TORTURED by N.M. Catalano
Publishing: February 20th
Romantic Erotic Suspense, Romantic Erotica, Contemporary Women’s
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“”Tortured” is NOT your run of the mill romance… Hell No! It’s sizzling hot to a point of INFERNO… you have been warned… PROCEED WITH CAUTION! N.M. Catalano does not do light romance… definitely NOT her M.O.! She will grip all your senses and thrust passion with so much force you will be gasping for air! She lives up to her reputation as the Queen Of Erotica…” Pauline, Passionate About Books Blog
“Tests the limits of your emotions! From love to hate – from understanding to condemnation! Unrestrained – Primitive – RAW.” Joy, A Wonderful World Of Words Blog
“This overarching story has been building from Page 1 of Canvas. The tension is building and the pieces are starting to fit into place. The writing … N.M Catalano you are amazing.” Cat, Amazon Reviewer
They say I have demons.
They say I’m dangerous.
They’re right about that. The four of us, that’s what we do.
They say I have no emotions.
I feel everything, maybe more than you.
They said I shouldn’t fall in love with a married woman.
They’re right about that, too. It wasn’t part of the assignment.
But I did.
Now they want her.
My demons are going to destroy them.
There once was a girl who believed in fairytales.
They all came true.
With contracts and lies and deceit.
There is a woman who cries herself to sleep.
Who lives a lie behind a beautiful mask.
There is a woman who almost gave up.
But then her prince charming came.
He is everything she needs.
Mysterious, dark, dangerous, who makes her do things, things that would shock you.
Everything that she needs.
There is a woman who belongs to someone else, who can never leave.
There is a woman who is imprisoned by deals and money and power.
There is a woman who loves a man she cannot have.
There is a man and a woman who will be destroyed.
I have rules.
1. Don’t get attached.
2. Wear the right heels.
3. Don’t. Trust. Anyone.
That all went to hell when my life collided with the men of The Program.
It seems if one isn’t threatening me, the other wants to save me.
Everything was fine. Until it wasn’t.
I used to have control. When Snake got a hold of me, it seemed control took a permanent vacation with no forwarding number.
That’s just fine. He’s handed me carte blanche to use him. I’ll use him alright, I’ll let him think he’s the knight in shining armor riding in to save me.
Beware Snake Priest, the Queen Of Hell will always burn the Priest.
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**18+, very strong sexual content, very strong language, MFM. Suspense, a bit dark, BDSM, and absolutely intended for mature audiences, cliffhanger**
TORTURED, Book 3 in The Program series
“Take Her Pain Away” Teaser
“You said you were scared. I want to find out why.” It’s the goddamn truth. Her eyes dart back to mine.
I mean it, and I’ll do whatever it takes. I have to.
“You do?” her words are barely a whisper.
She raises her free hand and touches the cut on my lip. “What happened?”
I’m not going to tell her what happened at the Ink & Arms Expo, or the mission. She can’t know the real reason we’d gone, or what we really are. She won’t know what I’m doing now.
Her expression is full of emotion, but not the same as she’d come in with. My entire body is rigid. For her.
“Take your clothes off, Sasha.” I squeeze her wrist. Her mouth parts slightly to let the tip of her tongue peek out and swipe along her lower lip. “I want to watch Bull fuck you.” She sucks in a long breath as a flush creeps along her face and chest.
Her gaze slides to Bull sitting in one of the dining room chairs.
“Hey little lady. Been a rough day?” he asks with a genuine smile on his face.
He likes Sasha. He saw through her bullshit spoiled brat façade like I did.
I don’t like Sasha. And it pisses me off.
“Yeah, not the best day.” She smiles a little timidly and shrugs her shoulder slightly.
“Well, darlin’, we’ll make it better,” he grins. It’s filled with promises of his big cock and filthy things.
I let her wrist free. “I’ve got some questions.” Her attention turns back to me. “I said. Take. Off. Your fucking. Clothes.” My voice is calm and steely as I pinch one of her nipples through her expensive jacket. She bites her lower lip.
She begins to unbutton her pretty pink jacket. “What kind of questions?”
The jacket is worn as a shirt with nothing but a bra underneath. The sight of her voluptuous cleavage makes my dick throb.
“First, why are you still dressed?”
She clamps her mouth shut as her chest rises and falls in anticipation. She lets her jacket drop to the floor as she unzips her skirt and lets it pool at her feet, then she looks at me questioningly. I grip her bra on either side where it meets in the middle and tear it open, then yank her panties down her legs. She’s stunned. I want everything off of her, everything that made her what she was today, every reminder of what I saw in her face looking back at me. I don’t want any of that hurt and pain touching her. Placing a hand between her tits, I shove her back gently. Bull catches her as she lands in a heap on his lap. I crouch at her feet and pull her shoes off and throw them behind me, then tug her stockings down her legs. Gathering all of her clothes, I walk to the trash and deposit them.
“What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly.
“Today is gone.”
Because I might the spawn of Satan, but I hated seeing her like that.
She blinks at me, surprised and unsure. Then her face softens as a tear slips down her cheek.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“Take out Bull’s cock, Sasha.”
She stares as the command registers, trying to catch up with me. Then she settles herself in front of him on her knees between his massive thighs and opens his pants. He lifts his hips to let her pull them down his legs.
“Everything. Take everything off him. We’re going to be a while.” She looks at me over her bare shoulder. “That’s right, doll. We’re going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”
Her nipples tighten as she sucks in a breath.
I’m going to take her pain away. If the only way I can do that is by fucking it out of her, then I’ll fuck her until it’s gone.
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N.M. Catalano is an Amazon bestselling multi-published author.
She spent many years in the corporate world, and owned several businesses. Having been fortunate to have such varied exposures, she had many opportunities to be exposed to different societies and cultures. After years of studying people and lifestyles, her fascination comes to life in the pages of her stories.
“I am just a woman, like many of you, who has lived through beauty and ugliness, happiness, (sometimes extreme), and sadness, (sometimes heart wrenching), and have grown to love life and myself even more. I write because I love the characters, I am madly and hopelessly in love with them and want to share them with the world. Life is beautiful and is meant to be enjoyed day by day, sometimes you have to pick out the good stuff with a magnifying glass like a needle in a haystack, but enjoyed none the less. The stories that I put on paper, I think, help us to find that enjoyment a little bit more.
I am just a woman who is in love with love… <3”
SINNER by Sierra Simone
Cover Reveal: Feb. 2
Release Date: March 15th
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs
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I’m not a good man, and I’ve never pretended to be. I don’t believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn’t paid for in advance.
What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18.
They have words for men like me—playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser.
My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me.
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Sierra Simone is a USA Today Bestselling former librarian (who spent too much time reading romance novels at the information desk.) She lives with her husband and family in Kansas City.
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