Abduction
By Nicole Hatfield
Genre: Romance / Suspense
Audrey Green's life was going nowhere fast. She didn't think things could get any worse until a stranger at a door proved her wrong.
Mistaken for another woman, Audrey is abducted and thrown into a situation she thought possible only in the movies.
Upon discovering the identity of her gorgeous yet arrogant captor, Audrey is forced to make the hardest decision of her life: Fight for her freedom... or stay and be rewarded.
A simple choice with a huge reward.
Easy decision, right?
Or will her choice and her captor's secret ultimately lead to more danger than she could ever be prepared for?
Mistaken for another woman, Audrey is abducted and thrown into a situation she thought possible only in the movies.
Upon discovering the identity of her gorgeous yet arrogant captor, Audrey is forced to make the hardest decision of her life: Fight for her freedom... or stay and be rewarded.
A simple choice with a huge reward.
Easy decision, right?
Or will her choice and her captor's secret ultimately lead to more danger than she could ever be prepared for?
I bit my lip and moved my hands up his chest towards his neck, encouraging him to continue. I told myself I was only going along with this in hope that it could somehow lead to me being released. I wasn’t closing my eyes to savor the feel of his hands. My increased breathing had nothing to do with over a possible kiss.
The hands resting on my hips tightened and his arms tensed. My stomach did a small flip and I licked my dry lips, waiting for him to close the last few centimeters between his mouth and my own. I opened my eyes just enough to see him through my lowered lashes. He was watching me, his impassive expression had cracked just enough that I could not only see the longing on his face but also a touch of confusion. He was the one that started this, what could he possibly be confused about? Had I misread his intentions? I didn’t have any longer to ponder the situation. My feet left the ground. Literally. Not the figurative way caused by an exceptionally good kiss.
I was upside down, feet in the air, facing the floor and his back side. He had hoisted me over his shoulder to hang like a sack. In the few moments it took me to register what was happening, Liam had already begun walking. The air was pushed out of my lungs, by the shoulder pressed into my stomach, with his every step.
"What are you doing?"
I slapped at his back and shrieked in indignation. I was able to get a rather nice blow to land somewhere near his kidney and he paused only long enough to let his hand come down with a loud thwack on my butt. I stopped my struggles instantly when the sting of his slap registered. He spanked me! Something he was going to pay dearly for as soon as my feet touch the ground again.
The hands resting on my hips tightened and his arms tensed. My stomach did a small flip and I licked my dry lips, waiting for him to close the last few centimeters between his mouth and my own. I opened my eyes just enough to see him through my lowered lashes. He was watching me, his impassive expression had cracked just enough that I could not only see the longing on his face but also a touch of confusion. He was the one that started this, what could he possibly be confused about? Had I misread his intentions? I didn’t have any longer to ponder the situation. My feet left the ground. Literally. Not the figurative way caused by an exceptionally good kiss.
I was upside down, feet in the air, facing the floor and his back side. He had hoisted me over his shoulder to hang like a sack. In the few moments it took me to register what was happening, Liam had already begun walking. The air was pushed out of my lungs, by the shoulder pressed into my stomach, with his every step.
"What are you doing?"
I slapped at his back and shrieked in indignation. I was able to get a rather nice blow to land somewhere near his kidney and he paused only long enough to let his hand come down with a loud thwack on my butt. I stopped my struggles instantly when the sting of his slap registered. He spanked me! Something he was going to pay dearly for as soon as my feet touch the ground again.
Nicole Hatfield is a wife and a mother of 3 amazing children. Realizing her life long dream of being a published writer, she started writing chapter by chapter on an internet forum and soon Abduction was born,
You can find her at Facebook.com/nkhbooks and Twitter: @Author_Nicole_H
You can find her at Facebook.com/nkhbooks and Twitter: @Author_Nicole_H
When I signed up for this blog tour and was given the option to do guest posts, I thought “Sure, I can do guest posts, no problem!” Because in my head I am witty, intelligent, and say amazingly insightful things that everyone wants to read. Then reality hit.
Apparently, I severely over estimated my writing ability and after 4 days of non-stop brain storming, I’ve got nothing. Unless, of course, you all want me to talk about the soundtrack that helped me write my book? No? I didn’t think so. Anyway, I have so much respect for bloggers who can do it on the daily!
Silver Dagger was amazing enough to give me topics. This will make it super easy, right? I just have to tell you something quirky about myself.
This is the part where I sit at my kitchen table and ponder over the last 31 years of my life. There has to be something quirky about me. I’m a writer, after all. Aren’t writers and artists supposed to be quirky? It’s like a requisite to live the writer life. By the way, my soundtrack for this blog is the Jeopardy melody that lets me know I’m running out of time and I need to say something before everyone decides I am neither brilliant nor funny and Silver Dagger starts losing followers. Aaaahh, THE PRESSURE!
Here goes nothing. I, ladies and gentleman, am an expert on all things mermaid. That statement is totally not a lie based on the fact that mermaids are not real and there is no way for you all to fact check. Go ahead ask me anything. I could totally write an encyclopedia on everything I know about mermaids. Probably.
Take this for example, a very little known fact about mermaids is that the reason they prefer salt water to fresh is that their natural enemy is the common mallard who tend to frequent fresh water. See? Expert.
I bet you never expected such a quirky, and totally legit, personality trait. Am I right?
In conclusion, mermaids are awesome, majestic, and really weird if you think about it. I mean, how did they come into existence? Of course, I know the answer but, unfortunately, that is a blog for another day.
You can reach out to me with all your mermaid questions, or enthusiasm over my book, at facebook.com/nkhbooks or on twitter @Author_Nicole_H
Apparently, I severely over estimated my writing ability and after 4 days of non-stop brain storming, I’ve got nothing. Unless, of course, you all want me to talk about the soundtrack that helped me write my book? No? I didn’t think so. Anyway, I have so much respect for bloggers who can do it on the daily!
Silver Dagger was amazing enough to give me topics. This will make it super easy, right? I just have to tell you something quirky about myself.
This is the part where I sit at my kitchen table and ponder over the last 31 years of my life. There has to be something quirky about me. I’m a writer, after all. Aren’t writers and artists supposed to be quirky? It’s like a requisite to live the writer life. By the way, my soundtrack for this blog is the Jeopardy melody that lets me know I’m running out of time and I need to say something before everyone decides I am neither brilliant nor funny and Silver Dagger starts losing followers. Aaaahh, THE PRESSURE!
Here goes nothing. I, ladies and gentleman, am an expert on all things mermaid. That statement is totally not a lie based on the fact that mermaids are not real and there is no way for you all to fact check. Go ahead ask me anything. I could totally write an encyclopedia on everything I know about mermaids. Probably.
Take this for example, a very little known fact about mermaids is that the reason they prefer salt water to fresh is that their natural enemy is the common mallard who tend to frequent fresh water. See? Expert.
I bet you never expected such a quirky, and totally legit, personality trait. Am I right?
In conclusion, mermaids are awesome, majestic, and really weird if you think about it. I mean, how did they come into existence? Of course, I know the answer but, unfortunately, that is a blog for another day.
You can reach out to me with all your mermaid questions, or enthusiasm over my book, at facebook.com/nkhbooks or on twitter @Author_Nicole_H
