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Adara has been abused by her uncle and cousin for many years. She gets some freedom when she takes a job as Julien's assistant. He figures out that she is in danger and comes to her rescue. He takes her under his wing and becomes her protector and lover. He helps her overcome her issues and slowly introduces her to his lifestyle. I just loved Julien. He was sweet and supportive. Adara became his and they were scorching hot together. I so enjoyed their story.
I give Carnal Beginnings 4 hearts!
Synopsis
An impulsive decision can alter the course of your life.
Adara’s enigmatic and sexy boss asks her a simple question.
“How are you going to celebrate your twenty-first birthday?” Sounds innocent
enough, until he suggests she go to Ambrosia, the infamous BDSM club. She’d no
idea her boss harbored such a dark side, including erotic bondage and whips.
To volunteer for scars and bruises will never appear on her
to-do list. Since her adoptive parents died six years ago, she’s accumulated
enough of them from her twisted uncle and cousin.
Now, her long-awaited twenty-first birthday and inheritance
are days away. The money means nothing, escape means survival. Working for
Julien’s firm has provided her with tips and tricks on how to disappear.
Julien Crofton, an Ex-Special Forces private investigator,
hired Adara six months ago. Her subtle signs of ongoing abuse have tied him in
knots, not the good kind. Still, erotic images of what he’d like to teach her
preclude rational thought as he continues to finagle her under his protective
wing.
When all hell breaks loose, he must protect her from her
sadistic family and a psychopathic killer who is leaving notes and packaged
body parts. The warnings are clear—Adara is off limits.
Even while evading Adara’s vicious family and an unknown
psychopathic stalker, passion ignites. In progressive increments, Julien fans
her spark of infatuation into a raging inferno. Can Adara learn that perhaps
not all men are evil and just maybe…whips can be fun?
Winner of The Romance Review’s Top Pick Award. If you love a
combination of BDSM/romance and suspense, don’t miss this action-packed
adventure.
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Excerpt
The setting sun reminded him her husband would be off work
soon, probably carry his rage home looking for a target. Lord, this brought
back some of his own buried memories. No time for that now.
A combination of ignorance and nonchalance framed the bull’s
eye she wore on her forehead. He’d advised her to leave home two days ago. They
could handle legalities later but not if she lacked a pulse. Stubborn woman
insisted on returning. Her late morning call today surprised him, finally ready
to pack and leave. Failure to meet him at his office did not.
This woman needed help, even if she didn’t realize it. As a
private investigator, he’d seen this scenario rehearsed many times. For reasons
unknown, human nature’s broken record played out on the Mobius strip, fate
having trapped him in the loop.
The steady slap and scrape of his windshield wipers whisked
the few drops of rain from his windshield, evidence that heaven cried for its
angels. He stomped the accelerator. His Mazda ate up the miles as he tried to focus
his mind. The closer he got to her house, the more his mind screamed with
recriminations…Too late. You should have come to her house this morning.
Stones skittered into the grass bordering her driveway as
his car slid to a stop in front of her bungalow. The one with the front door
ajar. Oh God, I am too late. Not again. He had little recollection of getting
out of his car or running into her house. He knew in his gut, he’d failed. He’d
promised her he’d help, and he failed. It didn’t matter that she’d ignored his
advice.
In the middle of the living room floor, she lay face down,
remnants of pain still etched in her expression. Naked, blood pooled under her
abdomen in an ever-widening arc. Spatters of red adorned the surrounding wall
cabinets, TV, and sofa. Her hair, burnt copper in the fading light streaming
through the bay window, didn’t cover her wide staring eyes. His heart pounded
in his chest, sweat beaded his forehead. With shaking fingers, he bent and
touched her neck, a pulse, a weak one, fast and thready. She’ll never make it,
his subconscious roared through his head as he snatched up his cell to dial
nine one one.
The universe he bellowed his pain to felt colder than her
body. The warmth of her soul flowed out, staining the carpet with wild abandon.
He could smell the residue of gunpowder. The yapping of her ankle biter at his
feet didn’t register in his mind until he saw its footprints surrounding the
woman’s thin frame, written in her blood.
There were no second chances. His excuses wouldn’t comfort
her now.
About the Author
Though her kids are her life, writing is the life after. You know, the one you also enjoy…AFTER the kids are in bed or AFTER they’re in school and the house is quiet. This is the time she kicks back with laptop and lapdog to give her imagination free reign.
In life, hobbies can come and go according to our physical abilities, but you can always enjoy a good book. Life isn’t perfect, but our imaginations can be. Relax, whether it’s in front of a fire or in your own personal dungeon. Take pleasure in a mental pause as you root for your favorite hero/heroine and bask in their accomplishments, then share your opinions of them over a coffee with your best friend (even if he’s four legged). Life is short, cherish your time.
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