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Lauren Smith is back with the latest in her sexy historical romance series, League of Rogues, with WICKED RIVALS!

wickedrivals_tourbadgeA cunning Scottish lady bests an English baron of legendary control in a game of business and seduction…

 

Lauren Smith is back with the latest in her sexy #historicalromance series, League of Rogues, with WICKED RIVALS!

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A LORD WITH LEGENDARY CONTROL…

Merciless and powerful, Ashton Lennox is a wealthy man because he puts business before everything else, especially love. As a member of the infamous League of Rogues, he’s no stranger to scandal. His bedroom conquests are as legendary as his fortune. As he searches for a way to bring down an old enemy bent on destroying the lives of his friends, the last thing he needs is a Scottish widow getting in his way.
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A FIERY WOMAN WHO WON’T BACK DOWN…

The daughter of a Scottish lord with a dark and treacherous past, Rosalind Melbourne has spent years distancing from her past. After escaping her tyrannical father and marrying an aging English lord, she has become a powerful widow with a business empire at her command. Her business dealings are everything to her, leaving her no time for love. Especially not with her business rival Ashton, a man with a scandalous reputation as striking as his blue eyes.

A GAME OF WITS TURNS TO A GAME OF SEDUCTION…

Ashton is fascinated by the strong-willed, intelligent and sensual lady who, up until now, had outsmarted him at every turn. Rosalind wishes she could deny she is falling for the brooding, handsome baron. How can she possibly trust him when doing so could cost her what she values most—her freedom? When Ashton discovers Rosalind might hold the key to saving the League of Rogues, he knows he will do anything to woo his wicked lass. As their pasts return to haunt them and dark forces rise to keep them from exposing a deadly spymaster, their game of love turns to a game of survival…

 

Warning: This book includes a brooding baron who’s wild in bed, a crafty Scottish lass who never knows when to quit, a wicked game of strip chess, and a merry band of rogues whose first instinct is to run they hear wedding bells ring.

 

 

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About Lauren Smith:

 

Amazon Best-Selling Author Lauren Smith is an attorney by day, author by night, who pens adventurous and edgy romance stories by the light of her smartphone flashlight app. She’s a native Oklahoman who lives with her three pets: a feisty chinchilla, sophisticated cat, and dapper little schnauzer. She’s won multiple awards in several romance subgenres including being an Amazon.com Breakthrough Novel Award Quarter-Finalist and a Semi-Finalist for the Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Award.

 
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Landing the Air Marshal by Jennifer Blackwood

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Landing the Air Marshal

by Jennifer Blackwood
Snowpocalypse #1
Publication Date: September 12, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Brazen, Contemporary Romance

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Synopsis: It was meant to be a one-night stand. One wicked night with an irresistibly sexy passenger. That’s all Air Marshal Gage Michaels can afford–his career comes before everything else. Too bad the snowpocalpyse of the century has different plans for him and Abby Winters. Before the night’s over, they find themselves snowed in at the most luxurious hotel in the city.Abby’s scouting job of a NYC penthouse should be quick, simple, and definitely shouldn’t include a sexy-as-hell man messing up the 3000 count sheets that will be featured in her company’s next blockbuster hit. Not when she’s up for a promotion that could skyrocket her entire career in the film industry. Still, she can’t refuse what the weather gods so obviously want her to have. She’ll give in, just this once.

Leaving is tougher than either of them could have imagined. But they’re two people who have nothing in common, living on opposite coasts. There’s no way they can ever be together. Right?

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Jennifer Blackwood is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance. She lives in Oregon with her husband, son, and poorly behaved black lab puppy. When not chasing after her toddler, you can find her binging on episodes of Gilmore Girls and Supernatural, and locking herself in her office to write.

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Stadium of Lights by Tia Lewis

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Stadium of Lights

by Tia Lewis
A Sports Romance
Publication Date: September 19, 2016
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Sports, Romance

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He can’t help claiming her. But can he love her?

Max Anderson enjoys all the perks of being a star NFL quarterback?including the women. He has no intention of changing his carefree, hard-loving lifestyle … until a twist of fate reunites him with the girl he knew growing up.

Abby Morrison has worked hard to become a physical therapist. She knows she needs to keep things professional with Max — but the truth is, she’s always loved him. Back then, she hid it. Now, it’s not so easy.

As they rekindle their friendship, the heat between them is impossible to ignore. Soon it flares out of control, and the fallout threatens to ruin everything. Can they salvage a future together … or will the consequences wreck their lives?

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About Tia Lewis

Tia Lewis is a romance author from the Midwest who writes about smart, sexy, sassy women and hot, possessive alpha males. Her favorite bad boys to write about include sports players, mafia, bikers, billionaires and the bad-ass next door. You can find her cooking, reading, or traveling when she’s not busy working on her next release.

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Baited Truth by Jenn Hype

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Author: Jenn Hype
Release Date: 6th September
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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Brooke

Nothing about my life has been easy, but that hasn’t stopped me from living it. So when someone sets out to steal that life from me, they better come heavily armed and with an army close behind, because nothing short of nuclear warfare is going to stop me from protecting what’s mine. 

When my mom gets taken, I set out to find her and missing pieces of a puzzle I didn’t even know existed start to fall into place.

I might end up paying the price for someone else’s sins, but there’s no turning back now. I’m far too invested in this now – in finding my mom, in untangling the web of lies surrounding me, and more than anything else, I’m far too invested in the sexy, secretive and seriously annoying man helping me.

Grant

As an ex-SEAL that’s seen and endured horrors the majority of civilians think only exist in Hollywood, I really thought there wasn’t much that could surprise me anymore.

Then Jack, my boss and closest thing I have to a dad, goes missing.

He goes missing on the same day a pint-sized little spitfire that makes waterboarding sound relaxing compared to her relentless persistence shows up. She shows up someplace she doesn’t belong and claims to be looking for her mom, who was abducted the same day Jack went missing.

Her arrival starts looking less and less like a coincidence and more like karma looking to punish me for decades of sins I didn’t even know I’d committed.

She fights me at every turn. Challenges me in the worst ways. And turns me on like no woman has before.

Not that I have any plans of hooking up with the nuisance who lives to make my life difficult. I’d have to be a giant dumbass to get into bed with her before knowing if she’s friend or foe.

Apparently I’m a giant dumbass.


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What’s up world – I’m Jenn Hype.

Author, mother, wife, singer/songwriter, aspiring comedian – I wear many hats. Some of them fit, some of them look ridiculous, and all of them are fun. Life’s too short to take anything too seriously, so I don’t. 

Sarcasm is my go-to, especially when it’s most inappropriate. Need someone to make an uncomfortable situation even more awkward? I’m the girl for the job.

I’m ridiculously A.D.D. and I own it. I have a serious addiction to ecards and the majority of my Pinterest account is dedicated to them. The key to my heart is glitter and caffeine – my needs are basic.

I’m a bookaholic and I crush hard on my book boyfriends and their authors. Some might call me obsessive, but I disagree. That word really doesn’t do justice to how crazy I get when it comes to something I’m passionate about. I’m not afraid to go fangirl on you, so don’t test me.

Anything else you want to know, feel free to ask. I’m an open book, and I love to hear from readers. 


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Now & Forever Still: A.M. Johnson

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Wildfire Hurricane (A Ryder Boys Novel Book 1) by Amelia James

Wildfire Hurricane

(A Ryder Boys Novel Book 1)

When Simone Leveque met Dash Ryder in seventh grade, she immediately fell for him—head over heels down the stairs…

 

 


Despite her less than graceful introduction, Simone jumped right up and yelled, “Ta-da,” drawing the attention and admiration of everyone, including Dash. The two quickly became bickering best friends, fighting about anything and everything until Dash finally kissed her, cementing their young love for a lifetime.


 


They fought hard and made up harder, but some things are unforgivable…



 

 

Simone knows Malcolm lied to Dash. Plain and simple. She would have never cheated on him, especially with his own brother. Dash wouldn’t believe her back then, and thirteen years later when their careers bring them back together, he still won’t. 

 

 

 

 

Dash can’t believe the woman who sent his heart to an early grave is now his new boss… 

 

 

 

 

Time doesn’t heal pain. Dash still can’t forgive Simone for betraying his trust all those years ago, and when old tensions combine with an undeniable attraction, a new flame takes hold—literally. 

 

 

 

 

An out of control wildfire tests Dash’s firefighting crew, and an unprecedented hurricane threatens the city, forcing the volatile former couple to work together to survive while somehow keeping their hands off each other. But reckless passion isn’t enough to keep them together this time. Simone must fight to bring the truth to light if she wants her future with Dash to outlast this…

 

 

 

 

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Dash watched his crew’s vehicle
disappear into the falling dark. Electricity lingered in the air, crackling and
popping. The storm that might’ve started the fire rolled out hours ago, but the
friction between him and his new boss lit up the place like a Christmas tree on
crack.
The sun dropped behind the
mountains, and he turned on his truck’s headlights, shining the bright beams on
the blackened landscape around him. He spotted a splintered tree, grabbed his
axe, and waved for Simone to follow him. “Ray said the fire was most likely
started by lightning.” The formerly towering pine had been split in two, and
the half that lay on the ground burned up, but the portion still standing
showed charring that didn’t match the fire’s path. “I’ll bet this is what it
hit.” He rolled his dirty sleeves up to his elbows and raked the axe through
the dirt, searching for more evidence.
Simone stood next to him and
studied the tree. “The storm woke me up last night. Sounded like it was right
on top of me.”
“Yeah, I heard it too. We’ve had a
long, hot summer. The mountains are ripe for a blaze.” This is good. Keep it professional. He turned, brushing his bare
arm against hers. Lightning surged between them, overloading his brain with
memories of skin on skin. Making out in his truck after football games. Driving
her home after curfew. Urgent need and fumbling hands. “Do you remember our
first time?” What the fuck is that?
Her eyes widened, big, brown, and
scrambling to comprehend what he’d said. A smile lifted her cheeks, revealing
that yes, she did remember. Fondly. He’d written endless stanzas about her
expressive face, but he couldn’t remember any of them at the moment because his
damn dick wanted to come out and play.
“Mmm-hmm… hottest thirty seconds of
my life.”
Dash sputtered. “Hey, it was thirty-five seconds. Goddamn right– Hottest by far, darlin’.”
“The second time though.” Her eyes
sparkled with the mischief he’d once loved. “Forty seconds later.” She picked
up a half-burned stick and used it to knock down piles of ashes.
“Oh yeah. Much better.” His cock
swelled as he grinned and finished her thought. “For you too.”
“Mm-hm, that’s right. Practice
makes perfect. We did a lot of practicing.” She turned over a smoking stack of
leaves with the stick and spread them across the ground.
“A lot of making up.”
“What did we fight about?” Her
eyebrows drew together as if the memory failed to load.
“Everything.” Dash shrugged, at the
moment unable to recall anything specific. All their fights seemed to start for
one reason. “You never listened to me.”
Simone shook her head. “You always
had to be in charge. I remember when–”
“See, you never listen.”
“Shut up. Remember when I wanted to
go to that new water park in Montebello? Just twenty minutes away instead of
three hours.”
He wracked his brain. The local
news had overhyped the place when it opened. “We went there all the time.
What’s the big deal?”
“I wanted to go on opening weekend
when they had concerts and free food. But you said ‘no way’.”
“I never said we wouldn’t go. I
said let’s wait until after the crowded craziness was over.”
“Is that what you said?” The impish
smile that hardened his dick like stone appeared and taunted him. “I wasn’t
listening.” She turned her back and left him scowling at her sweet, swaying
ass.
Jesus,
I need to fuck her.
 



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“Maybe we’ll get another chance.”
Simone stood, pulling her head out
of fantasy land. “Is that what we want?” She spotted the coffee maker sitting
on a counter next to an old filing cabinet, and she topped off her cup.
Dash followed her. “Hell yeah. I
wish I’d done it to you back in high school.”
She allowed the daydream train to
idle at the ‘what if’ station. “Why didn’t you?”
“Guys are selfish pricks at that
age. We love pussy, but we’re also a little afraid of it. Sticking your dick in
a girl is one thing, but your face is entirely different.”
She hid a laugh in her cup. “No, I
mean…” Do we want us again? She couldn’t ask him that
question. Not yet.
“I know what you mean.” A lingering
brush on her shoulder accompanied his soft tone. “We can’t… I don’t want to
hurt–”
“Just stop.” If he said again,
she’d kick him in the balls.
“Anymore.” He ran his hand through
his wild hair as he paced across the room.
The urge to beat him fled, replaced
by an overpowering need to hold him. But for his comfort or for hers?  “Neither do I.”
He circled back toward her,
unwavering as if drawn by a powerful magnet. “But I can’t stay away from you.”
His hands landed on her shoulders, stroking down her arms in an urgent caress.
She set down her coffee cup and
matched his grasp, holding him with equal fervor.
“Every time we’ve been together,
we’ve fucked each other like horny teenagers.” He leaned in and his hot words
tickled her neck, sending a shivery thrill straight to her thighs.
“Not my fault.”
He stepped back and his gaze swept
her body. “And standing here looking at you this morning…” He gnawed his lips
and stared up at the ceiling as if gathering his thoughts, searching for the
right words.
Oh
shit. Does he still love me?
Dash fixed his gaze on her breasts.
“I gotta know if that’s the shirt you slept in last night.”
Um…unexpected.
“No.”
“Damn it.” He stole a sideways peek
at her ass. “Are you wearing underwear?”
“Would you like to find out?”
He nodded like a bobble-head doll.
Predictable.
She slowly pulled them hem of her shirt up, exposing her bare skin. His eyes
twinkled as he trailed his fingers over her stomach. She swatted his hand away
like an irritating fly.
“Hey!”
She grabbed her coffee and marched
across the room. “You think I’m going to let you paw around after what you did
last night?”
He charged after her. “What I did?
Woman, you started it!” He tripped over his feet and frowned. “I think.”
She slammed the cup down on her
desk then whirled and pointed in his face. “No, I stopped it!”
Their shouts echoed around the room
as they argued on top of each other.
 “Exactly! You can’t leave a man like that.”
“You in your tight t-shirt, all hot
and damp.”
“That’s not the point! I know you
liked it.”
She gasped and shoved him.
A triumphant sneer curled his lip.
“Who’s hot and damp now?”
“Me.” She grabbed his collar with
both hands, and he tumbled into her as she jerked him against the desk. Their
bodies kissed first, then their lips found each other.
He braced his arms around her. “You
definitely started this.”
“Shut up.” She planted her mouth on
his and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt while he pushed her jacket off
her shoulders. Coffee splashed on the desk and its heady aroma teased Simone’s
senses while Dash wrestled with his belt buckle and unzipped his pants.
“Like horny teenagers?” She gasped
in his ear as his hands slid inside the back of her jeans and under her panties
to cup her bare ass.
“Uh-huh. Just like old times.” He
winked. “But with new skills.” He pointed his tongue and dragged it across her
bottom lip.
Oh
hell yes!
Her knees buckled, but his possessive
grip on her butt kept her body tight against him. All her professional
intentions disappeared as Dash nipped at her neck. Her nipples pebbled,
straining against her bra and begging for that talented tongue.
“Is this how you two resolve
workplace conflict?”
When I was in the third grade, my
teacher wrote ‘tends to daydream’ on my report card. Playgirl magazine.
Two of them were published. I kept writing and eventually my short stories
became romance novels.
What did she expect from a
girl raised on fairy tales? I’m convinced those fanciful stories led to the
romance novel addiction I acquired in junior high. My mom caught me reading a
particularly hot one and took it away from me. She couldn’t stop me from
daydreaming though, and after I got married, I wrote some of my steamier
daydreams down and sent them to
I live in Colorado now, but I’ll
always be a loyal Wisconsin Cheesehead. When I’m not lusting after my next bad
boy hero, I’m looking for inspiration in sci-fi and action movies, football
players, morally ambiguous lawyers, muscle cars, and kick-butt chicks. Characters—the
ever-present voices in my head—bring my books to life. They’re my imaginary
friends.
We all need to get away from reality
for a little while. I prefer to escape with a sizzly, sexy, forever romance.
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Devil’s Cove Author: R.C. Matthew

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Book Title: Devil’s Cove
Author: R.C. Matthews
Genre: Gothic Romance
Release Date: August 28, 2016
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Devil’s Cove cowers in the dark shadows of an abandoned manor, shrouded in horror and spoken of only in the faintest of whispers.
Captain Devlin Limmerick knows its secrets, keeps them hidden with his own. Feared as ‘The Devil’ on the high seas, he is lured to the manor by an unquenchable thirst for revenge. It is a thirst matched only by his hunger for the powerful medium he has coerced to aid him. Her presence at the manor invites strange, inexplicable happenings, forcing him to believe nothing is as dead as it seems. Especially his heart.
Blinded from youth and touched with an ability to communicate beyond the grave, Grace has been both feared and revered by the uneasy town folk. Yet she is powerless against the unrest brewing within the manor walls and finds herself wickedly drawn to the Devil’s darkness. Still, she refuses to sacrifice her soul to set Devlin’s unspeakable plans in motion.
In the throes of passion and danger, their skills will be tested beyond any foe they’ve ever fought, and not a single soul is safe. The only way out is deep within … if they dare to believe.

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Emma placed a hand on her shoulder and gave a reassuring squeeze. “I’ve prepared a nice bath for you. The captain thought it might soothe your aching muscles. Perhaps the hot water will bring some of the color back into your cheeks. You’re still awfully pale. Let me help you in the tub, and then I’ll return in a while with your breakfast. How does that sound?”

Grace stood, and this time the groan that erupted from her was a result of the pain coursing through her. Every muscle in her body burned from the simple movement, as if she had exercised for hours on end the day before.

“That would be lovely,” she said, allowing Emma to pull her nightgown over her head and lead her to the bathtub.

Grace slipped her toe into the water and sighed, then followed with her entire body. The moment she settled against the back, a waft of lavender filled her nostrils. A bar of soap was thrust into her left hand and a cloth into her right.

“You can wash at your leisure,” Emma said, the sound of her feet bustling around the room. “And I’ll bring rosemary tea to rinse out your hair.”

The door snapped shut, and Grace relaxed her shoulders, letting the hot water seep into her sore muscles. Every minute or so, she stretched out her legs and enjoyed the waves of hot water rippling over her skin. When the ache in her muscles subsided, she rubbed the bar of soap into the washcloth and ran it along the length of her arm.

The doorknob rattled, startling Grace. “Back so soon, Emma? I haven’t even washed yet.”

“Would you care for help?” a woman asked, her voice close and oddly familiar.

Grace pulled her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. “Excuse me, but who are you?” The undeniable scent of rosewater permeated the air, reminding her of the first morning, when she’d sniffed the warm sheets. And against her will, the smell aroused evocative feelings in her that were better left to her dreams. Shame flooded her chest, and she buried her face against her shoulder. “Please ask Emma to return.”

A light scraping sounded against the wooden floor, back and forth, back and forth. She recognized it immediately, and chills raced up her spine, despite the warmth of the water surrounding her. She clasped her hands even tighter about her legs, drawing into herself.

“Don’t be afraid,” the woman said, her words a soft hiss. “My name is Josephine. I won’t hurt you, my sweet.”

Grace’s stomach lurched as she fought to control the trembling spreading through her limbs. Good Lord, she was going to die. She wanted to scream, but she found herself incapable, held in a trancelike state of ineptitude.

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R.C. Matthews was raised in the Metro-Detroit area along with three sisters and a brother by deaf parents. Her father is a voracious reader and that gene lives on in all of his children. Now the reading gene is sprouting in her own two sons who love to read J.K. Rowling, Rick Riordan and may others. She enjoys traveling with her family (loving husband, two sons and a stepson), reading, down-hill skiing and playing board games with her family.

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NEW RELEASE! Sarah Marsh – DARK REDEMPTION

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Sofia Boon was ready to make changes in her life, but she didn’t see this coming…
Taking a chance, she finds the nerve to ask out her handsome neighbor, but when he doesn’t show up for their date, Sofia knocks on his door and meets a man claiming to be his roommate, and she soon realizes she’s made a horrible mistake.

Eitan Kent is a tortured man, haunted by a death he was unable to prevent…

Eitan believes he is unworthy of being loved. He buries himself in his work and takes a job to track down a wanted criminal, Ben Donovan. He locates Donovan’s apartment, but finds it empty—until Donovan’s “date” shows up.

Eitan doesn’t know what to make of sweet, curvy Sofia, but she’s the only lead he has…
Feeling he has no choice, Eitan decides to take her with him to see if she can somehow lead him to Donovan before it’s too late—or if her innocence is all an act and she’s involved in the bastard’s crimes.

Sofia is terrified and tries to explain to the dark stranger that she barely knows her neighbor and has no idea how to track him down, but Eitan knows exactly how to get the truth from her. Who knew a little torture could be so sweet?

Tag: “Who says it’s always the damsel who needs to be rescued?”

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EXCERPT:

That rat bastard! She thought as she watched him stroll out of the room just as though nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t just gotten her so turned on that she thought she’d spontaneously combust and then just…left.

Sofia didn’t think about what she would have done if he’d tried to have sex with her. That would just ruin the fury she was currently riding. She should be relieved he hadn’t tried to force her. She should have been, logically speaking, but she had to admit to herself her overheated body was ready to beg for release and that her traitorous hormones were killing the rational part of her brain. Sofia knew it was crazy, but all she could think about right now was that the most satisfying way to get some relief was under her sexy captor. It was an issue that only got worse as he walked back into the room with a tray of food and all that beautiful, tanned bare skin.

“Here, let me help you sit up so you can eat,” he said, putting the tray down on the nightstand and moving closer, “Or would you rather wash up and use the bathroom first?”
“Bathroom first, please,” she said immediately, thinking she could follow his lead and get some satisfaction while cleaning up.

But clearly her eagerness must have given her away because he raised one eyebrow in challenge.

“Okay, but you have ten minutes to shower, and you are not allowed to touch yourself other than to get clean―am I understood?” he said in a firm tone as he leaned forward and undid her wrists.

“You’re going to watch me?” she asked, not quite certain if she was offended or turned on at the prospect. She wondered for a second why his firm tone seemed to excite her more than it should have.

“Do you want me to watch you?” he whispered low next to her ear, causing awareness to spread through her entire body.

Sofia was a little breathless at the thought of putting on the same show for him as he did for her, but in the end, her pride won out over the wanton need she felt inside.
“No,” she barely answered, and it sounded weak even to her ears.

His deep chuckle at her answer made her nipples peak even more, and she was almost disappointed when he leaned back and pushed the timer on his watch.
“You’ve got ten minutes, Sofia. Then I come in and get you.”

Sofia had never used the washroom and showered so fast in all her life, she got done with barely a minute to spare as she put her bra and underwear back on and then wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel before she walked back out into the room.

“You can keep the towel until you’ve eaten, then it’s off,” he said once he saw her.
She’d take that small win, and she took her sweet ass time eating as well until he finally took the tray away after she’d spent five minutes chewing a single piece of melon.
“Now are you going to make this difficult on both of us or are you going to behave?” he said as he motioned toward the wrist cuffs once again.

She thought about it, but there was nothing she could do against his superior strength, so she begrudgingly laid back against the padded headboard and raised her wrists.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked quietly. “I told you everything I know already.”

“Well, I’ll see about that soon enough, won’t I?” was all he said in reply as he fastened the cuffs and picked up the tray before he left the room.

****

By the time Eitan had gotten the kitchen cleaned up from breakfast and returned to the bedroom, he was already half hard from replaying how she’d looked watching him come in the shower. He thought about putting on a pair of jeans, but why bother? He certainly wasn’t ashamed for her to see how she affected him and she sure as hell didn’t seem to be put off by his body, so he may as well use that to his advantage, right?

“Ready for the ankle cuffs?” he asked as he entered the room.

He saw her swallow hard and move her legs tighter together.

“Why do you have to?” she asked with a worried look. “Are you going to touch me?”

“You don’t want me to touch you?” he challenged, already knowing her body didn’t have any arguments.

“Of course I don’t want you to touch me!” she answered, clearly trying to sound offended that he’d suggest such a thing, “I don’t even know your name!”

“Well, that’s easy enough to remedy,” he said as he placed one knee on the bed and pulled up the first ankle cuff. “My name is Eitan. Now give me your leg, Sofia.”

He could tell she was surprised he’d given her his name, and to be truthful, he was a bit surprised by that himself. But the more he thought about his name on her lips as she moaned her pleasure, the harder his cock got. He was doing all sorts of things with this little captive that seemed to be breaking his rules, and Eitan wasn’t sure he really cared.
When she tentatively placed her little foot in his hand, he quickly attached the cuff and then slowly ran his fingers over the softness of her skin. Clearly she waxed her legs as the skin was still supple and hair free. That thought made him more aware of the noticeably smooth skin under those pretty purple panties, and his mouth watered as he imagined how soft it would feel under his tongue. As he fastened the second cuff and her legs moved further apart, it was all he could do not to crawl up her body and relieve her of those panties just as he’d fantasized about doing in the shower this morning. It was then that he finally had to admit to himself that this interrogation was probably going to be more difficult for him than it was going to be for her…because his self-control was already bucking to be let loose.

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Author Bio:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

Social Media and Author page links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfiction
Blog: http://sarahmarshfiction.com/
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fiction
Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/sarah-marsh/
Limitless Publishing: http://www.limitlesspublishing.net/authors/sarah-marsh/
Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/sarah-marsh

NEW RELEASE! Sarah Marsh – DARK REDEMPTION!

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NEW RELEASE! Sarah Marsh – DARK REDEMPTION!

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Blurb:

Sofia Boon was ready to make changes in her life, but she didn’t see this coming…
Taking a chance, she finds the nerve to ask out her handsome neighbor, but when he doesn’t show up for their date, Sofia knocks on his door and meets a man claiming to be his roommate, and she soon realizes she’s made a horrible mistake.

Eitan Kent is a tortured man, haunted by a death he was unable to prevent…

Eitan believes he is unworthy of being loved. He buries himself in his work and takes a job to track down a wanted criminal, Ben Donovan. He locates Donovan’s apartment, but finds it empty—until Donovan’s “date” shows up.

Eitan doesn’t know what to make of sweet, curvy Sofia, but she’s the only lead he has…
Feeling he has no choice, Eitan decides to take her with him to see if she can somehow lead him to Donovan before it’s too late—or if her innocence is all an act and she’s involved in the bastard’s crimes.

Sofia is terrified and tries to explain to the dark stranger that she barely knows her neighbor and has no idea how to track him down, but Eitan knows exactly how to get the truth from her. Who knew a little torture could be so sweet?

Tag: “Who says it’s always the damsel who needs to be rescued?”

Purchase Links:
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2bjci5d
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2bhrazu
#Amazon #KU #KindleUnlimited #Paperback #eBook

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EXCERPT:

That rat bastard! She thought as she watched him stroll out of the room just as though nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t just gotten her so turned on that she thought she’d spontaneously combust and then just…left.

Sofia didn’t think about what she would have done if he’d tried to have sex with her. That would just ruin the fury she was currently riding. She should be relieved he hadn’t tried to force her. She should have been, logically speaking, but she had to admit to herself her overheated body was ready to beg for release and that her traitorous hormones were killing the rational part of her brain. Sofia knew it was crazy, but all she could think about right now was that the most satisfying way to get some relief was under her sexy captor. It was an issue that only got worse as he walked back into the room with a tray of food and all that beautiful, tanned bare skin.

“Here, let me help you sit up so you can eat,” he said, putting the tray down on the nightstand and moving closer, “Or would you rather wash up and use the bathroom first?”
“Bathroom first, please,” she said immediately, thinking she could follow his lead and get some satisfaction while cleaning up.

But clearly her eagerness must have given her away because he raised one eyebrow in challenge.

“Okay, but you have ten minutes to shower, and you are not allowed to touch yourself other than to get clean―am I understood?” he said in a firm tone as he leaned forward and undid her wrists.

“You’re going to watch me?” she asked, not quite certain if she was offended or turned on at the prospect. She wondered for a second why his firm tone seemed to excite her more than it should have.

“Do you want me to watch you?” he whispered low next to her ear, causing awareness to spread through her entire body.

Sofia was a little breathless at the thought of putting on the same show for him as he did for her, but in the end, her pride won out over the wanton need she felt inside.
“No,” she barely answered, and it sounded weak even to her ears.

His deep chuckle at her answer made her nipples peak even more, and she was almost disappointed when he leaned back and pushed the timer on his watch.
“You’ve got ten minutes, Sofia. Then I come in and get you.”

Sofia had never used the washroom and showered so fast in all her life, she got done with barely a minute to spare as she put her bra and underwear back on and then wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel before she walked back out into the room.

“You can keep the towel until you’ve eaten, then it’s off,” he said once he saw her.
She’d take that small win, and she took her sweet ass time eating as well until he finally took the tray away after she’d spent five minutes chewing a single piece of melon.
“Now are you going to make this difficult on both of us or are you going to behave?” he said as he motioned toward the wrist cuffs once again.

She thought about it, but there was nothing she could do against his superior strength, so she begrudgingly laid back against the padded headboard and raised her wrists.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked quietly. “I told you everything I know already.”

“Well, I’ll see about that soon enough, won’t I?” was all he said in reply as he fastened the cuffs and picked up the tray before he left the room.

****

By the time Eitan had gotten the kitchen cleaned up from breakfast and returned to the bedroom, he was already half hard from replaying how she’d looked watching him come in the shower. He thought about putting on a pair of jeans, but why bother? He certainly wasn’t ashamed for her to see how she affected him and she sure as hell didn’t seem to be put off by his body, so he may as well use that to his advantage, right?

“Ready for the ankle cuffs?” he asked as he entered the room.

He saw her swallow hard and move her legs tighter together.

“Why do you have to?” she asked with a worried look. “Are you going to touch me?”

“You don’t want me to touch you?” he challenged, already knowing her body didn’t have any arguments.

“Of course I don’t want you to touch me!” she answered, clearly trying to sound offended that he’d suggest such a thing, “I don’t even know your name!”

“Well, that’s easy enough to remedy,” he said as he placed one knee on the bed and pulled up the first ankle cuff. “My name is Eitan. Now give me your leg, Sofia.”

He could tell she was surprised he’d given her his name, and to be truthful, he was a bit surprised by that himself. But the more he thought about his name on her lips as she moaned her pleasure, the harder his cock got. He was doing all sorts of things with this little captive that seemed to be breaking his rules, and Eitan wasn’t sure he really cared.
When she tentatively placed her little foot in his hand, he quickly attached the cuff and then slowly ran his fingers over the softness of her skin. Clearly she waxed her legs as the skin was still supple and hair free. That thought made him more aware of the noticeably smooth skin under those pretty purple panties, and his mouth watered as he imagined how soft it would feel under his tongue. As he fastened the second cuff and her legs moved further apart, it was all he could do not to crawl up her body and relieve her of those panties just as he’d fantasized about doing in the shower this morning. It was then that he finally had to admit to himself that this interrogation was probably going to be more difficult for him than it was going to be for her…because his self-control was already bucking to be let loose.

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Author Bio:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

Social Media and Author page links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfiction
Blog: http://sarahmarshfiction.com/
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fiction
Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/sarah-marsh/
Limitless Publishing: http://www.limitlesspublishing.net/authors/sarah-marsh/
Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/sarah-marsh

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