Once you become Untamed property, there is no way out.
Justine has it all, a great new house, the perfect boyfriend, but when she comes across a rugged man in leather, she starts having second thoughts about her perfect life.
Hangman hasn’t had it easy. Two children, with random women, and an ex-wife he drove away, but when a new beauty moves in down the street, he’ll do anything to own her.
Will Hangman finally get the girl and have it all? Or will he continue to make the same mistakes he always has and end up with nothing?
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Dawn Martens is a young, spunky Canadian Author. Being a wife, a mother to three beautiful little girls, and of course, best friend to fellow author Glenna Maynard, hasn’t stopped this Canadian Firecracker from pursuing her dreams of becoming a writer!
Dawn’s number one passion in life is the written word, and she’s extremely thankful that she has the ability to share the ramblings from the characters inside of her head with the rest of the world!
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Three Reasons You Should Read This Sweet Western Romance:
Ten Rules for Marrying a Duke by Michelle McLean is a mutual arrangement between a man and a woman that paves the way to quite a love story (I know, scandalous).
I loved how Arabella went out and found a way to get what she wanted (or thought she wanted), and I love that she had a friend that supported her through the whole thing.
Silas, Duke of Whittsley, is a hoot, and I loved just about everything about him. A great mix of traditional and buck the system, I’ll do what I want vibes.
Bookish Arabella Bromley never gave a fig for society’s rules—until her sister ran off with a man below her station. Now Arabella is desperate to restore her family’s ruined reputation to favor amongst the ton. She’ll have to marry quickly and well. But in order to carry off her plan, Arabella needs a duke… and she has just the rakish fellow in mind.
The Duke of Whittsley has an ungentlemanly tendency to disregard the rules. Unfortunately, a sense of mischief doesn’t excuse a high-ranking noble from family duty—especially where it concerns producing a son. And that’s where he can’t quite resist Arabella’s distinctly outrageous plan: if he saves her family, she’ll give him an heir.
Now the deal’s been struck. They have one year to achieve their goals and ten iron-clad rules to keep them on track. Like long, scorching kisses and ensuring they’re both exquisitely satisfied. And the only thing that could ruin their plan is the one thing they never planned on: love.
I absolutely loved Ten Rules for Marrying a Duke by Michelle McLean. It had the forward-thinking heroine that bucks tradition to find a happy life. It had the rogue-ish gentleman that’s really kind at heart (and also a rich duke, which doesn’t hurt). There were good and supportive friends and family, as well as a bit of a grumpy grandfather to even it out.
Arabella’s scheme to find a husband and save the family name is to marry a man that doesn’t want a wife. It may sound backward, but her logic is sound, and she does a very good job of explaining it to Silas. Such a good job that he actually agrees to her scheme. But they have to lay some ground rules first. And here is where things get really interesting.
These rules for their marriage are amazing and hilarious, and somehow quite appropriate. And watching them hash out the rules, especially the ones regarding more intimate moments, was very well done. It gave such a great look into their personalities. I really did fall in love with both of them right then and there.
Now rules are made to be broken, bent, and rewritten, and this couple quickly realizes their rules weren’t as perfect as they first thought. And then they just might go and actually fall in love with each other! Their insecurities about how they feel and how the other feels about them were just enough to make you root for them without becoming tedious.
I really hope Michelle McLean decides to write about a younger sister or friend or someone else in this family so I can check back in with Arabella and Silas, or else I will miss them very much.
**I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book**
“If you get caught with this, you’re on your own,” Cora Hass said in German to her former boss, Rex Busch, as he approached her near a corner shop on the outskirts of Brixton.
I’d followed her for over an hour without her suspecting or noticing. This screamed that the exhaustion from running had finally taken its toll.
Well, fortunately for me, I’d finally captured my prey.
Cora Hass, or should I say Lillian “Lilly” Lennox, would end the day knowing fate had placed her in the path of the very man she should hope she never met again.
Why she’d picked this area of London for the drop-off surprised me. There had to be a reason. No one without backup would dare venture into this neighborhood.
Hell, my team had eyes on me right now.
“I know the drill,” Rex responded, taking the gift box from her and opening the container. “And how the business works.”
She adjusted the hat over her ears and studied his appearance, and I couldn’t help but smirk at the disgust on her face. She should have warned him to dress a little more casually for the drop-off.
If they were in Berlin, he could have passed himself off like any other well-to-do man in his late thirties. But in this neighborhood, he stood out like a sore thumb.
Lilly, Lilly, Lilly. You should know better than to work with dumbasses.
Then again, said dumbass probably thought he was the cream of the crop when it came to the spy game.
Fucker had no idea we’d watched him for years and waited. Or maybe that was her plan—she wanted people to notice him. Make him stand out. Let the locals see he was an intruder in their midst.
She, on the other hand, fit right in. She wore well-used, nondescript clothes, slightly on the dirty side, with her formerly blond hair covered in a large cap. And if I wasn’t mistaken, a pair of black or brown contacts. In this area, being recognized was a bad thing.
“I want to make sure you understand that all consequences are on your shoulders.”
“Understood.” He studied the device wrapped in cotton, nodded, and smiled. “Amazing how such an inconspicuous thing can cause so much chaos.”
“That’s the story of my life.”
“Sometimes, a little chaos is just what the doctor ordered.” T his man was so full of shit. He hated Lilly on a good day. The sheer fact he was meeting with her today said he was beyond desperate.
And from the flattening of Lilly’s lips, she was well aware of it but would go along with the charade until the payment hit her account.
Busch had a knack for underestimating her intelligence. One day, he’d regret it. Then again, he’d left the comfort and security of his office at the BND in Germany to meet with Lilly.
He had no idea how much trouble he’d just landed in by crossing international borders.
God, I couldn’t wait to get him into an interrogation room.
The second this drop ended, my team waited to collect the asshole.
“Flattery will get you everywhere.” She lifted her wrist and tapped the display on her watch. “Invoice sent.”
He pulled out his phone and typed something. “Payment transferred.”
A few seconds later, an alert appeared on her watch screen. She promptly typed in a code and inclined her head. “Device activated. As always, it’s nice doing business with you.”
As she shifted to pass him in the direction of the London Underground, he said, “I could give you ten times more work if you returned to Berlin.”
“I don’t need the work,” she responded and then added with a tinge of bitterness, “Besides, I can never go back. You made sure of this. Did you forget I have a target on my head? Or that you tried to kill me?”
“What if I said I have the means to clear your record as a way to apologize?”
“The last thing I would do is believe a word you have to say, Rex Busch.”
“You need to listen to my full offer.”
She cocked her head to the side, giving him a look of such disdain that Busch would have no doubt about her feelings toward him. “I don’t need to do anything.”
“Why did you come today?”
“Because I love to see desperation on a man’s face. It soothes the senses. I may need to bottle it.”
Busch grabbed her arm in what looked to be a painful hold. “You’re a bitch, Cora Hass.”
“Yes, I am. But you’re the one who contacted me through back channels that could get you in a lot of trouble, handed me money from a fund that shouldn’t exist, and then flew to another country to procure my product. I’m the bitch you thought was disposable and now need in order to keep your illegal world of information trade going.”
Oh, Lilly, you do know how to hit a man in the balls, especially Rex Busch. His weakness was his ego. The last thing he wanted was a reminder that he was as much a criminal as she was. Actually, even more so. Was Lilly even aware her former boss was also a sex trafficker? I highly doubted it. Men like him kept those kinds of things hidden away, especially from women like her.
Inspired by her years working in corporate America, Sienna loves to serve up stories woven around confident and successful women who know what they want and how to get it, both in – and out – of the bedroom.
Her heroines are fresh, well-educated, and often find love and romance through atypical circumstances. Sienna treats her readers to enticing slices of hot romance infused with empowerment and indulgent satisfaction.
Sienna loves the life of travel and adventure. She plans to visit even the farthest corners of the world and delight in experiencing the variety of cultures along the way. When she isn’t writing or traveling, Sienna is working on her “happily ever after” with her husband and children.
