Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Paranormal fun and a free book! (#MFRWHooks #pnr #giveaway)

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Greetings!

I am trying something new todayparticipating in the MFRW Book Hooks blog hop. Books Hooks is your chance to find out about new and exciting books by a bunch of different authors. And here on my post, I’m giving away a copy of the book I’m featuring, my latest BDSM romance Damned If You Do. Just leave a comment with your email, and I’ll enter you in the drawing! Then be sure to visit some of the other authors, whose links you will find below.


Blurb

Sometimes romance can be hell

Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent Daniel Rochester may be smart and sexy, but he can't get her the sales she needs. Then a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can't afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her Master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor’s nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love.

Excerpt

The limo deposited her in front of her little house and floated away. A bit weary from the lengthy ordeal at the salon, Wendy almost tripped over the figure sitting on her front steps.

Dan! What are you doing here?”

Her agent looked rumpled and haggard. He didn’t even bother to stand, though his eyes were hungry as he surveyed her.

You don’t answer my calls. You ignore my emails. I figured the only way I could get through to you was to show up at your door.”

Emails? I haven’t heard from you in months! I figured you were mad at me…”

Every day, Wendy. I’ve sent you a message every single day. I’ve called again and again. That damned personal assistant of yours answers every time.” He rose to his feet finally, looking around with a scowl. “Where is the bastard, anyway?”

I—um—I’m not sure. I think he’s doing some errands.” She rummaged in her bag for her key. “Come inside. We’ll talk.”

No. You come with me.” He grabbed her sleeve, pulling her down the walkway toward a gray Taurus with a Steelers Rent-a-Car decal parked across the street. “You’ve got to get away from that guy. He’s dangerous.”

Dangerous? What are you talking about? He’s been great for my career.”

Dan grabbed her shoulders and shook her, hard. “Wake up, Wendy! He’s got you under some kind of spell. You’ve become a totally different person.”

She tore herself free. “Yeah, I have. Instead of being a loser, I’m finally a successful author.”

You’ve cut yourself off from everyone. I got an email from Jenna the other day. You do remember Jenna, right? Your old friend Jenna Martin? She was worried. Said she hadn’t been able to get in touch for weeks.”

Jenna. How odd. Wendy hadn’t even thought about her, not since that afternoon in the coffee shop when her crit partner sent the link about Sapphire Sands. The afternoon Mister B had come into her life. In the old days, they communicated nearly every day.

I’ve been busy. Busy writing.”

Is that all you’ve been doing? That slimy character Bent loves to suggest you two have been involved in other activities…”

She tried to take his arm. He shook her off. “Please, Dan, calm down. I’m fine. I’ve finally found my writing groove. Everything is going great.” She flashed him what she hoped was a charming smile. “I’m going to be on the Breakfast in America show later this week.”

I wondered why you were all gussied up.” His bitter tone made her wince.

You should be happy for me. After all, I’m making plenty of money for you, too!”

Forget about money for once. What about feelings?” He grabbed her with both hands, pulled her close and held her tight against his body.

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4 comments:

Muffy Wilson said...

Sounds simply delicious, Lisabet <3 xo

Amber Daulton said...

How tempting for all us struggling, starving authors to sign a nefarious contract. Right, ladies?
Yeah, but true love's gotta prevail!
Thanks for the excerpt!

Amber Daulton said...

Oh, sorry. My email is amberdaulton86@gmail.com
Thanks!

Barb Caffrey said...

Tweeted for you, Lisabet.

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