A Hero to Die For. . .
Let’s face it, ladies, the reason we read romance, whether it’s sweet, erotic, or somewhere in between, is because we crave a hero. One with honor, integrity, who’ll do anything for his woman. . .who’ll lay down his life for her if he must.
When I was writing my upcoming erotic romance In His Arms, I wanted an alpha male, who’s not only assertive and commanding, but a guy whose world shifts when he meets the woman he loves. For her, he’ll do anything – he’s not only her lover, he’s her protector. From the very beginning of In His Arms, I incorporated that concept into RJ, my hero. To show you what I mean, here’s a blurb and an excerpt.
BLURB:
Owned by one man, loved by another. . .
Abducted and delivered into sexual slavery, Lori has surrendered her will in order to survive. For more than a decade, she’s been known as Summer, a lovely submissive, her owner’s possession until he gives her to his newest lieutenant, a mysterious man called RJ. Commanding and virile, RJ dominates without cruelty and possesses without threat, engendering a mixture of safety and passion. In his strong arms, Summer enjoys carnal pleasure she’s never known and tenderness she’s craved. In his heated gaze, she experiences a sense of recognition she doesn’t immediately understand until it proves dangerous in a way she could never have imagined. Bound by desire and their growing love, RJ traverses the shadowy world of human trafficking, risking all for Summer’s freedom only to learn she harbors a fateful secret that threatens to tear her from him, leading to an irrevocable event that risks both their lives.
EXCERPT: (In this scene, Summer has just learned that her owner, Anthony, has given her to RJ)
Hogan closed the door and threw the deadbolt. Arms crossed over his chest, he turned and spoke to the stranger while inclining his head to her. “This is Summer. She’s yours to do with however you please from now on.”
His odd words broke the stranger’s grip on Summer. She jerked her head to Hogan and spoke without thinking. “What are you talking about?”
He lifted his hand to run his thumb over his jaw. “You belong to RJ now. You’re his gift from Mr. Karam.”
Summer’s eyes flew to RJ, then back to Hogan. This wasn’t about RJ enjoying her for the evening as compensation for saving Anthony’s life? She belonged to him now? What did that mean? Where would he take her? For how long would she be away? Would she ever return to Anthony? If she didn’t, she’d never again—
No. She stopped her thoughts, refusing to consider losing the only thing keeping her alive. Her shoulders tightened and her fingers drew into tense fists. Why this? What had she done this time? Her lungs burned for air, the room lurched. Hadn’t Anthony hurt her enough for running away five years ago? His never-ending punishment was worse than if he’d killed her. She lived with it each day of her life.
Unable to bear it any longer, she shook her head so hard the ends of her hair whipped her cheeks. “No,” she cried, the word wrapped in a plea. “I won’t go with—”
Hogan interrupted in a barely controlled voice. “What do you mean, you won’t?” He moved toward her swiftly, causing her to retreat several steps. Summer’s head snapped to the side as her hip and thigh bumped one of the chairs.
Hogan continued to crowd her, cutting off every chance of escape, his tone threatening. “You think you’re going to tell us what to do? Is that it? Like fucking hell. You’ve been trouble from the start. It’s time someone taught you some manners.”
In a flash of movement, RJ grabbed Hogan’s arm before he could strike her, yanking him away from Summer. Hogan’s thick fingers folded downward, making a fist. Grunting and fighting, he tried to free himself. RJ held onto him easily, the tips of his fingers digging into the man’s suit jacket.
Strained breaths pumped past Hogan’s lips. His florid face matched the shade of Farrell’s hair. He growled, “Get your fucking hand off of me.”
Summer saw RJ’s fingers squeezing even harder, blanching the tips. Sweat dotted Hogan’s forehead.
Breathing easily, speaking in that same calm yet deadly voice, RJ warned, “Don’t touch her. Understand?”
Hogan heaved a breath and yanked his arm one last time. It remained imprisoned, his Italian silk jacket ripping instead. He swore loudly.
RJ’s jaw tightened with his next squeeze. “Understand?” he repeated through his teeth, his manner proving he didn’t care if Hogan was one of Anthony’s most valued lieutenants or that he had a gun and wouldn’t hesitate to use it to right a perceived wrong. RJ seemed to believe Anthony would support him in this dispute.
Huffing at the pain, Hogan blurted, “Yeah, I fucking understand.” RJ released him. Hogan backed away quickly, rubbing his arm, his head twisted to the right to inspect his ruined sleeve.
RJ continued to face the man, his large frame deliberately between Hogan and her, strong, protective.
Summer’s heart began to slow.
RJ turned to her. “Are you all right?”
Her gaze shot to Hogan.
“Are you?” RJ asked again, his voice insistent.
Summer met his eyes and nodded.
He didn’t look as if he believed her. “Come here,” he said, holding out his hand. “It’s all right. No one’s going to hurt you.”
At the sound of his voice and words, gentle, not threatening, something inside Summer shifted, confusing her as to whether she should trust him or if she should remain cautious. She forced down a swallow and approached slowly, glancing at his hand.
He lowered it, his long fingers relaxed.
Stopping in front of him, Summer glanced at his beautifully chiseled mouth while she awaited his next move.
He didn’t touch her or speak. Silence pressed in on them, the quiet interrupted only by the rush of wind against the windows, the faint ticking of an antique clock on the mantle, her pounding pulse.
She stared at the dark stubble on his upper lip and caught a hint of soap on his skin, light, fresh as spring air with a trace of lime. The scent of his leather jacket lingered on his sweater, a powerful, masculine fragrance.
Far taller than her, he appeared broader than she’d first thought, his body potently male.
Her heart beat so fitfully, her body weakened.
At last, she tilted her face upward and met his eyes. Her breath caught. Dark gray flecks, stormier than the blue, intensified the color of his irises, increasing their allure. She searched for any signs of brutality and saw none. Instead, he looked at her with patience and curiosity.
“Why don’t you want to go with me?” he asked in a soft voice.
For any other woman, the question might have seemed ludicrous. For Summer, it was not. For over a decade, her role had been to obey.
This time, she could not. There was too much to lose, a matter she couldn’t reveal to RJ. Nor the fact that if he took her away, she’d escape him as surely as she had once done with Anthony. Only this time she’d return willingly to Anthony’s compound and beg him to let her stay. He’d given her no choice. For as long as she lived, his world would trap her.
“I don’t know you,” she said, unable to think of any other excuse.
“Then we’ll have to change that, don’t you think?”
Having no idea what to say, hopeless to answer, she simply looked at him.
He held her gaze for moments, then murmured, “I won’t hurt you.” He ran his knuckles over her cheek to her jaw, pausing before going further, as though wordlessly asking for her permission.
Summer’s heart continued to beat painfully while her skin tingled from his gentle touch.
This is the beginning of Summer and RJ’s remarkable journey into love, and danger. . .
In His Arms will be available September 3 Buy Link:
http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-8593-50-in-his-arms.aspx
Tina Donahue is a multi–published novelist in contemporary, historical and erotic romance. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work; she has reached finals and /or placed in numerous RWA–sponsored contests. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper, worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company, and is currently the Managing Editor for a global business document concern.
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