Title: Ariella’s Escape
Author: Carolee Croft
Genre: Epic Fantasy Romance
Ariella had always believed that the life of a warrior should include indulging in wine and men whenever they were on offer… And in Chaldea, the capital of the old empire, they certainly were.
Especially the man she finds in her bedchamber, a slave provided by her hosts to entertain her
in any way she wishes.
in any way she wishes.
can trust—the slave who was meant only for her pleasure but is much more than he seems.
known in his adult life. When his chance for freedom comes along, his fate is bound to the
noble warrior maiden whose voice and body he cannot resist. Duty calls him to return to his
kingdom, but the journey will take him places that will change him forever.
biggest danger of all may be their fiery attraction to each other and the secret that will draw a
dividing line between them.
Author Bio
Enchanted by romance on page and screen, I have always tried to write my own versions of the
perfect fairytale. As for real life, I believe I may have already found the man of my dreams, but I stillhaven’t found the dog of my dreams. Currently, I’m obsessed with Italian greyhounds. I can usually
be found enjoying the outdoors or relaxing with a good book on the west coast of Canada.
~ Book Excerpt ~
skin, fine eyebrows and long brown hair, a shade so dark it was nearly black. And his eyes…
like two pieces of a summer sky. She had always been a fool for a blue-eyed man. Judging by
his elegant speech, very likely, he came from a noble lineage but was held here as a hostage to
ensure peace with another kingdom.
“Then what is it, my lady?”
more heady and musk-like tempting her to get closer to his bronzed body. She tried to discern
his age… late twenties perhaps. His forehead was unlined, but there was something about him
that made him appear older, a world-weariness perhaps behind his charming and carefree
disposition.
but this was strange territory with too many possible complications, and she could not afford
to indulge herself on a whim. There was also his status to consider. As a slave, he was
obviously not free in his choices, and she could sympathise with that. Ariella knew she would
loathe being ordered to “entertain” guests in this manner were she in his place.
“Yes,” he replied, a slight hoarseness in his voice
.
His eyes scorched her, and she had to look away.
His eyes scorched her, and she had to look away.
“that is… if you did not want to…”
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