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Roses & Thorns
Marigold
Did you know I've started a new series?
This is me dipping my writing toes into Dark Romance. Just be warned....MY HEROES are deeply passionate men who love and respect their women and will go to the ends of the world to protect them.
So what makes my new series - Roses & Thorns - dark?
The intense cruelty these women are forced into, some of them from a very early age. In each new book you will be emotionally torn by the situation each woman finds herself. Situations that are dark and demeaning.
Trigger warning PEOPLE!!
If you have enjoyed my Club Zodiac series where there is heavy BDSM play and each couple finds their HEA, then take it a step Darker and dive into Marigold today.
Happy Reading!
Did you know I've started a new series?
This is me dipping my writing toes into Dark Romance. Just be warned....MY HEROES are deeply passionate men who love and respect their women and will go to the ends of the world to protect them.
So what makes my new series - Roses & Thorns - dark?
The intense cruelty these women are forced into, some of them from a very early age. In each new book you will be emotionally torn by the situation each woman finds herself. Situations that are dark and demeaning.
Trigger warning PEOPLE!!
If you have enjoyed my Club Zodiac series where there is heavy BDSM play and each couple finds their HEA, then take it a step Darker and dive into Marigold today.
Happy Reading!
Oleander
Who is ready for more Roses & Thorns???
Oleander will release on Oct 10th - little secret you can get an early copy from my website - www.beccajameson.com.
Here is an excerpt for you:
Jagger’s hands landed on her shoulders.
She flinched for a moment and then leaned into him. He was so solid, emotionally and physically.
“Thank you for sharing that with me,” he said softly.
She chuckled. “Which part? The part where you had to endure listening to how badly I’ve been abused or the part where some strange fucked-up girl has fantasies about you fucking her.”
He wrapped an arm around her and held her against him. “I will listen to anything you want to tell me, honey, and I’m glad you feel like you can share. Both the good and the bad. You are not fucked-up. You’ve been through a lot. Horrific things. You’re going to need counseling to work through your experiences. You might even want to see the same counselor Gemma goes to. Dr. Carol Langston. She’s been a godsend for Gemma. She’s a therapist with the FBI.”
At the moment, Kally couldn’t imagine repeating all of that to another person, but she might feel differently someday. Plus, that doctor would already know most of the story from Gemma. That could be nice.
“As for you having fantasies about having sex with me, I have a few things to say.”
She stiffened.
“Not bad things. Don’t panic. Just things to think about. One, you are precious, sexy, smart, gorgeous, and so fucking strong. If by some chance I ever get the opportunity to call you mine, I’ll be the luckiest man on earth. I knew that in my soul as soon as I met you. You bring me to my knees. I haven’t made a solid rational decision since I met you. Two, I don’t mean to sound patronizing, but you can’t make life-altering decisions right now. You’re still reeling from a year of hell. It would be selfish of me to take something precious from you before you’re emotionally ready to consent. And three…”
Kally’s breath hitched when his mouth came closer to her ear. “I will never fuck you. Not in a million years. I would make sweet, sweet love to you until you scream my name over and over, but it would never be violent or forced.”
Her knees nearly gave out. It was a good thing he was holding her upright. Her mind was reeling from his words. The combination of his warm breath, his soft tone, and his caring words made her feel an actual genuine arousal for the first time in her life.
She’d been aroused before, many times in the past year, but always by force. Being restrained and sometimes blindfolded while strangers groped her until she grew wet was humiliating and mortifying. It was worse when they laughed.
No one had ever penetrated her. That part of her had been saved for her buyer. But they’d tried to train her body to react to the slightest touch to her nipples or clit. She wasn’t even sure if she would ever want someone to touch her like that again.
Except for some reason, she found herself craving exactly that from the man currently holding her together. Would she be able to endure his touch in reality? She wasn’t sure. She might actually kick him in the balls and run and hide.
He rocked her body back and forth, never letting go. After a few minutes, he gave her another squeeze. “I need to ask you more questions, honey. Can you tell me more? I know it’s the last thing you want to do, but time is of the essence. There are four more women out there somewhere. The FBI would like to find them.”
“I’ll do whatever I can,” she responded.
Oleander
Oleander will release on Oct 10th - little secret you can get an early copy from my website - www.beccajameson.com.
Here is an excerpt for you:
Jagger’s hands landed on her shoulders.
She flinched for a moment and then leaned into him. He was so solid, emotionally and physically.
“Thank you for sharing that with me,” he said softly.
She chuckled. “Which part? The part where you had to endure listening to how badly I’ve been abused or the part where some strange fucked-up girl has fantasies about you fucking her.”
He wrapped an arm around her and held her against him. “I will listen to anything you want to tell me, honey, and I’m glad you feel like you can share. Both the good and the bad. You are not fucked-up. You’ve been through a lot. Horrific things. You’re going to need counseling to work through your experiences. You might even want to see the same counselor Gemma goes to. Dr. Carol Langston. She’s been a godsend for Gemma. She’s a therapist with the FBI.”
At the moment, Kally couldn’t imagine repeating all of that to another person, but she might feel differently someday. Plus, that doctor would already know most of the story from Gemma. That could be nice.
“As for you having fantasies about having sex with me, I have a few things to say.”
She stiffened.
“Not bad things. Don’t panic. Just things to think about. One, you are precious, sexy, smart, gorgeous, and so fucking strong. If by some chance I ever get the opportunity to call you mine, I’ll be the luckiest man on earth. I knew that in my soul as soon as I met you. You bring me to my knees. I haven’t made a solid rational decision since I met you. Two, I don’t mean to sound patronizing, but you can’t make life-altering decisions right now. You’re still reeling from a year of hell. It would be selfish of me to take something precious from you before you’re emotionally ready to consent. And three…”
Kally’s breath hitched when his mouth came closer to her ear. “I will never fuck you. Not in a million years. I would make sweet, sweet love to you until you scream my name over and over, but it would never be violent or forced.”
Her knees nearly gave out. It was a good thing he was holding her upright. Her mind was reeling from his words. The combination of his warm breath, his soft tone, and his caring words made her feel an actual genuine arousal for the first time in her life.
She’d been aroused before, many times in the past year, but always by force. Being restrained and sometimes blindfolded while strangers groped her until she grew wet was humiliating and mortifying. It was worse when they laughed.
No one had ever penetrated her. That part of her had been saved for her buyer. But they’d tried to train her body to react to the slightest touch to her nipples or clit. She wasn’t even sure if she would ever want someone to touch her like that again.
Except for some reason, she found herself craving exactly that from the man currently holding her together. Would she be able to endure his touch in reality? She wasn’t sure. She might actually kick him in the balls and run and hide.
He rocked her body back and forth, never letting go. After a few minutes, he gave her another squeeze. “I need to ask you more questions, honey. Can you tell me more? I know it’s the last thing you want to do, but time is of the essence. There are four more women out there somewhere. The FBI would like to find them.”
“I’ll do whatever I can,” she responded.
Oleander
