Beyond The Rules
An At the Brink Novel
Anna del Mar
Genre: Erotic Romance.
Publisher: Anna del Mar
Date of Publication: August 15th, 2017
ISBN: 978-0-9799682-6-6
Number of pages: 290 pages approx.
Word Count: 113,000 approx.
Cover Artist: Mayhem Cover Creations
Tagline: A brilliant hacker fleeing for her life runs straight into the arms of a trio of ex-SEALs bound by a sacred, battle-forged pact, men who have agreed to share everything…including her
Book Description:
When Nina Leon crash-lands in the rugged mountains of Montana, she’s fleeing from a deadly enemy and a painful past, desperately searching for the legendary hacker who can help her defeat the ruthless terrorist stalking her. Instead, she’s rescued by three brave ex-SEALs who will do anything in their power to protect her.
Tanner Vazquez, Aiden Black, and Balthazar Flint live by a pact forged in battle and signed with blood. It’s a bond that has saved their lives more than once. They’re committed to watching each other’s back and sharing everything.
Everything.
As different as they are, Nina hits all their buttons. They agree. She’s the one they’ve been waiting for.
But Nina’s not looking to commit to anyone. She doesn’t believe in love. Her life has made her the ultimate skeptic. Lust? Yes. Sex? Absolutely. Love? What a crock.
Protecting Nina is gonna be hard enough. But convincing Nina to stay, fulfilling her sexual fantasies and getting this brilliant hacker to trust and love them—all three of them—for good?
That’s gonna be a hell of a mission.
Excerpt:
Nina
My jeans were
scorched in places, so Tanner lent me a black T-shirt and helped me into the
single pair of panties I owned, fresh out of the dryer. I was clean and my hair
was combed and almost dried. My knees were still shaking from the orgasm, but
on the upside, I didn’t have to walk far. Aiden insisted on carrying me down
the stairs. The smells of bacon and biscuits scented the house and sent my
stomach into a growling fit.
scorched in places, so Tanner lent me a black T-shirt and helped me into the
single pair of panties I owned, fresh out of the dryer. I was clean and my hair
was combed and almost dried. My knees were still shaking from the orgasm, but
on the upside, I didn’t have to walk far. Aiden insisted on carrying me down
the stairs. The smells of bacon and biscuits scented the house and sent my
stomach into a growling fit.
Aiden looked down on me and cocked
his broken eyebrow. “Hungry?”
his broken eyebrow. “Hungry?”
I flashed an apologetic grin.
“Starving.”
“Starving.”
“No worries.” He settled me on a
stool by the kitchen island and went over to the huge fridge. “We’ve got you
covered.”
stool by the kitchen island and went over to the huge fridge. “We’ve got you
covered.”
Wow. When was
the last time someone said that to me?
the last time someone said that to me?
A quiet beep lit
up over the discreetly paneled door that slid aside to reveal Tanner, leaning
on his crutches, shuffling out of the elevator. “Ready to chow?” He winked at
me and then joined Aiden and Zar at the kitchen counter, picking out cutlery
from one of the drawers.
up over the discreetly paneled door that slid aside to reveal Tanner, leaning
on his crutches, shuffling out of the elevator. “Ready to chow?” He winked at
me and then joined Aiden and Zar at the kitchen counter, picking out cutlery
from one of the drawers.
I caught an
excellent view of three very nicely built backsides, broad shoulders, tapered
waists, asses chiseled from granite. Holy hell. These hunks made menial kitchen
work look like a sexy, seductive dance.
excellent view of three very nicely built backsides, broad shoulders, tapered
waists, asses chiseled from granite. Holy hell. These hunks made menial kitchen
work look like a sexy, seductive dance.
I fanned my
burning face with my bandaged hand. “Can I help with something?”
burning face with my bandaged hand. “Can I help with something?”
“No need,”
Tanner said. “Sit tight.”
Tanner said. “Sit tight.”
Zar was parked in front of the
stove, firmly in charge of some gigantic omelets, plus a pan of bacon and the
biscuits he maneuvered out of the oven. A distinguished touch of silver frosted
his fair hair at the temples. It had to be premature gray, because he was
otherwise too young and fit. Or else he worried too much. Yeah, that could be.
stove, firmly in charge of some gigantic omelets, plus a pan of bacon and the
biscuits he maneuvered out of the oven. A distinguished touch of silver frosted
his fair hair at the temples. It had to be premature gray, because he was
otherwise too young and fit. Or else he worried too much. Yeah, that could be.
He glanced over
his shoulder. His eyes were startling. His irises were a shocking color, azure
flecked with Lapis. I couldn’t decide whether his gaze reminded me of the
oldest glaciers in the world or the flame’s hottest fire. A million questions
gleamed in his stare. He considered me as if he was debating whether he should
send me to the corner or spank me. If I had a choice, number two, please.
his shoulder. His eyes were startling. His irises were a shocking color, azure
flecked with Lapis. I couldn’t decide whether his gaze reminded me of the
oldest glaciers in the world or the flame’s hottest fire. A million questions
gleamed in his stare. He considered me as if he was debating whether he should
send me to the corner or spank me. If I had a choice, number two, please.
Balthazar Flint.
The name suited him to perfection. It had gravitas. It also matched his
demeanor, down to the hard edges of his powerful body. It occurred to me that,
in another life, I could’ve been the steel to his flint and we would’ve made
lots of sparks. Dream on, girl. Like that could ever happen.
The name suited him to perfection. It had gravitas. It also matched his
demeanor, down to the hard edges of his powerful body. It occurred to me that,
in another life, I could’ve been the steel to his flint and we would’ve made
lots of sparks. Dream on, girl. Like that could ever happen.
Zar transferred
the last of the omelets to the plates and Aiden plunked a cup of tea in front
of me, Earl Grey with lots of cream. Before I had time to ask Aiden how he’d
known exactly what I liked in my tea, Tanner picked up the mug and tipped it
against my lips. I took a deep draft, enjoying the sweet heat that warmed my
stomach and spread to the rest of me. The four of us sat at the kitchen
counter, facing our loaded plates. After examining my right hand, I was about
to give the utensils a try, when Aiden beat me to the fork.
the last of the omelets to the plates and Aiden plunked a cup of tea in front
of me, Earl Grey with lots of cream. Before I had time to ask Aiden how he’d
known exactly what I liked in my tea, Tanner picked up the mug and tipped it
against my lips. I took a deep draft, enjoying the sweet heat that warmed my
stomach and spread to the rest of me. The four of us sat at the kitchen
counter, facing our loaded plates. After examining my right hand, I was about
to give the utensils a try, when Aiden beat me to the fork.
“I promised I’d be your hands when
you needed me.” He speared a chunk of eggs and lifted them to my lips. “You
need me.”
you needed me.” He speared a chunk of eggs and lifted them to my lips. “You
need me.”
So freaking
sweet. Panty-melting cute. “Thanks,” I mumbled through a mouthful. Had I died
and gone to heaven?
sweet. Panty-melting cute. “Thanks,” I mumbled through a mouthful. Had I died
and gone to heaven?
I chewed my
food, enjoying every bite, studying the men as I did. These guys were military
or ex-military, like my brother had been. They spoke, moved, and acted like
trained warriors. Tanner had admitted to training as a corpsman and Aiden had
mentioned they’d designed the house while they were on deployment. I had to get
to Ulysses, but I couldn’t help being fascinated by the remarkable trio that
had taken me in.
food, enjoying every bite, studying the men as I did. These guys were military
or ex-military, like my brother had been. They spoke, moved, and acted like
trained warriors. Tanner had admitted to training as a corpsman and Aiden had
mentioned they’d designed the house while they were on deployment. I had to get
to Ulysses, but I couldn’t help being fascinated by the remarkable trio that
had taken me in.
I stole a glance
at Tanner. At six feet or so, he was the shortest of the three, tall to my five
foot five. Fit and compact like a soccer player, he was a head-turner. The
striking contrast between his smooth, dark olive skin and his light green eyes
gave him an exotic flair that conjured images of distant shorelines, sun-kissed
dunes, and fabulous spice markets.
at Tanner. At six feet or so, he was the shortest of the three, tall to my five
foot five. Fit and compact like a soccer player, he was a head-turner. The
striking contrast between his smooth, dark olive skin and his light green eyes
gave him an exotic flair that conjured images of distant shorelines, sun-kissed
dunes, and fabulous spice markets.
There was no
question that Tanner appealed to me. What he’d just done to my body challenged
my skepticism at every level. With his chiseled chin, his body’s perfect
proportions and his hair, cropped in a clean, sharp cut that spiraled from the
cowlick at the back of his head, he should be strutting some runaway in Milan.
question that Tanner appealed to me. What he’d just done to my body challenged
my skepticism at every level. With his chiseled chin, his body’s perfect
proportions and his hair, cropped in a clean, sharp cut that spiraled from the
cowlick at the back of his head, he should be strutting some runaway in Milan.
My gaze shifted
to Aiden. His size alone should’ve made him lumber and yet when he moved, he
did so elegantly and efficiently, as if he’d trained his body to function in a
world that didn’t always fit him. Aiden looked like a basketball player. Or an
Olympic swimmer. The scar that nicked his eyebrow gave character to his face
and the curls and facial scruff added a roguish touch that reminded me of
pirates and Vikings. I bet he’d taken a few shield maidens to Valhalla.
to Aiden. His size alone should’ve made him lumber and yet when he moved, he
did so elegantly and efficiently, as if he’d trained his body to function in a
world that didn’t always fit him. Aiden looked like a basketball player. Or an
Olympic swimmer. The scar that nicked his eyebrow gave character to his face
and the curls and facial scruff added a roguish touch that reminded me of
pirates and Vikings. I bet he’d taken a few shield maidens to Valhalla.
My eyes went to
Zar, downing his food with automatic precision. Height-wise, he was somewhere
in between Tanner and Aiden, but he was built like an NFL linebacker. His
muscular neck was made to carry the weight of a dangerous world. His solid pecs
could serve to bulldoze entire armies. His thighs were as brawny as the beams
that held up the house. When he glared at me as he was doing now, I had to
repress an impulse to kneel at his feet and ask for mercy.
Zar, downing his food with automatic precision. Height-wise, he was somewhere
in between Tanner and Aiden, but he was built like an NFL linebacker. His
muscular neck was made to carry the weight of a dangerous world. His solid pecs
could serve to bulldoze entire armies. His thighs were as brawny as the beams
that held up the house. When he glared at me as he was doing now, I had to
repress an impulse to kneel at his feet and ask for mercy.
“You got enough
in you to talk?” He set down his fork and nailed me with his skull-piercing
gaze. “The sooner we deal with this, the better.”
in you to talk?” He set down his fork and nailed me with his skull-piercing
gaze. “The sooner we deal with this, the better.”
He was right and
I needed to get back on track.
I needed to get back on track.
The first two chapters of Beyond
The Rules are available here: http://www.annadelmar.com/pages/excerpt_beyond.html
The Rules are available here: http://www.annadelmar.com/pages/excerpt_beyond.html
About the Author:
Amazon Bestselling author Anna del Mar writes hot, smart romances that soothe the soul, challenge the mind, and satisfy the heart. Her stories focus on strong heroines struggling to find their place in the world and the brave, sexy, kickass heroes who defy their limits to protect the women they love.
A Georgetown University graduate, Anna enjoys traveling, hiking, skiing, and the sea. Writing is her addiction, her drug of choice, and what she wants to do all the time. The extraordinary men and women she met during her years as a Navy wife inspire the fabulous heroes and heroines at the center of her stories.
When she stays put—which doesn’t happen very often—she splits her time between Colorado and Florida where she lives with her indulgent husband and a very opinionated cat.
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Interview with Anna del Mar
T: You are known for your bestselling romantic suspense. Why do you write erotic romance?
AdM: You are absolutely right. Most people are familiar with my romantic suspense novels, The Asset andThe Stranger. But I also love to write erotic romance for my more audacious readers, novels like At the Brink, To the Edge and now Beyond the Rules.
My erotic romance novels feature sizzling, heart-warming romances and graphic, kinky, really intense sex scenes. But they also have a strong element of suspense, intricate plots, and characters who matter in and out of bed. Whether I’m writing romantic suspense or erotic romance, quality matters.
I write erotic romance because I think that sex is an important, natural part of our lives that should be celebrated, not suppressed. I’m always shocked by how we—as a society—continue to be so repressed and repressive on the topic of sex. We are constantly projecting sexual and sexualized images in all of our media and yet most aspects of sex continue to be taboo. Why? Let’s talk about! Let’s embrace sex in all of its positive expressions.
In my erotic romance, sex is a good thing—cathartic, transformative, healing; fun and panty-melting hot, but also meaningful. In the context of love, sex is a sublime subject.
T: Your latest release, Beyond the Rules, is a ménage a quatre. Why a ménage and how was it different to write?
AdM: I love to explore sex and love in all of its forms. Beyond the Rules is a ménage that features three very sexy, brawny alphas and their mission to conquer one woman’s heart. In the story, Nina Leon is a brilliant hacker who crash-lands in the rugged mountains of Montana while fleeing from a deadly enemy and a painful past. She runs straight into the arms of three hot, brave, mysterious ex-SEALs who have an agreement to share everything. And now, that includes her.
Writing a ménage meant I had to juggle four POVs, four completely different characters, and four different approaches to life, romance, and sex. But, hey, I do love a challenge. I really enjoyed writing three very distinct alpha males, Tanner Vazquez, Aiden Black, and Zar Flint. I loved getting into their heads and understanding who they were and why. Each guy has his own set of strengths and weaknesses, traits and quirks. Each guy is attracted to Nina and appeals to her in a different way. And each man is eye candy in every way.
In addition, each guy has his own very specific sexual preferences. Aiden’s generally vanilla, Tanner’s flexible, Zar is all about kink. Variety only added layers to the story, fun, sexy, supremely erotic layers that caught this novel on fire.
T: How does Beyond the Rules fit in with the rest of your work?
AdM: Beyond the Rules is in the vein of At the Brink and To the Edge. The cool thing about all of my novels is that you don’t have to read them in any particular order. If you’ve read the other novels you may recognize a character here or there, but you won’t be missing a thing.
T: What’s your next project?
AdM: Next up, it’s The Guardian, a romantic suspense that releases very soon, October 1st. The Guardianis about ex-SEAL turned game warden, Matthias Hawking, who is engaged in a fierce battle to end poaching in Africa. But when a beautiful journalist defies the poachers, he will do everything in his power to protect Jade Romo, the woman who has captured his heart. I think readers of romantic suspense are going to love Matthias Hawking and the fiery Jade Romo. Take a peek, here! And while you’re at it, take a look at Beyond the Rules first chapter.
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