Title: Consensual (Consensual Series Book #1)
Author: Livia Jamerlan
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Day: August 18th
2014
Synopsis:
Braelynn Wolf is focused on two
things: work and law school.
That is how she survives.
That is how she’ll make a difference.
Until she meets HIM.
Peyton Haas is sexy, dangerous, and forbidden. The defense attorney on Braelynn’s
first legal case is the only man who can cloud her judgment. Unable to stay
away, she finds herself lying to everyone around her so she can spend time with
the man who makes her feel things she never felt before—things she never
dreamed possible.
With the legal case hanging on a thread, can Braelynn ignore the relationship
she has built with Peyton?
Or will she succumb to the man who has the power to throw away her future?
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Prologue
The bedroom door
creaked open as it had almost every night since I could remember. He always
came for the same person—Loren. I hated him, despised him really. That night,
like every other night, I didn’t want her to go. My big sister was all I had.
My mother and father had died a long time ago.
“Lo,” I cried.
“Please don’t leave. Please.” I heard her kick off her sheets before she
rustled out of her bed. I’d never had the courage to look at him standing at
the door waiting for her, but I knew he was there, with his greasy hair and his
beer belly hanging low over the waistband of his boxer shorts.
Loren ran to my
bed and knelt down next to me. “Shh. It’s okay, Brae. I won’t be long. I
promise. Close your eyes like a good girl, all right?”
I turned to face her,
tears moistening my eyes. She planted a soft kiss on my forehead. “I promise
when I come back I’ll lie with you, okay?” I nodded.
It was dark
outside, but dawn was coming. Only a few short hours before the light chased
away the darkness and all the misery that accompanied it. The sound of crickets
chirping outside our bedroom window punctuated the silence inside our small,
two-bedroom house. The music coming from their wings should have helped calm
me, but it only served as the eerie background track to our recurring
nightmare.
I held back my
tears, but couldn’t give up without a fight. “But, Loren—”
“Shut her up
before your aunt wakes,” the horrible man said. Bile rose in my throat at the
sound of his voice.
An eight-year-old
shouldn’t know what rape is, or what true hatred feels like, but I hated that
man, hated him with every breath I took.
Loren continued
rubbing my hair as she spoke. “Brae, listen to me. This will be over soon … for
both of us.” She reached for my hand and squeezed it tightly. “I promise.
Please, just be quiet.”
I closed my eyes
and rolled over to face the yellowing drywall that had never been painted.
Loren’s footsteps softly tapped against the wood floor as she headed out of the
bedroom.
“What was that all
about?” he asked gruffly.
The thin walls
allowed their conversation to flow freely throughout the house, but my aunt
Tara never heard them. Her alcohol-induced coma helped her sleep through the
horror that occurred every night right under her nose.
“Nothing,” Loren
responded. “Let’s just get this over with.”
His voice was cold
when he spoke again. “I don’t appreciate your mouth. Maybe I should take her to the basement with me instead. She
knows better than to talk back to her uncle.”
I shut my eyes
tighter. I never wanted to be near him, especially not alone in the basement.
“She’s been
through enough. You will not take
advantage of her,” Loren said just before I heard the signature creak of the
basement door.
My eyes snapped
open at the sound of a hand slapping against flesh. “I will have her one day
and there is nothing you can do about
it. Now get your ass down there.”
The basement door
shut, muffling any further conversation between them. Tears streamed from my
eyes as fear consumed me, and I shoved my face into my pillow to mask my sobs.
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Writing
About the Author:
Livia Jamerlan is a hopeless
romantic she is always looking for her next love story to pop in her head.
Though Livia kept a journal throughout her early life, she never thought about
pursuing a career in writing, she always used it as form of therapy, pouring
her heart out into words. It wasn’t until a story developed in her head that
she decided that maybe she could write a book. At first it was just an escape
from reality but now she use it as a power to put all her feelings, hopes, and
fears on paper. Deciding it was time to tell her story she began to write, with
each passing day the story grew, characters we formed, and what seemed like a
hobby at first has now become a passion for Livia.
When Livia is not writing she is spending time with her husband and their two
dogs, she might also be curled up with a new book, or she is out traveling the
country to support indie authors at their book signings
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Well built chest with hair. Rarrrrrrrr!!
ReplyDeleteSense of humor, for sure! Being able to laugh daily is extremely important :)
ReplyDeleteSmile and a sense of humor! He needs to make me laugh!! Thanks for the giveaway! :-)
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