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Friday, 2 January 2015

Cover Reveal + Excerpt: Illicit Promise by Taylor Michaels

 
IllicitPromise

Today is the cover reveal for ILLICIT PROMISE, an adult romance by Taylor Michaels. This title will be released on March 26th, 2015 and it is the 2nd book in the Illicit Desire series. 


Check out the exclusive excerpt below!

 

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I thought I could let her walk away…. 

 Cora Milan left. The secrets and lies that come with being with Raphael Ortiz are too much, and she bolts, retreating to the dubious safety of anonymity. But with the stalker from her past in Miami, Raphael is refusing to let her go. If there is anything the cartel lord is good for, it is protecting what is his—and Cora is. 

As the secret from Cora’s past stalk them both, pressure is mounting from Raphael’s criminal connections. And then an attack from the Columbian cartel shakes Miami and Raphael’s empire, and Cora isn’t sure how to leave Raphael so devastated. 

He promised to protect her. But what happens when he needs protection and she’s the only one who can offer it?    


EXCERPT

I stare at him. It’s been a week since we’ve seen each other, even though I know he’s been watching me. And now, here he is, larger than fucking life, sitting in my living room. He’s dressed down, in dark jeans, a cream button down, aviators that hide his eyes, but not the heat of his gaze as it crawls over me. 
I want him. I want him, and I hate him for making me feel that again. 
“What are you doing here?” I ask, and I’m so fucking proud of myself, that I manage to pull off distant and unaffected. His fingers, drumming on my table, still, and he shifts, sitting up. 
“You won’t answer my calls. I didn’t have a lot of choice.” He says carefully. He stands, and I take a step back—the safety of distance. Even this close, with the room and the table between us, I want his hands on me. 
I miss him, and I can’t help but search his face for signs as he slips off the sunglasses. 
Hunger, so hot and strong, it makes my breath catch, flashes in his eyes. He’s looked at me like that, when I was naked in his bed, and on my knees in front of him. 
I look away and he hisses a soft curse. “Bonita, I’m here because Graham is in Miami.” 



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Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Cover Reveal: Excerpt + #Giveaway: Illicit Desire by Taylor Michaels #ILLICITDESIRE




ILLICIT DESIRE by Taylor Michaels
 

 September 2014







Raphael is everything I should run away from…

Cora Milan came to Miami to get a fresh start, away from the memories and stigma that followed her and her brother at home. When she’s mugged, Raphael Ortiz rescues her. He’s sexy, successful, and dangerous—Miami’s most eligible bachelor and it’s most elusive. A cartel lord who lives on the wrong side of the law, with only a veneer of respectability. He is the exact opposite of a clean slate, and he makes no apologies for wanting her.

When Raphael forces his way into her life, Cora knows she should run. But the attraction between them is undeniable, and Raphael is a man accustomed to getting what he wants. The more she loses herself in him, the deeper she is drawn into Raphael’s criminal world.

But when her past, and his present collide, both of them will be left grasping for the only thing that can save them from the darkness around them—each other.
 
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22604240-illicit-desire

 
 
EXCERPT
 
I jerk around, and freeze, startled to be facing Raphael again. I mutter something, and shift past him—god, he smells divine—as I beeline for the door.

How on earth did he find it? And for that matter—how did he find me? Being hard to find keeps me safe, and the fact that Raphael so easily tracked me down—I want to bolt. Grab Paul and what we absolutely couldn’t leave behind, and vanish, into the next big city, or the middle of nowhere.

“Wait,”  he calls, and I should keep moving, I should run—but I stop. I wait. I twist to stare at him as he approaches, slowly, as if approaching a wild, skittish animal.

“How did you find me?” I demand, my voice harsh. Raphael shoves his hands in his pockets and shrugs. It disturbs the collar of his button down shirt, and I see the hint of tattoos under his collar.

“You were still carrying paperwork from here. I assumed you would come back. That if I were patient, you would come back.”

I stare at him, disbelieving. “You’re a CEO.” I say, flatly.

A tiny smile tugs at his full lips, and he shrugs. “That is less impressive than you would think.”

I look around again. A temp agency felt like a good idea, when we first got here. It wasn’t the best I could do, but it was relatively easy and anonymous. And that mattered. Now, I’m wondering if I wasn’t an idiot. If my attempts at hiding was just as paltry as I thought they were.

“You look tired,” he says, and I’m startled to realize his voice is softer, and closer. I look up and Raphael is only a step or two away. Close enough that I can smell his cologne again, a spicy scent that makes me want to bury my nose in the crook of his neck.

“I am,” I say, too tired and worried to dissemble. “I need this job to work out, and it’s not.”

He hesitates, and then, “Would you have coffee with me?”

I laugh, because there’s no way he’s asking me that. I am no one, less than no one, and Raphael Ortiez—I shake my head.

“Why is that funny?” he asks, curiously.

“Because men like you don’t want girls like me,” I says, grinning. I start walking again, only a little surprised when he falls in at my side.

“What do you know about men like me, Cora?” he says, and I shudder. The way he says my name should be illegal.

“Nothing,” I say, reaching for the door of my truck. “And nothing is the safest thing for me to know.”

He steps close again, and my heart flips. I know nothing about him except this: I want to know everything. And that? That is dangerous.
 
 




 
 
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