Title:
Keep Me (Twist Me, #2)
Keep Me (Twist Me, #2)
Author:
Anna Zaires
Genre:
Dark Erotic Novel
Release Date:
September 30, 2014
September 30, 2014
Cover Design by Eden Crane Designs
Blurb
Abducted at eighteen. Held captive for 15 months.
It reads like one of those headlines. And yes, I did
it. I stole her. Nora, with her long dark hair and silky skin. She’s my weakness, my
obsession.
it. I stole her. Nora, with her long dark hair and silky skin. She’s my weakness, my
obsession.
I’m not a good man. I never pretended to be one. She
can love me, but she can’t change me.
can love me, but she can’t change me.
I can, however, change her.
My name is Julian Esguerra, and Nora is mine to keep.
***Keep Me is the sequel to Twist Me, told from Nora & Julian’s POV.***
Excerpt
Julian's POV
“Are you all right?” There is a concerned expression
on Nora’s face as she reaches up to touch the area above my left ear. Her slender
fingers are gentle on my scalp. “Does it still hurt?”
on Nora’s face as she reaches up to touch the area above my left ear. Her slender
fingers are gentle on my scalp. “Does it still hurt?”
Her touch sends pleasure streaking down my spine.
I want this from her. I want her to care about my well-being. I want her to love me
even though I stole her freedom—even though, by all rights, she should hate me
I have no illusions about myself. I’m one of those
men they show on the news—the ones that everyone fears and despises. I took a
young woman because I wanted her and for no other reason.
I took her and I made her mine.
I make no excuses for my actions. I feel no guilt
either. I wanted Nora, and now she’s here with me, looking at me like I’m the most
important person in her world.
And I am. I am exactly what she needs now . . . what
she craves. I will give her everything, and I will take everything from her in return.
Her body, her mind, her devotion—I want it all. I want her pain and her pleasure,
her fear and her joy.
I want to be her entire life.
“No, it’s fine,” I say in response to her earlier
question. “It’s almost healed.”
She pulls her fingers away, and I catch her hand, not
ready to forego the pleasure of her touch. Her hand is slim and delicate in my grasp,
her skin soft and warm. She tries to tug it away reflexively, but I don’t let her, my
fingers tightening around her small palm. Her strength is insignificant compared to
mine; she can’t make me release her unless I chose to let her go.
She doesn’t really want me to let her go, anyway.
I can feel the excitement rising within her, and my body hardens, a dark hunger
awakening within me again. Reaching across the table, I slowly and purposefully
unbuckle her safety belt.
Then I stand up, still holding her hand, and lead her
to the bedroom at the back of the airplane.
I want this from her. I want her to care about my well-being. I want her to love me
even though I stole her freedom—even though, by all rights, she should hate me
I have no illusions about myself. I’m one of those
men they show on the news—the ones that everyone fears and despises. I took a
young woman because I wanted her and for no other reason.
I took her and I made her mine.
I make no excuses for my actions. I feel no guilt
either. I wanted Nora, and now she’s here with me, looking at me like I’m the most
important person in her world.
And I am. I am exactly what she needs now . . . what
she craves. I will give her everything, and I will take everything from her in return.
Her body, her mind, her devotion—I want it all. I want her pain and her pleasure,
her fear and her joy.
I want to be her entire life.
“No, it’s fine,” I say in response to her earlier
question. “It’s almost healed.”
She pulls her fingers away, and I catch her hand, not
ready to forego the pleasure of her touch. Her hand is slim and delicate in my grasp,
her skin soft and warm. She tries to tug it away reflexively, but I don’t let her, my
fingers tightening around her small palm. Her strength is insignificant compared to
mine; she can’t make me release her unless I chose to let her go.
She doesn’t really want me to let her go, anyway.
I can feel the excitement rising within her, and my body hardens, a dark hunger
awakening within me again. Reaching across the table, I slowly and purposefully
unbuckle her safety belt.
Then I stand up, still holding her hand, and lead her
to the bedroom at the back of the airplane.
Twist Me (Twist Me, #1)
About the Author
Anna Zaires fell in love with books at the age of five, when her grandmother taught her to read. She wrote her first story shortly thereafter. Since then, she has always lived partially in a fantasy world where the only limits were those of her imagination. Currently residing in Florida, Anna is happily married to Dima Zales (a science fiction and fantasy author) and closely collaborates with him on all their works.
After graduating from the University of Chicago with a degree in Economics, Anna spent eight years on Wall Street analyzing stocks and writingresearch reports. In 2013, she became a full-time author, pursuing her lifelongdream of writing romance novels.
Dima Zales is the loveof her life and a huge inspiration in all aspects of her writing. Every book Anna writes is a product of their unique collaborative process.
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