Hostile Takeover Released!
At long last, I'm proud to announce that Hostile Takeover is on sale now at Moxie Press. My editor did an excellent job picking an excerpt. To save you a click, I'm posting it here today. The entire first chapter is available here for a free preview.
Rockwell was in a class of his own. It wasn’t just his muscular body or handsome features. He exuded a power that made her body hum with awareness. Confidence, intelligence, and a dominant stance called directly to her femininity and if he’d been a wolf, there was no doubt in Fiona’s mind that he’d be the alpha male.
Impeccably dressed in a dark plum shirt, black tie, and slacks, Rockwell leaned on his pool cue, waiting for his turn. He seemed at ease, concentrating on the game, so Fiona took the opportunity to admire his physique, knowing exactly what he looked like under his shirt. Before diving into the pool that morning, she had watched him cutting through the water with athletic grace, and afterward, she couldn’t help staring at the muscled planes of his lean body as he toweled off and how the wet trunks clung to him. In fact, she hadn’t been able to focus at all on her studies all day, nor could she look at him without fantasizing what it would be like to be fucked by him. Not made love to. Not slept with. Fucked.
She just knew that Rockwell would be demanding and authoritative in bed. He was polite and deferential in company, but everything about him, his stance, his expressions, even his sardonic laughter, spoke of power. This was a man who was used to getting what he wanted and that turned her on. She got wet whenever she was in the same room with him.
Like now.
This is the first novel I ever completed, so it has a special place in my heart. However, it's also the most envelope-pushing work I've ever written. You've been warned...!
Rockwell was in a class of his own. It wasn’t just his muscular body or handsome features. He exuded a power that made her body hum with awareness. Confidence, intelligence, and a dominant stance called directly to her femininity and if he’d been a wolf, there was no doubt in Fiona’s mind that he’d be the alpha male.
Impeccably dressed in a dark plum shirt, black tie, and slacks, Rockwell leaned on his pool cue, waiting for his turn. He seemed at ease, concentrating on the game, so Fiona took the opportunity to admire his physique, knowing exactly what he looked like under his shirt. Before diving into the pool that morning, she had watched him cutting through the water with athletic grace, and afterward, she couldn’t help staring at the muscled planes of his lean body as he toweled off and how the wet trunks clung to him. In fact, she hadn’t been able to focus at all on her studies all day, nor could she look at him without fantasizing what it would be like to be fucked by him. Not made love to. Not slept with. Fucked.
She just knew that Rockwell would be demanding and authoritative in bed. He was polite and deferential in company, but everything about him, his stance, his expressions, even his sardonic laughter, spoke of power. This was a man who was used to getting what he wanted and that turned her on. She got wet whenever she was in the same room with him.
Like now.
This is the first novel I ever completed, so it has a special place in my heart. However, it's also the most envelope-pushing work I've ever written. You've been warned...!
6 Comments:
Woo-hoo! I am SO there!
This sounds wonderful and the cover is great!! Congrats.
Kim
Oh. My. God. KATE!!! What a story! What a man! Whew! Is it just me or is it twelve-alarm HOT in here?! What's really weird is that I just reviewed Casino Royale on my blog this morning because I just saw the movie last night -- and I was totally seeing Daniel Craig every minute of this story, six-pack, cruel lips, and all. (sigh) Excuse me while I go change my panties. Again.
Congrats on the release, Kate! It sounds quite scorching :).
Anna
Thanks, Robin! I'm so glad you liked it. Can I quote you again? :D
Always!
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