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E Strand is fighting a hellacious battle to be the husband, the Master Lacey deserves. Can he conquer in time to say his vows? Will E and Lacey find their bliss?
Bliss (Strand Brothers Series, Epilogue Novella)
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Strand Brothers Series
Only 99₵ Each
All titles are #FREEonKU
One unforgettable night at a masquerade changes it all.
Branded ft. Nik Strand (Strand Brothers Series, #1)
http://getBook.at/SBS1LA
When submission, love, and something far too terrifying bind.
Bound ft. Even Strand (Strand Brothers Series, #2)
http://getBook.at/SBS2LA
Hearts need to be mended.
Time is running out.
Obstacles are placed.
Do Alex and Sofie have what it takes to overcome?
Broken ft. Alex Strand (Strand Brothers Series, #3)
http://getBook.at/SBS3LA
E Strand is fighting a hellacious battle to be the husband, the Master Lacey deserves. Can he conquer in time to say his vows? Will E and Lacey find their bliss?
Bliss (Strand Brothers Series, Epilogue Novella)
http://getBook.at/SBSENLA
September 4, 2015
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August 6, 2014
Excerpt from Branded
He only nodded, deep in thought. “I can help you,” he declared.
I was not expecting that. Honestly, I was growing skeptical. What if he offered to hire me? Yes, I was more than attracted to him, but I was no longer hiring myself out. That chapter of my life was over—the end. “How, exactly?”
Again with the half-smile—Dear Lord—he replied, “Marry me.”
“Excuse me? Look, this is the twenty-first century. A woman doesn’t get married because some asshole threatens her. Come on! That’s just absurd.”
Well, that did it. Now he was furious. He stood up so fast I thought he was going to knock over the sofa and me with it. Then he began to pace while he growled, “I’m fully aware of the century, Aimee. The point is, that ‘asshole’ can wreak havoc on your life like you’ve never seen. You cannot ignore him and hope he’ll go away. You need protection, and I can provide it. It’s really that simple,” he apprised.
Now I was angry. “First off, don’t talk down to me. I’m not a child. I’m obviously aware he can ruin my life. That was why I had agreed to stay with him in the first place. I have plenty of money to hire my own protection. I damned sure don’t need your help, Mr. Strand.”
He grabbed my upper arms. “Yes, Ms. Taylor, you do need me.”
“You know what…Piss off!” I broke free of his grasp and marched over to the elevator to push the call button. The door opened immediately.
I heard Nik bellow, “Aimee. Get your ass back in here, now!”
As the doors slid closed, I flipped him off. Just who did that man think he was? I would figure this out myself. I was sick and tired of these powerful, commanding men telling me what to do with my life. They could all go to hell.
I was not expecting that. Honestly, I was growing skeptical. What if he offered to hire me? Yes, I was more than attracted to him, but I was no longer hiring myself out. That chapter of my life was over—the end. “How, exactly?”
Again with the half-smile—Dear Lord—he replied, “Marry me.”
“Excuse me? Look, this is the twenty-first century. A woman doesn’t get married because some asshole threatens her. Come on! That’s just absurd.”
Well, that did it. Now he was furious. He stood up so fast I thought he was going to knock over the sofa and me with it. Then he began to pace while he growled, “I’m fully aware of the century, Aimee. The point is, that ‘asshole’ can wreak havoc on your life like you’ve never seen. You cannot ignore him and hope he’ll go away. You need protection, and I can provide it. It’s really that simple,” he apprised.
Now I was angry. “First off, don’t talk down to me. I’m not a child. I’m obviously aware he can ruin my life. That was why I had agreed to stay with him in the first place. I have plenty of money to hire my own protection. I damned sure don’t need your help, Mr. Strand.”
He grabbed my upper arms. “Yes, Ms. Taylor, you do need me.”
“You know what…Piss off!” I broke free of his grasp and marched over to the elevator to push the call button. The door opened immediately.
I heard Nik bellow, “Aimee. Get your ass back in here, now!”
As the doors slid closed, I flipped him off. Just who did that man think he was? I would figure this out myself. I was sick and tired of these powerful, commanding men telling me what to do with my life. They could all go to hell.
June 23, 2014
Teaser 1
He suckled the tender spot just below my earlobe. "Tell me to stop if I've misread the attraction between us," he demanded.
No way in hell I was doing that. The electricity was arcing between our bodies with a mind of its own. Instead, I begged for more. "Please."
I felt his smile along my throat. "Right answer," he groaned.Branded
No way in hell I was doing that. The electricity was arcing between our bodies with a mind of its own. Instead, I begged for more. "Please."
I felt his smile along my throat. "Right answer," he groaned.Branded
