Release Blitz Tough and Tamed by Em Petrova

Tough and Tamed
Em Petrova
(Moon Ranch #1)
Publication date: February 24th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

Revenge sex and a healthy dose of a bad boy making all the wrong decisions equals one hell of a wild ride. The horse is optional.

Zayden Moon and his brothers are back home for the old man’s funeral, but too bad none of them give a damn what happens to the failing ranch they’ve inherited or all the bad memories that come with it. Now Zayden has more than his murky past and the ranch to contend with. As usual, trouble comes searching for him when he’s asked to rescue a woman lost on the mountain, stranded on Valentines’ Day of all things, and he’s the only man who knows where to look. And whoooeee, there’s a lot to look at when it comes to this curvaceous beauty.

Esme thought she was going to the mountain getaway to receive a diamond ring, and instead she’s abandoned by her boyfriend and left to make her own way down the jagged terrain. When a sexy cowboy rides in on a white steed, she thinks she’s seeing things, but soon his warm, rough hands show her otherwise. A hot and heavy dose of revenge sex seems to be in order too, right?

If Zayden had a heart, he’d be falling for the woman with spunk to match her wild curls, but he knows better than to attempt a relationship. And Lordy, Esme sure gravitates to the worst men… except there’s something more to Zayden than he allows anyone to see. If she ever figures out what, she might give Zayden a chance, because the man’s kisses sure can knot a woman up.

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EXCERPT:

“You go out with these jackasses and then call me when it all goes wrong. Are you seeing a pattern?”

She didn’t realize she had been doing that, but she couldn’t deny she’d used Zayden.

“You pick all the wrong guys,” he stated.

She shivered as he ran the pad of his thumb across her lips.

His voice sounded rough. “Let me show you how it’s done.” His low words smeared across her soul, and she felt herself leaning toward him.

He lowered his head in increments, his gaze latched to her lips. She wet them, and he growled.

“You don’t want to get mixed up with me,” he said.

“It’s just for sex.”

When his crooked grin hit his handsome face, she laughed, low.

“It’s not the worst decision I’ve made tonight to take you home with me.” She tipped her face up to his, almost begging for his hard lips on hers.

“Am I sensing some revenge sex here? If that’s the case, I’m your guy. I can show these assholes what they’ve lost.” Zayden moved in, a breath away from nuzzling her just like she wanted.

Her heart slammed against her chest, and she could barely drag in a full breath, especially with him filling the car with his masculine scent.

She nodded, rubbing her nose against his. “Maybe.”

“Then let’s do it right, sweetheart.” Suddenly, he released her, and she slumped in her seat, panting with want. “Drive.”

Author Bio:

Em Petrova was raised by hippies in the wilds of Pennsylvania but told her parents at the age of four she wanted to be a gypsy when she grew up. She has a soft spot for babies, puppies and 90s Grunge music and believes in Bigfoot and aliens. She started writing at the age of twelve and prides herself on making her characters larger than life and her sex scenes hotter than hot.

She burst into the world of publishing in 2010 after having five beautiful bambinos and figuring they were old enough to get their own snacks while she pounds away at the keys . In her not-so-spare time, she is fur-mommy to a Labradoodle named Daisy Hasselhoff and works as editor to other authors.

You can find Em Petrova at http://empetrova.com

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Review: Under His Rule

Under His Rule by Clarissa Wild
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

It's not a love story wrapped in pretty paper.

It's not sugar and spice and everything nice...

You won't find boy meets girl then they run to the altar and make babies...

Thank goodness for dark romance!

Call me twisted. Call me weird. Call me whatever you want, but this read was everything I look for in this genre.

Finding love in real life isn't always a bed of roses. Sometimes people end up with an unlikely person in an unlikely situation. So, why should fiction be any different? I'm SO glad Clarissa Wild understands this.

Getting a book by an author I'm not familiar with is risky, but in this case I got darn lucky. This won't be my last read by Wild.

The love scenes left nothing to the imagination. (not something I'm crazy about). But this isn't 99 cent smut. This book told a real story and contained a plot. It wasn't a 15 page rip off to get readers to buy the next 15 books in a series only to force them to wait six months between releases.

However, I must add, that some of the language didn't appeal to me. The F bomb was abundantly used and another word I despise too, but like I said, this ain't a sweet romance.

The author hooked the reader with a juicy mystery. Natalie sees on online article with a picture of a man who should be familiar to her...but not as familiar as the tattoo on his hand. His body art matches a symbol on a scarf that Natalie, now a woman, has had since early childhood. Natalie was raised in an orphanage and her only memories of her mother came in bits and pieces.

Natalie decided to seek out the tattooed man. Unfortunately, this ambition lead her straight into a dangerous situation...a prison...a creepy cult called 'The Family'.

Ohhh, this reminded me of a real life Jim Jones cult...'The People's Temple'. Creepy, indeed.

Natalie doesn't know the specifics, but the mysterious tattooed man was the ultimate alpha with designs on her. Unbeknownst to Natalie, she belonged to him and he'll stop at nothing to have her.

Natalie was every feminist's dream of a character. She's strong, brash and much too brave for her own good. At times she was a bit of a brat, actually. But when you're forced into The Family with its rigid rules and ruthless punishments, I suppose those qualities can be a positive if they don't land you in a concrete cell.

There's hate, hurt, sexual tension and suspense. There's an alpha who always gets what he wants and despite the book's cliffhanger ending, there's no doubt he'll get it. No matter how many books Wild has to write to satisfy the reader, I'm certain we'll get our answers and plenty of thrills along the way.

I just have one request: Please DON'T make this a five book series!!!

There were so many more things I'd love to share about this story, but I don't want to spoil it. Do I recommend it? YES. Will I anxiously be awaiting the next installment? YES!!!!!

My rating is an Extra Shot of Espresso = FOUR STARS





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Release Blitz Echoes from the Veil by Colleen Halverson

Echoes from the Veil
Aisling Chronicles
Book Three
Colleen Halverson

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Entangled
Date of Publication: Feb. 24th 2020
Number of pages: 305
Word Count: 88K

Tagline: Love is Always Worth Fighting For

Book Description:

Aisling Elizabeth Tanner is now the leader of the Faerie rebellion. Facing the end of the world, she will have to find the strength to lead the Fae to victory against the threat they face, or risk losing everything, including Finn, whom she’s come to love more than life.      

Warrior Finn O’Connell wants nothing more than to fight by Elizabeth’s side. But an ancient Celtic goddess threatens to take charge of his soul, and he will have to wage a war within himself to save the rebellion from disintegrating into chaos.         

Betrayal leads them into the Fae Underworld, where Finn discovers his greatest sacrifice might be letting Elizabeth go—forever.

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Finn turned on his heel and he practically tackled me against the bed, showering me with hard kisses on my lips, my neck, my chest. I dug my fingernails into his back, willing him to stay pinned to me. I lifted my hips, taking in his strength, his heat. I would have defied a thousand goddesses to keep Finn there, his body a shield against the cold creeping into the cave as night fell.

His arm slipped behind my neck as he shifted above me, nestling me in the hollow of his shoulder. “Let’s not think about it.”

I let out a long exhale, burying my nose in his chest. “I know. I can’t help it.”

“If the Morrígan comes for me, we shall deal with it then,” he said. “One battle at a time.”

I nodded.

He stretched and pulled me up from the bed. “You smell like Fir Bolgs.”

“I do not!” I made to punch him in the arm, but his quick reflexes had me spinning. He pinned my hands and pulled me against him.

“Fir Bolgs and horse,” he whispered in my ear. “Mmmm…so sexy…”

I elbowed him in the gut, and he grunted.

I marched away from him, my arms crossed against my naked chest. “And speaking of battles, don’t lecture in me in the middle of one again. I’m not your Padawan.”

Finn’s mocking grin turned to a grimace. “A what?”

“Star Wars?” I raised my eyebrows. “Jedi Apprentice?”

He blinked.

I rolled my eyes. “Just hand me the damn sponge so I can clean myself up.”

Finn frowned and walked over to the small tub we kept handy for bathing. He lifted the sponge out from the bath and squeezed it, his knuckles flexing as all the water ringed from it. His eyes lowered to the ground, and he walked over to me, clasping my hand in his.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“For what?”

“For mansplaining, or whatever it is you call it.” He ran the sponge across my wrist, tiny rivulets of water and dirt falling down my arm. “You are not my Pad— Pa—”

“Padawan.”

“Right.” He ran the sponge across my shoulders, and a small moan escaped my lips as he applied slight pressure to my sore muscles. “I’m used to giving orders, not receiving them. And I…” He hesitated, his hand lingering on my waist.

“What?” I said in a soft voice.

“It’s hard for me to see you put yourself at risk. Like today with the wagon, and how you—”

“Finn,” I said in a warning tone.

“I know.” He ran the sponge down my back, my body trembling at the seductive motion.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it.” He planted a kiss between my shoulder blades.

I didn’t know if I would get used to it, either. The killing, the fighting. The first time I killed a Fir Bolg during a raid, I couldn’t eat for a week. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I still remembered the way my spear pierced his skin, how the blood had poured from the wound in his side. I’ve killed since then, but I would never stop thinking of that first one. Who was he? What was his name? Would someone mourn for him? But it had been either that Fir Bolg or me, and in this war, that was a fundamental truth I could not escape.

I turned to face Finn. He stood half naked, the edges and planes of his incredible body as chiseled and fine as a marble statue. I reached out to brush my hand against the small hairs on his pecs, tracing a line down to his emerging erection. He was insatiable lately, as if fucking me silly could somehow win this war. It was a constant undercurrent of our lovemaking. He accepted me as leader, but I knew he struggled with the risk, our mortality always one breath away from a stray bullet. Finn had one setting—protection. It didn’t matter if it was the Fianna soldiers he once led or me, his lover. Even then, I knew the unspoken truth of his heart, how he secretly wanted me safe in a tower, alone and waiting for him. But the rebellion would never wait, nor would liberty from the Fir Bolgs’ extremism. No one else could lead us to a real and equitable peace. As heir to Tír na nÓg, I was it. He had to get on the Xena-Warrior-Princess party wagon or find another girlfriend.

He reached for me, his eyes darkening. “I don’t know if I want to get used to it.”

I lifted my gaze to meet his smoldering stare. “I don’t think I can get used to your righteous BO, but I’m trying to make it work.”

“BO?”

“Body odor?” I waved my hand beneath my nose. “I’ll have to pick up some deodorant next time I’m mortal side.”

He cracked a wide smile and pulled me close to him. Before I could wrestle away, he lifted his armpit and put me in a headlock. “BO? That’s the smell of a fighter, princess!”

I squealed, falling in a fit of laughter as I tried to wrench myself away. I loved his smell. Sweaty, leathery, strong, and pure man.

“I can’t breathe!” I made pretend gagging noises. “Oh, god, get some soap, for the love of—”

He wrapped his arm around my waist and, seemingly defying the law of physics, flipped me into his arms, cradling me like a child. He rubbed his thumb down the side of my cheek, lingering on my bottom lip.

“I love you,” he said.

I arched an eyebrow. “Even though I stink?”

He nodded. “Especially because you stink. I love the smell of you. All of you. All of it.” He pressed his lips to mine, and I clutched his face with both hands, moaning as his tongue flicked against mine.

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As a child, Colleen Halverson used to play in the woods imagining worlds and telling stories to herself. Growing up on military bases, she found solace in her local library and later decided to make a living sharing the wonders of literature to poor, unsuspecting college freshmen. After backpacking through Ireland and singing in a traditional Irish music band, she earned a PhD in English with a specialization in Irish literature. When she’s not making up stories or teaching, she can be found hiking the rolling hills of the Driftless area of Wisconsin with her husband and two children. She also writes as C.B. Halverson.

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Release Blitz The Neighbor by Lorhainne Eckhart

The Neighbor
Lorhainne Eckhart
(The O’Connells, #1)
Publication date: January 31st 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

After the devastating loss of her husband, Jenny Sweetgrass packs up her teenage daughter, Alison, and moves to Livingston, Montana, hoping for a fresh start—that is, until Ryan O’Connell knocks on her door.

Park ranger Ryan is one of the six O’Connell siblings in Livingston, raised by an independent mom who has been a rock to him. He has a career he loves, and up until six weeks ago, he lived a comfortable life. When a new neighbor moves in and disturbs the quiet peace of the area, bringing with her a daughter who’s walking trouble, Ryan is shocked to discover that the woman is a one-night stand he picked up at a bar years ago.

Right now, the gorgeous Jenny isn’t too interested in making friends, but despite her cool façade, as Ryan gets to know her, he can’t fight an idiotic need to try to ease the pain he sees her trying to hide. At the same time, he knows deep down that both mother and daughter have a secret, and if he were smart, he would listen to his brother’s warning and walk away.

When Alison goes missing, everyone in town believes she simply ran off or found her way into trouble, but nothing about her disappearance adds up. She simply set out on an afternoon hike into the park and never came back.

Jenny soon learns she’s not alone when Ryan takes matters into his own hands and sets off with her into the park to find her daughter. What he doesn’t know is that Alison is actually his daughter, too, and when he learns the truth and the real reason she left, the secret could end up dividing the O’Connell family and the community.

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EXCERPT:

“Well, this has been fun,” she said. “Are you done pointing out my shortcomings, or maybe you have a few more digs you’d like to add?”

He didn’t smile this time, but his gaze seemed intense, hard. “So you bought this and moved in a few weeks ago. Just you and your daughter live here? You didn’t say last night if there was a husband, boyfriend, significant other in the picture or any other kids.”

She hadn’t bought the house, but she wasn’t about to share that with Ryan. “As I said, it’s just me and my daughter.” Something about kneeling in front of a man didn’t work for her, so she brushed her hands together to wipe off some non-existent dirt, pressed them to the grass, scooted her feet around, and stood up.

Ryan didn’t even step back. Just the scent of him made her angry, because it was too appealing. She let her arms hang to her sides even when he allowed his gaze to skim over her. It was intimate and egotistical and indecent, as if he thought looking at her was his God-given right. His arms were crossed over that amazing chest, which she’d felt skin to skin just one time.

“Your daughter…” he started, and she knew he was waiting for her to step in.

“You mean Alison? Yes, my daughter.” She fisted her hands again and could feel her nails digging into her palms.

This time, he did smile, and he pulled his gaze over to the house. She couldn’t shake the feeling that he was interrogating her. “Yeah, Alison. You have a talk with her about the noise? It’s been going on every night since you moved here. I’m assuming you’re not home at night? She’s like, what, sixteen, seventeen…”

Oh, here we go. The topic of Alison wasn’t open for discussion. “She’s almost fifteen, and I work afternoons, evenings. Again, I told you the noise won’t happen anymore. I know about it now, and I put my foot down.”

Actually, her daughter was fourteen and three months, nowhere close to being fifteen. Regarding the stereo, Jenny had yanked the audio connection from the speaker and hid it in her underwear drawer, because her daughter hadn’t been known for her compliance as of late, as illustrated by the nose ring two weeks earlier and the jet-black hair the previous week.

“Where do you work?” Ryan asked. Boy, she was really getting the sense of a full-out interrogation.

“Mini-mart,” she said. Counting cash in the back room and reconciling statements for the small grocery store was the only job she was qualified for, considering her late husband had been the sole breadwinner—his insistence and her mistake.

Author Bio:

With flawed strong characters, characters you can relate to, New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Lorhainne Eckhart writes the kind of books she wants to read. She is frequently a Top 100 bestselling author in multiple genres, and her second book ever published, The Forgotten Child, is no exception. With close to 900 reviews on Amazon, translated into German and French, this book was such a hit that the long running Friessen Family series was born. Now with over sixty titles and multiple series under her belt her big family romance series are loved by fans worldwide. A recipient of the 2013, 2015 and 2016 Readers' Favorite Award for Suspense and Romance, Lorhainne lives on the sunny west-coast Gulf Island of Salt Spring Island, is the mother of three, her oldest has autism and she is an advocate for never giving up on your dreams.

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Title: Death In Her Eyes

Series: Children of the Fallen Book 1

Author: Erin Bedford

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Release Date: March 31, 2020 Cover Design: Gene Mollica Studios

Ellie Richmond has never been a particularly happy person. When her first vision of death happened at the age of four it was hard not to be jaded.

After Ellie’s mom dies and her out of the picture dad shows up at her funeral claiming she’s in grave danger, things are going to go to a whole other level of weird. Even for for someone with Ellie’s abilities.

Thrust into the world of angels and demons, Ellie will find herself in the midst the war to end all other wars and she’s the meat the dogs are fighting over.

No one could have ever seen this coming, not even Ellie.

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Erin Bedford is an otaku, recovering coffee addict, and Legend of Zelda fanatic. Her brain is so full of stories that need to be told that she must get them out or explode into a million screaming chibis. Obsessed with fairy tales and bad boys, she hasn't found a story she can't twist to match her deviant mind full of innuendos, snarky humor, and dream guys.

On the outside, she's a work from home mom and bookbinger. One the inside, she's a thirteen-year-old boy screaming to get out and tell you the pervy joke they found online. As an ex-computer programmer, she dreams of one day combining her love for writing and college credits to make the ultimate video game!

Until then, when she's not writing, Erin is devouring as many books as possible on her quest to have the biggest book gut of all time. She's written over thirty books, ranging from paranormal romance, urban fantasy, and even scifi romance.

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#CoverReveal Image Adjuster by Lily Alexander

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Publication date: March 11th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

In Hollywood, image is everything.

Being part of a power couple can mean the difference between your star rising or being iced out of roles. No one ever said the relationship had to be real.

Stephanie, an actress and the daughter of Hollywood royalty has made a thriving business out of posing as a girlfriend to celebrities who need a bit of a PR boost. Everything is scripted and when the contract ends everyone goes their separate way.

No feelings, no risk, just acting.

Devon is just another client – no matter how handsome he might be, how compatible they seem. The arrangement works perfectly. It’s all business. Definitely just business.

Unless it’s not.

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Lily is a Colorado native enjoying the fantastic climate of Southern California with her family and cranky cat after surviving more than a decade in hot, humid places where hurricanes get their own season and Winter is a myth.

The written word is her favorite thing - reading or writing, she doesn’t discriminate. Left to her own devices she can read about a book a day; that HEA is a powerful drug!

As an only child she grew up inventing elaborate stories for her dolls to act out. She started word processing on a computer around age 10 and never looked back. After suffering the heartbreak of catastrophic drive failure a regrettable number of times, she has finally learned to back things up appropriately and often.

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Under His Rule #Review

Under His Rule by Clarissa Wild
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

It's not a love story wrapped in pretty paper.

It's not sugar and spice and everything nice...

You won't find boy meets girl then they run to the altar and make babies...

Thank goodness for dark romance!

Call me twisted. Call me weird. Call me whatever you want, but this read was everything I look for in this genre.

Finding love in real life isn't always a bed of roses. Sometimes people end up with an unlikely person in an unlikely situation. So, why should fiction be any different? I'm SO glad Clarissa Wild understands this.

Getting a book by an author I'm not familiar with is risky, but in this case I got darn lucky. This won't be my last read by Wild.

The love scenes left nothing to the imagination. (not something I'm crazy about). But this isn't 99 cent smut. This book told a real story and contained a plot. It wasn't a 15 page rip off to get readers to buy the next 15 books in a series only to force them to wait six months between releases.

However, I must add, that some of the language didn't appeal to me. The F bomb was abundantly used and another word I despise too, but like I said, this ain't a sweet romance.

The author hooked the reader with a juicy mystery. Natalie sees on online article with a picture of a man who should be familiar to her...but not as familiar as the tattoo on his hand. His body art matches a symbol on a scarf that Natalie, now a woman, has had since early childhood. Natalie was raised in an orphanage and her only memories of her mother came in bits and pieces.

Natalie decided to seek out the tattooed man. Unfortunately, this ambition lead her straight into a dangerous situation...a prison...a creepy cult called 'The Family'.

Ohhh, this reminded me of a real life Jim Jones cult...'The People's Temple'. Creepy, indeed.

Natalie doesn't know the specifics, but the mysterious tattooed man was the ultimate alpha with designs on her. Unbeknownst to Natalie, she belonged to him and he'll stop at nothing to have her.

Natalie was every feminist's dream of a character. She's strong, brash and much too brave for her own good. At times she was a bit of a brat, actually. But when you're forced into The Family with its rigid rules and ruthless punishments, I suppose those qualities can be a positive if they don't land you in a concrete cell.

There's hate, hurt, sexual tension and suspense. There's an alpha who always gets what he wants and despite the book's cliffhanger ending, there's no doubt he'll get it. No matter how many books Wild has to write to satisfy the reader, I'm certain we'll get our answers and plenty of thrills along the way.

I just have one request: Please DON'T make this a five book series!!!

There were so many more things I'd love to share about this story, but I don't want to spoil it. Do I recommend it? YES. Will I anxiously be awaiting the next installment? YES!!!!!

My rating is an Extra Shot of Espresso = FOUR STARS





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Title: Under His Rule

Author: Clarissa Wild

Genre: Dark Romance

Release Date: February 24, 2020

His Family. His rules.

Some people have loving homes.

Mine only has laws.

And she will learn to obey …

When I found Natalie alone and afraid, I knew she was the one.

She came to me looking for answers to her past.

But every dark desire has a price.

Now she’s here in my domain, locked in the dark, waiting for me ...

And I am more than ready to make her submit.

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Prologue

Natalie

I never realized how scary the darkness could be … if you’re surrounded by it against your will.

My body lies frozen on the cold, hard floor, my clattering teeth the only sound I hear for hours.

I don’t know where I am. Or how I came here.

All I remember is him.

The man with a smile so cumbersome it made mine disappear.

Crack. Crack.

I lift my head. The door squeaks, and the lock unhinges. When daylight breaks through, a sliver of it blinds me, so I cover my eyes. The sun is so bright compared to the shadows I’ve lived in for hours on end.

“Wh-who’s there?” My voice breaks when I speak. My throat is so dry I can barely utter the words.

I try to peek into the light where a tall figure stands, clutching the doorway. I swallow away the lump in my throat. What are they going to do with me? Is it a man or a woman? Alone or with many? So many questions … and zero answers.

Someone steps forward, and I instinctively crawl away, fearing them.

That’s what this place does to you. No matter how much time you spend in the darkness, it always manages to turn you into an animal. Raw. Rudimentary.

“Hello, Natalie.”

It’s a man, his voice dark and low, as though to command respect.

How does he know my name?

“Who are you?” I ask.

“That’s not important right now. What’s important for you to know is that I want you to stay strong and survive.”

What is this?

“Survive what?” I mutter. “Please … let me out.”

The man stands there watching me for what feels like minutes, though I’m sure it’s only a few seconds. The lack of light is causing my brain to play tricks on me. I’ve lost all awareness of time.

They want me to lose my mind.

“Please …” I beg again, but the figure ignores me and turns around.

As he walks back to the door, he pauses for a moment. “Submit … and it’ll be over quickly.”

Submit? To what? This is insane.

I crawl across the floor as fast as I can, toward the door, toward freedom. But when I get close, it’s slammed shut right in front of me.

“No …” I whimper, my voice escaping me. My forehead lowers to the cold, concrete floor while tears travel down my face.

If only I hadn’t seen his name in the newspaper. If only I hadn’t been so curious and gone to see him speak. If only he hadn’t laid his eyes on me.

Layers and layers of secrets are hidden behind those eyes. Secrets I shouldn’t want or need to know.

But I did. And now I’m here.

Stuck in perpetuating darkness, surrounded by nothing but concrete walls and floors.

Caught by the devil.

Taken by his henchmen.

Just to become … his.

Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he's a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.

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