To celebrate the release of award winning book, The Hostage, book 4 in The Protectors Series, Sunday Snippets would like to welcome Carolyn Wren.
Do you love secret agents? Determined females? Strong heroic men?
Do you like your romance tinged with danger?
Leave a comment to win a free copy of this exciting new book.
Welcome to the Sunday Snippets.
-Please
tell us your pen name. Your book title,
genre type, and series name, if applicable.
Pen Name: Carolyn Wren
Book title: The Hostage (The
Protectors Book 4)
Genre: Romantic Suspense
-3
words to describe yourself.
Scorpio,
Positive, Short!
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people you would like to thank.
I
would like to thank Secret Cravings Publishing for taking a chance on a new
author. Dawne Dominique for the amazing
covers on this series, and my beloved husband, Guy,
for his constant support.
-1
sentence to describe your book.
A
deadly female covert operative, known for her secretive and obsessively private
nature comes up against the man she rescued, who is determined to track her
down and learn all her secrets.
-An
excerpt from your book.
He was kneeling. Although the
word seems to signify submission, there was nothing submissive in the pose. His
knees were spread apart to balance his weight, his body bent backwards to equal
out the pressure on his spine the awkward position created.
Strong muscular calves and
knees had borne the brunt of the unforgiving gravel floor with spots of darkness
staining the ground that appeared to be blood. His torso was equally powerful. Highly
developed stomach muscles, tattooed by grime, were defined by the upraised position
of his arms.
His plight had been made
as brutal as possible. His hands were clasped in thick chains suspended from
the high ceiling, arranged at such a height that if he relaxed, his arm muscles
and tendons would tear from the continuous pull of his body. To gain any
comfort at all in his shoulders, he had to take his weight on his thighs. The strain
of holding such a position would be excruciating.
At first glance, Omega
thought he was dead. But then he would be relaxed and slumped. He wasn't. He
braced himself in an effort to achieve what comfort he could, which was little comfort
at all.
She could see the faint puff
of his ragged breath in the chill of the room, and the shallow rise and fall of
his chest. His breathing had been made almost impossible due to his stretched
arms restricting his lung capacity. She knew he must be in agony, his face
battered, one eye totally shut, his lips cut and bleeding. Looking at his
hands, swollen due to lack of blood flow, she wondered if he would be able to
use them if needed.
He looked like a pagan
sacrifice, his head down, his body tensed and naked, waiting for some mythical
god to come and take away his suffering.
For all you kindle and nook lovers, The Hostage will be available in e-book format from next week at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Bookstrand, Allromanceebooks and Smashwords.
A print version will be available later this year (exciting!)
It is currently available on the Secret Cravings Publishing site. But leave a comment and you can have it for free.
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