Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Promo and giveaway of Saved from a Killer by Miranda Stowe


Release date is November 14, 2011
title: Saved from a Killer, book 2 in The Snatcher Series
author: Miranda Stowe
author website:
www.mirandastowe.blogspot.com
publisher website: http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/

Book trailer link:
http://youtu.be/v_iSdWUZzIc
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BLURB:
He took seven before her. Seven died. Jenna Daggert is the first survivor to escape the Miners Bend Woman Snatcher, yet she has no memory of her captivity. As everyone else urges her to remember, one faceless man is determined to keep her silent. Forever.

Deputy Joseph Morgan fell for Jenna before he ever met her. And now that she’s alive and back in the flesh, she wants him to be the one to heal her battered soul. But her idea of healing isn’t what he expects. While she leads him down a dark path into lust, he grows intimidated, not sure if he can draw her back into the light and return her to the woman she used to be...or if the Snatcher will strike first.
EXCERPT: (Explicit, rated R)

Joseph hurried up the stairs, taking them two at a time. If his erection could’ve walked for him, it probably wouldn’t leapt them four at a time.

Once he reached the second floor, he paused a moment to regain his breath. She doesn’t want sex, he reminded his eager shaft as he bunched his hand and lightly knocked on her closed door, rapping twice as she had instructed.

“Come in,” he heard the call.

His penis only heard come and was more than ready to comply.

He eased open the door, already apologizing. “I’m sorry. My replacement was...” The words died in his throat, and the door fell shut at his back as he jerked to a stop two feet inside Jenna Daggert’s bedroom. She sat on the bed, at the edge by the footboard, wearing a silk jade wrap that fell to her knees and was held together by one very delicate, very bruised hand.

When she quirked a brow, he swallowed and finished on a croak, “...late.”

Her smile was soft and seductive. “No problem. I’m just now ready for you anyway.”

He couldn’t stop looking at her. No woman wearing an air cast over her ankle and half of her calf, or with bruises dotting her skin from head to toe, or a black rings around both eyes should look this beautiful. But the sleek sculpture of her form, revealed through the silk, accented a body that had him salivating. His rod pulsed inside his shorts, growing more pissed by his constraining binds by the second.

Here, she probably only needed some piece of furniture rearranged and he was sprouting wood. Talk about humiliating. He hoped his bulky duty belt hid his pounding arousal.

Jerking his gaze away from her feminine features, he looked about her room, “Ready for what?” he asked, cringing when his voice rasped.

From the corner of his eye, he saw her rise but refused to look. No reason to torture his poor libido farther.

“I had a nightmares about giving him a blow job,” she said, ruining his heartfelt attempt at not-peeking.

His gaze flared to hers, sharp and alert. “You think he--”

“I don’t know,” she cut in. “And I don’t want to know. I just know I used to love giving head. I knew how to work my tongue, how to keep my teeth from scraping, all the while sucking with just enough pressure to make a man beg for more. I knew how to cradle his sack in my hand, barely squeezing until his eyes would roll into the back of his head.”

Joseph’s eyes felt like they needed to roll into the back of his head just from thinking about it.

“And then I knew how to open my throat and take him deeper and swallow until I drained him dry. I’m a master at fellatio, and I refuse to be afraid of it. He will not take that away from me.”

“What...” He paused to lick his lips. “What does this have to do with me, Miss Daggert?”

But dear Lord, he had a feeling he knew, and he wasn’t sure if it thrilled him or scared the shit out of him.

Letting go of her robe, Jenna lifted her arms from the front of her chest to let the satin slip off her shoulders and pool down her arms until it drifted to the floor.

Underneath, she stood naked, and she’d shaved her pussy back to bald since he’d last seen it.

“You’re going to let me go down on you and suck on your cock over and over until I love doing it again.”

Giveaway is for a eBook copy of Saved from a Killer. Giveaway will end November 15, 2011


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