Entwined
by Felicity Brandon
The Dark Necessities – Book Three
Hash tags:#DarkRomance #KidnapThriller #Alphamale #Redemption
Can a monster ever find redemption?
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It was the damndest thing. The monster made her feel whole again.
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Blurb:
Can a monster ever find redemption?
Free from her captor, author Molly Clary finds herself back at home, but she’s just as lost as ever. In the isolation of her new-found freedom, Molly makes a startling revelation; she can no longer function without Connor Reilly. She can’t write without him; she can’t live without him.
The admission leads Molly into the most intense and dangerous chapter of her twisted love affair yet, and by reaching out to Connor again, she must decide if she can really leave her old life behind to venture into the dark and mysterious confines of the organization known only as The Syndicate.
For a couple whose love is built on lust, and fear and submission, there should be no happy ending. But as Molly helps her kidnapper lay his ghosts to rest, the question beckons, can they forge their own brand of happiness regardless? Can Connor finally be delivered into a consensual union with his kitten, and will it be enough to satisfy both of their dark needs?
Buy the captivating conclusion to The Dark Necessities trilogy, and devour this tantalizing finale.
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Excerpt:
“Don’t look at me like that,” he told her without looking up from the buttons.
Molly screwed the bedding up in her fists. “Don’t do this!” she implored him for what must be the twentieth time that day. “Please, Master. I don’t like it. I don’t like this, at all.”
“Kitten,” he cooed, pacing toward the bed and falling to his knees beside her. “You’re the reason I’m doing this. You’re the reason I need to do it.”
Molly blinked away the tears which were threatening to fall. “No,” she gasped, as she reached for his shoulder. “If that’s true, then I’m sorry, but I’ve changed my mind. Don’t go…”
She hated how desperate she sounded, but there it was; every word was true. All of her emotions were laid out there. Her heart exposed and vulnerable, just as it had been since the day she’d started to fall for the man who’d captured her.
Connor’s expression melted a little at her display of emotion, but his determined eyes told her the real story. He was going to do it. He wasgoing, and he was going to do whatever this thing was he’d arranged with Malone, and as per fucking usual, there wasn’t a thing Molly could do to change it. Inside her, her heart began to break.
“Don’t upset yourself, pet,” he purred as he stroked the side of her face lovingly. “I want you to stay here and rest, because when this is over, I’m going to need you like I’ve never needed anyone before.”
The knot of tension in her belly tightened at his words. If Connor was going to need her so badly, then her intuition must be spot on, and whatever this was must be absolutely freaking awful.
“I’m worried,” she conceded in a flurry. “I have a bad feeling about this, Master.”
He offered her a small smile. “Honestly,” he admitted, “I have a pretty bad feeling, too, but it will be okay. I have Dalton with me. He’ll look after me.”
She was sobbing as he pulled her in for one last embrace, apparently trying to soothe her with hot, torrid kisses.
“Promise me you’ll stay here like a good, little kitten,” he whispered. “I don’t want to have to lock you in anymore. I think we’ve moved past that point now, don’t you?”
Molly nodded. She didn’t want to be locked in either, but she’d accept those terms from now on if it meant he was going to stay.
“Lock the door behind me,” he warned her. “And stay put!”
Connor’s hand reached for her chin, forcing it up to meet the intensity of his gaze. “Promise me, kitten. Promise me you’ll stay put.”
“Let’s go, Connor!” Dalton’s voice yelled from just beyond the door, making Molly jump instinctively.
“Promise me,” Connor demanded, resting his forehead against her face.
Molly raised her head to meet the strength of his gaze, and she knew he meant it. She was going to have to promise him. That compelling look in his eyes was never going to have it any other way. “Okay,” she sobbed quietly. “I promise, Master.”
But even as the words slipped from her lips, Molly knew she didn’t mean them. Whatever was going to happen to him, there was no way she was just going to lie here and wait.
No fucking way.
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Author Bio and social links:
Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author.
She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.
You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.
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