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Title: Carnal Obsession
Series: Carnal #4
Series: Carnal #4
Author: Reily Garrett
Genre: erotic romantic suspense
Synopsis
Life on the street
molds emotional athletes.
Three years ago, her
brother’s death marked the beginning of Kendra’s new life, an existence with no
home, no family, and no friends. Time in the underground byways toughened her
emotional shell with the loose association of like-minded street rats where survival
meant compromise and constant vigilance.
Before he died, Billy
had sent her a package in care of his teammate, Conner. For Kendra, re-entrance
into polite society comes with a deadly price, as betrayal comes from both
sides of the grave.
Conner Crofton owns
the BDSM club Ambrosia. After failing to protect his teammate on their last
covert mission, penance takes form as a promise to safeguard Billy’s little
sister, a girl he’d unknowingly remanded to a world of darkness and
uncertainty, deception and psychopathic stalkers.
The past will always
haunt us. Each must earn forgiveness and trust as passion, guilt, deception,
and betrayal, interweave a destiny formed long ago. A romantic suspense with a
twist.
Sneak
Peek
“You? You own this animated horror show? Conner, what happened to
you?” A decade ago, he and Billy had filled her head with fantasies only an
innocent could dream, back when sex in a
t-shirt carried the easy grace of a natural predator and filled her
delusions of eternal love. Time had lent fuel to her imagination. Like a boiler
that continued to build up too much pressure, her thoughts skated along the
razor’s edge of a volcano. The age-old longing persisted despite current
reality’s intervention and the memory of how Conner had led Billy into the
military, to his death.
“Hello, Kendra. I’m glad you and your band could make it tonight.
I look forward to hearing you sing again.” That sweltry intonation could curl
an iron bar, yet there dwelt a deep sadness, as if memories pulled him down a
road too often traveled.
An audible gulp. Her mouth opened and closed several times without
issuing a sound.
She couldn’t look at him, not when her face flamed with the
memories of first infatuation. The disappointment invading her mind now stung
the back of her eyelids. “When did you turn into a pervert?” It was too much to
bear. She needed the quiet and peaceful white noise of the street, wind chimes
on someone’s front porch, a car backfiring, a breeze sifting through the trees
and blowing the road’s detritus in small dust devils.
“Nice place you have here, Mr. Crofton.” Daeron, ever the
peacemaker, stepped forward to shake Conner’s hand.
“Yeah, all it needs is some spider architecture, pointed hats, and
magic wands. Oh, and I think you’re missing a vat of boiling oil.” Mumbled
words lost the bite of her intent.
“Can’t say spiders do much for me, but we do have plenty of oil
and violet wands. Most women think of them as magic.” Conner’s husky laugh
scorched the knot in her throat like melted sand, changing its consistency
until acid threatened to spew forth.
“Looks damn interesting.” Daeron’s comment would earn him an
all-out brawl later.
Freaking traitor. Men always
stick together.
After a moment, Conner’s words sank in. No!
“Violet? You’re gay?”
It seemed bystanders thought her a comedian or imbecile, their
laughter creating more blazing heat to encompass her face.
Marc, brother of her current tormentor, took pity as he stepped
forward. “Hi, Mackendra. It’s been a long time.” Sympathy radiated from him in
waves to envelop her in a maelstrom of cloying, sickly sweet flashbacks she
couldn’t handle. Of the four brothers, he’d been the nice one.
“Hi, Marc. Let me guess, you’re also part of this zoo?” Regardless
of his intended sincerity, she couldn’t rest her gaze on either man. “This den
of perverts?”
“You got it, hon. You ready to work? I’ve missed hearing your zany
and spirited songs.” Marc stepped forward to offer a hug yet stopped short of
contact.
No! She couldn’t abide the company of men whose
lives had been twisted by pain and despair, the last men to see her brother
alive. Conner’s presence ushered Billy’s last words to fill her mind before he
ditched her for another military stint, his final tour. “You’re being selfish, mongrel. I need to do this, protect my brothers.
You’ll be safe here, yet they won’t be unless I go back. When I return, we’ll
start a new chapter in life, together.”
Well that sure as hell happened.
Just not the way I’d planned.
The physical ache in her heart wasn’t relieved with the pressure
of fist against chest. She turned and ran, just as she’d always done when the agony
of memories washed over her. She would never again allow anyone to witness her
suffering.
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Author Bio
Reily Garrett is a
West Coast girl transplanted to the East Coast. Past employments as an ICU
nurse, private investigator, and military police officer has given her a host
of different environments to add a real world feel to her writing.
Though her kids are her life, writing is her life after. The
one enjoyed…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, surrounded by her
shepherds, to give her imagination free rein.
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 your imagination 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 over a coffee with your best friend
(even if he’s four legged). Life is short. Cherish your time.
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