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The Billionaire's Blackmailed Heiress

OK....So back to the gorgeous Greek sexy Demi-Gods I love so much:)

Our heroine Mina Lane has a secret.  One she had hoped never to reveal, until the one person she most loves in the world her mother is diagnosed with cancer.  Her mother's last wish is one she vows to find a way to make happen...to spend the rest of her short life in the one place she was most happy.  Now our heroine has a problem.  That one place was a luxury Greek Villa which her mother's very rich rich and very married lover rented for her, and the problem is that he was her father.

To afford the Villa, Mina must approach her father's step-son, and now CEO of the Company, the handsome, ruthless and domineering Nikos Dupris.  He however, has no love for his ex-step father and complete contempt for the daughter who 'crawls out of the woodwork' demanding one million pounds.

Rather than paying for her silence, he demands that she reveal her identity and side with him to stop a bid by her other step-brother to sell the Company.  Nikos is determined to use Mina to meet his own needs, however, it is not long before he is fighting his own desire for the woman who he believes as nothing more than a gold digger and he is determined not to become her next victim.

“No...no...this will not happen” he had eventually bitten out before finally turning to face Mina, who had managed to pull herself back into a sitting position, her hair still mussed, her lips red from their kiss, her beautiful eyes full of so many different emotions.

His voice had been angry, accusing as he had rounded on her.

“I know what you are up to Mina, and do not believe me as stupid as my step-father. I have no intention of inheriting his daughter as my mistress. That seems to be the way the women in your family work, but I am not about to become your next meal ticket”.

Staring back at him with complete disbelief on her face, Mina had leapt to her feet, her hands balled, fury pushing the pain of loss from her.

“You arrogant egotistical jerk” she had cried at him, her eyes now full of an anger which burned so brightly in her small face.

“How...how dare you! I want nothing to do with you or your entire damn family. You kissed me...I didn’t ask you to” seeing as he had given a small pfft noise, as he had moved closer to her “Yes very clever, the poor distressed damsel act, what else was I to do?”.

Looking at him with complete disbelief she had glared at the man before her, her body still tingling from his kiss.

“My God Nikos, it really, really eats you up that you are attracted to the daughter of a man you so despised doesn’t it?”

He had frowned, seeing as she had raised her chin defiantly at him.

“Well that is your problem not mine, I will be out of your hair soon enough”.

A shadow of pain crossing her eyes as her voice had broken slightly, her anger the only thing keeping the tears from once more sliding down her face “so just stay the hell away from me”.
With that Mina had turned from him, as her hands had moved protectively around herself feeling the tears once more rising to her eyes, her new found bravado slipping as the conflicting emotions of fear and sorrow and anger had washed over her.

For several seconds there had been silence, before in a softer quieter voice he had spoken “So what do we do about this attraction we have Mina?”

Giving a small half-laugh full of no mirth she had raised her head to stop the tears spilling over “Your problem Nikos...not mine. I want nothing to do with you. Now just leave.”

His hands on her shoulder turning her around had been firm, and his eyes had blazed down at her full of such fire.

“Liar”

He had spoken, as his mouth had once more descended to take her lips, his hands moving around her waist to haul her hard up against him. Mina had wanted to fight him, to push him from her, but the moment their bodies touched she had been lost, her arms flying around his neck to deepen the kiss.


But can either really resist the other?

Blackmailed Merger

This book is the first of a trilogy in which we meet three friends
Samantha Trey, Bella Smith and Kate Palen
After winning a holiday on a Greek Island the girls all begin their own personal journeys to true love.

Book one tells the story of Samantha and Dante Durant.

The premise for Blackmailed Merger was revenge, retribution and the belief that true love will win out in the end.  Initially our hero is out for revenge against our heroines father using her as the means to achieve this goal. Unknown to him as is often the case, when the two separate and go their own ways, it is Samantha who has most cause to get back at the man she once loved.

Cut to four years later and Dante is back in her life once more trying to use her for his own means although this time Samantha is not taking things lying down, at least not out of the bedroom and ultimately the choice for true revenge or forgiveness will be hers.

“As I recall your exact words to me four years ago were that she was the only person who had ever cared about you...it must be so wonderful to be able to afford to provide the care she needs”.

Dante watched the fight leave her, seeing the vulnerability within her, her mask falling revealing once more the young woman he had met in Greece, her expression completely stricken tears rising to her eyelids as she had looked away from him.

He had stepped towards her removing a business card from his pocket as he moved, before placing it on the table beside her.  She had seen words written on it, unable to make them out through the blur of her tears.

“Think about it Samantha, then be here tomorrow night.  We have a lot to talk about”.

Samantha had remained silent her eyes still dropped from him the numbness invading every part of her.  She had felt him pause, felt his eyes on her, feeling some of her old bravado returning as she had clenched her fists together raising her head to look into his eyes, those beautiful black eyes that once upon a time had looked at her so differently.  Quelling the tears as her face had grown once more so serious she had whispered to him.

“I will find a way to beat you Dante.  I will not let you use me again”.

She had seen as his mouth had curled into an almost amused smile.

“There is one thing that I would really like to know” he had said softly and before she had time to react his hands had reached out, pulling her to her feet and into his arms.

“Does that new icy exterior of yours go all the way to the centre” he had finished, as his mouth had dropped to take hers, his arms encircling her, holding her to him as she had fought and struggled to get away.  Panic had filled her as she had pushed her hands against him desperately trying to release herself his mouth unrelenting as he had continued to hold her tightly to him.  As she had felt his tongue slide against hers she had groaned, the fight leaving her as she had shuddered, her tongue caressing his back as her body had fallen against him, her hands flattening out against his chest.

The Billionaires Mistress

I am often asked what puts a particular story into my head, and I have to answer that it can be the smallest thing.  A quote, a movie or even a song.

The Billionaires Mistress is just such a story, based on one of my favorite songs at the moment

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqZTm5n9xHw

The video for this song is incredibly romantic, and part of the book has a very similar scene to it.

When starting the story, I began with the hero being a singer Tom Trudeau, however this just did not sit well, so enter big brother Ryan Trudeau and in many ways the words of the song mimic the story line.  In this story we see what happens when you cannot be truthful with your feelings, but also that sometimes you do have second chances and when you do...you have to make the most of them.

With only two more people in front of her she had turned in disbelief as Ryan’s voice had filled the air, crying out her name as he had moved swiftly towards her, her whole mind in turmoil wondering what he was doing there.

Shocked she had stared in disbelief.

“Ryan?” her confusion so visible on her shell shocked features.

“What....what are you doing here?”

As he had reached her, his face had seemed determined.

“You never said goodbye.....you never woke me up”.

Jenna had become aware as everybody in the line had watched the drama that was unfolding before them, as she had not known what was going on.

“You came all the way down here to say goodbye? Because I didn’t wake you?” her voice alive with confusion.

He had shaken his head, taking her hands in his as she had looked into his eyes hers wide with surprise, finally he had seemed to pull himself together his expression becoming surer.

“Last night you said that maybe we needed to get it out of our system” seeing as she had nodded stupefied.

“Well...is it Jenna...is it out of our system? Can you honestly say that you can leave now.......because it doesn’t feel out of my system and I don’t think it is out of yours either”.

He had hesitated as she had stared at him, her face looking so warily at him, before licking her lips nervously.

“Ryan, last night was wonderful, so much more than wonderful” her eyes flicking up to his.

“But maybe it its best if we just part now...........as friends” giving a small shaky smile to hide the way her whole insides seemed to be tearing apart at the thought of leaving him, seeing as now only one person was left in the queue.

He however, had shaken his head.

“No........I don’t think you mean that Jenna” he had finished before taking another step closer pulling her into his arms and kissing her deeply.  As his mouth had met hers she had melted falling against him her arms flying around his neck, unaware as many of the queue had began to clap some whistling loudly.

“Come back with me Jenna...........we owe it to each other to really get this out of our systems” he had muttered against her lips.

Jenna’s mind was a muddle of sounds and noises, his words only just making it through to her befuddled brain.  As every instinct in her had told her to flee, to get away as fast as possible, her traitorous body had moved forward, stepping out of the line.

“Are you sure......are you really sure Ryan?” was all she could manage, as he had smiled so widely his face alive with relief.

Sometimes some things will not work out of your system, and sometimes the hardest part of knowing this is in admitting it to yourself, because the repercussions of not can be more painful than you could possibly imagine.

Mia

Occasionally I enjoy writing books with more of a back story, as well as the romantic overtones I enjoy.  Mia is one such book.

Here we see a woman with a past she has been running from her whole life return to her home town to settle her fathers estate.  Rescued from a stormy night and a broken down car by the handsome Paul James it is just the beginning of her troubles.  Mia will face her past in the most terrifying way possible, while finding that there really is somebody worth standing her ground and fighting for.

I hope you enjoy this shorter than usual story (just over 30k words instead of the usual 50k), and as is my way, this is reflected in the lower price.

*******AUGUST SPECIAL**************

I have reduced all my books for the month of August.

 Summer holidays is always the time when we like to lie on the beach and let the gentle rays of the sun caress our too pale and work weary bodies.  Some of us may take the opportunity to enjoy every sport out there......but the rest of us........well lying in the lap of luxury (even if that is a hammock in the back yard) reading a good book is the ultimate in relaxation.

This is my little way of saying thanks to all those out there who have supported me in the past year.  You have my heartfelt thanks :)  Enjoy!

Captured - A little different

I am a HUGE Second Life fan.  I have been in this exciting virtual world for many many years, and have learnt so many things and met so many people.  I have the a wardrobe that most of us women would happily kill for, and my avatar has the same perfect figure of all of my heroines.  Bottom line.....it is a great place to be.

Captured was a little bit of a chance for me.  I wanted to create a story with all the same challenges as my other stories, but putting it within a fantasy world, which still seemed real to those in the story. All of my characters live in this world and it was written from their point of view.

Because of the many issues with naming the virtual world, I called mine VirtualWorld (VW) and got more than a little creative in adding functionality to the world, but those who use this wonderful environment will  recognise it instantly.

I also wanted something more of a mystery and suspense, with our heroine having to make some very hard decisions to save the man she loves.

So ........The Plot

In this story Kindra Ixar, a resident finds herself captured by avatar traffickers, when one night she visits a night club, and her whole nicely ordered world is turned upside down.  She finds herself sold at auction to a Gor Master, Dark Kestrel, who demands nothing but respect and total obedience from her.

“Oh I have met your type before Kindra. Your world is nicely organised, a place for everything including your emotions. You hold everything tightly bottled up inside you and run from anybody or anything that might threaten that thin veneer of yours. While others around you see you as cool and professional, inside you are fighting to keep down those feelings which are always there bubbling just below the surface” He was now looking keenly at her his black eyes drilling deeply into hers
“And one thing I have discovered is that when women like you do finally let go, let those passions free, it is a thing of beauty to behold”
Kindra could feel herself blush, her eyes staring back into his unable to break free from their hold
“So there is one more question I have for you Kindra” he said softly
“You see yourself as a slave, how would you like to be treated. As a slave or a sub”
With that Kindra had felt the tears once more rise in her eyes
“This is not my world D....” she had begun sadly, seeing one eyebrow raised in warning as she had quickly corrected herself “ Master........ please just let me go” her eyes pleading with his
“No Kindra, this IS now your world, and I am giving you a choice so choose”
Bowing her head she had whispered softly “sub” feeling the tears trickling down her cheek
“Then we understand each other” he had replied, his voice sure, as he had stood, looking down on the woman at his feet who was unable to look back at him



However, Dark Kestrel is more than he appears and Kindra finds herself pulled into the middle of the very plot that landed her with him in the first place.  Is Dark good or evil, and does Kindra really care as she finds herself falling more and more under his spell, her heart the worst traitor of all.