by Amber Bardan
Releasing
June 13th 2016
Carina Press
Carina Press
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Didn’t
You Promise (Bad for You, #2) . . .
Anticipation may have clouded my judgement but awaiting for this one to come out was like waiting for 'American Idol' to come to an end and the new season to start again. After reading the first book in this series, I have been waiting like a good little reader for this one to hit the electronic air waves. You must read the first book before this one. You will got so much more out of it.
I don't see things exactly as other see them and what I found inside these pagers was just utterly emotional engaging. Tormented torture. Aggravating anger. Bitter/broken bite of betrayal. Understanding, acceptance, persecution, desolation, and despair. There were just touching a few steps of the emotional gambit entered, processed, claimed, and dealt as I read through this one.
Angelina had given up much to be with the one man that made her feel completely alive. Haithem feels the weight of having the one thing in this world threatened because of him.
This read was one ride after the next of twist, turns, discovery, revelations, and much more. I wonder what is in store next for the author, the characters, and this series.
Bad for You series:
Did'nt I Warn You - Bad for You, #1
Did't You Promise - Bad for You, #2
Blurb
He always keeps his promises.
He always keeps his promises.
Angelina
has sacrificed everything to be with the man she loves. Forced to abandon her
family, and even her own identity, Angelina depends on Haithem as never before.
With no more secrets between them, Haithem has become the source of all her
needs. Sexually. Emotionally.
But
not even Haithem can hide forever.
While
they're sneaking across borders, avoiding persecution from everyone who would
see Haithem dead and his prototype stolen, the media fascination surrounding
Angelina's disappearance continues to mount.
For
Angelina, it's a brutal reminder of what she's left behind and the pain she's
caused to those who believe her dead or held against her will.
To
Haithem, it's a warning: he stands to lose the one person left in his life he
loves beyond measure. The hunt won't be called off until his enemies have
destroyed him, his life's work and everyone involved—including Angelina.
He
has only one choice. He's promised to protect her. And Haithem always keeps his
promises.
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“What about an apple?” I held up the reddest
of the two, rotating it back and forth.
I
could practically see the thoughts
hammering his head the same way they did mine. Maybe his were less obvious, his
torment only visible because I witnessed the change in him.
“A
cola?”
He
rested a hand on my thigh. “You eat. I’ll have something when we stop.”
I
set the cooler down between my legs, keeping the apple but laying my other hand
on his.
“Hmm,”
I said.
He
glanced at me. “What?”
“I
guess I’m just disappointed.”
He
frowned hard enough to make me pity the thing that dared disappoint me. I guess
there was more evil in me than I’d known.
“Why?”
I
sighed as audibly as possible. “Someone swore to fulfill my needs later…” I
rubbed the apple against my lips, inhaling its sweetness. “But you’ve been
driving all day—and haven’t eaten since six a.m.” I suppressed the spasm
forming in my throat, and held my lips even. “Frankly, I don’t believe it’s
going to be everything I was guaranteed.”
The
brakes squeaked. We jerked to a halt behind the car stopping in front of us.
Traffic hummed and groaned outside the car. Inside, silence screamed electric.
The
hand beneath mine tightened over my knee.
I
took a bite of apple to keep from choking on a laugh.
“Is
that so?” he asked, his voice more honeyed than the fruit dissolving over my
tongue. “And to think I thought you were sweet.”
Haithem
turned my hand, raised it and clamped his teeth over the fleshy mound on my
palm below my thumb. I gasped, the sting just enough to remind me he had bite.
How easily he could chew right through me just like the apple I held, if he
ever decided to use his teeth on me.
“Now,
when I’m good and ready—” He turned
his face towards me, let me catch the wicked promise in his eyes. “—I’m going
to fuck you like you're not."
Oh, sweet Jesus.
He’d
been taking it easy on me all this time? He released my hand and pried the
apple from my fingers.
Then
ate the apple whole.
I’d
never seen someone eat an apple that way—from top to bottom, core and all.
He
ate the freaking stem.
He
actually ate the stem.
Who
eats the stem?
Apparently,
Haithem eats stems. I reached between my knees and pulled a cola from the
cooler, cracked the lid and took a gulp. Served me right. I got what I
wanted…and now I’d get what I wanted…
If
I could survive it.
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Info
After spending years imagining fictional adventures, Amber Bardan finally found a way to turn daydreaming into a productive habit. She now spends her time in a coffee-fueled adrenaline haze, writing romance with a thriller edge.
After spending years imagining fictional adventures, Amber Bardan finally found a way to turn daydreaming into a productive habit. She now spends her time in a coffee-fueled adrenaline haze, writing romance with a thriller edge.
She lives with her husband and children in
semi-rural Australia, where if she peers outside at the right moment she might
just see a kangaroo bounce by.
Amber is an award winning writer, Amazon
Bestselling Author, and member of Romance Writers of Australia, Melbourne
Romance Writers Guild, and Writers Victoria.
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