Monday, August 17, 2015

Title: Conscience
Series: The Bellator Saga #2
Author: Cecilia London
Genre: Political Fiction/Erotic Thriller/Erotic Romance
 Release Date: August 17, 2015


An escape plan foiled…

A determined woman…

One last tiny sliver of hope...

Jack will find me.

The Fed wants answers. And Caroline is determined not to provide them. They pull out all the stops, testing her sanity, testing her strength, testing her humanity.

Jack will find me.

Subject to cruel and merciless treatment at the hands of a government she once trusted, Caroline clings to her sole lifeline, her only chance at maintaining her tenuous hold on reality: her memories of her husband, Jack, her children, Marguerite and Sophie, and the friends who mean the world to her.

Jack will find me.

But what happens when hope starts to fade? How long until her interrogators cross over into the unspeakable sadism she fears? How long before she finally breaks apart?

Part Two of a Six Part Saga. Conscience (approximately 120,000 words) is not a standalone and must be read after the first book, Dissident (currently free for Kindle). All books in the series end in a cliffhanger. For readers 18+. This book contains adult situations including graphic violence, explicit (consensual) sex and light BDSM, psychological and physical trauma, and an oftentimes raw, dark, and gritty plot.

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Jack knelt down to kiss her again, and did it for long enough that she strongly considered yanking on his tie and pulling him into the water with her. Which may have happened before.

“Don’t even think about it,” he murmured against her lips.

Caroline pulled away from him and sighed dramatically. “Honestly, you drag a fully clothed man into a pool with you once and he never lets you forget it.”

“You wrecked a five thousand dollar suit.”

“Your five thousand dollar suits are a dime a dozen.”

“That sounds a lot like math. I thought lawyers didn’t do math.”

She laughed. “I do. Only when necessary, though.”

He crouched down to kiss her again. “This suit is probably destroyed anyway but I have no desire to be a sopping wet mess, if you catch my drift.”

She made a pouty face. “You’re no fun.”

Instead of laughing at her expression as he usually did, Jack gave her an intense look. “You know, this pool is awfully deserted. Might not be the safest place for a vulnerable woman to be alone. Any perverted old man is liable to come in here and have his way with you.”

Caroline tipped her head back into the water and smoothed her hair out. He wanted to play. She could play. They hadn’t seen each other in several days. Nothing like getting back on the horse. “I should be so lucky.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really?”

“Of course.”

“Be careful what you wish for.”

“I’ll take my chances,” she said, lazily gliding back into the water. She floated toward the middle of the pool, enjoying the silence, grinning when she heard a small splash. It only took a moment before the water churned and Jack’s arm was around her waist. She lifted herself up and he pulled her toward him.

“Well, well,” he said. “Look what we have here.”

“May I help you?”

“Just here to swim some laps.”

Caroline felt him press against her hip. “In the nude?”

“Does that bother you?”

“Most people wear a suit to swim.”

“Not me. And I lied. I’m not here to swim.”

Her heart skipped a beat. “Why are you here?”

“For you,” Jack said quietly. “I’ve been watching you.”

“You have?”

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