Review
"A fast-paced story, full of breathless, intense, mind-melting sex and
suspense that'll have you gasping and begging for more long after this
brief story's over."
— Fallen Angel Reviews
"Boy and girl end up sharing a cabin--I'm sure you have read such a story before. Are you willing to read it again if Ann Bruce promises to make it fun and sexy?"
— Mrs. Giggles
"The pages are smokin'... Bruce's style is smooth, the plot well thought out and believable."
— Simply Romance Reviews
"A book that cannot be put down once opened, the reader will be on the edge of their seat. Pull up a cold drink and a fan and be mesmerized."
— Coffee Time Romance
"A sumptuous feast for the senses, brimming with colorful characters and sexual delights."
— Night Owl Romance
— Fallen Angel Reviews
"Boy and girl end up sharing a cabin--I'm sure you have read such a story before. Are you willing to read it again if Ann Bruce promises to make it fun and sexy?"
— Mrs. Giggles
"The pages are smokin'... Bruce's style is smooth, the plot well thought out and believable."
— Simply Romance Reviews
"A book that cannot be put down once opened, the reader will be on the edge of their seat. Pull up a cold drink and a fan and be mesmerized."
— Coffee Time Romance
"A sumptuous feast for the senses, brimming with colorful characters and sexual delights."
— Night Owl Romance
Product Description
After being shot three times in the chest and left for dead by his last lover, Jake Duquesne decides the middle of nowhere is a good place to recuperate. And it's perfect, until someone tries to sneak up on him, gun drawn and cocked. Unfortunately for his would-be assailant, Jake is not one to wait around quietly while someone tries to kill him.
Waking up handcuffed to a strange bed is not part of Katarzyna Delaney's plans after being jilted at the altar for the third time. Looking at Jake, however, makes her realize plans should be flexible. With a few simple rules, she can have her long-awaited honeymoon--and without a battery-operated device.
Then people following no rules but their own join in.
WARNING: Contains graphic language and explicit sex scenes (M/F, anal sex, mild bondage).
LENGTH: Novella (20,400 words)
EXCERPT
"You don't remember what happened last night?"
Confusion swamped her features. "Last night?"
Jake lifted a sardonic brow. "When you were attempting to enter this cabin," he reminded her dryly. Then, with emphasis, he added, "Illegally."
The confusion didn't disappear.
"As in, without the owner's consent."
"But..." Her voice trailed off as realization dawned. "Oh God." She squeezed her eyes shut and sucked in a breath. "That can't be right."
He mentally crossed out amnesia and drawled very sarcastically, "Oh, it's very right. I assure you, Katarzyna Delaney."
Her eyes flew open at his harsh, humorless tone, or maybe it was his pronunciation of her name. KAHT-ah-ZHEE-nah. Perhaps she wasn't used to people who didn't butcher her name on the first attempt. Luckily, he'd had plenty of practice with non-Anglicized names. All part and parcel of his previous job.
"My cabin has the bullet hole and the bullet from your weapon to prove it." Even with the faint Southern accent softening his words, they still had bite.
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Waking up handcuffed to a strange bed is not part of Katarzyna Delaney's plans after being jilted at the altar for the third time. Looking at Jake, however, makes her realize plans should be flexible. With a few simple rules, she can have her long-awaited honeymoon--and without a battery-operated device.
Then people following no rules but their own join in.
WARNING: Contains graphic language and explicit sex scenes (M/F, anal sex, mild bondage).
LENGTH: Novella (20,400 words)
EXCERPT
"You don't remember what happened last night?"
Confusion swamped her features. "Last night?"
Jake lifted a sardonic brow. "When you were attempting to enter this cabin," he reminded her dryly. Then, with emphasis, he added, "Illegally."
The confusion didn't disappear.
"As in, without the owner's consent."
"But..." Her voice trailed off as realization dawned. "Oh God." She squeezed her eyes shut and sucked in a breath. "That can't be right."
He mentally crossed out amnesia and drawled very sarcastically, "Oh, it's very right. I assure you, Katarzyna Delaney."
Her eyes flew open at his harsh, humorless tone, or maybe it was his pronunciation of her name. KAHT-ah-ZHEE-nah. Perhaps she wasn't used to people who didn't butcher her name on the first attempt. Luckily, he'd had plenty of practice with non-Anglicized names. All part and parcel of his previous job.
"My cabin has the bullet hole and the bullet from your weapon to prove it." Even with the faint Southern accent softening his words, they still had bite.
Expand "See all Editorial Reviews" or go to annbruce.net/books/RulesOfEngagement.php for complete excerpt.
