Title: The Master of Blackmoor
Author: Julie Shelton
Series: Standalone Title
Genre: Erotic Gothic Regency Romance w/
BDSM Elements M/F
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: May 23 2017
Edition/Formats: 1st Edition/Format~
eBook
Source: Author for Book Promotion
Danielle Dulac has just been sacked after
spurning her employer’s lecherous advances. Penniless and without references,
she is desperate to acquire the position of governess at Esterly House on the
bleak Yorkshire moors. When the mail coach slides into a ditch in the middle of
a blizzard, she is forced to seek shelter at the nearest house, Blackmoor
Hall.
But visitors are not welcome at Blackmoor
Hall and she gets sent to the stables to shelter from the storm. She is jerked
out of sound slumber by a snow-blasted horse bursting into the stall, practically
trampling her beneath his slashing hooves.
Anthony Markham, the Duke of Blackmoor, has
just returned home after six months of dissolute living in London. He is surly,
sarcastic, enigmatic, and hostile. And the most sensuous man Danielle has ever
met. The attraction between them is instantaneous, combustible…and forbidden.
Though a descendant of French nobility, Danielle is still a mere governess and
Anthony Markham is a Duke.
When the position at Esterly House falls
through, she has nowhere to go and faces a bleak future. To her shock, it’s
Anthony Markham who comes to her rescue, offering her a position as governess
to his four-year-old son, Geoffrey. Against her better judgment, she
accepts.
She soon discovers that the Master of Blackmoor
is haunted by a dark and tragic past filled with lies, betrayal and death.
Unfortunately, the past is not over. Evil stalks Blackmoor Hall. The danger is
escalating and all the clues point to the Duke himself.
As the passion between Anthony and Danielle
rages out of control, so does the peril they face. Will they solve this mystery
in time? Or will it wind up destroying them both?
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Excerpt:
“Do you trust me, my darling wife?”
She licked lips that had suddenly gone dry
as apprehension twisted her insides. “Aye, husband. Why?”
“There were other things in that book we
both read.”
“You mean, Memoirs of a Courtesan?”
“Yes. And others like it. Things that we
haven’t mentioned before. Things I like to do.”
“Which things?” she asked, although she was
pretty sure she knew. Wanton things. Wicked things. Potentially dangerous
things. And as her pulses fluttered, her belly did a slow roll and she was
forced to admit to herself that some of those things had intrigued her.
He didn’t answer her. Instead he simply
continued as if she hadn’t spoken. “Do you trust me enough to let me cover your
eyes?” He held up his hand to show the length of his snow-white cravat draped
over his fingers. “With this?”
Mouth parched, she licked her lips again,
the breath frozen in her lungs. She stared at the scarf as if transfixed. He
wants to blindfold me? Berating herself for even considering such a dangerous
thing, she was, indeed, considering it. Apprehension warred with anticipation
as she wavered for less than two seconds.
“Yes.” It was more of a croak than a word.
Anthony approached her, lifting the scarf
and placing it over her eyes, tying it at the back of her head. She sat, hands
in her lap, her breathing shallow, waiting for his next order. He stepped back,
looking down at her. The sight of his beautiful Danielle, submitting to him,
trusting him enough to allow herself to be helpless before him, brought a lump
to his throat and a painful tightness in his chest. He could hardly wait to see
her bound hand and foot to their bed, waiting for him to ravish her.
“Scoot up onto the bed and lie on your
back,” he directed, his voice as hoarse as if it had been ground between two
millstones. As she scrambled up to the head of the bed to do his bidding, he
climbed onto the mattress and crawled up behind her. “Do you trust me,
Danielle,” he asked again.
She swallowed. Hard. “Yes, Anthony, I trust
you.”
“Enough to let me bind your hands?”
That little prickle of anticipation became
a roaring fire, setting every nerve ending ablaze as she absorbed the
implication of his words. She would be completely helpless, totally at his
mercy, forced to rely on his good judgment.
“Yes,” she whispered.
His heart twisted. Her faith in him
just…demolished him. With great tenderness, he tied a scarf around each wrist
and tethered them to the posts at the ends of the headboard. To see her lying
there, bound and blindfolded, submissive to his will… Tears stung his eyes and
he had to press his lips together to keep them from trembling. “God’s blood, my
sweet wife. You have no idea how beautiful you look. Submitting to me like
this… It’s a gift I will treasure always. As I treasure you. Do you believe I
would never hurt you? That I will give you nothing but pleasure?”
“Yes, my love.”
“Spread your legs.”
Author Information:
From fairies in the garden at age 9 to
handcuffs in the boudoir at age 60, Julie’s writing has run
the gamut. In between she managed to graduate cum laude with a B.A. in French
from Georgia State University followed by a Master’s Degree in Library Science
from Emory University. Having thus procured these two necessary but ultimately
irrelevant pieces of paper, she
launched a successful career as a
children’s librarian, followed by an even more successful career as a professional
storyteller and puppeteer. She published Kidstuff, an award-winning, monthly
newsletter, as well as a book, Puppets, Poems and Songs, both major language arts
resource for early childhood
educators.
At various points in her life, if asked
what she would like to be, her answer would have been (in rough
chronological order, since some of these lofty ambitions overlapped): a fairy,
a princess, a ballerina, Nancy Drew, Cherry Ames, a paleontologist,
Scarlett O’Hara, thin and beautiful, an
actress, and a writer. Now, at age 73, her
answer to that question would most
likely be,
“younger”.
Followed closely, of course by bestselling author. Oh, and a princess. Some dreams die hard.
Followed closely, of course by bestselling author. Oh, and a princess. Some dreams die hard.
Now retired, Julie lives in a suburb of
Atlanta, Georgia.
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Other Books by Julie
Shelton
Passion's
Dream (Book 1)
Passion's
Fury (Book 2)
Passion's
Hope (Book 3)
Passion's
Triumph (Book 4)
Passion's
Magic (Book 5)
The Alpha Chronicles AKA
Loving Sarah Series
Standalone
Title/s
Julie Shelton writing as A.J.
Steele
Mastering the Professor
Series
Taken
in Her Office (Book 1)
Taken
on the Dinner Table (Book 2)
Training
to be Taken (Book 3)
Taken
to the Edge (Book 4)
Taken
in Public (Book 5)
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