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The Infamous Lady of Grace
Coming Soon From Red Rose Publishing . . .
Captive Temptation
Sub-Genre: Science Fiction/Futuristic
Word Count: 73,433
Gage Tallon stood above the rest when it comes to apprehending fugitives of Law Enforcement. Because of his troubled past and a failed military career, being a bounty hunter is the perfect position. No boundaries yet still so disciplined. Yet, those skills are put to the test when Naeva, his long time friend and former lover, is framed for the murder. Not only is there danger lurking in every nook and cranny of Prixa, but after years of being apart, feelings he though were long dead began to resurface, leaving him quaking with a need so strong it can’t be denied. The moment he looked into her eyes he knew he was lost and helping her clear her name seemed to be the only way to finding himself.
Dr. Naeva Orien lived a life of solitude and seclusion while working as a hematologist for one of the largest medical research companies in the sector. The daughter of a renowned doctor and heiress to a very profitable medical facility, she throws herself in to her work making bionics and improving blood healing qualities in humanoids. Yet her world is turned upside down when her lab is attacked she learns she is framed for not only the death of her colleagues but her father as well. Fearing the worst for her own fate she runs only to fall into the arms of the one man she would never expect, Gage Tallon.
Together, the two dodge bullets and a vicious enemy who threats to tear them apart. With the company of some powerful friends and gracious allies, it’s an all out fight to clear Naeva’s name and stay alive . . . or die trying.
Exerpt form the Book
From the look in his glowing green eyes, she could tell he was angry. No, past that. The man was pissed, and with all that muscle, he could do to her whatever he wanted.
“Come here,” he said in a low growl. Didn’t this man say anything normal?
Swallowing the lump in her throat she took a tentative step forward. Then another, until she was directly in front of him. He towered over her, looking ever so intimidating. She wasn’t about shrink away like a little mouse, no matter how scared she felt. Instead of shrinking back (like she felt), she squared her shoulders and met his gaze. She wasn’t about to let some 6 foot 4 hunter intimidate her, no matter who he was.
This wasn’t the same boy she left on Hudani or the man she’d saved a year ago. This man looked crueler, the face of a mercenary, with a heart of silver, unbiased. Gabriel was gone, replaced with a harder, meaner looking Gage who always had a ‘my way, no highway option’ attitude, and to her horror she felt compelled to be with him every time.
Old feelings began to surface the moment she saw him. The ice chipped off her heart enough to let him in always, her mind thinking back to the time she’d given herself to him, teenagers in love. The heartache that followed the next day when she had to leave him behind. There was no doubt she had hurt him. She never truly got over leaving him on Hudani. The pain of it all still fresh in her heart. How could she tell him how much she really missed him? That she still loved him in some way? That she was grateful that it was him that found her of all the hunters registered in Law Enforcement? Trusting him would be a good start.
“Computer, engage magnetic lock antigrav.”
Naeva shrieked as her hands jerked into the air connecting with the invisible force of the magnetic lock. She looked at him, eyes widened with shock, her feet dangling several inches from the floor.
“What the hell are you doing?!” She jumped as she felt the warm touch of his rough hands against the silk around her waist. She shivered despite her shock and anger.
“Searching for weapons.” The low whisper of his voice in her ear threatened to damage her calm.
He circled her, his hand never leaving her waist. She felt his warm breath fan the gentle hairs on her neck causing another shiver to escape. He growled as his gentle touch scaled down her arms to her shoulders.
“You’re shivering. Scared I’m going to do something to you?”
Nothing I don’t want done to me already. “N-no.” Her voice still held a tremble. “Why?”
“You’re heart his racing.”
The warmth of his gentle hands on her fevered flesh stole her breath. He smoothed the fabric underneath her out stretched arms to the front just below her breasts. She remained still but a brutal battle waged within her. If he would only move his hand a little higher...by the Goddess! Just touch me. Her breast adamantly screamed.
She whimpered in surrender when he finally cupped them. He paused, seemingly fighting a dilemma within himself as well. Strong fingers tested their fullness, molding almost caressing her taunt nipples. The torment nearly sent her over the edge.
His hands lingered there gently molding her breast before slipping over the expanse of her stomach. Liquid heat pooled between her thighs at his slow and endless torture. She had to fight everything not to allow her head to drop back or even whimper. His hands felt so good on her body…so right.
Great Goddess, he still had the touch. The touch felt as if his energy passed into her, strengthening and weakening her at the same time, pitting deep inside her womb with a throbbing ache that couldn’t be denied. And the whole time she craved more of it. More of him.
Naeva bit her lip, fighting back the strong urge to moan. “Find any weapons yet?” She grounded out.
“No,” his voice a low sensual purr. His hand coming back to her breast to pinch her nipple. A delicious shiver rippled through her. “If I find any, it would make this an interesting search.”
Goddess, wouldn’t it? The fire within her burned hotter.
“Spread you legs.” The fight in her gone, and the antigrav at her disposal, she spread her easily. His hands gently moved to her inner thigh to help the spread. Behind the thin layer of her thong, her clit ached to be touch, caressed.
Her blood boiled threatened to burst from her very veins. She felt him bend down as he continued his sweet torture down her legs to her sandaled feet. Then he made his way back up molding her ass possessively. His hot breath fanned her neck again. She heard the loud roar of blood rushing through her ears. She shivered so badly by the time he finished she shook in mid air. Had her knees been together, they would’ve knocked.
Then it was over. He moved away from her taking the warmth of his body with him.
Coming Soon From Red Rose Publishing
Warriors' Heart
By: Leah Vaughn
Eriq never thought a marriage from the Nah’Dara has her own troubles to deal with. After being attacked she built a wall around her heart not wanting anyone to hurt her. Angry that her uncle uses her to gain an alliance with the Great Prince, and finds out that the man who has tormented her in her dreams night after night are the same, she leaves (actually runs) from the idea of wedding a man who treats women as possessions. The only man for the job, Eriq finds Nah’Dara in the seediest part of the galaxy and attempts to bring the temptress back, when his brother appears and battles them in an attempt to kill. Ship damages reaching critical, they crash land on a planet with no one to deal with by themselves. But gaining trust isn’t easy. Eriq must first push the guilt he feels aside and break past the wall of hurt and let her in to his heart, a warrior’s heart. Will she able to free his heart, allowing him to love her, or will it cost them their lives?
Excerpt straight from the book:
A fire blazed near Nah’Dara lighting the night. The warrior stood on the other side watching her intently. His heated gaze traveled over her body in a way that made her blush. Instinctively she looked down to see the tatters that covered her breast. The rags came together at one shoulder and dipped to cover her just below the swell of her breast, barely covering her nipples. The rags that covered her waist hung low on her hips dipping lower on one side than she would have liked. It slipped lower when she tried to pull it up. Unease washed over her. She hated being naked and the feeling to run and hide grew by the minute.
The warrior had on a little more than tight black leather pants that hugged his large muscular legs accented by a large dagger strapped to a thigh. His white shirt was open showing off golden tan skin chiseled chest with sexy male nipples and the deep plains of his eight pack abs disappearing into his low riding pants. She had to lay off the holo-novels before bed.
No matter what her brain had produced in her dreams, never had she seen someone as gorgeous as this creature before her. She couldn’t take her eyes from the deep plains of his eight-pack and constantly fought herself from looking lower.
Stay on task, Nah’Dara
When she finally found the courage to look at his face she saw his masculine jaw with a days worth of stubble around his chin. High cheek bones and wide spread eyes they color of silver slightly slanted in the corners. A full sexy mouth slightly upturned into a sly smile. She could see the heat of his gaze skating on the ice of his eyes. He was the same and yet he was different. The warrior that came to her other nights had a pain and rage in his eyes that nearly consumed her. This warrior’s eyes burned holes through what little clothing she had left.
Taking a deep breath, Nah’Dara stilled herself gathering up as much courage as she could find.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice was no more than a shriek. Well that sounded convincing.
“I should ask you the same thing.” And a deep voice to go along with it. His voice did things to her with only a purr. She felt herself shiver with each timbre. And Spirit that mouth. She watched them move with every syllable. Lips like his should be banned. Full, dust rose pink with a fuller bottom had her wanting to suckle until it was red. Nah’Dara blew out a shaky breath. She wasn’t about to be distracted, no matter how mouth wateringly sexy he looked.
“This is my dream. Why are you here?”
The deep rumble of his laughter vibrated through her. “I think you have it all wrong. This is my dream.”
She mocked his laughter. “Well, I was here first. So this qualifies as my dream.” With the dark gleam in his eyes her confidence dropped several feet through the ground. Uh-oh. Definitely not a good idea to mock the big bad warrior.
“If this is your dream, would I be able to do this.” His eyes traveled her body once more. Nah’Dara felt her nipples harden under his gaze. Odd, she thought. She felt cooler than she had a second ago. Instinctively she looked down. The rags that covered her were gone. Instinctively, with a shriek of horror, she covered herself. Oh, Spirit how did he do that? She looked at him in wide-eyed shock seeing the mischievous smile on the sexy lips. If it wasn’t for the utter shock of being in the woods naked with some wild warrior, her legs would have turned to rubber.
“What a dirty, underhanded trick! Oh, you have an awfully dirty mind.”
“I think I like my mind.”
