TAKE ME THERE EXCERPT

Someone shouted, Turn the wheel, NOW! But there was no one with her. Presley opened her eyes and saw the sixteen-wheeler in her lane. Or was she in his lane? Sleep confused her thinking and slowed her reflexes. Suddenly, the steering wheel wrenched from her hands and turned sharply to the left. She lunged forward as shafts of wheat surrounded the car. Her head hit the hard plastic, and everything went dark.

Presley looked down. She saw her car in a wheat field, with a body slumped over inside. It took a moment before she realized the body was hers! The same voice that shouted at her earlier spoke again.

You must go back, it is not yet time.

Presley turned to look behind her. Instinctively, she tried to shield her eyes from the bright light, but her arms did not move. Who are you? I can’t see.

Who I am does not matter. You must go back.

Presley knew he told her the truth. But she felt so peaceful, and free. I want to stay here.

You cannot! It is not time.

Who are you? Presley moved closer to him. With speed she did not understand, she rushed into the light that surrounded this disembodied voice. A feeling of euphoria engulfed her as she reached for him.

When they touched, her whole being shook with sensation, an orgasmic bliss like none she had ever known. She knew him! His essence flooded her soul just as his name formed in her mind. Vadim!

My Ninotchka, you cannot stay!

Searing heat ripped her heart when he spoke her name. But it wasn’t her name, was it? She tried to tell him, My name is Presley, Presley Knowles. But the words stayed in her mind. With the dizzying sense of spinning out of control, she fell backwards toward the wheat covered car.

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SINS AND SECRETS EXCERPT

Nellie led Peter through the curtained door into the inner world of Nellie’s Tavern. Only those considered her clients were escorted into her sanctum. Walking up a dark flight of stairs, she led him to her personal quarters. “I’m honoured, Nellie. It’s been some time since I have had the privilege.”

“It’s been some time since anyone has had the privilege.” She set the bottle and glasses on her desk and poured them each a drink.

“Those pink curtains around the bed, they are new?”

“That is my French canopy. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever owned! I love sleeping inside the colour. It makes me feel safe.”

Peter smiled as he looked at the gaudy strips of pink cloth hanging in a circle around the bed. “They are nearly as colourful as you are! Your canopy bed suits you very well.”

“You have not come to see me to chat about my bed.” Handing Peter the glass, she asked, “Are you going to tell me why you are really here?”

“For some female companionship, of course.” Drinking the brandy she gave him in one swallow, he held out his glass for more.

Before refilling his glass, Nellie lifted the corner of her skirt and tucked it into her belt. She watched him as she poured the brandy. He did not take his eyes off of her legs. “Female companionship you will have, but not before you tell me why it is me you want.”

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SINGLE TITLES REVIEW - SIZZLING!

P.F. Kozak pens a steamy romance between two ordinary people in her riveting novel PASSION. . . .PASSION by P.F. Kozak is erotic and sexually explicit so readers beware, you may need your significant other handy. For a read that will take over your senses and imagination, PASSION by P.F. Kozak is written for you!

Beverly Romance Books - ***** (5 Stars)

Erotica At Its Best! One of the best erotica books I’ve read in a long time. . . The sex scenes are well-written, but unlike some erotica that has no story or character development, this story does, which makes it an all around pleasure to read. A very pleasurable book from beginning to end. A story that stimulates and surpasses all of the sensuality tests and scales. . . .
More than an erotic story of just sexual escapades, this is also a love story – and written in the Victorian era – making it a historical erotic romance – makes it even more alluring for romantica fans. I highy recommend this book for adults who enjoy a well-written historical erotic romance and I look forward to many more books written by P.F. Kozak in the future.

Pearls in the Raw - Victorian Erotica Rediscovered

Interesting word – voluptuous. It suggests ample or full, and in the broader sense, given over to the satisfaction of sensual desires. That is no doubt why “The Pearl” is described as “A Journal of Facetiæ and Voluptuous Reading.” “The Pearl,” an underground journal published in Victorian England from July 1879 to December 1880, is an erotic treasure chest. It is one of many such treasures I discovered while writing “Sins and Secrets,” an erotic novel set in Victorian London.

The research for “Sins and Secrets” took me into the shadow of the Victorian libido.

Just Erotic Romance Reviews - ***** (5 Stars)

Sins and Secrets is a fabulous book that is addictive reading. Set in Victorian London, this was a time when people were both very proper and also very sensually indulgent; your passions, peccadilloes, or sexual inclinations could be indulged behind closed doors. Ms. Kozak gives the reader the impression of being transported back to that time in history, bringing alive the sights, smells and people. I found Sins and Secrets to have a unique writing style; Ms. Kozak is daring in her execution of this erotic romantic piece of work, utilizing the era to her advantage and giving us such a raunchy, bawdy and extremely arousing tale of a passionate love that sustains and strengthens through some interesting developments. Especially when Peter initiates Pamela into the world of hidden desires, sexual fantasies, pleasure and pain, these two explode off the pages.

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Coffee Time Romance Review

SUPERB! Ms. Kozak has creatively penned a very spicy historical, that will shed a whole new light on historical romances. Exceptionally written and vividly described, this tale is about one woman’s move for her independence, not only as a person but in her sexuality also. Strong characters and some very interesting secondary characters are the base of this story with extremely erotic sex scenes and an interesting storyline interwoven to make a complete tapestry. A very entertaining story perfect for bedtime.

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Fallen Angel Reviews - 5 Angels

Passion is a quirky story that seems eerily autobiographical. Using alternating points of view, Ms. Kozak walks us through the meeting and subsequent relationship of Passion Flower “Pash” Platanov and Professor Ivan Kozak. Pash is a delightful mix of innocence and deviltry. She shows a keen insight into the minds and hearts of the people she comes in contact with and grounds the more flamboyant and mercurial Ivan. Ivan is a man’s man with the added benefit of a background in English literature. When you mix brawn and brains, a delectable package emerges.

P.F. Kozak has penned a fantastic story of accepting responsibility for your actions and the intimacies of a serious relationship. I look forward to reading more from Ms. Kozak.

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Just Erotic Romance Reviews ***** ( 5 stars)

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Pash is a dedicated author that longs for the love and life that fantasies are made from. To find a little passion, she decides to take riding lessons. There she meets Ivan Kozak, a man like no other she has ever met. Ivan is a college professor that helps his friend Steve out with his ranch during Ivan’s breaks. For most of his life, Ivan has been the “love them and leave them” type of guy, but now together, Pash and Ivan find a love in each other that neither of them knew the other possessed. Can Pash learn to live with Ivan’s past, and can Ivan learn to love and stay?

What you don’t see right now is me bowing down to Mrs. Kozak for a story that is to die for, or should I say to cum for. The book starts out with a sexual fantasy that could make anyone blush.

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It’s Not About The Boa

“Bloody hell! She writes erotica!” That’s what I heard from the first person I told I was going to be published. Before then, no one knew about my writing. My secret life, and my inner world, were about to be exposed.

When I met my soon-to-be editor at a restaurant in midtown Manhattan, I wore a purple feather boa. I bought the boa to wear when I sat at my computer to write. Somehow, it helped me unlock the inner room where I stored all of my erotic treasures. Wearing that boa in public for the first time externalized my sense of coming out of the closet.

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