Steamy Romance. It sounds delicious in any language, but in the language of love it becomes exhilarating.
“La Romance Torride”
From historical to contemporary, paranormal to cowboys, this collection has something spicy for every taste.
With TWO FULL LENGTH NOVELS and THREE NOVELLAS, La Romance Torride will warm your heart—and other places—for hours on end!
Marlow’s Revenge by KC Vixen:
Hate had ruled Steven Marlow’s life for thirteen years.
It sustained him after false accusations had him exiled to colonial Australia.
The thought of revenge kept him alive on the prison ship and on the chain gang.
When he finally meets up with the woman who lied, retribution will be swift and deadly.
He will exact a terrible revenge.
My Destiny by JL Perry:
Brooke gave up her dreams, relocating to another state with her husband Jake so he could pursue his, but when he commits the ultimate betrayal against her, she’s lucky to escape with her life.
She moves back to her hometown, alone and runs into Logan, the man who had helped her months ago. From the moment they first met, Brooke felt that they had a connection, and now she finds it is stronger than ever.
What stops her from acting on her feelings towards him?
From the moment he saw Brooke, Logan knew that she was the one he’d been searching for his whole life. Can he convince Brooke to let go of her insecurities so they can be together?
What will happen when Brookes past comes back to haunt her? Will Logan still be around to help her, or will she be left to face it on own her own?
Playing House by Abi Aiken:
Bookstore owner Lucy is still hurting from her ex’s cheating ways when her housemate drops another bombshell. She’s moving out, and taking her weekly rent money with her. To help pay the bills Lucy reluctantly allows the crazy-gorgeous Mark to move in. What will happen when their mutual attraction collides with Lucy’s trust issues?
Sojourn With A Stranger by Keta Diablo:
A ghost haunts the halls of Stafford House. When Raine Brinsley arrives and accepts a position as a house servant, the ghost is determined to let Raine know who murdered her. Derek and Lyman Stafford race against time to produce the first male heir to secure the title to Stafford House. The brothers will do anything to win…including murder.
A dark, gothic novel with romance, mystery, suspense and thrills.
Whispered Pleasure by Lacey Roberts:
Blake Hunter is a tall, dark, handsome and sexy master of horses.
Lexie Jamison is a thorn in his side.He hasn’t seen the gorgeous, dark haired firecracker for four years.
Attraction is instant but Blake doesn’t have time for a contradictory pain in the butt. Within hours of arriving she has him so tied up in knots, he is hard pressed to remember his own name.
Will her lifetime wish finally be granted?
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Warning: Contains explicit sexual description and BDSM. Strictly for 18+
Moses Jordan is a part African American, Billionaire Computer Geek.
He is also in charge, her Dom. Imogen Walters is a tall, leggy blonde who practices law.
She is his property, his Sub.
They share a fifth floor luxury apartment overlooking Sydney Harbour.
She drives a Mercedes, he drives a Ferrari.
She practices law with confidence and is in command, until she steps through the door of their home. He has vowed to never release her.
Does she want to be freed?
Imogen glanced across the courtroom. He was seated in the public gallery. Muscles bunched under his shirt, his long black hair hung down to his shoulders and his chocolate brown eyes locked with hers. Warmth pooled in her pussy, she found it difficult to concentrate knowing his hungry gaze was watching her every move.
Moses tilted his lips into a grin, he had noticed Imogen squirming uncomfortably when she had first noticed him. The beautiful, tall, leggy blonde rose from her chair, turned her back and began fiddling with papers. He knew he was being unfair. This was an important trial for his sub. It involved the Mayor’s son and could make or break her brilliant career.
Imogen breathed deeply. She couldn’t let her clients down by being distracted. I will talk to Moses tonight. I can’t have him attending this trial and distracting me.
“Please rise for the Honourable Judge Dalton O’Malley,” a voice from the front of the courtroom announced.
Imogen came to attention and when she dared to take a quick peek in the direction of the gallery, she noticed Moses had left. She breathed deep with relief.
Moses strolled outside into the bright sunshine. He had done what he had come to do, unnerve his sub. She needed to be kept informed of who was in charge at all times. He smiled to himself as he headed for his favourite café at Circular Quay.
He would enjoy a latté while he drank in the first warmth of summer and made plans for tonight. She would pay for daring to turn her back on him.
He weaved his way down George Street, smiling at several women and girls as he went. He was well aware his physique attracted interest but he had the only woman he wanted. Maybe she could come home and find another woman in the apartment? That would remind her that I am in charge and it would punish her for turning her back on me.
Moses dismissed the thought of another female. It would devastate Imogen and, although she had to be disciplined, he would never be cruel.
He entered the café on the waterfront and was immediately shown to a table overlooking the harbour. The view was magnificent as water sparkled in the sunlight and vessels of every shape, colour and size floated in all directions. Moses was content. He picked up the daily paper which had been placed down with his latté and began reading.
He would not pick Imogen up from the trial as planned. He would meet her at home and put his plan into action.
Previously Master Of Law
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Rick Masters is a Detective, a man who had a huge crush on Lyndsay in high school. When he sees a poster showing she is missing, secret memories flood back. He is determined to find her.
Does Rick still have feelings for Lyndsay? Will this be his chance to capture the girl of his dreams?
Set in Kuringai National Park and Sydney’s Northern Beaches.
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Doing this in reverse – putting the “blurb” after the excerpts….
A simple pleasure bike ride around Lake Okeechobee in Southern Florida turns into a harrowing, life threatening discovery for Jessica a newly graduated archaeologist. After a painful ‘header’ over the handlebars of her bike she realizes the shape of a lump of mud, revealed by the current drought is really a pyramid. Strangely, finding the pyramid enhanced the ethereal dreams and haunting memories of a mysterious young man who saved her and her parents several years previously.
Xerxes, High Lord of the under-water City of Atlantis, has put watchers on the inscrutable lump and informed of Jessica’s detection now must take action to protect the secrecy of his realm. Ironically, Jessica is the young woman Xerxes saved, along with her parents, several years earlier in a diving accident, and has been in love with since. At the time, to guard his identity, he was forced to cloud their memories with an advanced substance and to his knowledge is still effective. Xerxes quickly develops a plan to allow the beautiful archaeologist to excavate the artifacts and then plans to retrieve them and bring her to Atlantis as his wife, hoping the strong physical attraction they felt upon her rescue, remains.
Xerxes has another security problem, Marcus, a disloyal and power crazed councilor, is attempting to expose Atlantis’ existence in hopes of compromising Xerxes authority and gaining control of the vast under-world kingdom.
While Jessica unearths unbelievable treasures from ancient Egypt without explanation of why or how they came to be there, Xerxes tracks the movements of Marcus inside Atlantis. The summer progress’ and Xerxes places an undercover squad of Atlanteans, posing as U.S. Marines, as security on the dig to protect both the artifacts and Jessica. Jessica and her co-archaeologist, Bruce, both suspect what they have found, but neither will say it. Bruce travels back and forth to the university and isn’t always present on the dig but the Atlantean/Marines protect Jessica from several strange attacks by Mesoamerican men. It comes to Xerxes and his security they think Jessica has been sent as a sacrifice to their god.
Xerxes meets Jessica several times, by chance and by design and finds she still doesn’t remember him, but almost. He looks forward to bringing her to Atlantis, daring to kiss her on one such meeting. Knowing time grow short, he collapses the dig and days later a hurricane finishes the job. During the eye of the storm, Xerxes must come ashore to save Jessica in a dramatic rescue from a sacrificial death but must wait until he can retrieve the artifacts and withdraw his security team before taking Jessica.
At last bringing her to Atlantis the first couple of days are arduous but the attraction between them is not only strong but upon their first meeting when she was rescued years before they had become soul-linked. Their true love for each other blossoms.
Marcus is still at large and puts his ill plans into action. He manages to entrap Jessica and her parents, wounding Jessica in the process and putting her life in grim jeopardy, he doesn’t plan to seek to get her medical help.
Xerxes is desperate to save her. He calls on his brother and an off world Ambassador from Alpha-Centauri to assist in a decisive rescue on two fronts. Jessica is gravely ill and Xerxes sits aboard the Ambassador’s space ship waiting for the alien doctor to save his wife. Life has become a dark hell at the prospect of the only woman he loves laying at deaths’ door.
Xerxes decides he has to be with her regardless of the outcome; he rises from the waiting area and goes to her side….
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When his mining magnate parents perish in a helicopter crash, as their only son, he is left a very wealthy man.
He is a Dom on the lookout for a new Sub. This time he wants someone young who he can train.
Gemma Carmichael is a 20 year old Office Worker, the only daughter of a Diplomat. She is a Virgin.
Liam and Gemma meet at a society wedding and sparks begin flying.
Liam resolves to give the gorgeous, but bad tempered girl, a wide berth, until their paths cross again two weeks later.
Will she become the Sub he is searching for?
Gemma stood with her back to the sun. She had chosen to wear a pale blue chiffon, halter neck dress and the sun felt wonderfully warm on her bared back.
“Gemma, are you listening?” Giles Fisher asked?
Gemma had her back to the small group she was with. She was kicking herself for asking Giles to accompany her to her friend, Lynette’s wedding. She hadn’t wanted to attend such an important social occasion unaccompanied but he really was a terrible boor. She had told him time and again she was not interested in anything other than friendship but he persisted in asking her to date.
“I’m sorry, I was…” She stopped mid-sentence as Giles slipped up behind her. His hands slid around her chest and began fondling her breasts. She spun on her heels, propelling her arm forward, clenched fist connected hard with his nose. Giles stepped back sputtering as blood poured down the front of his pale grey Armani suit.
“How dare you!” she screamed. Gemma stomped towards the reception house. Her intention was to apologise to Lynette, and her new husband, before returning home.
“You will pay for that, you tease.” Giles shouted at her back.
She turned her head to unleash her retort. “Stay away from me and keep your filthy hands to yourself.”
In her anger, she failed to watch where she was going and ran headlong into a solid wall. It almost knocked her backwards onto her butt. Large hands locked on her arms in an attempt to steady her.
Gemma’s head had connected with a man’s very broad chest, she felt his well-toned muscles bunch under his suit. A very sensuous cologne wafted over her. She tilted her head back and gazed into the blackest eyes she had ever seen, they were like pools of pure onyx. His hands remained on her arms and he smiled down at her. This man was too handsome and sexy for his own good. A strange thrill raced down her spine.
Gemma pushed back to release herself. “Let me go,” she demanded. Liam immediately released his hold. “Men!” she ranted as she stormed away.
Liam gave Pete and Jack a confused look. “What did I do?”
“Guess you got in the way of an argument between her and her boyfriend.” Jack laughed.
“That’s Gemma Carmichael. She doesn’t have a boyfriend. Giles Fisher has been sniffing around for a while but she told him she wasn’t interested.” Pete elaborated.
Liam watched the petite woman as she stomped her way to the reception house. Her pale blue, gossamer dress floated over her sexy curves and, with the sunlight behind her, not much was left to his imagination. She wore a thong and her ass cheeks rippled with each step she took. Cute backside, wouldn’t mind having that across my knees.
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Follow the lives of the three Glenmore brothers and their only sister as they face life threatening danger, solve murder, prevent cattle rustling, help protect an Indian settlement and fall in love.
Book 1 – The Glenmore’s: Revenge –
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Book 2 – The Glenmore’s: Deputy -
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Book 3 – The Glenmore’s: Sacred Secrets -
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Blind Acceptance – Book 1
Will Luke accept his son, Phillip’s blindness?
When Phillip is injured in a wagon accident and blinded for life; his father must come to terms with the fact that his only heir will be unable to run his beloved ranch unaided. He struggles to accept his son is still whole; even the beautiful teacher he employs to help Phillip can’t seem to break down Luke’s walls.
Then, without warning, there is an event on the ranch that will change their lives forever.
Received 4 1/2 star review from InD’tale Magazine and Crowned Heart for Excellence – November 2013
…..Phillip rifled through the things his father had stacked in the shed until he finally found his fishing pole.
“Phillip, please hurry up.” Marie snapped impatiently. She knew Jack would be waiting to take them to town.
“I found it, Ma. I’m coming now.” Phillip called over his shoulder as he pulled at his fishing pole. It was wedged under several other objects and as the pole came free they collapsed at his feet and began to spill out of the door.
Phillip put his pole on the ground and began putting things back in the shed.
“Just leave all that Phillip; I’ll help you put it away when we come back.” Phillip ran to his mother and held his pole up proudly. “We’ll have to get some worms, Ma, if we’re gonna catch fish. They’ll be in the mud on the bank. Pa showed me how to get them.”
Marie ignored what he said, took his free hand in hers, and began heading for the trees and the river.
Phillip’s small legs had to run to keep up with his mother’s fast pace. When he stumbled Marie tightened her grip causing him to cry out in pain.
“Ma, I don’t want to go any more. I wanna go back home.” Phillip began crying. He sensed something was wrong. He wanted to return to the comfort of the house and to Miss Meg who he knew he could trust.
Marie finally stopped and glared down at her son in disgust. “Don’t be such a cry baby. We’ll have such fun. Dry your eyes and let’s go.”
She handed Phillip a hankie from her pocket and he swiped at his tears before handing it back. Marie again picked up his hand but this time held it more gently and slowed down her pace.
At the tree line she began looking around for Jack and her head turned from one side to the other.
“Are you searching for someone pretty lady?” Jack stepped out from amongst the trees and he swept Marie into his arms for a kiss.
She pushed at his chest with one hand while she continued to hold Phillip’s hand with the other. She needed Jack to release her.
“What’s wrong my pet?” Jack didn’t like being pushed away and Marie thought he looked almost angry.
“Phillip is here Jack.” She inclined her head to the side to indicate her son who now stood with his mouth open.
Who was this man who was kissing his mother?
Jack crouched in front of Phillip and held out his hand. “Hello Phillip, my name is Mr Wright. I’m a friend of your Ma’s and I thought you might like to go for a ride in my wagon.”
Phillip shied away and hid amongst his mother’s skirts. He didn’t like Mr Wright.
“Phillip, please behave like a proper young man and say hello to Mr Wright.” Marie pulled Phillip out of her skirts with a jerk and stood him in front of her. “Now be a good little man and shake hands”
Phillip heard the threat in her voice. Jack once again held out his hand and Phillip placed his small, trembling hand into it and shook.
“That’s much better.” Marie glanced down at her son with a smile on her face.
“How about that wagon ride Mr Wright offered? I thought we’d spend the night in town and have supper at the hotel”
Marie took Phillip’s hand and began walking towards the tree where she’d hidden their suitcases. When she pointed it out, Jack reached in and pulled a case into each hand before leading the way to where he’d hidden the wagon.
Phillip pulled back on Marie’s hand which only tightened its grip once again.
“Ma, noooo.” he cried as he planted his feet and finally brought his mother to a stop. “We can’t go; I’m going into town with Pa after lunch.”
Marie thought fast. “I left a letter for Pa to meet us at the hotel, now come on.” Phillip began crying as she tugged on his hand and forced him to begin walking.
When he began crying louder Marie hurried to catch up with Jack.
“I’m afraid he’s going to start screaming Jack and with the way sound travels around here Luke is sure to hear him.”
Jack stopped and placed the cases onto the ground. “I don’t know why you insisted on bringing him. What does it matter if he stays at the ranch instead of going to school? Either way you’ll be rid of him.”
He untied his cravat and began moving towards Phillip who started backing away. Jack snaked his arm out and grabbed him around his waist; Phillip began to wriggle and kick. “Hold him still.” Jack snarled as he took hold of Phillips head.
After stuffing part of the cravat into the little boy’s mouth he tied it securely at the back of his head. “If you touch it I’ll cut your fingers off.” Jack threatened before picking up the cases and continuing on.
Phillip sobbed as his mother dragged him on.
She didn’t care.
“Lift him up on the seat while I put the suitcases in the back and for God’s sake make him shut up.”
Phillip clutched hold of his fishing pole with the grip of someone three times his size.
Marie was forced to allow him to keep it as she positioned him onto the centre of the seat.
“Be quiet. Jack will not put up with this behaviour.” She climbed up onto the seat next to her son while Jack climbed up on the other side and took the reins into his hands. He released the brake holding the wheels, turned the horse towards town and, when he made a clicking noise with his tongue, the stallion broke into a canter.
As they travelled further from home Phillip became more distressed and began wriggling around on the seat. “Keep that damn brat still, Marie, he’s going to unsettle the horse and cause an accident.”
Marie reached around Phillip’s shoulders and attempted to calm him. He only became more hysterical and he used as much force as his little body could muster to push his mother away. His strength caught Marie by surprise and she almost slid off the seat and into the dust.
“Phillip, you almost pushed me off and under the wheels.” she screeched as she positioned herself closer to the centre of the seat. She slapped him hard on the arm which only served to make him behave even worse.
Jack could see the stallion had become skittish with Marie’s screeching; with a crack of his whip he urged him to move faster in the hopes it would settle him down.
Phillip continued to wriggle and jump up and down as the wagon thundered along the uneven road. It didn’t matter how much Marie or Jack threatened, he just refused to calm down.
Jack saw Phillip raise his fishing pole above his head in anger but couldn’t react fast enough to stop what happened next.
Phillip brought the pole down on the horses’ rump as hard as he could. The horse whinnied and reared before beginning to run in a frenzied zigzag pattern from one side of the road to the other.
Jack couldn’t bring the huge stallion under control and as the terrified horse galloped flat out; Jack began to panic. He knew their speed along such a rock littered road was dangerous.
It was all he and Marie could do to hold on and Phillip bounced up and down like a ball in between them.
Then it happened – the wagon’s wheels hit a boulder and all three were thrown from the seat high into the air.
The stallion, with the wagon behind, continued to race towards town leaving three broken bodies behind in his wake.
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Blind Achievement – Book 2
Phillip Johnson has been blind since the age of six after sustaining a head injury in a wagon accident. Growing up on a ranch outside of Austin hasn’t been easy for the young man but he has thrived with the loving help of his Step-Mother, Rachel, and the faithful support of his father, Luke. At 18 years old, he has made the decision to head to Macarthur to attend the Wyoming College for the Blind. He plans to study Civil Government Law and Political Economics. It is here that he meets Belinda and he falls deeply in love with her. Belinda hides a dark and dangerous secret. A ruthless man is obsessed with owning her. This threat has the power to ruin their relationship and put their lives in jeopardy. Can they overcome such obstacles and find happiness together?
….Phillip’s first day of classes passed uneventfully but he found his mind wandering to where his family might be. Several times he had to refocus his attention back on his teachers.
He felt bone weary as he traipsed back to his room with Daniel by his side.
“Do you have any assigned work tonight?” Daniel enquired.
Phillip’s arms were full of books and his cane was tucked firmly under his arm.
Daniel gently guided his friend with a nudge to his elbow and verbal commands.
“No, nothing tonight. I think they are giving us time to settle in before assigning us extra work.
“I would appreciate another lesson in Braille if you’re not too tired. It seems the rest of the class is doing better than me and I have some catching up to do.”
“I am planning on an early night but I have time to spend with you first.”
Daniel placed his books on the floor while he unlocked the door to their room. He removed the books from Phillips arms and set them down on his desk. He guided him to a chair at his desk.
After Daniel retrieved his books and closed the door, both boys collapsed onto chairs facing their desks. Phillip ran his hands through his hair. “I’m glad today’s over.”
“Yeah, me too.” Daniel agreed. “They sure keep us busy.”
“At least it all ran smoothly. Thanks for getting me to all my classes on time.”
“It was easier than I thought it was going to be. The teachers’ don’t hold us back because they know a lot of us have to help the blind people move around.”
Daniel rose and headed for a pitcher of water that stood on the chest of drawers. “Glass of water?”
Daniel placed the glass on Phillip’s desk.
“I wonder how everyone is. They should be halfway back to the ranch by now.”
“You’re gonna miss them a lot aren’t you?”
“Yeah. I have relied on them for so much over the years. It seems strange not having them near me. I will miss my long talks with Pa, Ma’s encouragement and hugs. Not to mention her cooking.”
“It will get easier with time and classes will help keep your mind busy.”
“I sure hope so. Let’s get into your lesson before I fall asleep sitting here. I’m sure weary.”
Daniel shimmied his chair closer to Phillip and placed his writing materials on the desk in front of them.
Six months had passed and Phillip was thoroughly miserable. Teachers favoured him for his good nature and excellent grades while other students taunted him mercilessly for it. He thanked the Lord daily for his friendship with Daniel. Without him school would be unbearable and he would be on the next train back to the ranch.
He was now familiar with the classrooms and labyrinth of hallways so he was able to get around if Daniel was required elsewhere.
It had been a long day and he tapped his way back to his room. He was startled from his thoughts by an ear piercing scream. Coming to an abrupt stop he listened. Sounds of a scuffle and banging came from what he knew was a classroom ahead. He approached and threw open the door without hesitation.
“What the hell? Get out!” a gruff voice bellowed.
“Please help me.” A girl’s agonized plea tore at his heart.
“What’s going on?” Phillip demanded to know.
“None of your damned business, half-wit. Get out.” Phillip could not place the voice.
“Let me go,” she screamed again.
“Let the young lady go.” Phillip said angrily. “Come here to me Miss.”
He could hear her struggling to get free.
“I have asked you to let her go. I will not ask again.” Phillip loaded his voice with menace.
The man guffawed. “Do you really think a blindy like you can stop me?”
Phillip used the man’s voice to help him move closer.
The girl took advantage of her captor being distracted and bit down hard on his arm. He yelped with pain, and she wrenched free of his grip and launched herself into Phillip’s arms.
The air rushed from his lungs as she collided with his chest. He wrapped his arm protectively around her trembling body as she sobbed into his shirt.
Phillip lifted his cane as a warning for the man not to approach. “I am taking her to speak with Mr Carver. I expect he will also want to speak with you.”
The girl in his arms continued to tremble and sob.
“Come with me. We’ll ensure this never happens again,” he told the girl gently.
She moved from his grasp and wiped the tears from her eyes. Mr Collins, I will make you sorry for this,” she promised bravely.
“As if Mr Carver would believe you over a teacher he respects and trusts. I will tell him you made advances towards me,” he snarled.
The girl grasped hold of Phillip’s hand. Her obvious terror fired his anger.
“You forget, sir. I was here.”
“You’re blind,” he sneered. “How would you know what was happening?”
“A girl doesn’t scream like that if she is a willing participant.” Phillip tightened his hold on her hand and pulled her from the room.
“We will check Mr Carver’s office first. He often works late so he may not have gone down to his cottage yet.” Phillip led her back down the hall he had just come from.
“What is your name?” he asked.
“I’m Belinda. Thank you for rescuing me.”
“My name is Phillip and you are welcome. I’m just happy I came along when I did. What happened?”
“I was on my way back to my room after delivering some papers to a student. He grabbed me as I passed the classroom. He said he had been watching me and knew I wanted his body.” She shuddered and burst into tears.
Phillip stopped and pulled her into his arms. She buried her head into his chest as she shivered and cried.
He ran his hand gently over her back in an attempt to soothe her. He could smell the subtle perfume of her hair and skin, lavender perhaps?
“What’s going on out here?” Mr Carver growled from his office door up ahead.
Belinda stepped back and Mr Carver noticed her red, teary face. “Belinda, what’s wrong?” he asked as he rushed towards the young couple.
“We need to speak with you, sir.” Belinda squeezed Phillip’s hand tight as he spoke.
“Come into my office.” He led the way in before closing the door.
Belinda led Phillip to a chair facing the desk. Once he was seated she sat in the chair next to him and clutched at his arm. He ran his thumb over the back of her hand in an effort to reassure her.
“Explain to me what’s happened. You’re as white as a ghost, Belinda and I can see you shaking from here.”
“I was coming down the hall after delivering some papers to a student when Mr Collins dragged me into his office. H….he made improper advances and I couldn’t get away.” She withdrew her hand from Phillips, lowered her head into her hands and sobbed.
“I can see how distressed she is but what do you have to do with all of this, Phillip?”
“I was on my way back to my room when I heard her scream. I entered the room and confronted Mr Collins. He eventually let her go. We came straight to you here, sir.”
Belinda lifted her head and swiped at her tears with the sleeve of her dress. “He only let me go because I bit him.”
She watched as Mr Carver’s face darkened with shock and fury.
“I’m very sorry, Belinda. I have suspected impropriety from Mr Collins before but we were unable to prove anything. I assure you he will be dismissed immediately.”
“Thank you, sir. I will see Belinda back to her room if you don’t mind.” Phillip stood and she slipped her hand trustingly into his and it felt good.
“I think a cup of tea may be in order first. Take her down to the dining room and tell the staff I sent you. I will deal with Mr Collins immediately.”
“I will and thank you again, sir.”
“Thank you.” Belinda murmured.
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A portent of things to come….
Xerxes completed his responsibilities to Kallias Enterprises, Inc. The Earth based upper-world company that helped support Atlantis’ financial base. Taxes in Atlantis were minimal. Kallias Enterprises provided a large part of their overall monetary needs, and a portion of the city’s income came from off-world commerce and light tourist visitors. Under the guise of a delivery to a small tourist hotel on a northern Bahamian Island, he arranged the transport of various items for the population of Atlantis’ use. One of the benefits his father set up, and he continued for their people, was to provide upper-world items, not only of necessity but also luxury.
As the upper-world progressed in the New World after the Revolutionary War period, the rulers of Atlantis made covert investments for the under-world city. Now Atlantis was a wealthy conglomerate known as Kallias Enterprises. Xerxes, as High Lord of Atlantis, held the position of C.E.O. of the company, and, as were his sister and brother, United States citizens. His younger, half-brother Ainu, Xerxes had turned over rule of Pacifica to when he came of age. Their sister Alena enjoyed serving as off-world ambassador for both city-states. His brother and sister held positions on Kallias Enterprises’ board though their identities were concealed from the general public, as was his.
Xerxes, a practical man, was sure Jessica would find her way into the secrets of the pyramid. Preparations to bring her to Atlantis as his wife were ready. Such a situation wasn’t unusual over the history of his realm. Atlanteans often used this solution, despite Marcus’ opinion, murder was rarely employed. Fulfilling his formal responsibilities to Kallias Enterprises, Xerxes took time to stop at Gardens Mall to shop for his bride’s trousseau. She wouldn’t have the opportunity to do this simple chore for herself.
Xerxes’ tall, good looks and masculine physique drew the attention of the lady shoppers he passed. Long accustomed to such stares, rarely did he notice them. Current affairs on his mind were enough to occupy his thoughts, the security of his people more pertinent.
Destiny, already involved in both Xerxes and Jessica’s lives played her next hand when they passed. Their gazes briefly met. The natural spark crackled between them as it had the day of their first meeting, stopping them in their stride. Each, captivated by the other for what seemed a brief moment, forced the other shoppers to maneuver around them. They stared into each other’s eyes like star-crossed lovers. Time passed.
“Excuse me.” Jessica murmured in a light daze and continued on to finish her shopping.
“Of course, my pardon.” Xerxes replied in perfect, unaccented English. He enjoyed the confused look that crossed her beautiful face and moved away, fearful she
might remember him.
Ducking into a shop directly across the wide mall corridor that obscured him by artificial fountains and waterfalls, he watched her shop. He could see clearly what she looked at and what she bought. Waiting until she left, he ventured into the women’s lingerie’ shop and carefully questioned the sales clerk about the items she purchased. Applying his natural charm to allay the clerk’s concerns of his motives, he explained he was the lady’s fiancée and wanted to surprise her by acquiring what Jessica had admired but hadn’t bought.
After smelling the perfumed soap she preferred, he decided he agreed with her choices and acquired a quantity of the bath supplies for her later use. He also procured several of the spicy intimate items she had admired, but failed to purchase, wondering why she hadn’t obtained the items. She could certainly afford them but seemed shy about the scanty night garments and underthings. Instead, she chose more conservative items. Xerxes wasn’t shy about buying these things for her. He looked forward to her wearing them.
On an earlier expedition, he obtained her size by entering her parents’ home in Jupiter when he knew no one was there and looked through her things. A little guilt plagued him about that sortie, but it was the only way he could be sure to get her correct sizes.
Jessica finished her shopping, Xerxes observed as she left the mall following her to her car, parked next to his Porsche. He waited until she drove away.
That was a bit close!
Their confrontation strained his control almost to the breaking point. The desire to touch her face was nearly overpowering, and the chance meeting left him more aroused than he was willing to admit. Remembering her warm eyes gazing up into his would cause him many sleepless nights, starting with this one. Nevertheless, until the time and the situation were right, he couldn’t hope to control Jessica or the circumstances. She was a strong-willed woman not easily persuaded. Since their first meeting, when their gazes had locked, he felt their destinies become interlocked and was sure their souls were. Long ago Xerxes had admitted to himself, he loved the fiery redhead, though he hadn’t spent a considerable amount of time with her. He sensed she felt the attraction that linked them when he rescued her and her family, and judging from her lack of male companionship, beyond associates in her field, convinced him.
He hoped his personality and controlling, omnipotent position in Atlantis would put him in a situation to gain her trust and love, not by intimidation or coercion, but by honor, principles, and logic. However, it was imperative to have Atlantis’ security in a stable situation to do this.
Fighting the loneliness and arousal that crept up on him, Xerxes slipped into the leather seat of his Porsche and drove to the marina to return to Atlantis. More pressing matters of a traitor in his midst were waiting, and the steps already begun to contain him.
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Orphaned at the age of 10, when his parents and sister are killed in a botched bank robbery, Charlie is taken in by his father’s best friends.
After being deceived by his fiancé, Charlie sets out on his own. He encounters an abandoned dog and the two become close companions as they travel over the mountain range in search of a new home.
After being shot at and thrown from his horse, he suffers a life threatening head injury. Josephine Platt takes responsibility for his care, after all, it was her crazy Grandmother who shot the poor stranger.
Will Charlie recover and lose his heart to the feisty girl or will past experiences leave him unforgiving and bitter?
The following two days passed without incident and Charlie found himself on the other side of the mountain range shortly after lunch.
“I think it’s another day or so before we reach Stillwater so we might just ride a ways further and camp for the night. We should reach town about lunchtime tomorrow.” Charlie said to Chance.
The dog gave a little woof as if confirming he understood every word his new master had spoken
The afternoon shadows lengthened and the air was developing a frosty chill when Charlie noticed smoke coming from a chimney just up ahead. “Looks like a ranch house up ahead. I think we might go and ask the owner if we can bed down in his barn for the night.”
He urged Shadow into a trot and headed for the source of the smoke.
He was less than fifty feet from the large rambling house when the crack of a gunshot pierced the air. Charlie felt his chest sting and burn. Shadow reared and Charlie toppled to the ground taking Chance with him. As his surroundings faded out to black, he hoped someone would take care of his animals.
“Gran, how did you get a gun and what are you shooting….” Josephine’s words died on her lips as her shocked eyes were drawn to a man crumpled on the ground, his horse and dog milling close by. She lifted her skirts and began running. “MA! LINCOLN! COME QUICK!” she screamed out over her shoulder.
Linda-May Jenkins stood on the front porch with a smoking shotgun in her gnarled hands.
Jean Platt and her son Lincoln, burst through the front door. “Josephine, what’s going on?”
“Granny has shot someone,” she yelled as she knelt by Charlie’s side. His face was pale, his breathing shallow and raspy.
Chance began growling. “It’s okay, I just want to check your owner,” she cooed while holding her hand forward.
Chance sniffed at the outstretched hand and allowed Josephine to scratch at his ears. “This is all well and good but it’s not helping your owner.”
“Mother, what have you done?” Jean wrestled the gun from her elderly mother.
“He was tresspassin’ so I shot him. You know those no good soldiers will stop at nothin’ to get their filthy hands on a pretty girl like you. Go and tell your father to come and bury him.”
“Go inside, mother.” Jean sighed. Her mother was living in the days of the war, again. No matter how many times the family explained to her, the war had been over for nigh on thirty years, she still had days where she was convinced it was still going.
Her mother disappeared through the front door and Jean dashed out to help her daughter.
Lincoln held Shadow’s reins and squatted to look at the stranger. Josephine ripped Charlie’s shirt open. A shotgun bullet had pierced the left side of his chest. The wound was the size of a small apple. The man struggled to breathe.
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