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Saturday, April 25, 2015

Shadow Of Doubt Blog Tour - Spotlight + Excerpt #2: Shadow of Doubt (SBG #2) by P. A. DePaul



Author: P. A. DePaul
Series: SBG
Number in Series: 2
Release Date: April 21, 2015
Publisher: InterMix
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Presented byRock Star Lit
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Synopsis from P. A. DePaul

The new SBG novel from the author of Exchange of Fire.

When her secretly filmed tryst shows up on the internet, Michelle Alger goes on the run. She has no choice. Not only was her one-night stand the son of a US senator, but he’s been murdered—and she’s the number one suspect. With both the senator and an avenging drug lord on her trail, her life is in danger. There’s only man she can trust. He saved her once, but will he still be her hero six years later?

Captain Jeremy Malone and the rest of Delta Squad have the senator’s order: find the mystery woman who killed my son. But to Jeremy, she’s no mystery. Six years ago his team of Green Berets rescued her from the torturous clutches of a Colombian cartel, and he’s never forgotten her. His personal and covert mission: find Michelle before anyone else. When he and Michelle do meet again, the sparks are explosive and consuming. They’re also dangerous as hell.

Because with each new bit of evidence, Jeremy suspects that Michelle’s innocence may be a ruse—a beautiful trap set by a woman who has even more secrets yet to bare.

Buy here:
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EXCERPT #2



Cappy was going to hell.
The sight of Michelle’s perfect ass disappearing out the window was now permanently burned into his brain. He was such a bastard for avidly watching it wiggle as she forced her body through the tight opening.
Every nerve ending north of his toes still vibrated from touching her. Though he had sounded like a bumbling idiot earlier, he had meant it when he blurted out how amazing she looked; so healthy and whole. The antithesis of the bloody, broken woman damaged by the Osvaldo cartel in that shithole room six years ago.
This beautiful, vibrant, sexy woman had his blood surging and his fantasies on overload. Her body was built for a man like him. For deep, hard sex, be it up against a wall or bent over a chair . . . Goddammit.
Straight. To. Hell.
Remember the mission. He couldn’t think of her in any other terms than professional. He had to find out if she killed the Senator’s son, for Christ’s sake.
Not have her starring in his latest mental-porno-flick.
He pulled a disposable phone from his leg pocket and dropped it inside her overlarge bag. Once he zipped the thing closed, he called, “Heads up. Purse coming through.”
He gave it a little nudge over the sill, hearing it thud into her hands before he yanked the battery out of the back of her cell phone. Now she couldn’t be traced from the GPS in the device—which had been his plan if she hadn’t called him.
He dropped the pieces into his leg pocket for later disposal. Putting on his

sunglasses, he ensured his gun holster wouldn’t knock into the edges of the frame, and slid soundlessly through the small opening, then closed the window. Turning, he half expected to find her gone, but she stood just to the left, chewing on her lip with fear lacing her irises.
This way,” he whispered, grabbing her hand and motioning toward a grungy building next door.
The electricity from the contact instantly had him hard. He grunted and urged her forward. He pulled her around the back corner of a convenience store and stopped, shifting his hips to relieve the pressure.

Cutting it too close, Cappy,” Talon admonished softly.
Michelle jumped, squealed, then slapped a hand over her mouth.
Yeah. Talon had that effect on people. He was so damn good at blending into the background, he caught most by surprise.
Cappy seized Michelle’s hand to stop her from inching backward. “Relax.”
Her eyes were as large as her face and she didn’t seem to be able to look away from his teammate. A sudden shot of jealously spiked through his veins. Stow that shit. He had no time for that destructive emotion and it was wrong on so many levels.
Where’s the car?” he barked, jolting them all. Christ.
Engines raced into the parking lot next door and instantly shut off. Car doors opened, then slammed shut.
Cappy didn’t need to see his teammate’s eyes to know they were both thinking about how they had just barely made it. Michelle trembled underneath his palm.
Car’s on the other side of the dry cleaners, as commanded.” Talon pointed to a building that had seen better days adjacent to the convenience store.
Dear God, who is this guy? Michelle couldn’t stop staring at the wicked knife with the onyx blade still protruding from SCK’s fist.
She shivered.
A male voice yelled from the hotel’s parking lot, “You two cover the back. White, start peering in windows. I’ll talk to the desk clerk.”
Our signal to move,” Jeremy whispered, jerking her arm as he pulled her forward.
She ran as fast as she could but knew she wasn’t even close to the speed both men wanted. Tough darts. She didn’t live in a gym like them.
Did she do the right thing, calling Jeremy? She trailed behind the two men, still rattled by his blatant connection to the FBI’s investigation. He saved you before. Yeah, he did. Was he doing that now?




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About P. A. DePaul
 
I'm a multi-genre romance author including paranormal fantasy and romantic suspense.

I originally hail from Carroll and Baltimore County, Maryland, but also lived in Macon and Warner Robins, Georgia. I currently reside in a beautiful community just outside Philadelphia.

When my head is not completely absorbed with listening to very demanding characters, I can be found with my nose in a book—not only enjoying the story but studying what makes the novel work. I love action-adventure movies (if it blows up spectacularly, I'm there) and watching way too much TV. (Can everybody say “Procrastination?” To which I usually reply, “But it’s research!” Yeah, they don’t believe me either.). More times than not, my husband and Shi Tzu stand outside my closed office door wondering, “Is she still alive? Do we dare bother her? What if she’s on a roll?” Monty usually answers by scratching on the wood anyway. Gotta love a dog who doesn’t care about boundaries! Good thing he’s so cute!


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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

One Night Blog Tour - Spotlght + Excerpt: One Night (Only You #1) by A. J. Pine



Author: A. J. Pine
Series: Only You
Number in Series: 1
Release Date: April 21, 2015
Publisher: InterMix
Genre: Contemporary Romance/New Adult
Presented byRock Star Lit
 
 
Synopsis from A. J. Pine
When she lost it all, Jess decided to cope by living a lie.

But you can’t keep on pretending forever…

Twenty-one-year-old Jess used to have everything—a loyal best friend, a boyfriend she loved, and a future that was right on track. But in a single night, her whole world changed.

Now, Jess lives for the impersonal connection of drunken hook-ups and to-go coffee cups in the morning. All she needs is one night to pretend everything is fine…until she meets Adam.

Thanks to a sports injury, gorgeous, charming basketball star Adam Carson is stuck in physical therapy at the hospital where Jess interns—giving her the perfect opportunity to see his sweet, considerate nature and making her realize that maybe she does want something more.

But while Adam might be the best thing that’s happened to Jess in a long time, letting him past her carefully constructed walls means letting him know what happened...and why he'd never want her for more than one night.

Includes a preview of the upcoming Only You novel, One Life.
 
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EXCERPT
 
Well, Ms. Elliott, I believe I’m ready to sleep with you.”
My gaze searches the length of his body. Where his jeans once hugged his hips just right—and yes, I noticed—he now wears his green basketball shorts.
Do you always travel prepared to spend the night out?”
No . . .”
He rounds the bed slowly and sits on the side opposite me.
I’m not that kind of guy. I’m more the superstitious type.”
My heart hammers at his nearness. He may be across the bed, but he’s here, in my room, asking nothing of me other than a bed to sleep in.
Enlighten me,” I say.
I wear the shorts, under my jeans, the night before a game,” he starts. “And if it’s an away game, the night before travel too.”
Because winning has nothing to do with skill and strategy, only whether or not you’re wearing the shorts?”
He chucks a pillow at me. Then I reach over to my nightstand where the product of my kitchen visit lies, tossing it across the bed to him. He picks it up and eyes the package of frozen peas.
For your knee,” I say, and there’s a small silence as he positions the bag over the visible swelling.
Thank you.” He says nothing more to give away what we both know, that Jake’s cheap shot did more than draw blood. Adam absorbed the shock of the blow with his whole body.
I turn off my lamp and slide down until my head rests on my pillow. He slides down too, so he’s on his back, the bag of peas molded over his knee, his head turned to face me.
You’re miles away,” I say. But that’s not true. He’s closer than I’ve let anyone get since sophomore year.
He reaches his arm across the space between us, his hand finding mine where it lies on my pillow. He doesn’t grab it but instead snakes his pinky around mine.
I stifle a sharp breath, shocked not so much at the gesture itself but at the jolt of the touch of his skin.
I’m right here,” he says. “Just being a gentleman. Friends or not, I don’t have much control over what can happen…” His eyes dip to his shorts, and I giggle. “… if I get too close to a gorgeous girl in bed.”
Heat floods my neck, my cheeks, and I cross my fingers the room is dark enough that he doesn’t notice. The thought of Adam’s body pressed against mine—of him being aroused by me—threatens my last shred of resolve. Because I want him in so many ways, this gentleman who keeps his distance. But I want even more not to lose him as my friend.
You need to stop saying stuff like that.”
Like what?”
I chuck the pillow back at him.
I’m just asking for some clarification,” he says. “I mean, I say a lot of things.”
I purse my lips and glare.
Fine. Okay. I won’t call you gorgeous anymore. I don’t need to. You already know I think it.”
How does he do that? Unabashedly say things threatening to unravel me. With the few others who have shared this bed with me, all I ever wanted was to get to the sleeping part so I could close my eyes and forget, fool myself into a night free from dreams pretending the arms around me belonged to Bryan. When the dreams stayed hidden, sleep was the one thing that could transport me back to where I used to be.
But tonight I fight the fatigue. I don’t want the evening to end, don’t want to pretend I’m with anyone else. Still, my eyes grow heavy, blink, blink, blinking me off to sleep. With each flutter of my lids, I watch my pinky, still laced with his. Our hands are the last thing I see before I lose the battle and sleep takes me.
In the early morning, I don’t have to search for a warm body that finds more comfort in the art of spooning a pillow. Because Adam is still here, his finger still tangled with mine. But we failed at maintaining the bed-border relationship.
His arm no longer has to reach to find me. It’s bent at the elbow, pulled tight to his chest and along with it, my hand. And his head, tilted slightly in my direction, rests dreamily on my pillow. I watch him, this beautiful boy with an equally beautiful, forgiving, nonjudgmental heart. And for a minute, I imagine giving my heart to him and his accepting it without question. I imagine a future with him in it, but only for a moment, before I let his soft exhales lull me back to sleep. Reality can wait a few more hours.



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About A. J. Pine

AJ Pine writes stories to break readers’ hearts, but don’t worry—she’ll mend them with a happily ever after. As an English teacher and a librarian, AJ has always surrounded herself with books. All her favorites have one big commonality–romance. Naturally, her books have the same. When she’s not writing, she’s of course reading. Then there’s online shopping (everything from groceries to shoes) and, of course, a tiny bit of TV where she nourishes her undying love of vampires and superheroes. And in the midst of all of this, you’ll also find her hanging with her family in the Chicago burbs.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Release Day Blitz - Spotlight + Excerpt: Shadow of Doubt (SBG #2) by P. A. DePaul



Author: P. A. DePaul
Series: SBG
Number in Series: 2
Release Date: April 21, 2015
Publisher: InterMix
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Presented byRock Star Lit
Goodreads

 
Synopsis from P. A. DePaul

The new SBG novel from the author of Exchange of Fire.

When her secretly filmed tryst shows up on the internet, Michelle Alger goes on the run. She has no choice. Not only was her one-night stand the son of a US senator, but he’s been murdered—and she’s the number one suspect. With both the senator and an avenging drug lord on her trail, her life is in danger. There’s only man she can trust. He saved her once, but will he still be her hero six years later?

Captain Jeremy Malone and the rest of Delta Squad have the senator’s order: find the mystery woman who killed my son. But to Jeremy, she’s no mystery. Six years ago his team of Green Berets rescued her from the torturous clutches of a Colombian cartel, and he’s never forgotten her. His personal and covert mission: find Michelle before anyone else. When he and Michelle do meet again, the sparks are explosive and consuming. They’re also dangerous as hell.

Because with each new bit of evidence, Jeremy suspects that Michelle’s innocence may be a ruse—a beautiful trap set by a woman who has even more secrets yet to bare.

Buy here:
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EXCERPT

Cappy could only murmur, “It’s okay,” over and over into the crown of her head. He shifted to relieve his crushed balls and sent up a small prayer for guidance.
He hated feeling so helpless.
He had seen good men, good soldiers, struggle with the horrors they faced in war. Whether the violence was by their own hands or what they watched their buddy go through didn’t seem to matter. They were crippled just the same. To witness this exquisite creature’s terror as she fought to stay out of Raul’s phantom hands left him feeling inadequate and guilty. He should have known about her capture sooner. Should have been able to save her from that hell.
Images of her tortured body rose in his mind. Christ, what those men had done to her. Rage curled in his gut as he gently stroked her arm. He wished he could kill them all over again and not just for what they subjected her to, but for the men he had lost that day. Friends who didn’t deserve to have their lives cut short because he had lost focus and allowed his emotions to lead.
Fewer tears soaked into his shirt and a soft snore filled his ears. He gently transferred her to the couch, replacing his arm with an ugly beige pillow.
After crossing the room, he motioned for Talon to lift the paper towels. His teammate tipped his head back and removed the wad. Bruising across the bridge of his nose had already started blossoming spectacularly. “You’re going to have a hell of a shiner just in time to replace the one that just healed.” Cappy peered closer. “You need to get that looked at.”
I’ve had a broken nose before.” Talon pivoted and entered the kitchen. “This doesn’t feel like that. Any ice ready in the freezer?”
Cappy opened the appliance’s door but it was empty. A stack of plastic trays sat neatly on top of the refrigerator, waiting to be filled. “Nope. Go see a doctor anyway just to be safe. Call me when you’re released. I’ll give you the list of supplies we need from the store.” Cappy stepped out of the kitchen and glanced toward the couch. Michelle still slept in the same position he’d placed her in. Good. He motioned for Talon to follow him through the dining room and out the sliding glass door.
Once Talon crossed over the threshold, Cappy closed the door and angled his body so he could watch over Michelle.
Talon flicked a glance down Cappy’s sight line and snorted, then winced at the action. “You better get your head out of your dick and wake up.”
Cappy jerked at the attack and straightened to his full height. “Excuse me?”
That girl murdered Colin Harris and you’re in there stroking her like a damn puppy.”
We don’t know that for sure.” Even to his ears he sounded defensive. Shit.
Spoken like a guy wanting to get laid.”
Hey,” Cappy snapped. “I’m still your CO”
Then act like a commanding officer,” Talon retorted, not getting the message to back down. “Find out what happened.”
Cappy gripped his hips to keep from encircling Talon’s throat. “What do you think I’m doing?”
Talon tried to snort again. “I don’t know, clearing the house so you can screw her.”
Get real,” Cappy retorted. “She doesn’t really want me, just what I represent.”
She’s suffering from hero worship and you have a rescue complex when it comes to her. You’re both screwed up but that still doesn’t mean you can’t fuck her.”
Cappy moved into Talon’s space and forced his clenched fists to stay at his sides. “Get out of my face and to the hospital before I break something for real. Capisce? Call me when you’re done. I’ll have a list for you by then.”
Check, sir.”
Talon strode around Cappy, grazing his shoulder as he passed. It wasn’t a full-out challenge but a message. Cappy watched him disappear around the corner. If that man didn’t straighten up soon, he might just have to send a message of his own—one with no hint of subtlety.
He gazed up at the blazing pink and orange clouds as the sun disappeared from the sky. The taste of what her therapy sessions must have been like as she battled the PTSD soured in his mouth. Shit.
How could he have been so callous all these years and not even tried to find her, to check up on her even if it was from a distance? You know why, his mind answered, zeroing in on the instant connection he had felt the second he broke into that room. He wouldn’t’ve been able to keep himself on the perimeter. The temptation to touch her, talk to her, be with her would’ve been too much.
SBG operatives were not allowed to have personal lives.



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About P. A. DePaul
 
I'm a multi-genre romance author including paranormal fantasy and romantic suspense.

I originally hail from Carroll and Baltimore County, Maryland, but also lived in Macon and Warner Robins, Georgia. I currently reside in a beautiful community just outside Philadelphia.

When my head is not completely absorbed with listening to very demanding characters, I can be found with my nose in a book—not only enjoying the story but studying what makes the novel work. I love action-adventure movies (if it blows up spectacularly, I'm there) and watching way too much TV. (Can everybody say “Procrastination?” To which I usually reply, “But it’s research!” Yeah, they don’t believe me either.). More times than not, my husband and Shi Tzu stand outside my closed office door wondering, “Is she still alive? Do we dare bother her? What if she’s on a roll?” Monty usually answers by scratching on the wood anyway. Gotta love a dog who doesn’t care about boundaries! Good thing he’s so cute!


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Sunday, April 19, 2015

Beyond the Seduction Blog Tour - ARC Review + Guest Post: Beyond the Seduction (Reluctance #3) by M. A. Stacie


Author: M. A. Stacie
Series: Reluctance
Number in Series: 3
Format: ARC PDF (Netgalley)
Expected Release Date: April 23, 2015
Pages: 202
Publisher: TWCS Publishing House
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance 


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Synopsis from M. A. Stacie
For a man who thought he had everything, Trace Jacks sure had nothing now.
After one letter blows his life apart, Trace is clueless how he can move on. He stumbles through the days, never accepting the grief that flows within him, and finding it easier to bury his loss. Hiding becomes a lot easier after he takes his niece to her dance class, striking up an interesting conversation with her teacher.

Shae Bennett is happy to keep things fun, enjoying Trace’s seduction and his spontaneity. With him she can forget about her concerns for her mom and stress of running the dance studio. With him she can be herself, and it is all-consuming.

When the fun beings to slip, when reality starts to encroach in the worst way, their relationship unravels at an alarming speed, leaving Trace and Shae battling for a way back to one another.

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GUEST POST

 
You've written The Reluctance Series, 3 books that are stand-alone but still linked through the Reece family. What challenges / experiences did you have with the continuity of the characters? Were there any concerns with repetition? How did you deal with this / overcome this? 
 
When I started Beneath the Surface, I'll be honest and say it was never meant to be a part of a series. However, when Id finished I found I couldnt let go of Taylor. I needed to give him a happy ending and to make everything better in his world. Thats when I started to expand and plot. I contacted my editor to see what she thoughtand thats when it all snowballed. I truly cant remember when Trace (book 3) came into the discussion.

 
I ended up with a wall in my dining room filled with post-it notes. They detailed each character and who they were related to, where they lived. I even had pictures that Id printed off of the people who I thought the characters would resemble. It then gave all the information about them as a character, anything that I would need for future reference, and anything that would stop me having to wade through hundreds of words just to find out a small detail.
 
 
I did find myself constantly going back to was eye colour. I would keep checking what the characters eye colour was, and thankfully my notes were sufficient, otherwise that could have took me some time!
 
 
The one thing I tried to do when I was plotting the three out as to make sure the men were different. Although I found Kyran Reeses dominance appealing and loved Dales witty comebacks to him, I knew I couldnt do that again in the second book. It helped that Id already laid a foundation for Taylor in book 1, so he had a basis to start with. Trace was a sort of anomaly though. We dont really see deep into his character in book 1 so that took some thinking. I wanted to try writing a book where the black scenecomes at the start instead of close to the end, and thats why I chose for poor Trace to get that terrible news in chapter 1. It helped me evolve his character too.
 
 
I found keeping track of the other characters harder than the main ones. As its only when you start collating all the names and information that you realise how many there are in the books. Its amazing how much information I held for a character that I only wrote a few lines about.
 
 
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     Beyond the Seduction is book 3 in the Reluctance series. I am quite a big fan of this series. Each book is always worth waiting for and this book is no different. In this third installment we follow Trace Jacks. Trace was a character from book 1. He is Dale's brother we meet very briefly. Trace has just been hit with some devastating news. But before he can figure out how to handle it, he gets a visit form Dale and his niece, Ella. Ella is taking ballet lessons and wants he uncle to come and watch her. Trace is not up to it, but can't deny his adorable niece. When they arrive, however, Trace can't help but take notice of Ella's dance instructor, Shae. Given Trace's mood though, they get off to a rough start. But that doesn't mean they don't realize the tension between them.
 
     I really enjoyed this addition to the series. I love that we get to know more about Dale's brother. You instantly feel a connection to him from the get go when he gets the bad news. His life is flipped upside because of one letter. I loved that even though he was heartbroken, he wasn't mopping throughout the whole book. He has quite the sense of humor. I just couldn't wait to hear what he would say next especially when it was funny and a bit naughty. Trace was mouthwatering, no doubt about it.  Shae had her own share of demons as well. In the beginning, things were great, but you start seeing glimpses of something wrong. Shae and her mother are very close. They both share a love for dancing and even own a studio together, But when they talked, you sense something is wrong, but you don't know what. I loved that Shae could keep up with Trace. Trace had such an interesting way with words and she never missed a beat. I really enjoyed the dialogue between them. Both Trace and Shae's lives, however, are slowing ripping apart at the seams. They want an escape and they decide to use each other for it.
 
    What was supposed to be a single and super sexy interaction became something more. Sadly, a lot of things got in the way that made it to hard for them to cope with. I love the emotions Stacie brings out of you with her books. You really do feel what the characters are feeling because everything is something you can relate to. I mean you can see this happening to someone you know. It is amazing to see how and if they can in fact save each other. They have chemistry and that is all they believe it is. But you see how far they are willing to go for each other and I really enjoyed.
 
     I am so close to spoiling this one because Trace and Shae are dealing with some very difficult subjects that are hard to talk about. But it is worth the read to fine. Stacie's books never disappoint. They have a way of drawing you in and putting yourself in the shoes of the characters. I love that this could be read as a standalone. Even though I have read all the books so far, for anyone new to the series, they could jump right in if they would like. But I do hope there are more characters from the series we can get a story for. I personally would like one for Drum. You had me at tattoos and piercings, what can I say? Highly recommended if you want a pageturner that is emotional and sexy.
 
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About M. A. Stacie

M. A. Stacie is never without a book or her eReader. A voracious reader, with a love of sexy, yet angst ridden novels, she loves getting lost in new worlds. Her need to write did not grip her until after her second son was born, when her previous rambles became fully fledged stories.

She describes herself as one huge contradiction, and though not the most conventional of hobbies, she counts getting new tattoos as one of hers. Along with running, knitting, and listening to loud music. However, she is yet to work out how to do them all at the same time.

M. A. Stacie lives in the UK with her husband and three sons.


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Thursday, April 16, 2015

Release Day Blitz - Excerpt Reveal: Third Debt (Indebted #4) by Pepper Winters




Author: Pepper Winters
Series: Indebted
Number in Series: 4
Release Date: April 16, 2015
Publisher: Self-published
Genre: BDSM/Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance/New Adult/
Presented byTRSOR Promotions


Synopsis from Goodreads
"She healed me. She broke me. I set her free. But we are in this together. We will end this together. The rules of this ancient game can’t be broken.”

Nila Weaver no longer recognises herself. She’s left her lover, her courage, and her promise. Two debts down. Too many to go.

Jethro Hawk no longer recognises himself. He’s embraced what he always ran from, and now faces punishment far greater than he feared.

It’s almost time. It’s demanding to be paid.

The Third Debt will be the ultimate test...

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EXCERPT
 
I’D GIVEN MY heart to my enemy.

I’d fallen.

Fallen.

Fallen.

Hard.

There was no bottom to my affection. No limit to what I would do to protect it.

Jethro was mine and it was up to me….

…up to me to end this.

I was no longer trying to save myself.

I was trying to save him.

From his nightmares.

From himself.

From them.



ABOUT THE AUTHOR
 
Pepper Winters is a NYT and USA Today International Bestseller. She wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex... her books have sex.

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends. She's also honoured to wear the IndieReader Badge for being a Top 10 Indie Bestsellers, best BDSM series voted by the SmutClub, and recently signed a two book deal with Grand Central. Her books are currently being translated into numerous languages and will be in bookstores in the near future.

Her Dark Romance books include:
Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1)
Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark #2)
Twisted Together (Monsters in the Dark #3)
Debt Inheritance (Indebted #1)

Her Grey Romance books include:
Destroyed

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