Showing posts with label Brynley Blake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brynley Blake. Show all posts

Monday, February 11, 2019

Resurgent




Title: Resurgent
Series: Phoenix Rising #3
Author: Brynley Blake
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 11, 2019



Blurb

Never Underestimate the Power of F*ck It

It’s the motto I live by, and it’s what made me the Navy SEAL I am today.  The less you care, the better.  Even when I woke up in a hospital in India with no memory of the last few months and everything pointing to me being a traitor involved with some pretty dangerous people, I knew I could handle it.

Then they kidnapped Charlotte—my little sister’s best friend and an organized control freak with a fear of commitment to anything but her ten-year plan.

I can't remember what I've supposedly done, or who's trying kill us.  All I know is I have to rescue Charlotte and get us both out of this mess alive.

But I hadn't counted on Charlotte having her own agenda.  She’s inexplicably haunted my dreams for months, and now she’s making my reality a living hell.  Because Miss Always-in-Control is hellbent and determined to lose that control she holds on to so tightly, and she wants to lose it with me…






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Excerpt

“I know you like to know exactly what’s going to happen and how and when.  But that’s not how it’s going to happen tonight. Tonight, it’s all or nothing.  You give all the control, all the decisions, all the power to me.  No lists, no rules, no overthinking it, no trying to orchestrate it all.  You relinquish it all to me, or not at all.”
“All of it?” My voice squeaks, but Liam doesn’t waver. 
“All of it,” he says in that stern, take-no-bullshit tone that makes me simultaneously thrilled and terrified.  Then he cups my cheek in his hand and adds softly, “All of you.”
Arousal shoots straight to my sex like a flaming arrow seeking its target, but it’s accompanied by a lifetime of fear of letting go, of being vulnerable and giving anyone the power to hurt me. Can I do this?  I’m powerless to say no.  Some little part of me had wanted to keep a little control over things tonight, but faced with the choice of giving myself wholly to Liam or going back to Charleston, back to my old life with regret, if we even survive…it’s a no-brainer.   If I’m really going to be different, if I’m really going to learn to ride the waves and experience the thrill that comes from actually living, I have to stop planting my feet in the sand.  And I want this experience with Liam more than I’ve ever wanted anything. 
“Okay.”
The smile he gives me could power the entire resort.  “Give me your wrists.”
“What?”
“Give me your wrists.” His voice has lowered an octave and has a rasp to it that is doing strange things to my insides.
Oh God. “Um. I…we…maybe we should take this slow?” I stammer.
“Oh, we will.” The way he says it makes me think we’re not talking about the same thing. “Now give me your wrists.”
“I have a better idea.  Why don’t we sit on the patio for a few minutes, maybe talk a little…”
I trail off as he closes the distance between us in two steps, his fingers in my hair as he wraps my hair around his hand and tugs, forcing my head back.  Distant memories of my dad flash through my mind and I think he’s going to be angry—after all, I’ve just proven I can’t even do the first thing he’s asked me without arguing—but instead he presses his lips to my neck, kissing me softly. “You always think you have a better idea, don’t you?” he says softly.
This is Liam.  Not my father, but the man who makes me feel safe, who makes me laugh, who somehow makes me feel empowered with every ounce of control I give up.
“Well, um…mmmmm.” I sigh with pleasure as his lips slowly travel toward my ear. “I do have pretty good ideas.”
“How are we going to settle this battle for control we seem to have?”  His teeth are nibbling on my earlobe now.  “Especially since you keep telling me you want to lose it.”
“Ummm.” I can’t think straight with his tongue tracing the outline of my ear.
With my hair still tightly gripped in his hand, he tugs my head back. His eyes are glittering as he says, “Don’t get me wrong, sweetheart.  I get horny as hell when you make lists and get all organized and try to control shit, because that’s when you need me to distract you most. To put you to work and quiet your mind. But if you want to dance, then you’re going to have to trust me to lead.  You’re going to have to give me all of you.  Starting with your wrists.”



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Author Bio

A lifelong reader with a taste for adventure, Brynley Blake writes the writes the kind of books she likes to read: steamy contemporary romances featuring smart, sassy heroines with a sense of humor and strong, dominant alpha males who love their women a little feisty.  She loves rainy days, books, worn-in jeans, hot coffee, cold beer, red wine, exploring new places, and happily ever afters. When she’s not writing, you can usually find her cheering on her kids at their activities, hanging out with friends, or crossing things off her bucket list. She writes contemporary and erotic romance as Brynley Blake and Brynley Bush.


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Monday, August 28, 2017

Renegade




Title: Renegade
Series: Phoenix Rising #2
Author: Brynley Blake
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 28, 2017



Blurb

Gemma Ward, an outgoing and strong-willed wedding photographer, goes through men like she goes through thongs, forever looking for a guy who can handle her.  She’s about given up on love when she meets Declan, the sophisticated father of one of her clients.  He’s perfect for her, if only she can convince him she’s not too young and inexperienced to meet his singularly erotic tastes.

Then, like an answered prayer, Walker Kincaid shows up, looking for a place to stay while he investigates allegations surrounding the death of his SEAL brother, Liam Prescott. If anyone can tutor her in the art of the kind of power play Declan wants, it’s Walker, her best friend and partner in crime since high school.

But what starts as friendly lessons in forbidden pleasure soon turns into something more…leaving Gemma to wonder if the lover she’s been looking for has been right in front of her all along.  







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Excerpt

I linger at my bedroom door, suddenly nervous for some reason. It’s Walker, I remind myself. Taking a deep breath, I saunter out into the living room. Walker doesn’t notice me at first. His laptop is open, and he’s studying something intently, his brow furrowed with concentration. Then he looks up and our eyes meet, and suddenly the air feels like it does just before a summer thunderstorm—thick and silent and charged with electricity.

My heart stops as his gaze travels slowly over my body, and for a minute, I think he’s going to crack a joke, or say something about us having an early flight to catch or not having the right equipment, and I brace myself for the disappointment. But instead, he wordlessly pushes his chair back, gets up, and walks slowly over to where I’m standing.

“You just failed lesson number one.” His voice is deep and husky, and I suddenly find my stomach inexplicably fluttering.

“Oh?” My voice sounds ragged, and I take a deep breath, determined to sound like the confident, sexy badass that I am. Even if Walker is looking at me with a heat I’ve never seen before in those whiskey-colored eyes. “What lesson was that?”

He threads his fingers in my hair and tugs lightly, forcing my head back so I’m looking up at him. “The dominant is always in charge. That means I call the shots, and I decide when we start, not you. Although you do look pretty fucking amazing, so I’ll let it slide this time.”

“You’ll ‘let it slide’?” I say in mock outrage. I try to push him away with my hands on his chest, but he grabs them in his, and with one hand holding both of my wrists, he lifts them above my head and pins them to the wall. Holy fucking shit.

“This time,” he repeats, and for the first time, I can see why people react the way they do to him. Walker’s quietly authoritative tone is more intimidating than a hundred men raising their voices. “I can see this is going to be the challenge for you, Gemma.” His lips twitch, and humor sparks in his eyes. “You like to be in charge. You can’t let go, can you?”

“Yes, I can.”

He looks at me dubiously, eyebrows raised.

“I can!” I insist.

“Close your eyes.” His voice is soft, but it’s an unmistakable command.

“What?”

“Just do it. Don’t think. Don’t argue.”

I know a test when I hear one. I close my eyes, wondering what he’s going to do. Long seconds seem to tick by, and then his lips brush over mine ever so gently. They’re warm and soft and fuller than I would have expected. It’s quick, barely even a kiss, just his lips grazing over mine, but the butterflies are back, their wings beating furiously in my tummy, and there’s an inexplicable heat searing through my veins.
I open my eyes to find his face mere inches from mine, his eyes wide with the shock that I’m sure is reflected in mine. What the hell was that? Then he clears his throat, releases my wrists, and takes a step backward, and the moment is past.
“Okay. We’ll continue tomorrow.” He turns to go.

“Wait. That’s it?” That can’t be it.

Walker turns around slowly and gives me a long, hard look, and I wish I could tell what’s going through that mind of his. Finally, he says, “You want more?”

“Hell yes, I want more. I want the whole thing. The sooner the better. Before Declan comes back. I want to know as much as I can before I see him again, so I know what to expect.”

He takes a step closer. “The whole thing? Are you sure about this?” There’s a slight edge to his voice.

“Absolutely positive.” His intense gaze never leaves my face, and I’m suddenly just the tiniest bit nervous. “Um, what exactly is the whole thing?”






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Author Bio

A lifelong reader with a taste for adventure, Brynley Blake writes the writes the kind of books she likes to read: steamy contemporary romances featuring smart, sassy heroines with a sense of humor and strong, dominant alpha males who love their women a little feisty.  She loves rainy days, books, worn-in jeans, hot coffee, cold beer, red wine, exploring new places, and happily ever afters. When she’s not writing, you can usually find her cheering on her kids at their activities, hanging out with friends, or crossing things off her bucket list. She writes contemporary and erotic romance as Brynley Blake and Brynley Bush.


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