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Sheikh or Rancher (both are gorgeous billionaires, of course)?
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 When MY "ANCIENT" VAMPIRE MASTER TURNS UP ALL GORGEOUS AND SEXY RATHER THAN OLD AND KIND, I KNOW IT'S TIME TO LEAVE. HE'D NEVER WANT SOMEONE LIKE ME. Rhapsody is Not Normal. But her vampire Master doesn't seem to mind, and his letters for her remain kind, funny, and charming. Seeing that she finally has a chance to be happy, Rhapsody can’t wait to join him in Chalys, a modern-day kingdom that follows Regency customs and inhabited by vampires, shapeshifters, and demons...until she discovers a horrifying truth. Her Master turns out to be none other than the strikingly virile Marquis of Sangre, who also happens to be the ruler of the vampire race. Realizing it's impossible for her to be the marquis' pet and heart keeper, Rhapsody resolves to break their arrangement...but a mysterious murder, a missing tourist, and school gossip stand in her way. Even worse, her Master doesn't seem inclined to let her go, and wait...what is this she's feeling? Is this what her demon-fighting therapist calls...love? Twilight goes dark and steamy with a murderously exciting Regency twist
in this fun and fast-paced over the top urban fantasy. If you want to forget the real world fascinatingly immersive world to escape to, you'll need to give this book a try! Oblivious to the chaotic flurry of activity taking place within the walls of her school, Rhapsody, seated under the shade, had her head bent over notepad while absently tapping on the blank page with her pen. Already on her twenty-seventh attempt, she was still no closer to finding the ideal words to impart... I know you know I am Not Normal. It must therefore have been clear to you from the very start that making me your pet and heartkeeper would be A Terrible Mistake. No, no, no. To write such words would be akin to begging for his lordship's pity, and that would not do. Her Master was an exceptionally kindhearted man. He would never set himself free of her if he believed his departure would cause her the slightest bit of sorrow. It shames me to admit that I Did Not Completely Understand the duties and responsibilities of being your pet and heartkeeper. It was only when I witnessed the interactions between Lady Zari and Lord Alexandru, your brother, that I realized how Grossly Mistaken I was about my role. Rhapsody nearly gagged at what she wrote and quickly flipped to the next page in a rare fit of frustration. Why, it was almost as if she was begging her Master to prove her wrong - when that was not the case at all! She knew - and had long accepted - that she was not the kind of girl men would fall in love with, and most especially not men like her most precious Master. Vainly she had waited for her Master to break the contract between them, as what was only proper, but two years had already passed, and still she remained under his care. It was as if her Master was prepared to suffer for her shortcomings, and Rhapsody could not in good conscience allow such a thing to happen. This letter should ensure that her Master would find someone better. Or at least it should do so...if she could only figure out just what to write exactly. Dear Master, Rhapsody's head snapped up as an unexpected sound interrupted the silent stillness of the air around her.
Someone was coming. 27-year-old Jane Cooper is a plain Jane who can't say no to dares... Jane has always known what she is and isn't: presentable but no beauty queen, smart but not a genius, reliable but never a go-getter. Everyone thinks they know what to expect from her…except they don’t. For one thing, Jane can’t say no to dares. Which is why when her friends dare Jane to make out with a stranger--- She does it...and one thing leads to another until she somehow ends up engaged to a smoking-hot British billionaire, who turns out to be the best friend of her boss, who also happens to be another billionaire...who wants her, too? Note: This book was previously published as The Marriage Dare. This is a steamy, insta-love, semi-angsty romance with a happy ever after.  "How does it feel, now that Foxtown's about to be unveiled to the world? Are you excited? Nervous?" "I'm looking forward to its launch." She couldn't help laughing at his matter-of-fact tone. "You so don't sound like it." "Not everyone has to squeal and giggle like you used to do," the billionaire retorted, "to show excitement." A pause. "Or are you still like that now?" "Mm." She gave him a mysterious look. "That's a secret." "Careful, little Sarah," he murmured. "You know how I am with secrets." Her heartbeat spiked up. Was it just her imagination or did he sound like he was flirting with her back there? The billionaire arched a brow. "Why are you looking at me like that?" And there it was again: a rich, velvety tone that was slowly and sinuously working to make her years-dormant body ache and swell back into life. "Don't worry," she managed to say. "Everything's different now. I'm not going to jump on you the first chance I get---" "I won't stop you if you would." "Ha. Ha. Ha." Oh God, why was he saying these things? "It wasn't a joke."  Hope you guys enjoyed the excerpt. :) It will be out sometime this week. Hope you guys are looking forward to it! Spencer de Vries was tired of being in love with her billionaire boss, and not having him even realize she was a woman. So she went ahead and sold her virginity to a stranger as a symbolic way to end her feelings for him and move on for good. And it should've worked. It could've worked...except for one unforeseen twist of fate. Etienne Hirsche was in a race against time, and the only hope of his race rested in the form of a human girl whose virginity he had purchased through an auction house. The girl had requested for anonymity, and while he had come to her under the cover of darkness, what she didn't know was that he wasn't human...and that the absence of light did nothing to impair his sight. And it was then he found out that the woman waiting for him in bed was none other than the snarky brat who had been working for him for years.  ExcerptSpencer's throat tightened the moment she felt the bed dip. No backing out, she reminded herself. No one had forced her to do this, and there was no way out now. But the moment she felt a large, strong hand settle on her knee, panic instantly struck, and a powerful tremor shook her body. I don't think I can do this! She pushed the hand away without thinking, but before she could even turn or crawl away, hands unerringly found her waist, and then she was being dragged down--- Her lips parted, but her scream was lost in the hard, hot mouth that was suddenly covering hers in a kiss that made not the slightest attempt to woo or soothe. She tried to fight back, tried to push him away, but he was too strong, so impossibly strong, and God, of course he wouldn't stop, not when he was only keeping to her third request: don't let me back out. But even so, she tried to struggle, even tried to knee him in the groin. She tried everything, and everything failed, and even worse was the way she could feel her body already weakening, the arousing heat of his powerful, hard body making her feel things she had never thought possible she would feel for any other man. God. Oh God. Was this really going to happen? Was this really supposed to happen? Confusion was starting to make her lose focus, her body starting to tremble for another reason under the relentless force of his kiss. God. Oh God. She felt the kiss deepen, demanding control and dominion, and as his mouth finally pried her lips to fully open, his tongue immediately drove past her teeth. Oooooooooooh. It was like...like sorcery at work, her resistance yielding little by little under every stroke of his tongue. This kiss demanded her total submission, but at the same time it promised something else and offered a seductive glimpse of the other thing she had asked for: this man would be so good in bed...she wouldn't want the night to end. That promise was all hers, that promise could and would come true, and all she had to do was...surrender. start reading today.At first, I thought I was imagining things. I was, after all, worse than ordinary, a 27-year-old bespectacled workaholic who cared so little about her appearance that she didn't mind leaving the house without taking a shower. I never wore makeup and had my hair up all the time so I wouldn't have to drag a comb through the occasional knots. The only reason people didn't think I was a social misfit was because Korean fashion had claimed global domination; I could now leave the house in hoodies and sweat pants and still have my outfit considered as stylish. So I was that kind of person, and Ioniko being another kind of person, you could see why I had to think I was imagining things. There were times when I would be on my desk, tapping away on my iPad when I'd feel his gaze on me. Times when I would browse the latest magazines on the racks and I'd feel his eyes following every unconscious sway of my hips. Times when his stare would just burn so effing much that my body couldn't help reacting, and I'd start tingling and aching all over. Times when I wanted to forget all my inhibitions and be just like almost every other girl at Associate and imagine him making love to me. There were lots of times that it almost felt undeniable he was staring at me, but even so. Every time I felt he might be staring at me, I simply told myself nope. Just nope, nope, nope. Could he really be staring at me while I was waiting for his sister to issue me a replacement card at the counter? Nope. Were those his eyes digging holes into my back while I was chatting with Wyatt? Nope. I was determined to never let myself think otherwise, thinking that would end things, but it didn't.  EXCERPT"I told them you're the old-fashioned type of Greek," Kat confided to him, "and that's why everyone's on their best behavior now. So if there's something about Associate that you want to double check, now's the perfect time to do it..." I hope you enjoyed this one and only sneak peek of Belonging to Ioniko (The Greek Billionaire's Obsession). And for those who think Ioniko seems familiar, you're absolutely right - Ioniko first showed up in The Art of Catching a Greek Billionaire, which is Damen & Mairi's story. And after so many years, we'll finally be able to see how his own love story unfolds.
As the story's all done, I'm just waiting for it to be formatted, uploaded, and approved for publishing. Fingers crossed we'll see it go live on all stores tomorrow. Thank you again for everyone's patience! After dinner, Thornton insisted on doing the dishes and had to remind Blake for the nth time that it was all part of their bargain, ever since she practically begged to take over cooking.
"But are you really sure?" Blake asked worriedly. "Because if you're already tired or anything, I could totally---" "Blake." Oops. It was his John Wick voice, and since he only ever used it as a polite way of shutting her up, Blake reluctantly took a step back and said with a sigh, "You're the boss." He was indeed, Thornton thought in self-mocking irony ten minutes later, having seen Blake tiptoe out of her room in a fluffy little robe that barely hid anything. He was her boss, which meant he had absolutely no fucking business sporting a hard-on the moment he caught a glimpse of the tantalizing V of her cleavage and the shapely curves of her naked legs. He really should have her unit extended, give Blake her own en-suite. The sooner, the better, too, Thornton thought grimly. Seeing her half-naked every damn evening was just pure fucking torture for his cock, with only cold showers to look forward to and not a single hope for sexual--- Shit. Blake had suddenly looked his way, and their gazes collided as she caught him staring hungrily at her. SHIT. He abruptly turned away, but hearing Blake gasp told him it was already too late. SHIT. She had seen his erection, and life was going to be hell from here on, now that the damn girl knew her desire for him wasn't one-sided. |
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