The Call of Duty

I’m in the throes of a double release day across countries again! This time it’s for my Call of Duty series. The first one was out in the UK already, and the second book, At His Majesty’s Request is now out in Mills and Boon’s website, and due for a shelf release in a couple of weeks. (It’s a December book but they hit shelves early! E-readers in wide release on the first of the month) And the first book in the series, A Royal World Apart is set to do the same here in North America.

They were very fun to write as a series, and I’m excited to have them out back to back Stateside. The characters in each book were really different from each other, and I enjoyed exploring the way different people find love. 🙂

And I thought I would share some special teasers with you!

The following is a bit of a naughty scene from A Royal World Apart…

She had fire in her. And he only had cold stone. Just for a while, for a moment, he wanted to be warm. To be with her.

“I’m sure,” she said. She lowered herself onto his lap and he put his hands on her waist. She dipped her head to kiss him.

“Wait,” he said, his throat tight. She looked shocked, but froze in place. “I just want to look at you for a moment. To know that tonight, you’ll be mine.” He moved his hands through her thick, dark hair, finally able to relish the feel of the silken curls.
Guilt had no place in things tonight. Tomorrow, it would be there. It always was. Guilt was his constant companion, gnawing at him always, the reasons varied, but ever present.

Not tonight.

Tonight there was only Eva. Only his desire for her. Needs that would finally be met.

Her lip trembled and he leaned forward and kissed her lightly. Eva melted into him, her breasts pressing against his chest, her curves melding to him as she gave herself over to the kiss. And he allowed himself to relish it. Her tongue, smooth and hot, her lips so soft and sweet, perfect.

He was dying to touch her. To explore those soft, feminine curves, so different from his own body. This was what he was made for, a part of himself he had denied for so long. He reached behind her and took the zipper on her dress between his thumb and forefinger, sliding it down slowly, savoring the action. Savoring the experience of undressing a woman who was so alive. So responsive.
It was a beautiful dress, one that had kicked his libido into high gear the moment she’d come down for dinner. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted more. All of her, without any fabric covering her luscious, golden skin. Without anything between them at all.

He tugged the top of her dress down, slowly, revealing more of her rounded breasts with each shift of fabric. His breath stopped completely when the top fell down around her stomach and revealed a thin, black lace bra that showed hints of erect, caramel colored nipples beneath the flimsy fabric.

He lowered his head and kissed the curve of one breast, a sharp shock of need piercing him in the gut, making his erection pulse.
Arousal stabbed him, hot and fierce, a rush of desire overwhelming him for a moment. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. Yes, he was letting go of his control. And yes, in many ways, this night was for him.

But it was hers too. And he would be damned if it was anything less than perfect for Eva. If she was anything less than satisfied.

“You are incredible,” he rasped, raising his head so that he could look at her face. She was exquisitely beautiful. High cheekbones, a strong, rounded nose, full lips. There was nothing generic about her, nothing forgettable. She would be burned into his mind, his body, forever.

“I’ll bet you say that to all the women,” she said.
He felt his muscles tense, his fingers curling into her back. There was no easy way to have the conversation they would have to have tonight. But she was owed his honesty. She was giving him her body, and she deserved to know.

This was the conversation he’d never wanted to have. And yet, somehow, with Eva, it didn’t seem so impossible.
“There have been no other women.”

And now a little teaser from book two, At His Majesty’s Request! (Which is a January book in North America)

“You think you have me figured out?”

A smile curved his lips. Wicked. Dangerous. “No. Not at all.”

“Well, that’s good. I would hate to be thought of as predictable.”

“You aren’t predictable in the least. Not down to what you’ll wear on a given day,” he said, his eyes on her hat. “That makes you interesting. It makes me wonder.” His eyes met hers and she felt a jolt in her system. “It makes me want to discover all of your secrets.”

His made goosebumps break out on her arms. Low and husky, with the kind of accent usually only found in her late night fantasies. And his eyes…dark and rich, like chocolate. A bitter, intense sort of chocolate.

Her favorite.

She swallowed and tried to slow the beating of her heart. “I live in North Dakota when I’m not traveling, as you already know. I don’t own pets. I like clothes. And I do a really dorky celebration dance when I beat my own high scores on computer games.” She tried to smile. “Open book.”

“I would like to see the dance. But I also don’t believe you.”

“I do the dance. But I don’t do it for you.”

“No, I believe you do it,” his eyes locked with hers, the perception in them, the sudden seriousness, unnerving her, “I just don’t believe you’re an open book.”

“And I can’t believe you care. You don’t have time to worry about me or my idiosyncrasies, Prince Stavros, you have a wife to find.”

“No, you have a wife to find. Deliver her to me when you do.”

She laughed, trying to dispel the tension. “That’s the plan. Although, I have to do a bit more than deliver. You have to agree with my selection.”

And speaking of the Call of Duty series…there will be a free online serial starting November 12th on eHarlequin called The Prince and the PA and it connects with the two other books in the series! I’m v pleased that it’s going to be available for free. 😉

So that’s my release day goodies! If you have any questions or comments about the series, feel free to ask below!

Oh…and BUYLINKS. A Royal World Apart (North America) At His Majesty’s Request (UK)