Title: Neil Author: Sybil Bartel
Series: Uncompromising #2
Publisher: Self-Published
Release Date: August 22, 2016
Genre: Erotic Romance, Romantic Suspense
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Ex-Danish Military Special Forces, built like a legend, and uncompromising in every way—Neil Christensen didn’t walk into my life. The Viking-sized warrior crashed it like a hurricane.
The moment he showed up at my strip club, my life fell to shit. South Florida's most ruthless motorcycle gang, the cops, the Feds—they all want something I don’t have, something the Viking took from me.
I thought I could run, but the motorcycle gang caught me. Now the only thing standing between me and an unmarked grave is a warrior I don’t trust.
I’m not afraid to die, but I am terrified of weathering the storm. Because when a Viking decides to unleash his fury, no one is going to come out unscathed.
Warning: This book contains alpha heroes, offensive language, violence and sexual situations. Mature audiences only. 18+
Title: Neil
Series: Uncompromising #2
Author: Sybil Bartel
Cover Design: CT Cover Creations
Genre: Erotic Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 22, 2016
Excerpt
“Turn around, Ariella.” His quiet command took up my whole living room.
Ignoring him would only draw attention to the wounded heart I desperately hid. I was never again going to let a man take my trust and crush it. Being left with a newborn and bills was one thing, but falling for a warrior like Viking? That was emotional suicide. So I sucked in a breath, pasted on a bored expression and turned.
Viking’s gaze swept across my face like he could read my thoughts then he did something completely out of character for him. He shook his head.
My face burned. “What?”
He tipped his chin toward Conner’s room. “Go. Check on your son.”
Refusing to let him get to me, I strode to what used to be my mother’s bedroom and went to the crib pushed into a corner. Perfectly tucked in, his little security blanket folded next to him in case he woke up, my baby was sound asleep. Awareness crawled up my spine and I glanced over my shoulder.
Viking stood in the doorway.
I left a kiss on Conner’s forehead and tiptoed back out. Viking let me pass then pulled the door shut.
I’d never been more aware of another man—the reach of his arm, the crisp fabric of his shirt, the control in his movements. He took up my entire hallway and left me no room to breathe. “Thanks for putting him down,” I murmured, forcing the words past my lips.
In a stance that belied the sheer strength of him, Viking casually leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. For the first time, he let his eyes wander. Dropping his gaze to my lips, he did a slow sweep down my neck, across my breasts and over my hips. He took in the length of my bare legs and heat flushed across my skin as if he were touching every inch of me.
“Are you frightened of me?” His deep, quiet voice didn’t bend the silence, it owned it.
Hating how he made me feel both insignificant and like the only woman alive, I tried to swallow past the sudden dryness in my mouth. “No.”
His chest rose with a steady inhale then he pushed off the wall and took a step toward me. “When I ask a question, I want the truth.”
My heart raced and every fantasy I’d ever had of him flew through my mind unchecked. Except none of them left me as terrified and breathless as he was making me now. “Yes,” I whispered. “You scare me.”
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Talon
(Uncompromising #1)
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Talon
I surf.
I fuck.
I pretend to smile.
Two years ago my life was perfect, until it wasn’t. I scattered my wife’s ashes then walked away from the Marines. I didn’t think I had anything left to lose.
I was wrong.
The blonde showed up on my doorstep beaten and stabbed. I did what I was trained to do—I stitched her up. I didn’t have a clue who she was and I told myself I didn’t care. Until they came looking for her.
I swore I’d take my last breath before I let anyone else hurt her, except I didn’t know she was keeping a deadly secret. Now I had two choices, her life or mine.
Marriage and combat taught me the same thing—I was no one’s hero. And I was about to prove it.
About Sybil Bartel
Sybil Bartel grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.
Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…
But Seriously?
Here are ten things you probably really want to know about Sybil.
She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.
Great cover, I look forward to it. Thanks for the giveaway!
This sounds awesome and I love the cover :D..thanks for sharing!!