Secrets and Sins: Malachim
by Naima Simone
Entangled Publishing September 2013
Quote: “Emotional, suspenseful, and sexy, with wonderful
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Title: Secrets and Sins: Malachim
Author: Naima
Simone
Genre: Romantic
Suspense
Release
Date: September
2013
Imprint: Ignite
Books an Entangled Publishing Imprint
Secrets and Sins: Malachim BCC:
Looking
like sin and smelling like trouble…
When Danielle Warren
shows up on Boston attorney Malachim Jerrod’s doorstep looking for a job, his
first thought is trouble. Well, actually his first thought is how does a woman
with the face of a saint have the voice of a sex phone operator? But sexy
trouble or not, he’s desperate for a paralegal to help keep his struggling law
office afloat. Can the boss keep his distance from the silk of his employee’s
skin, the siren lure of her body…or ignore the haunting vulnerability in her eyes.
She’s
the last thing he needs…
Danielle’s name is
not her own, but the new identity finally allows her to take control of her
life, make her own decisions, and she refuses to allow anything—even an
unwanted hunger for her new employer—to distract her. Distraction is as
dangerous as the desire she spies in Malachim’s gaze and the need that renders
her defenseless to his touch. But the shadowy figure stalking her every move
and growing more violent by the day makes letting her guard down impossible.
But
the only one he desires…
Danger is on the hunt, threatening the boss she’s falling in love with.
Should she fight for the future of her dreams or flee to save Malachim’s life?
Danielle must make a decision. Because her lies are unraveling. And some
secrets can kill…
Secrets and Sins: Malachim
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Naima
Simone’s Bio:
Naima Simone is a multi-published author in
contemporary and erotic romance. She’s a member of RWA’s Southern Magic
chapter, mother of the Dynamic Duo, lover of everything Vin Diesel and wife to
the fabulous husband who tolerates this affair. Come visit Naima on her website,
Facebook,
Twitter and Goodreads.
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Excerpt:
Silence reigned in the cab. Malachim
wedged his body into the corner of the backseat, sprawling his legs as far as
the cramped space would allow. In the close quarters, he studied her exotic
profile. The high brow; thin, aristocratic nose just a shade too long by
conventional beauty standards; the wide mouth with its full bottom lip; and the
small, stubborn chin. His gaze dropped to the elegant, tightly clenched hands
on her lap. Even in the shadows, he noted the paler skin stretched over her
knuckles. Did she fear him? God, the thought caused the alcohol in his gut to
roil and pitch.
“Danielle.” He’d deliberately
softened his voice, yet she flinched as if he’d roared her name.
“Yes,” she said, keeping her head
averted, continuing to stare out the side window.
“Look at me.” He paused. “Please.”
Her shoulders stiffened, and her
fingers were clenched so hard, he feared they wouldn’t easily straighten. After
several seconds, when her head turned in his direction, his lungs relaxed.
God, he longed to touch her.
Yes, he would be a eunuch and a
flaming liar if he denied he wanted her beneath him, straining against his body
as he thrust deep into soft, hot flesh he knew would squeeze his cock in the
sweetest, tightest embrace. He craved it. Woke up in cold sweats from dreaming
about it. But this… This need swelling within his chest now was gentler but no
less hungry. No less desperate.
He yearned to rub his thumb over the
hard line her mouth had become, coaxing the sensual fullness to appear once
again. More than the next critical beat of his heart, he desired to brush his
lips over her brow, ease the panic and pain in her eyes, and replace them with
pleasure. With wonder. With joy.
What would Danielle look like
carefree, laughing…unburdened?
Jesus, he wanted to know.
He straightened from his slouch, at
the same time shifting closer to her. Carefully, unhurriedly, determined not to
spook her. Not to threaten her.
In the darkness, her eyes widened,
and her breath quickened. At any other time, he would’ve backed off. But not
tonight. As much as he needed to have her sun-kissed skin under his fingers,
she needed to understand—believe—he would take a blade to his own hand before
harming her.
Gently, he cupped the nape of her
neck. Pressed a thumb into the side of her throat and circled. She went rigid
beneath his hand and loosed a tiny whimper.
“Shh,” he crooned. “No, look at me,”
he tenderly ordered when her lashes fluttered. He had to see her eyes, had to
be able to detect if his caress became too much for her to bear. Even more, he
had to see the moment the fear bled from her beautiful dark gaze and trust
entered.
“Thank you,” he murmured, staring
into the brown depths. Yes, panic still lingered, but so did another emotion…an
emotion that set his heart racing for his throat. “I would never hurt you,” he
said. “Not that way. I may be an asshole sometimes and kick the hell out of
your feelings, but I’ll never hurt you in the way that makes you shake under my
hand.” He slid his hand into her hair, loosening the bun and cradling her head.
And had to bite back his groan at the sensuous glide of her heavy hair over his
hand and wrist. “You’re safe with me. I promise,” he said hoarsely.
