It has been a long time coming, but finally I have a new
release to shout about and I’m very excited to have another What’s Her
Secret…novel to my name. It’s Totally Bound’s best selling imprint, of course!
We all love a juicy secret. We all enjoy knowing something someone else doesn’t
know and watching the action unfold. India’s secret is a biggie and she tries
desperately to keep it under wraps –does she succeed? You’ll have to read Good Manors to
find out.
Exclusively download from Totally Bound: 18th
August.
General release date: 15th September.
Blurb:
Mallard Hall plays host to games of submission and Dominance for one unique couple, but do the secrets of the past threaten the new bonds being forged?
India Grace, a respected journalist, is assigned to the estate for a behind the scenes look at how it runs. It is the last place in the world she wants to be. Back when she was young and naïve she took a photo of old Lord Mallard, which led to her success and his downfall. She carries the guilt with her to the location and it’s constantly in the back of her mind when she meets the hall’s latest owner, Xander Patrick.
Xander’s father died when he was only thirteen, and he doesn’t hold many good memories of him. He helped his mum build Mallard Hall back up, and since her death struggles to keep it going single-handedly. The last thing he needs is a meddling journalist poking into estate business, especially when the meager profits are mysteriously disappearing.
The two try to keep their distance but find themselves drawn together in many unexpected ways. A meal leads to an investigation of secret passageways and from that India and Xander explore their attraction, using different rooms of the hall for their kinky games.
In the end India’s secret will have to come out, but will it bring the couple closer together or tear them apart?
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of light BDSM and voyeurism.
Excerpt:
I wasn’t paying much attention to where I was walking. I never really did, it was like my shoes knew their way around the place without my brain having to give directions. So when I came body to body with a blockage I was quite easily tipped back onto my arse. And as an instinctual reaction I grabbed onto the item that had destabilized me and pulled it down on top of me.
“Oh my God, Xander, I mean, Mr. Patrick, oh shit, are you all right?”
“Yes, I’m fine, are you okay?”
India’s warm curves pressed me down into the soft grass. I tried not to think too much about her body so I wouldn’t embarrass myself.
“Oh, yeah, yeah, nothing broken.” Her gaze kept me pinned down. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair draped forward and into my face, the pink tips tickling my nose.
I wiped it away and hooked it around the back of her ear without thinking.
“Jeez, I should get up off you, shouldn’t I?” She shook her head and scrambled backward.
I watched her breasts swaying in the bright turquoise top and coughed. I hoped she hadn’t caught me leering at her. I couldn’t help it, she fascinated me.
“Sorry, again.” She scrambled to her feet and smoothed down her long, white skirt. “Do you need a hand up?” Thrusting her hand forward, she smiled down at me.
I reached up and took the proffered fingers in mine. I attempted not to put too much of my weight on her as I scrambled up. Her fingers were smooth and delicate, her hand cool in my own. I didn’t want to let go.
“Thanks.” I grinned. “I think I should be the one apologizing. I wasn’t paying any attention to where I was going, I was walking on autopilot.”
“Oh, no, no. I didn’t see you coming either. I was wrapped up in thinking about stuff to add into my article.”
“All good, I hope.” I was still holding her hand and was sure she was as aware of it as I was. I didn’t know how to let it go. I mean, clearly I knew physically what to do, but I was caught in the awkwardness of the situation. I didn’t want to be the one to let go first, I didn’t want her to think I was eager to get away. An awkward schoolboy had nothing on me. Hot cheeks, tapping foot, dried mouth. I might not be the heart and soul of a party but usually I was cool, calm, collected and able to hold a whole conversation with someone without dithering. Not with India, though.
“It’s a secret.” She winked. Squeezed my hand and let it drop. “I don’t tell anyone before it comes out in the magazine.”
Oh God, she thinks I’m an idiot.
I cringed internally. Clearly all the weird chemistry stuff was on my side only. I’d have to restrain myself.
“Sure, of course, well, I better go. I’ve got so much to do.”
I didn’t wait to hear what else she had to say. I walked off, but I might as well have run away crying. It was so obvious I was making a tactical retreat. I didn’t have time or energy to waste on being infatuated with a woman. Especially a journalist. Mum had often tried to match-make me with suitable women. She’d not even have put India down on a reserves list. I resigned myself to a life of singledom, dead on track to becoming a crazy sheep man.
Good
Manors is available to pre-order now from Totally
Bound!
Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester
United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several
Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut Alfresco,
Smut in the City and Smut by the Sea Anthologies.
Victoria is also one of the brains behind the fabulous Smut events,
days and nights dedicated to erotica, fun and prizes. Check out http://ilovesmut.uk for more details.
She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she
loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She
was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows
through in all of her stories.
Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill
her busy life.
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