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DIDN'T I WARN YOU
Bad for You #1
Amber Bardan
Releasing
April 18th, 2016 (Digital), May 24th (Print)
Carina Press
April 18th, 2016 (Digital), May 1st 2016 (Print)
Harlequin Australia
Not everything dangerous is bad.
From the moment Angelina laid eyes on him, she fell into a fantasy. Mysterious, foreign, gorgeous, Haithem offered her what she needed most—a chance to feel again.
But Haithem is much more than he appears to be. He lives in a world of danger where everything comes at a price.
For Angelina, that price is her future.
He's made sure the life she's left behind is in tatters. Made her family believe she's dead. Still, he talks about protecting her, about keeping her safe, but she can't distinguish his truth from his lies. She can't separate her pleasure from his betrayal.
Haithem warned her. He told her he'd make her heart race, her body come alive and her most primal needs rush to the surface. His for the taking.
He didn't say she'd come to love the devil who's destroying her, even as he keeps her prisoner.
From the moment Angelina laid eyes on him, she fell into a fantasy. Mysterious, foreign, gorgeous, Haithem offered her what she needed most—a chance to feel again.
But Haithem is much more than he appears to be. He lives in a world of danger where everything comes at a price.
For Angelina, that price is her future.
He's made sure the life she's left behind is in tatters. Made her family believe she's dead. Still, he talks about protecting her, about keeping her safe, but she can't distinguish his truth from his lies. She can't separate her pleasure from his betrayal.
Haithem warned her. He told her he'd make her heart race, her body come alive and her most primal needs rush to the surface. His for the taking.
He didn't say she'd come to love the devil who's destroying her, even as he keeps her prisoner.
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EXCERPT
CAT'S REVIEW
★★★★
EXCERPT
“I swear—you never
existed. I never met you at all.”
His gaze flicked to
my touch, and stuck there as though the touching of him was not something that was usually done. His expression
shivered and whatever I thought I saw vanished. He rose to his feet. “I’m
afraid a promise made under duress is no promise at all.”
“What do you mean,
duress?” I leaped off the bed.
He strode for the
door. Apparently, he thought our conversation was over. Pity—I wasn’t done. I
followed him onto the deck.
Salty air swept hair
across my face.
“It’s not as if
you’ve threatened me, so I’m not under duress.”
He paused, pushed the
notepad into his pocket and turned. “You think someone has to hold a gun to
your head for you to be helpless?” His movements changed, went sharp yet
somehow also slinky. He walked—not to me but around me. “I have all the power,
all the say. And you—” he pointed his finger directly at me “—you, Angel, are a
scared girl who wants to go home.”
His words whipped me
like lashings from the wind. Painful, cutting lashes that made me want to cry.
He stalked me, closing his circle just as surely as a shark. My veins spurted
adrenaline, instinct compelling me to run.
But I didn’t run.
That would break the dubious politeness he’d affected, and this small glimpse
at what lay underneath was enough to shake the skin around me.
There was nowhere to
run. He’d catch me, and—god help me—I might even enjoy it.
I might enjoy
something so real and so raw as being caught, even if it hurt. No polite
control. Nothing proper or respectable. Just real.
He walked and walked,
round and around. My neck strained to keep up with him. I couldn’t drop my
gaze, couldn’t let him out of my peripheral vision.
“You owe me nothing.
I expect nothing from you. I trust no promises from you.” His voice softened,
whispered around me from what felt like all directions. He stopped directly
behind me, his hands coming down on my shoulders so I couldn’t turn. “But this
doesn’t have to be a nightmare. It doesn’t have to be a trap or a prison.” He
pulled me back against him, and suddenly his arms were around me and the beast
was gone, replaced instead by a comforting protector.
My pulse jumped. How
quickly he could change.
“This isn’t fair. For
that, I owe you,
and I always honor my debts.”
I’d slipped into
hyperawareness—of the arm around my waist, the body at my back, the voice in my
ear. I could almost see myself in his arms, standing like a waxwork, so still
and glassy-eyed. Mesmerized.
“I saw your face when
you told me you’re smothered so tightly you can’t breathe,” he whispered. “You
could be free…” He brushed his cheek against my temple. “No one around. You
could be yourself.”
He rocked me, so
softly I almost missed the shift of my weight from one side to the other. I no
longer knew if I was holding myself up.
“I can give you
sunsets on the ocean. I can show you space so endless you’ll lose yourself.”
My hair caught on his
bristles.
“Have you ever run
down a deserted beach, Angel?” His hand moved on my belly. “Have you ever swum
naked in salt water?” His voice penetrated my head, my blood, sinking down
somewhere even deeper.
“Imagine three weeks
where anything you ask will be indulged. All your demands met. Ask me for
something—ask me for anything.”
My eyes closed.
“Do you need someone
to hear you?” His word curled into my ear so gently, I felt the heat of his
body in his breath. “I’ll listen to you talk for days.”
He touched my chest,
pressed his palm flat against me.
I twitched.
“You can tell me what
it is you keep buried in here. What you’re holding on to so tightly that you
can’t let go. You can give it all to me, Angel. Just hand it all over to me…”
Air flooded my lungs,
and I lunged out of his grasp. My heart beat so fast, I could imagine coronary
damage taking place. I turned and faced him, backing out of reach.
Had I let him read me
so thoroughly? Had I laid out my weakness so well that he could drive himself
into my head and fuck me there?
Because that’s what
he was doing—he was fucking my mind. I knew it. He knew it.
It
was working
CAT'S REVIEW
"Didn't I Warn You" by Amber Bardan is a bit dark and a lot sexy. Angelina, our heroine, is young and naive, living a sheltered life. She meets Haithem and is blown away by him. He is a mysterious, tall and sexy guy. I have to say, I enjoyed this a bit more than I thought I was going to. Ms. Bardan touches on those deep hidden fantasies readers have but might not be willing to admit to. Ms. Bardan brings every emotion to the forefront - as the reader, I felt what Angelina was feeling and could imagine myself right there in front of Haithem (which is not such a bad place to be!!). I found that the author does a very good job of keeping the reader engaged as the majority of the story is mostly written with our two main characters, in one setting. That's a tough task and Ms. Bardan was quite successful with it. This is not a light and fluffy read but if you're looking to get caught up and eager to turn the page, this is one you might want to check out. (received copy for honest review)
★★★★
She lives with her husband and children in semi-rural Australia, where if she peers outside at the right moment she might just see a kangaroo bounce by.
Amber is an award winning writer, Amazon Bestselling Author, and member of Romance Writers of Australia, Melbourne Romance Writers Guild, and Writers Victoria.
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