Belle: Part 1 (Unbowed, #1)


Rule #1: Never fall in love with the client.

I'm terrified.
I've never done this before--two months on a private island, isolated from the rest of the world, just me and my new client.
A client who wants my unwavering submission.
What if I'm a horrible submissive? What if I fail?
Worst of all--what if I fall for the man I know I can't have?
Protect your heart, Belle, I tell myself.
Because escorts don't get fairy tale endings. We get paid.

I've wanted her from the moment I saw her.

Belle Bennet, escort. Darling Belle, sweet girl, on her knees, bound and gagged, writhing in pleasure--or pain. The choice is mine.
She is mine. Perfect in her naivety, she's the submissive I've been waiting my whole lifeto claim.
And for the next two months, I intend to have her--mind, body, and soul--any damn way I see fit.

♨️ Heat Level 4

Beau - Mavericks of Montana Creek

Beau Maverick has a great life—a close family, a thriving veterinary practice, and the privilege of being a Maverick in Great Falls, Montana. After the death of his beloved mother, he throws himself into her role of charitable and philanthropic duties in the community. He was least interested in being on the chair of the local symphony, but when the feisty new director comes to town, he finds the challenge brings with it a spark of life.

Grace Sutherland is devastated at the news that the Manchester Philharmonic in her hometown in New Hampshire has voted to relocate her to assist one of their lesser known symphonies in a small town in Montana. She accepts the challenge and is determined to get out of Montana as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for her, the chair of her new board might make that difficult.

♥️ Heat Level 3

Choose your Heat!
🌹 Heat Level 1: Clean romance (no swearing or on-page steam)
💘 Heat Level 2: Sweet romance (mild swearing and some sensual scenes)
♥️ Heat Level 3: Middle of the Road, some on-page naughtiness
♨️ Heat Level 4: Steamy on page scenes and language
🔥 Heat Level 5: Explicit/Graphic - hot, hot, hot!

Right Under My Nose

My life couldn’t get any more ridiculous.

Nothing has been easy since my wife left me and Hunter years ago.

The last thing I have time for is a woman. Or so I think.

The right one for both of us has been under my nose this whole time.

♨️ Heat Level 4


Two mysterious shootings. Two club employees dead.
A war's about to start and the only witness is running scared.
I have to find her before the killers do, make her talk, and then dispense some MC justice.
There's just one problem:
This witness wants me dead, too.

Emma has a painful past in the MC life.
A past that’s left her with anger at anyone in a cut.
A past that has her fighting the lust that makes her tremble when we touch.
She’d rather run than talk to a beast like me.
But one look at her and I turn into a protective animal.
I won’t stop until she’s safe.
Until she’s mine.

To keep her safe, I’m going to have to keep her close.
To make her talk, I’m going to have to make her moan.
I’m the muscle for the Rebel Riders MC.
The heavy hitter who does the dirty work.
And I'm damn good at getting dirty.

🔥 Heat Level 5

Highest Sins: Mountain Misfits MC Book 2

I’m sure as hell no saint, but I’ll do whatever it takes to save my first love from the sins of the club. 

This M.C. took my father. This patch shaped me in to the cynical biker I am today. This club is the only thing I have going for me, and I will do whatever it takes to protect our Mountain Misfit lifestyle until the day I die.

Watching her break was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Watching her through her window is the only thing I have left of her.

This club might have taken a lot of things from me, but I’m not going to let it take her. I’m going to be her salvation whether she wants me to or not.

I was born of this legacy, raised wild in the mountains, misfit blood in my veins. My world revolves around protecting a patch that I will never wear for myself.

My body isn’t my own, it’s just a tool that keeps the club out of trouble. Nobody wants to call it what it is to my face, even though everyone knows what they made me into.

My heart isn’t my own, it belongs to a man I can’t even look in the eye anymore. Once my closest friend, now nothing more than a reminder of what might have been.

My soul… well, it’s not his to save, but every time he touches me, I feel like I’ve been purged of my highest sins.

🔥 Heat Level 5


Watch out for more from BrazenBookshelf.com... coming soon!

BrazenBookshelf.com cannot guarantee that that some previous offers may have already reverted to another price. Always check before clicking!

Forward email Forward email

1813 N Columbia Blvd | Suite C15-559553 | Portland, OR 97217


You're recieveing this email because you signed up to the BrazenBookshelf.com newsletters, this may have been through a giveaway. It's easy to edit your email preferences, just click the "Change my subscription settings" below!