A FIRST TIME FOR EVERYTHING

by Isabel Morin
Publication Date: March 16, 2020
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Embrace, New Adult, Contemporary, Romance

SYNOPSIS

Hannah Bloom arrives on campus for her senior year of college a new woman. No more mortifying acne—though she still bears the scars—and no more trying to be invisible. She has two goals: get into med school and have sex before graduation. But getting into med school may prove easier than having sex, because Hannah has a secret—she’s never even been kissed.

What she needs is a tutor who’ll give her lessons in all the things she’s missed out on, and Casey Grant is the perfect candidate. Her dorm’s resident player, he’s not only the hottest guy she’s ever seen, he already knows her secret.

The only trouble is, nothing goes according to plan. Their lessons don’t feel like lessons, they feel like the real thing. She tries to date other guys, but nothing can compare with what she has with Casey. If she’s not careful she’ll fall for him just like every other girl on campus—and have her heart broken like them, too.

ABOUT ISABEL MORIN

Isabel began reading romances when she was thirteen years old. That’s the year her grandmother came to visit, bringing with her a summer’s worth of romance novels. Isabel was immediately and forever hooked.

Now she writes sensual, emotionally intelligent stories about likable people who discover themselves as they navigate their way to great sex and true love. What could be better than experiencing all that new love and lust just by picking up a book?

She lives in Connecticut with her conveniently tall, dark, and handsome husband.

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THE ANTI-HONEYMOON

by Bethany Michaels
Publication Date: March 16, 2020
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Lovestruck, Contemporary, Romance, Romantic Comedy

SYNOPSIS

No groom? No Problem.

When her fiancé tries to turn their wedding into a publicity stunt, Jenna ditches the nuptials—and the groom she shouldn’t have been with in the first place—and skips straight to the honeymoon. The getaway driver, her ex-fiancé’s former business partner, Zach, is the perfect guy to help reshape her romantic newlywed itinerary into an anti-couple, anti-romance, anti-honeymoon adventure for two.

They trade couples yoga for kickboxing lessons. Five-star dining on the beach for pizza and beer at a dive bar. Forget couples massage—Jenna’s getting that tattoo she’s always wanted, and dares Zach to get one, too. And those naughty boudoir pics she took in place of romantic sunset snaps? Those aren’t going in anyone’s wedding album. Not that Zach will forget them anytime soon.

As each item on Jenna’s anti-couples list is checked off, the anti-honeymoon with Zach feels more and more like the real thing, and she wishes the list was just a little bit longer…and even steamier.

ABOUT BETHANY MICHAELS

Bethany Michaels is the author of over a dozen contemporary novels and novellas as well as a handful of Regency-set historicals and light paranormal romances. The first book in her Nashville country music series, Nashville Heat, was an RT Book Reviews Reviewers’ Choice Award nominee.

When not working on her next book, Bethany enjoys movies, traveling, camping, hiking, and volunteering with her kids’ scout troops. She lives in Nashville, Tennessee with her husband and four teens.

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The Escape Artist
Kitty Thomas
Publication date: January 14th 2020
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Claire was held captive for 43 days by a man who did unspeakable things to her.

Three years after her escape, she gets her revenge. The only problem is, she’s got the wrong man.

God help her if he escapes.

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EXCERPT:

Claire pushed the memories away, gripping the leather arm rests, willing her heartbeat and breathing to calm. That was him. She had him in a cell. That was the guy. He had a scar where she’d cut him. How could he lie to her with such a straight face when they both knew he had that scar and how he’d gotten it?

Because he’s a sociopath, Claire. He isn’t like normal people.

She couldn’t let herself forget that—what he was. She couldn’t let herself be tricked by the beautiful monster into setting him free and losing her own life. She got up and went to the kitchen, taking another bottle of beer from the fridge. This one she drank all the way down until a light pleasant buzz of calm skated across her skin. She took a long, steadying breath and grabbed the broom and dustbin.

When she returned to the cell, at least the arrogance had left his face. Maybe he was starting to understand his situation, that the tables had turned and he was now at her mercy. Let him lie about things, as long as she could wipe the smug smile off his face.

She silently swept up the shards of the beer bottle. The last thing she needed was for him to have a weapon. That had been his mistake with her after all.

“You can still let me go,” he said. His voice was so gentle and soothing. Calm and reasonable.

He’d never spoken to her like that in the basement. Of course not, he’d had the power then. He has to placate you now.

Claire just laughed. “Right. I’m going to let you go so you can hurt me again. Am I supposed to believe you’re reformed? After me, you stopped torturing and killing women? You realized the error of your ways?”

“What’s your name?” he asked, changing tactics. “My name…”

“Shut UP! If you speak your name I’ll kill you. I swear to fuck I will. I NEVER want to hear your fucking name. EVER. Don’t you try to humanize yourself. You’re a fucking monster, and you know it!”

“I’m sorry,” he said quickly, holding his hands up in surrender.

No he wasn’t, he was placating her.

“What’s your name, then?” he said, trying again.

“You know my fucking name. You used to hiss it in my ear while you were…” she trailed off, unable to say the words. She turned away from him and took a deep breath, quickly wiping the tears that threatened to spill over. She was not going to cry in front of him anymore. She’d cried all the tears for him she would cry.

She had the power now. Not him. NOT him. But she was shaking. She could feel the light tremors in her arms. He must be able to see them. He was the one chained up, and he was going to break her again.

Never.

“It’s okay if you don’t have it in you to hurt me. I don’t think you’re that kind of person,” he said gently.

“Just shut the fuck up!” she screamed. “I should starve you, just like you starved me for the tiniest act of defiance.” She turned back to finish sweeping the stray shards into the dustpan.

“Look at me,” he said.

It was a fucking command. He thought he could order her around when he was the prisoner? But she turned and looked at him.

“I would never starve you. Ever,” he said, holding her gaze in his.

He’d already starved her, and they both knew it. These head games… she had to regroup her strategy or he was going to get inside her head and mess with it. If she lost her nerve… if he got free again, he’d kill her this time. She was already in too deep. She had to get her shit together and finish this. It was the only choice.

Author Bio:

KITTY THOMAS writes dark stories that play with power and have unconventional HEAs. She began publishing in early 2010 with her bestselling COMFORT FOOD and is considered one of the original authors of the dark romance subgenre.

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The Dirty Dozen: Alpha Edition
Publication date: December 21st 2019
Genres: Adult, Fairy Tales, Paranormal, Romance

13 Authors ~ 12 Novellas ~ 12 Alpha Men

A Cop
A Soldier
A Lumberjack
A Fighter
A Business Executive
A Firefighter
A Dom
A Warrior
A Doctor
An Architect
A Bar Owner
A Rockstar
None of them stood a chance against the women who would bring them to their knees.
Possession raged through their blood like a live wire.
Nothing will stop them from claiming what should be theirs, but…
Can the women gain the upper-hand, or will the Alphas dominate all?

Participating Authors:

The Fighter – S.E. Rose
He’s an alpha, a fighter, and a loner. He never expected to be a protector.

The Doms – Sammy King
They wanted her, from the minute she walked through their door.
She was a virgin, who was ready to submit, to two masters.

The British Hunk – Gemma Arlington
You hurt me, more than I deserved, and that’s because I loved you more than you deserved.

Londyn for Christmas – Lana Cohen
Officer Shawn Banks likes his life exactly the way it is, with his job being his only true commitment.
The hot spitfire he gave a ticket to this morning won’t get in the way of that, or will she?

Doc Steel – DL Gallie
Autumn White is the girl Griffin Steel walked away from twenty years ago when he enlisted. Now he’s back and that spark is still there and it’s just as strong. Nothing will stop him from getting the girl…not even her ex.

Going Down in Flames – Natasha Thomas & Kay Maree
The flames burn hot, but their love burns hotter.
But what happens when the blaze is extinguished and all that is left is the ashes?

Come the Fall – Jolie Vines
On the run, protecting her baby nephew is all Autumn cares about.
Until, in a small snowy town, she meets a glowering alpha bar owner she can’t resist.

Plucked – MV Ellis
Rome: angry, edgy, rudely talented, broken Slavic bad boy.
King: book-smart, emotionally repressed all-American boy.
Quincy: hot as sin, and the reason this super-sexy duo is utterly, and thoroughly Plucked.

Coming Home – Cari Robe
Thomas Granger has out his military career behind him and is ready to start his life.
He never expected to also get a second chance with the love of his life.

How About Never -Leela Lou Dahlin
What happens when two non-believers of love try to teach each other a lesson? Will they change each other’s minds and be in love forever…How About Never.

Jasper – Gemma Arlington
When Jasper returns home for his parents’ anniversary, the last thing he expects is to find someone from his past.

His Warrior’s Heart – Ann Mickan
Sam Cullinan never knew he was a warrior until he was faced with the battle to protect everything that was important to him… including his warrior’s heart.

*Please Note: This collection is recommended for those aged 18+ as it contains coarse language, sex scenes, and content that may be uncomfortable for some readers. It is also important to note that one or some of the stories contained within this box set end on a cliffhanger, so please be aware of this when purchasing/borrowing.*

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Mistress
R. Katz
Publication date: December 2nd 2019
Genres: Erotica, Romance

When Katherine Collins interviews for an executive position with the Nielsen Agency’s CEO, Vincent Juliano, she meets a man who is just as devilishly handsome as he is successful. Katherine soon embarks on a full-blown affair with her new boss, only to find that he holds a dominant, dark side that knows no boundaries.

Unable to resist this sexy, mysterious man, Katherine finds herself wrapped up in a seductive world that she never knew existed, and powerless to escape. But when the lines between business and pleasure begin to blur, Juliano makes Katherine an offer she can’t refuse, forcing her to choose between her career and the man she can’t give up.

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EXCERPT:

It’s after midnight by the time we pull up to my house. As Vincent shifts the car into park, he looks over at me uncomfortably.

“I hate to ask this, but…” He winces. “Would I be able to use your restroom? It’s a long drive to Malibu and I really don’t want to stop.”

I’m so drunk at this point, I could care less if he asked to spend the night. “Sure,” I slur, gesturing to the curb. “You can park there. It’s street parking. I don’t have a guest spot.”

He seems relieved as he parks the car alongside the curb, gets out and follows me inside. Thank God for the wine. Otherwise, having my boss inside my apartment would be way too much to handle.

I close the door behind us and notice that Vincent is eyeing every square inch of my living room. “Nice place,” he comments, making his way towards the kitchen.

“Bathroom is over there.” I point to the door down the hallway, then take a seat on my sofa. I remove my shoes and lay down, still mildly pissed at how the night turned out so much different than I’d expected.

Vincent disappears into the bathroom, then returns a few minutes later and takes a seat next to me on the sofa.

“Too much wine?” he jokes, nudging my thigh playfully.

“Too much wine,” I agree, resting my head against a pillow.

He studies me for a moment with an amused expression on his face, but says nothing. It’s hard to stay mad at him when he looks at me like that. God, he’s so sexy. Those thick lips. Even his scent is sexy. It takes everything I have to keep my hands off him.

I stare back at him in silence. You could cut the tension in the air with a knife.

“So, will I see you at work tomorrow?” he asks, touching my thigh again. I know what he’s doing. He’s testing my body language to see how I react. If I touch him back, it means I’m interested. Then the mild flirting escalates. And escalates. Into something that is a very, very, very bad idea.

I sit upright and turn toward him. I’m so close to him that our faces are almost touching.

“Not a chance.” I grin.

Another silent moment passes between us. Just our eyes, burning into each other. I can’t take this much more. Everything in my body is starting to tingle.

Finally, he breaks the eye contact, glancing toward the door. “Should I go?”

“Do you want to?” I challenge. I’m cursing myself inside. Kat! Yes, he should leave! Tell him yes!

His lips curve upwards, but he says nothing. His eyes slowly drift down my body.

“Do you want me to?” he whispers. The smooth tone of his voice weakens everything in me. I’m wavering. I can feel it.

I shake my head, looking down at the floor. I’m afraid to look at him. He takes my chin in his hand and lifts my face so our eyes meet.

And before I know what’s happening, I’m on his lap.

Author Bio:

R. Katz is the pseudonym for a bestselling young adult author who has published five books to date. Mistress is her first novel in the erotica genre.

Katz grew up on the east coast and now resides in Los Angeles, CA.

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Falling for Dante
DJ Hunnam
(A Clean Slate Novel, #2)
Publication date: May 31st 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Erotica, Romance

I fell for my brother’s best friend when I was just a kid. He broke my heart one unforgettable night at a frat house party. Now he’s back and ready for another shot. There’s just one problem. I’m damaged goods.

I’m a demon… on and off the football field.. The only thing I like more than scoring touchdowns is scoring with the ladies. When my best friend’s little sister begs me to take her virginity, I’m not surprised. Erica has had a crush on me since she was an awkward fourteen-year-old. So I do what any man would.

I reject her.

Fast-forward five years and Erica has blossomed into one irresistible woman. Too bad she still hates my guts. Convincing her to give me another chance might be the hardest play I’ve ever had to execute. But I’m willing to give it the old college try.

I’m a fool… for falling for Dante. He stole the playbook to my heart when I was just a kid, and has been running defense with his ever since.

I offered him everything. My heart. My soul. My body. His rejection propelled me into a world where my innocence was the price for admission.

Now I’m running scared. From my past. From my present. From the feelings that Dante stirs up every time he’s around. It’s only a matter of time before I trip and fall into the arms of the only man I’ve ever loved. But will the fall come at a premium my heart can’t afford?

Falling for Dante is a full-length, second-chance romance. It contains steamy scenes with a ton of heat and strong language intended for mature audiences.

Drowning in Talon and Faking It with Damian occur before Falling for Dante. All three can be read as standalone novels. Falling for Dante does contain some spoilers for Faking It.

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EXCERPT:

“I didn’t pick her. I picked you.”

His words were like a tuning fork and my body was humming. With his bottom lip tugged between his teeth, he patted the spot next to him. I considered bolting, because I was completely out of my element. I had to remind myself that I came to California for a reason. And attending the Stanford homecoming game had only been the excuse.

I slumped down beside him and caught a whiff of Ivory soap and the heady scent I’d associated with masculinity ever since Dante had breezed into my life four years ago. His hand dropped to my shoulder and I tried to shift away, but he pulled me closer with a gentle squeeze.

“Did you enjoy the game?”

“Yeah. You played really well. But you don’t need me to tell you that.” Watching Dante dominate the football field, front row in a stadium filled with captivated fans had been nothing short of a spiritual experience.

His full, sensual lips lifted into a broad smile. “Maybe you’re the only one I want to impress.”

“Please. You have screaming fans and scouts to impress. I can’t imagine I register high up on your list.”

“If I had a list, you’d be the only one on it.”

Was he drunk? I perused his face for the truth. In all the years we’d known each other, Dante had never flirted so openly. Putting my plan into action might be easier than I had anticipated. I grabbed the red cup out of his hand and downed the lukewarm beer before he could stop me.

“Babe, slow down. I don’t want you to get sick.”

“You’re as bad as my brother. I’m not a child anymore.”

“No. You. Are. Not,” Dante said, his eyes caressing every inch of my body. My face warmed under his inspection.

“Are you flirting with me?”

A low rumble vibrated up his chest, and he threw his head back to laugh. I wanted to trail my tongue up his neck and across the stubble peppering his chin. Would it tickle or scrape my tongue raw?

“And if I am?”

“Then you must have a death wish,” I said, only half-joking.

He reached over and rubbed a strand of my hair between two fingers. My breath caught in my throat. He wasn’t even touching me, but liquid, hot lust boiled between my legs. “I’m not scared of your big bad brother.”

“Well, you seem to be the only one. Every guy here is avoiding me like I have the plague and not one person is willing to give me a drink.”

“Come on, let’s get you a beer,” Dante said as he pulled me to my feet.

“Really?”

“Sure.”

Something told me I was going to need all the liquid courage I could get, and I trailed after him, his firm hand wrapped around mine.

Author Bio:

First introduced to the genre by her grandmother, DJ Hunnam is an author with a true love for great romance novels. After reading hundreds of them over the last twenty years, she finally decided to put pen to paper and craft her own. She loves to write about strong heroines who fall in love with sexy heroes, while tackling real-world problems.

When she isn’t writing, you might find her curled up with a book, chasing her two wild sons, or pursuing her own HEA with her husband of ten years. She’s a sucker for dark chocolate, a good bottle of Malbec, and a sexy six-pack.

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Hopechest
Kailee Reese Samuels
(The SOS, #4)
Publication date: July 4th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Kaci agreed to the most important question of her life.
And then she had her fiancé taken hostage.

He played her game and trained for battle.
And now he is completely unprepared to lose.

Loving her once, Sal fell for her eccentric, wild pixie. She used her abilities—aiming her target to get revenge—but Kaci stumbled into a dangerous love, putting Sal through a gut-wrenching hell.

Can Sal ever forgive her sins of the past?

With the questions on the table, one inescapable truth looms before their relationship. His calculating mind and intimidating body built for the greater good, leaving Sal changed. No longer the curious submissive boy of the past, his new outlook is one of defiance, kink, and control.

Will Kaci embrace the changes – or – is the end closer than she ever imagined?

There is nothing he can do—
No praying on his knees for forgiveness
No bargaining with the devil to save their relationship
In this heartbreaking battle, Sal will lose.

In the fourth and final book of The Story of Salvatore, Sal Raniero begs to reverse the clock as reality leaks into his perfect bubble. With his love of the fetish world shoved to the backburner, he learns not only the meaning of love, but how precious time is.

The war begins when Sal rages into Sugargrove—
Nothing safe from his wrath
Nothing sacred in his path
…including the Hope he longed to keep.

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Embracing diversity. Coffee addict. Mango lover. Blueberry fetishist. Sweet peach tea crazy. Red wine devout. Whiskey deviant. Tattooed & pierced. Loves shoes. Collects rosaries. Fanatical organizer/cleaner/list-maker. Never sleeps. Hermit and recluse.

Storyteller.

KAILEE REESE SAMUELS has been spinning tales since she can remember. Her books are contemporary fiction with a no-holds-barred attitude. She adores listening to her characters ramble and putting them into situations that push the boundaries.

Creativity is the way to change.

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Grunt
Kailee Reese Samuels
(The SOS #3)
Publication date: May 30th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Six days.

No one thought I could last
Here in the cell—I now call home
They didn’t know I grew up in the prison of my crime family’s dream.

Six weeks.

No one thought I could withstand
The loss, the drugs, the torture
They didn’t know how much I would enjoy their game.

Six months.

No one thought I could survive
Their puppet and prey—but I like to play—Hard.
And I don’t lose.

They picked the wrong guy. Their so-called ‘grunt’ would fight to get home and take revenge. I vowed to come back—for her—for Kaci. But everything changed.

My maniacal mind wrapped with a pretty mug, I am an unforgiving opponent, tough—tougher than they ever imagined.

And I will never – ever – break.

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Embracing diversity. Coffee addict. Mango lover. Blueberry fetishist. Sweet peach tea crazy. Red wine devout. Whiskey deviant. Tattooed & pierced. Loves shoes. Collects rosaries. Fanatical organizer/cleaner/list-maker. Never sleeps. Hermit and recluse.

Storyteller.

KAILEE REESE SAMUELS has been spinning tales since she can remember. Her books are contemporary fiction with a no-holds-barred attitude. She adores listening to her characters ramble and putting them into situations that push the boundaries.

Creativity is the way to change.

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Her Master’s Servant
Kait Jagger
(Lord and Master #2)
Publication date: January 18th 2016
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Betrayed. Luna Gregory has been betrayed by both her long-time mentor and the love of her life. Reeling from the discovery that the Marchioness of Lionsbridge used her as a pawn in a plot to retain control of the 500-year-old Arborage Estate, Luna runs as far away as she can get, to remote Shetland. But though she tries to put the past behind her, she can’t escape memories of the overwhelming love she shared with the heir of Lionsbridge, Stefan Lundgren. And Stefan has vowed to get her back, by any means necessary.

Stefan ultimately reclaims what is his in a single, searing night of passion, but the wounds he and Luna have inflicted on each other run deep. As they attempt to rebuild a future together, a dark seam of power, lust and control opens up between them. Addictive as it is enthralling, Stefan’s tender abuse awakens an answering darkness in Luna. Can they stop punishing each other? Do they want to? The fate of Arborage – and of their love – hangs in the balance.

The hotly anticipated second book in the Lord and Master trilogy.

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Luna walked to her backpack, sitting on the floor in the middle of the room. As she bent to retrieve it, she caught a motion in the darkness beside her and jumped. Ah, it was a standing mirror – she was jumping at her own reflection. Shaking her head at her nerves, she lowered her backpack and moved closer to the mirror, studying herself.

Her eyes, as ever, were enormous and translucent, and her skin was deathly pale; she certainly looked the part of a ghost. Gaze scanning downward, however, Luna experienced a burgeoning sense of unease. For the first time, she noticed that the gauzy material in the bodice clung to her in a way that left no doubt she wasn’t wearing a bra. It was, well… if she’d been a little less dismayed, Luna might have felt justifiably proud, because they looked phenomenal, the curved tops of her breasts pressing against the gauze as they descended gracefully into the scattering of sequins and beading that covered her nipples.

Craning her neck, she observed that the scooped back of the dress was more revealing than she’d appreciated, exposing not just most of her spine but the curve of her waist as well. And the skirt. Bloody hell, Kayla was right, her booty was… hard to miss. Biting her lip, Luna frowned at her reflection. This really, really wasn’t the look she’d been going for tonight.

‘Quite an eyeful, isn’t it,’ came a voice from behind her. Luna spun around to see Stefan sat cross-legged on the bed, half obscured by its drapes and the stygian gloom of his cousin’s room.

‘Jesus!’ she gasped, placing a hand on her chest, where her heart was fluttering against the gauze like a hummingbird against a net. Then, ‘This is your room.’

‘No, as you can see, it’s James’s.’ His teeth flashed coldly in the darkness. As Luna’s eyes adjusted to the dark she saw that he’d removed his jacket and cufflinks and rolled up his shirt sleeves. His feet were bare and he looked so… like himself. So like the Stefan she knew.

Realisation dawning, she said, ‘Augusta put you in here, I assume?’

‘For my sins.’ His smile was self-deprecating and in spite of herself Luna smiled in return. She couldn’t think of a worse fate than being installed in his dead cousin’s room, expected to replace the irreplaceable.

They stayed where they were for a moment, a silent truce in force. But then Luna lifted her backpack onto her shoulders and said, ‘I have to go.’

Suddenly, he was off the bed like a big game cat, springing toward her, grabbing her shoulders and lifting her up onto her toes.

‘Yes,’ he said. ‘Yes, because that’s what you do, isn’t it.’ And then he was dragging her toward the door, throwing it open, his fingers digging into her shoulders. ‘You should go, Luna,’ he told her. ‘Nothing good will come of you staying here, I can promise you that.’

She heard the sound of muffled laughter and the tinkling of glass bottles from down the hall.

‘And that, if I’m not mistaken, is your American friend, helping herself to my family’s house uninvited,’ he said. ‘She’ll be around the corner any second now and she’ll see you here with me. So you’d better run, just like you always do.’ His face hardened and he shook her brutally. Luna made a noise, of pain or protest, she wasn’t sure which, and the undercurrent between them shifted.

Lowering his head till it was within millimetres of her own, Stefan angled his face against hers and, like a snake being charmed, Luna mirrored him, her eyelids lowering, growing heavy along with his. ‘Run, Luna,’ he said softly. And reached to her shoulders, lifting the straps there, lowering her backpack to the floor. ‘You aren’t safe here,’ he said, removing her shoes from her hand, dropping them next to the backpack. ‘Run,’ he repeated, the fingers of one hand digging into her chignon while the other pushed the door shut, turning the key in the lock.

He shoved her against it then, reaching his hands up to the yoke of her dress. She heard it tearing, felt the muscles in his arms flexing against her collarbone, heard the sound of beads and sequins showering to the floor as he ripped it to her waist and tore it off her.

‘Don’t say I didn’t warn you,’ he said, lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the bed.

Author Bio:

I live on a farm in Lancashire, England with my husband, four children, one dog and one cat. Like Luna Gregory, the lead character of the Lord and Master trilogy, I make my living as a personal assistant.

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