Captive at Christmas Spotlight!

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After a particularly harsh break-up, Hannah Magnus decides to spend Christmas away from her Vancouver home, enjoying a little time for herself, and picking up the pieces of her broken heart. She crosses the border into Washington State and locates the idyllic cabin that will serve as her home for the next two weeks.

Mackenzie Dunlop is a man of action and reaction. A creation of his past and his profession. When he travels to the cabin he rented to stay in until the repairs on his house are complete, there is a surprise waiting…and Mac loathes surprises.

Thrown together in the least likely of circumstances, Mac and Hannah find solace in each other after a harrowing event. But the future holds no promise for either of them. Distance and circumstances stand in their way. Will love prevail? Or will Hannah and Mac remain two solitary souls sharing love and memories, living separate lives?

Amazon:

US:http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00H8XOCEC

UK:http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00H8XOCEC

CA:http://www.amazon.ca/dp/B00H8XOCEC

Author links:

Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Danielle-Taylor/217716295040976

Twitter:https://twitter.com/DTaylor_Author

Blog:http://authordtaylor.wordpress.com/

Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19226935

WattPad:http://www.wattpad.com/user/authordanielletaylor

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Bio: Author. Coffee Addict. Reader. Supporter of indie authors, troops, cake makers, and more. Danielle Taylor is the author of the Captive Hearts Series and the WattPad sensation Falling for You, which broke 100,000 reads in less than a week.

Excerpt 1:

Someone was in the room with him.

Mac dropped to the floor with the gun in his hands. A large whirlpool tub came into view on his left, in the corner of the room. An empty wineglass sat on the edge. Soft cinnamon tresses dangled over the side of the tub, resting on the step.

Using stealth afforded to him from years of tactical training, Mackenzie edged nearer to assess the threat. When he reached the steps of the tub, he knelt, eyes narrowed. He took a fortifying breath and pushed himself up slowly, powerful thighs raising him evenly and without pause or strain.

Creamy pale skin poked out from the rapids in the tub…belonging to a woman. His eyes widened as the swell of her cleavage was jostled by the streams of water. Though she had the appearance of an angel and not that of a hired hit-man – or rather, woman – Mac knew better. Evil knew no bounds, ignored prejudices, race, and gender.

After a moment’s thought, he settled himself on the edge of the tub and held the muzzle less than an inch from her temple.

Excerpt 2:

The man smoothed away her discomfort like a master musician playing an instrument. Hannah moaned, a soft, breathy sound. In one swift motion he flipped Hannah onto her back, covering her body with his. They sunk deeper into the mattress.

Inches from her face, he stared at her, unease flickering in his eyes. Warmth from his breath brushed her lips, flaring a spark of desire. One calloused fingertip grazed an invisible line from her throat, along the edge of her jaw, coming to a hesitant pause at her lips. Hannah ached anew, tremors of need spiraling down to her core. The strength of her body’s reaction for this man boggled her mind.

He stroked her lips, tracing their plumpness. “I shouldn’t…” He cursed under his breath. “I shouldn’t be touching you like this.”

“Why are you?” she pushed.

Tense and guarded again, he rose and stalked out of the room.

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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