Title: Pieces of Autumn
Author: Mara Black
Genre: Dark Romance 18 +
Publish Date: July 31, 2014
Publisher: Indie Published
Event organized by: Literati Author Services, Inc.
My Thoughts
Autumn sold herself into sexual slavery to meet her need for shelter and food. She is then given as a gift to Tate who is quite the mystery hard hearted man at first. It begins as a Master/slave arrangement, but with time grows into something much more than that. There are secrets that Autumn keeps including another reason she sold herself. Tate has been on his own for some time, but he too has secrets he hasn't ever shared. These two people who seem so broken some together and remember what it is to care and be cared for, to trust and be trusted, to love and be loved. You can't help but want them to get past what haunts them and seek a new life outside of the darkness.
I give Pieces of Autumn 4 hearts!
I give Pieces of Autumn 4 hearts!
About the Book
I wish I could tell you that I was stolen.
Kidnapped off the street in some third-world country, sold against my will, while a desperate family back home waited and prayed and talked about me on the news.
I wish I could tell you that, because then you might understand.
What really happened? I walked to my fate with my eyes wide open. But before you say I deserved whatever happened to me, you should know. I was desperate. I was alone. I was afraid for my life. You would have done the same thing.
I thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse.
But then, I woke up in darkness, unable to move. There was only one thing I was sure of: I wasn’t alone anymore.
And then I heard HIS voice...
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Excerpt
“Never say that word to me.”
I had never heard his voice like that. Not once. My blood
chilled in my veins. If I thought I’d ever been afraid of Tate before, it was
nothing. Absolutely nothing compared to this.
I’d wanted to unnerve him, but instead, I seemed to have
unhinged him. Unleashed something I didn’t understand, and didn’t want to.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
“Too late,” he replied, his chest rising and falling rapidly
with each breath. His tone was pure venom, pure sin, pure fucking evil. “Too
late for apologies.”
In that moment, I had three choices.
I could fight him.
I could run.
Or, I could tie myself to the mast and meet him, measure for
measure.
I chose the storm. With the hurricane himself standing there,
his pulse pounding so loud I could almost hear it, I chose to stand tall.
What was happening? What was he about to do? I had no way of
knowing, no way of guessing what he’d do. How he’d ruin me.
But I knew I could survive.
His hand lashed out and grabbed mine, lifting it to his face.
Eyes half-lidded, he brought my fingers to his lips, my thumb pressing past
them and up against his teeth. Finding resistance, for a moment, until he
parted them and suckled it into the soft, wet heat of his mouth.
About the Author
Mara Black is a connoisseur of love that lurks in the shadows.
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Signed book of Pieces of Autumn
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