilly, and I slipped into a robe as I stole silently into the music room.

The three Darconian moons were conjoined—surely a good omen—and shone down on the planet below with a brightness that cast shadows as though daylight had come early. The piano sat silently on the dais, but I could feel the pull and knew that this was what had been calling to me. The ancient instrument was ready at last; to tell me its story and to share its secrets.

Sitting down on the bench, I began to play one of the Zetithian love songs at first, but then the melody changed, seemingly of its own accord, to become something different, yet similar, as though inspired by the original song. I’d never played like that before, and the music seemed to come through my hands straight from my heart. It was my love song to Tychar: how I felt when I was in his arms, how I knew he was my one, true love—forever and always.

A fleeting thought told me that I should be recording this so I wouldn’t forget it, but I knew in my heart that it would be indelibly placed in my memory. No, I wouldn’t forget it, and the melody would grow with each day I spent with him, for this was his song: the expression of my feelings for him. I had never been inspired before, but I certainly was now.

Something moved within the shadows, taking the shape of the one I was playing for; the one I loved. Moving nearer, he placed his hands on my shoulders, and their warm strength inspired me even further. The melody changed again, becoming two songs, somehow blended into one. Was this how the great composers had worked their magic? Had they had such a love to inspire them, to carry them far beyond their usual talents? How else could one explain why the occasional mediocre composer could suddenly bring forth a piece of music that survived the ages?

I played on, letting his love be my guide, and when the song reached its conclusion at last, I was reluctant to break the spell and waited silently for him to speak.

“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard,” he said gently. “It reminds me of you.”

“No,” I whispered. “It is my love for you, nothing more.”

His grasp on my shoulders tightened. “Do you truly love me that much?”

“I do,” I replied. Taking his hand from my shoulder, I kissed it softly. “Can you doubt it?”

“No,” he said in a somber tone. “My vision was a true one. You are here, we are lovers, and my life will never be the same.”

“Or mine.”


WildcatAnd now for a sneak peek at the latest installment in the Cat Star Chronicles, Wildcat!


Horse breeder Sara Shield first met her new Zetithian neighbor, Jerden Morokovitz, when he came cantering up on her missing stallion—no bridle, no saddle, no clothes. He promises to return the horse to Sara’s farm, but another neighbor, Nate Wolmack, has come to call…


A chill ran down Sara’s spine as a booted footstep behind her heralded more bad news, and she suppressed a groan.

“I know the feeling,” Nate said. “You’re a hard woman to get close to, Sara.”

Mentally counting to three before she turned to face him, Sara did her best to maintain a neutral expression. Nate always rubbed her the wrong way, and she didn’t appreciate him sneaking up behind her. At least she wasn’t alone.

Reutal was well aware that Sara didn’t particularly care for Nate and seldom missed the opportunity to make a quip at his expense. This time, Nate had left himself wide open. “Must be your aura keeping her away, Nate. But then, I’ve noticed that flies don’t like you, either.”

Nate shot a disdainful glance at the Norludian before directing his gaze at Sara. “You need to teach your hired help to watch his mouth.”

It was quick, but Sara saw Reutal’s tongue dart out in the silent, Norludian version of  f*** you.

Sara faked a cough, covering her smile with her hand. “Haven’t met anyone yet who could control a Norludian’s mouth. I gave up a long time ago.” It wasn’t true, of course, but Nate didn’t have to know that. She’d made it very clear at the outset that while Reutal could talk all he liked, she was the boss, and therefore off-limits in terms of romantic liaisons.

“Any luck finding your stallion?” Nate asked. “Damn shame him running off like that.”

Sara wasn’t fooled. She knew Nate was fishing for her to use his stud, Kraken, though why she would want to breed her mares to an unapproved stallion when Danuban was around defied explanation.

“Oh, haven’t you heard?” she said blithely. “He wound up on Jerden Morokovitz’s place. He’ll be bringing him over soon.” Or so she hoped.

Nate’s steely blue eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Is that so?”

Sara nodded. “Yes, and you should see that man ride,” she said, not bothering to hide her admiration. “He doesn’t even need a bridle.”

Nate’s brow rose, albeit very slightly. “Never knew Zetithians were any good with horses. Best I can tell, all they do is steal women from other men.”

Sara was surprised at just how much this comment galled her. “Hadn’t noticed that.” Her shrug was carefully indifferent. “But then, I don’t get out much.”

“Had one stolen from you, Nate?” Reutal’s tone was all innocence, but his bulbous eyes were aglow with mischief.

Sara doubted it. Tall, blond, and ruggedly handsome, Nate was one of the region’s more eligible bachelors. What Sara couldn’t understand was why he kept dogging her—if this was romance, she wanted no part of it. His attentions were too… calculated, and like most men, he made her feel uneasy. Since she’d never been pursued for herself alone, she could only conclude that he wanted something from her.

Other than a trace of irritation marring his chiseled features, Nate gave no indication that he’d even heard Reutal, addressing Sara instead. “I’ve noticed that about you, Sara. Nimbaza isn’t exactly the playground of the galaxy, but there are some nice restaurants and clubs. Places a man can take a woman that are a little more”—his eyes swept the interior of the barn, ending with a sidelong glance at Reutal—“private.”

Oh, God. Is he asking me for a date? “I’m sure there are, but I don’t have the time for it. Too much work to do.”

He took a step closer. “You know what they say about all work and no play, don’t you?”

Though a tremor of fear ran up her spine, Sara lifted her chin slightly. “I don’t put much stock in that crap.”

Nate’s retort was cut off by the sound of approaching hoofbeats.

Sara glanced up as Jerden entered the barn astride Danuban, the pair of them seeming more like a centaur than two separate beings. The black leopard stalked alongside them like a warlock’s familiar. As they came to a halt a few paces away, tingles raced over Sara’s skin and a hush fell over the barn. Even the birds nesting in the rafters ceased their incessant chirping.

Jerden’s eyes met hers with an impact Sara could almost feel.

“I brought your horse back.”


What about you? Are there any scenes from books or movies that make you tingle all over?


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2/28 Cheryl Brooks Erotic Blogspot: Grand Prize Giveaway!

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Only One Woman Can Tame Him…

When horse breeder Sara Shield encounters Jerden Morokovitz riding naked and bareback, she’s stunned by the magnificence of both man and stallion. But Sara came to Terra Minor hoping to get away from all the men.


If She Can Give Up Her Fear…

The murder of Jerden’s lover by a deranged woman has left this former star attraction of the Zetithian Palace brothel shattered in mind and body. Jerden is sure that Sara can heal his anguish—but not unless he can find the key to her heart.


Praise for Wildcat:

“Scorching hot… a book that keeps you turning pages…” —RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars

“Brooks gives Jerden and Sara over two hundred pages to become real, believable, and important to the reader before their relationship evolves into a highly erotic sexual one.” —Booklist


Cheryl Brooks PhotoABOUT THE AUTHOR

Cheryl Brooks is the award-winning romance writer of the very sexy sci-fi romance series, The Cat Star Chronicles. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America and lives with her husband, two sons, five cats, five horses and one dog in Indiana. The tenth book in the Cat Star Chronicles, Rascal, will be in stores in 2014! For more information, please visit http://cherylbrooksonline.com/ or follower her on Twitter: @CherylCatMaster.


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  1. Hello everyone! I'll be checking in from time to time to answer questions and respond to comments. Don't be shy!

  2. Cheryl, I just love all of this series! I loved Wildcat it was hot and sweet. Can I order me up a naked Zetithian on horseback please 😀

    1. Thanks, Morgan!
      I have no clear idea where any of it comes from. Wish I did. Sometimes it's empathy–imagining myself in that person's life situation and reacting as someone with that background would do. Other times, I borrow a personality and put my own spin on it. So, basically, I'm insane. 😉

    1. Thanks, Morgan! That was one thing I could write about without a whole lot of research!

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