Synopsis
Elizabeth has finally escaped
from Asmodeus. Safely tucked away in a small seaside village in Italy, she
finds peace and maybe a little bit of heat with Jared. Her seeming savior, he
not only got her somewhere safe, but the connection, heat, and desire he
inspires in her is undeniable.
But one little slip up.
And the devil finds his diamond
again.
From a secluded hideaway, locked
in the devil’s arms, to the busy streets of Paris, France. The devil is no
longer playing in her dreams, but with her very real, hot-blooded desires.
Elizabeth quickly comes to realize that she may never escape the beast, and
that her only option could be to give in, or die trying to save her soul… and
heart.
*This book contains
controversial subject matter that may be objectionable to some readers.*
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Teaser Time
Excerpt
If I die before I wake, pray the
Lord my soul to take.
That single sentence kept
running on a loop in her brain. She didn’t know why. Even growing up, her faith
was iffy at best. Elizabeth struggled now even more. The facts remained. If
there was a devil, then there was a God.
There had to be.
Right?
Her fingers tightened on the
steering wheel as she pushed that last quarter mile into the town she was to
meet Jared. The only person on her side in this whole sordid mess. At first
Elizabeth was going to stop, but things had changed after she saw the devil in
his true form. Her brain couldn’t reconcile the monster that had threatened her
with the handsome man that threatened her. Somehow, it seemed less real, and
easier to survive this bullshit if he was just that handsome man. The monster
was harder to stomach and it felt like a daunting task to escape him.
It was going on the seven-hour
mark. Elizabeth had stopped for gas twice, and ate a small bag of chips. This
was slowly catching up to her as she nudged the gas pedal to the floor. The
road turned from concrete to dirty the closer she got to the small seaside town
of Polignano a Mare. Her heart started to pound faster and her knuckles were
white as she clenched the wheel. Elizabeth could see the small turnout. She
jerked the wheel to the right and the back of the car fishtailed as she kept up
her speed and pushed forward. The car quickly righted itself and she released
an ugly, loud sob of relief as the quaint two-story building came into view.
It looked like a simple modest
home. Its outside walls were a light tan with dark markings that looked like
water damage. The grape vines climbed up to the second story windows. They all
looked as if they were open. It appeared the home was on a large, expansive
property. Miles of grape vines spread out up a hill behind the home and
overlooked the glittering blue blanket of liquid paradise to her right.
Elizabeth couldn’t even enjoy
the view. Her vision was blurred from her sudden rush of tears. She'd held back
the whole way, distracting herself with the one focus.
Get to Jared.
She unclenched her fingers from
the steering wheel and slammed her palm against the horn. The loud wail brought
forth two monks that seemed to be racing from the back with another person.
Elizabeth fought for breath and vision and she saw a young man, around her age
come running for the car from the back of the home.
Without further thought, she
slammed both her feet on the brakes. The seatbelt locked and momentarily
knocked the wind from her. The car pitched sideways and slid until it finally
stopped. Elizabeth couldn’t move. Her body seemed to take on a tremor as her
forehead pressed against the wheel and she allowed the ugly tears to flow with
abandon. She figured she had refrained from breaking down this long, why not
have a good cry?
A mixture of relief and sadness
poured through her soul and out of her tearducts. She knew deep down that this
was only a reprieve. Like he said, he would find her again. She couldn’t hide.
Elizabeth simply delayed the inevitable.
The driver door being jerked
open distracted her internal musings. She heard panting breaths. Her own and
someone else’s. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied the young man crouching
next to her. A tentative hand reached out and rested on her knee.
“Bethy?” The masculine whisper
held a note of promise that brought her head up and her gaze over to his.
For that moment she stopped
breathing. In this minute of despair she felt the corner of her lips curve up
at the devastating man gazing back at her with a look of such heart-pounding
concern she could die now and know that someone gave a shit.
“Jared,” she sobbed.
Half of his lips quirked up and
she released a highly unattractive laugh/sob. Elizabeth’s chest heaved as the
odd spasm took over and her trembling fingers reached for the belt.
“Here, I got it,” he whispered.
He was perfect.
Beautiful.
He was all man, with longish
dark hair that reached his shoulders. The natural waves throughout made him
look like he was from a different time. His deep brown eyes were like black
pools that reflected her own pain, yet had a hint of playfulness. His jaw was
speckled in a few days’ worth of growth. His face, oh that handsome face. He
wasn’t chiseled like Asmodeus; no, he was natural, unblemished. His jaw was
strong and wide. A boyish charm glowed from him that made her wish for a life
she would never have. A life that was easy, where she could date men like him.
Where men like him could even break her heart. The white t-shirt he wore hid
nothing. He was broad, with muscles that rippled as he reached over her body
and released the seat belt.
Jared carefully reached in,
sliding an arm under her knees and behind her back, pulling her from the car.
She felt all that strength--sinews, muscles, and power--as he tugged her
against his chest. Elizabeth nuzzled against his neck and allowed his warm and
fresh scent to consume her. She memorised him in that moment. He smelled like
fresh air, sweat, and man. He didn’t coat himself in anything fake. He was
just--Jared.
Her fingers fisted the front of
his shirt and she heard him chuckle.
“Happy to see me, Bethy?” His
laughter pierced her heart and she wished with all that she was that she could
have him.
Elizabeth knew in that moment.
Her heart wouldn’t be allowed his. She couldn’t doom him to this life. She
would stay out the month, figure out a way to break this bullshit debt, and
give him his life back.
“You have no idea.”
With that she snuggled in closer as he
took her into the home.
Series Reading Order
Crave (Now Available)
Lust (September 2014)
Seduce (TBA)
Owned (TBA)
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Meet Bonnie Bliss
Bonnie Bliss is the brain child
of two authors. Bonnie is husband and wife duo that has come together to weave
stories of passion, action, betrayal, and ultimate surrender. They have
discovered that mixing genres in their thing. Their tastes go dark, and they
love to twisted up sweet stories and make them a bit more tense and sexy.
Bonnie writes in multiple genres with plans to dabble into more areas of
fiction.
One is a Southern California
native, the other was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. The husband spends
his time giving the wife alpha males with bite. He is a man that needs to see
his world in print. He has a panty melting accent, loves listening to music,
watching Game of Thrones, and obsessing over Heisenberg. The wife spends her
time writing strong women that evolve into their power, they don’t just come
out guns blazing. She claims the song California Girls, by Katy Perry is
totally accurate. She’s done everything from waitressing, customer service
phone rep., Corporate Real Estate, and spent a pretty impression part of her
life working for the Disney Corporation—before finding her way into the
publishing world with her husband.
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