~ Bound For Hell ~
An erotic, romantic-suspense novel
Book 1 of The Bound Trilogy
by Kendra Leigh
Relentlessly sexy. Emotionally deep. Tangled, twisted, intricately woven love story with romance and suspense.
For readers 18 and over due to explicit sexual content.
Passionate. Powerful. Persistent.
One of New York’s most eligible bachelors.
Angel Lawson. Photographer. Gallery Owner.
Burdened. Beautiful. Broken.
A woman bound by the ropes of her sins and forgotten past, fearful of her future.
A chance encounter…
Consumed by guilt and tormented by the bonds of a tragic past, Angel Lawson’s life has been a solitary journey, condemned to live without love. In order to preserve her damaged soul from further rejection, sex is as close to a man as she ever plans to get. She was already hell-bound for her sins. One more wasn’t going to hurt …
… or so she thought.
When a passionate encounter throws her into the world of Ethan Wilde, Angel is helpless to resist the irrefutable desire and depth of raw emotion he ignites in her.
Ethan is as intense as he is sinfully sexy. Irretrievably captivated by Angel, he seems just as intent on understanding her naked soul as he is desperate to possess every inch of her naked body.
Angel craves his touch like a drug and yearns for the love he promises, but surrendering to the feelings he’s unearthed will mean exposing her fears and releasing the demons buried for a lifetime. Exposing her heart will leave it at risk of being broken.
Will Angel choose to leave her life of solitude behind, or is the choice no longer hers?
Ethan Wilde is used to getting what he wants … and what he wants is Angel.
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Unable to comprehend that I was having this discussion with somebody I’d only just met, I could only gape in astonishment. I had never discussed my mother with anyone—ever. It was as though I’d been completely removed from reality. I needed to get a grip. “I’m sorry, do you mind if we talk about something else?”
A flash of something, regret, disappointment maybe, momentarily furrowed his brow. “If you’d prefer. I didn’t mean to cause you further distress.”
“No, its fine. It’s just that I don’t usually … I’m not used to … Damn!” I cursed at my sudden inability to form a complete sentence. “God, I’m sorry. I don’t usually struggle with the art of speaking. I seem to have lost all capacity to function properly.”
He smiled widely, the most wonderful, captivating smile that started out in his eyes before making its way to his delectable mouth. The sexiest smile I’d ever encountered. And then he was laughing, and I was laughing with him.
“You’re exquisite,” he said as the laughter abated, head tilted slightly to the side as if contemplating me. “Even more so than I remembered. I’ve seen three very different and dramatic sides to you, already, Miss Lawson. All of them conflicting and at odds with each other—and all of them equally exquisite. You fascinate me.”
I flushed slightly at his flattering comments. “Three sides?”
“Yes,” he said. “You’re exhilaratingly beautiful when you’re relaxed and laughing in the spirit of the moment, yet delicately beautiful when sad and vulnerable.” He paused, his awed expression changing to something much darker and more sensual. “And you’re at your most beguiling and spellbinding when you’re surrendering yourself to your most sensual and carnal desires. A woman who knows what she wants and is daring enough to explore her fantasies in order to satisfy her cravings is an enormous turn-on. Being part of that experience was the most erotic moment of my life. It drove me crazy when you came for me. You’re the sexiest, most exciting woman I have ever met—or fucked, Miss Lawson.”
Christ, say what’s on your mind, why don’t you? This man clearly had no problems communicating his feelings candidly. I gazed at him, utterly dumbfounded and burning with embarrassment.
“And so easily disconcerted, I see.” A hint of amusement trickled over his luscious lips. “I wouldn’t have figured that on Monday night. Yet another alluring trait, Miss Lawson. You’re full of surprises. Quite simply irresistible.”
“I’m just adjusting to your candidness, Mr. Wilde.”
“Does it upset you?
I paused, thinking about the question. “No.” I answered honestly. Because if anything, I was finding his forthright approach a complete turn on. “But I’ve only met you once before and, until ten minutes ago, wasn’t sure I’d ever lay eyes on you again.”
“Did you hope that you would?”
“You ask a lot of questions.” I smiled in my attempt at digression. “Let me ask you some.”
“Go ahead.” He sipped his coffee, casually unconcerned.
“Who the hell are you?”
Laughing, he reached out to shake my hand formally, his touch sending a current of vibrating sexual energy through my body. “Ethan Wilde, twenty-nine, born in New York. My parents are Richard and Veronica Wilde. I have one brother, Damon, twenty-six. One sister, Abby, twenty-two. I was educated and spent most of my early life in London, as you’ve probably guessed, and I’ve been back and forth between here and the UK ever since. I now live more or less permanently here in Manhattan. Next question.”
“Do you always psychoanalyze and cross-examine the women you casually fuck in storage rooms?” Wow, where the hell did that come from?
A flicker of his brow hinted at surprise. “Well, now it’s I who needs to adjust to your candidness, Miss Lawson. But in answer to your question, I’ve never fucked anybody—casually or otherwise—in a storage room before. Furthermore, until now, nobody’s interested me enough to want to psychoanalyze them … if that’s what I’m doing. You’re a totally unique experience, Angelica.”
5 STEAMY STARS
This book blew my mind. Sucked me in from page one, and kept me on the edge.
I absolutely LOVED Ethan. He is the perfect specimen of a man. He’s smart, successful, and sexy has hell. Best part? He’s a genuine good guy.
Angel is a photographer with her own gallery, trying to run from the past she can’t forget, thanks to her father and brothers. Her only means of escape are getting lost in her work and meaningless, no-strings-attached sex.
Until a chance encounter at a restaurant forces her to re-evaluate everything she thinks she believes.
Ethan and Angel had chemistry from the moment they laid eyes on each other. Literally, no words needed and you could feel the heat between them. They are off the charts sexy together. This book is full of absolute panty-melting scenes. But that’s not all. There is a ton of emotion and some suspense (which I LOVE!) as well.
Kendra does a fantastic job displaying Angels emotions. Angel is a very sweet character, who at times seems like a bit of a doormat, but only when it comes to her family. She’s also a bit naive, only in an endearing sort of way.
Ethan is kind, considerate, did I mention sexy as hell? He’s also persistent when it comes to Angel. But as we get deeper into the story, I get the feeling there’s a little more to Mr. Wilde than Kendra lets on in book 1.
That being said, this is the first in the series, so there is a bit of a cliffhanger. Overall, I very thoroughly enjoyed every part of this book and am anxiously awaiting book 2!
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About the Author…
Kendra Leigh fell in love with books and the wonderful world of reading from a very young age. She was at her happiest when Enid Blyton whisked her away up into the magical lands at the top of the Faraway Tree with Moon-face and the rest of the gang. Books have been her constant source of escapism ever since. Currently residing in the UK, Kendra devotes her life to her devilishly handsome partner, scandalously beautiful daughter and cute as hell Shih-Tzu. As well as writing and reading, Kendra loves great TV, especially Dexter and Breaking Bad. Bound for Hell is her debut novel and book one of The Bound Trilogy.
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