Bad Boys of Eden Box Set Day 1: Wild Ride by Opal Carew

150215+Quote+Card+-+OpalCarewHello, and welcome back lovely readers! Today we’re rolling out another blog series, showing off my favorite place, the sensual island of Eden. What’s so special about Eden though? Warm sandy beaches? Clear blue skies? Surf, sun, and splendor? Well, yes, but it’s also full of Bad Boys! From roguish bikers, to MMA fighters, to BDSM doms and more, there’s your new favorite big bad boy toy just waiting for you!

The Bad Boy of Eden box set celebrates some of the hottest stories from the “Sexy As Hell” (- Everyone) Invitation to Eden series! Today we’ll be looking at my own story from the set, Wild Ride, from my Ready to Ride series!

Get swept away in @OpalCarew‘s #hot #biker story “Wild Ride, part of the Bad Boys of Eden ebook box set! http://amzn.to/1aYrUWS #badboy_box

Her friend told her dreams come true at Eden, but this is more like a nightmare.

Marissa is shaken when her bad-assed biker ex-boyfriend begins to stalk her. After receiving an invitation to an exclusive resort called Eden, she jumps at the chance to get away. But even in paradise, she can’t escape the man from her past. As he’s closing in on her, a passing stranger on a motorcycle pulls up and orders her onto his bike. Frightened and willing to take any chance to flee her dangerous ex, she does as he says.Her knight in supple leather manages to lose her ex and take her to a secret hideaway, but now she finds herself overwhelmed by his potent masculinity and submitting completely to his authoritative commands. Killer didn’t want to be her saviour. He had problems of his own. But once Marissa’s under his protection, he will do whatever he can to keep her safe. Even force her to face her deepest fears.

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The next morning, Marissa decided to leave the castle and go into the little town nearby.

Apparently, there was a marketplace where she could buy souvenirs and postcards, have her fortune told, buy some unique artwork, and enjoy some quaint little cafes and restaurants.

She wore a short denim skirt and blouse over her bikini, intending to take a walk along the beach near the town in the afternoon and go for a swim. She finished her lemonade in the little café overlooking the ocean, having just finished a lunch salad. After paying her bill, she left the restaurant, and headed toward the fortune teller’s she’d seen earlier.

“Marissa.”

As the sound of that voice, her blood ran cold. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Rip, big as life in his faded jeans and black T-shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal his tattooed arms, standing about thirty yards behind her. Her eyes widened as she stood frozen to the spot.

Then he stepped toward her. Her heart lurched and she raced forward, running past the booths and heading toward the street. Traffic passed by ahead and all she could think of was finding a policeman to protect her.

But when she reached the road, she gazed around, searching, but could see no one in uniform anywhere. Her heart pounded as she glanced behind her at Rip closing the distance between them. She raced along the street, then around a corner.

A big black motorcycle pulled in front of her. The driver glanced her way, his eyes hidden by dark, reflective aviator shades.

“Get on the bike,” he said in a hard, commanding voice.

She glanced over her shoulder at Rip heading her way.

“Now,” the biker demanded.

Automatically obeying his authoritative tone, she hopped on the bike behind him, then wrapped her arms around his waist as the bike lurched forward. She glanced at Rip’s face as he raced toward her, the expression on his face one of shock.

“No, Marissa. Don’t trust him,” he shouted after them.

At least, that’s what she thought he’d said. Not that she had any reason to believe Rip. He was merely trying to frighten her.

As the bike dodged between the traffic and it started to sink in that she was sitting on the back of a speeding motorcycle, clinging to a man she didn’t even know, it occurred to her that maybe she’d just jumped from the frying pan into the fire.

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About Opal Carew

Hi. I’m Opal Carew and I write erotic romance for St. Martin’s Press and Samhain Publishing, and I self-publish stories. I also write romance as Amber Carew. So why do I like writing erotic romance? I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries. I like dealing with a female character who is growing and evolving – questioning her sexual boundaries and pushing past them. My stories usually include menage a trois. It is great fun to write a heroine choosing between two equally appealing heroes... or more. These aren’t women who just jump into bed with anyone. They find themselves in an unusual situation – something exciting and erotic – but a situation where they have to push themselves beyond their comfort level. As a result, they grow as a person. So often fear holds us back – of what others will think of us, of what we will think about ourselves – and we don’t follow our hearts. These women push past that fear. Get a free erotic romance read by joining my Reader Group. Just copy and paste into your browser ==> OpalCarew.com/ReaderGroup

Posted on March 10, 2015, in Bikers, Bookshelf, Boxed Set, Heroes, Invitation to Eden, New Releases, Novellas, Ready to Ride, Series and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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