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DIDN'T I WARN YOU
Bad for You #1
Amber Bardan
Releasing
April 18th, 2016 (Digital), May 24th (Print)
Carina Press
April 18th, 2016 (Digital), May 1st 2016 (Print)
Harlequin Australia
Not everything dangerous is bad.
From the moment Angelina laid eyes on him, she fell into a fantasy. Mysterious, foreign, gorgeous, Haithem offered her what she needed mostâa chance to feel again. But Haithem is much more than he appears to be. He lives in a world of danger where everything comes at a price. For Angelina, that price is her future. He's made sure the life she's left behind is in tatters. Made her family believe she's dead. Still, he talks about protecting her, about keeping her safe, but she can't distinguish his truth from his lies. She can't separate her pleasure from his betrayal. Haithem warned her. He told her he'd make her heart race, her body come alive and her most primal needs rush to the surface. His for the taking. He didn't say she'd come to love the devil who's destroying her, even as he keeps her prisoner.
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She lives with her husband and children in semi-rural Australia, where if she peers outside at the right moment she might just see a kangaroo bounce by. Amber is an award winning writer, Amazon Bestselling Author, and member of Romance Writers of Australia, Melbourne Romance Writers Guild, and Writers Victoria.
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This is one sizzling hot read! I was immediately whisked away into a dark fantasy that took me on a non-stop carousel ride! The storyline is great, the romance is real, passionate scenes abound and dangerous excitement peppers throughout the book. I literally could not put this one down and stayed up until 2am just to finish it. There were different times I was giggling, excited, hot and bothered, biting my nails and in serious danger of my heart bursting. The emotions are very poignant and the characters really connect with you. I was left thinking about the characters for days afterward! There were quite a few twists thrown in that I really didn't expect, but they were a real pleasant surprise. This is a completely arresting love story that's not sappy- I am literally dying to read the sequel!
PROLOGUE
Long fingers close around my throat. Not squeezing, not hurting, but commanding. I look at him. This man I love. This devil I adore. Heâs gorgeousâdark hair, darker eyes, olive skin, body and features all chiseled hardness. But thatâs not what makes my veins jump under his hand. Thatâs not what makes my skin slick with sweat. Thereâs more to this man than meets the eye. His thumb strokes my pulse, gleaning secrets right out of my blood. His mouth curls to the side, forming a smile that reveals he knows exactly what Iâm thinking. âDidnât I warn you, Angel,â he says, and his thumb moves up to my chin, âthat itâs not a good idea to love me?â My pulse leaps from erratic to chaotic. I canât answer, only listen in horrified fascination to what I know will come next. He traces the groove below my bottom lip. âDidnât I warn you my love would be bad?â Shivers run hot then cold over my skin. âDidnât I tell you, youâd pay for my heart?â He touches my mouth, dragging my bottom lip down. My body sings, my blood hums right down to my womb. I canât resist him. He did warn me. He truly did. But I was greedy. I wanted him anyway. I didnât understand how bad he could be. Heâs the devil. Tempting me with what I desire most. Luring me to an irresistible destruction. A destruction Iâm so close to I can smell itâtaste itâtouch it. Pain grips me, my insides bruise with it. My family believes Iâm dead. The life Iâve left behind lies in tatters because of him. Because he keeps me. He wonât let me go. He tilts my face, brushing his cheek against my ear. âI promise it will be worth it.â His stubble chafes my earlobe, stinging and electrifying. Iâve felt those bristles scrape against my neck, my breasts, my thighs. Thereâs not an inch of me that hasnât felt the sweet torture of their abrasion. âCanât you see it?â he asks. âThe future where youâre mine?â My eyelids drift shut. I know itâs only the hand cradling my face thatâs holding me up. I can see that future. I see it with fluorescent intensity. Life with the lights turned on. Life where living means more than existing. For everything heâs taken from me, heâs given me back more. He breathed a soul back into me. Without it, without him, Iâd be a walking corpse. I see our future. I ache for it, yearn for it, despise myself for it. âSay it, Angel. Say, Haithem, Iâm yours.â For all intents and purposes, Iâm a prisonerâcaptiveâperhaps even a slave. Because I have no choices but the ones he gives me. Yet, he gives me this choiceâor at least the illusion of a choiceâto choose him. To love him. As if making a choice had ever been an option. The moment I met him, I may as well have been branded.
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