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Release Blitz & Giveaway: A Debt Repaid by Clarissa Wild

25/6/2019

Title: A Debt Repaid
(#2 of The Debt Duet)

Author: Clarissa Wild

Genre: Dark Romance

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He stole my hand, but I won’t let him steal my heart.

On the worst day of my life I was given away by my own blood.
Sold to a handsome bad guy in exchange for my father’s debt.
Easton Van Buren claimed me and locked me up in his mansion.
That devilish man wanted more than just my body …
So I ran.
But when a rich man’s prized possession escapes…
He’ll do anything he can to get her back into his claws.
Anything he can to entice her heart to fall for him…
And submit.

Book Two of The Debt Duet.

Excerpt . . .

I grab a strand of my hair and tuck it behind my ears. “You told me you were waiting for me to say the words.”
He stops washing me and brushes aside my wet hair so he can lean in close. “It’s not the words I’m looking for,” he whispers, and he presses a kiss onto my shoulders so soft it makes me feel like a wax candle melting away. “I’m waiting for you.”
Me. It’s always been about me.
All this time, I thought I was dancing to his tune. Fighting him at every turn and waiting for him to take what he came for. But it wasn’t about that at all.
It’s my heart.
My love.
My choice.
That’s what we’ve been fighting over all this time. The pulling and tugging weren’t solely about my body but to win over my soul. To make me fall.
And I am falling … so fucking hard.

After the ending of the last book, I was so happy to see Charlotte fighting for her freedom and her finding a piece of happiness. My heart was soaring… until a certain figure ruined it for her. But it wasn’t the one I thought it would be.

There were so many emotions while reading this. I’m not ashamed to say that I did cry a few times while reading this story. One moment in particular was a kick to the gut. It was heartbreaking in how Charlotte sacrificed what she wanted most to save something precious. It was an impossible choice but she made it without hesitation. Easton goes through some interesting changes and then it seems like it never happened. He is a complicated man and torn between his feelings for revenge and his feelings for Charlotte. I think both Easton and Charlotte both learn who they are and how to work together. Of course then there was an unexpected turn and really I thought there was no coming back from that moment.

There were some great characters, adorably tender moments, hot and steamy debauchery and moments of redemption. I loved every page of this duet.

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About the Author . . .

Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he's a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.

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Title: A Debt Owed
(#1 of The Debt Duet)

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Cover Reveal: A Debt Repaid by Clarissa Wild

7/6/2019

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Title: A Debt Repaid
(#2 of The Debt Duet)

Author: Clarissa Wild

Genre: Dark Romance

Publication date: June 25th, 2019

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Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers

He stole my hand, but I won’t let him steal my heart.

On the worst day of my life I was given away by my own blood.
Sold to a handsome bad guy in exchange for my father’s debt.
Easton Van Buren claimed me and locked me up in his mansion.
That devilish man wanted more than just my body …
So I ran.
But when a rich man’s prized possession escapes…
He’ll do anything he can to get her back into his claws.
Anything he can to entice her heart to fall for him…
And submit.

Book Two of The Debt Duet.

Excerpt . . .

Through the city streets I run as fast as I can in my long white slanted-shoulder dress and high heeled pumps. People stare at me wherever I go, but I don’t know if it’s because of the ridiculously fancy outfit or the because of the way I run.
I’ve never run away from something this fast, never knew my legs could take me as far as they do. I’m going on pure adrenaline right now, and I don’t even know where I’m going, I just know I need to get away. Away from that store, away from Jill.
The shock and horror on her face replays over and over in my mind as my feet take me someplace I’ve never been. A sudden wave of guilt washes over me, because Jill could get punished for letting me go.
I pause for a moment.
Should I go back?
No, I’ve come too far, sacrificed too much to turn back.
The moment I stole that lady’s key and went out that door I made my decision. I need to stick to it, no matter the cost.
I need to get away from him. Easton Van Buren, my husband, my tormentor … But at what price?

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Title: A Debt Owed
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Release Blitz & Giveaway: A Debt Owed by Clarissa Wild

27/5/2019

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Title: A Debt Owed

Author: Clarissa Wild

Genre: Dark Romance, Billionaire

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My enemy’s daughter … offered to me as payment towards a debt.
Now she’ll become my wife … my pet.

I wasn’t always cold-hearted and vindictive.
She made me that way.
Charlotte Davis … the most beautiful and privileged princess there is.
I’d kill for her to be mine.
We met by chance at her father’s wedding … And then again years later.
But she forgot about me. Ignored me. Enraged me.
Then her father did the unforgivable, and I made it my lifelong goal to ruin him ...
By taking her as payment towards a debt he owed.
A debt she will repay by marrying me.
Until death do us part.

Excerpt . . .

I grab a banana and lean back in my chair while peeling it. His eyes follow the banana as it goes into my mouth, and I take the opportunity to push it down as far as I can manage and then take a bite. I marvel at the slight twinge of pain on his face.
Yes, I went there, and I don’t regret it one bit. For once, he’s on the defense. Good.
“So … what business did you have to attend to that was so urgent?” I say with a mocking voice while still pretending this banana is a dick. “Were you trying to trick someone else into getting a loan from you so you could force them to give you their loved ones too?”
He swallows, visibly agitated at the sight of me savagely eating this banana. Or maybe he’s just angry I was easily able to pinpoint where the problem lies.
“As I said before, it’s none of your business.” He sighs out loud. “But if you must know, I do more than give money to bastards who don’t deserve it. I also give money to people who truly need it. I love charities.”
Oh, I remember him saying that once, but I don’t, for one second, believe he cares.
“Why couldn’t you just have loaned my father the money without demanding such an egregious favor in return?” I ask. “You could’ve made do with the money back plus interest.”
He grabs a peach and leans back just like me. “Because you and your father needed to be taught a lesson.” He brings the peach to his mouth and starts sucking on it. Hard.
And for some reason, it makes my pussy clench.
Fuck.
“I hate you,” I say through gritted teeth.
“No, you don’t. In fact, you’re starting to like me,” he says, licking the peach in an obscene way. Afterward, he takes a bite and swallows. “You only say that you hate me because you’re stuck in this house.” He takes another bite. “But maybe I’ll let you off the property.”
Now that’s music to my ears. He’s certainly got my attention there.
“If?” I add, wondering what the caveat is. Because let’s face it, there must be one.
A devilish smirk appears on his face. “Lift your dress.”
I frown. “What is this … some kind of test?”
He cocks his head. “Perhaps.”
Oh … those games he plays are infuriating. But I’ll play along, for now. If this means I’ll get out of the house, then maybe lifting my dress isn’t so bad. With my index finger and thumb, I raise the fabric until my knees are visible.
“Higher,” he says, and I raise it even more. “Higher …” he says again.
I don’t stop until he tells me to, which he only does once I’ve exposed my panties. “Stop.”
There’s a certain gleam in his eyes.
“Got your fix?” I say.
“Not quite,” he muses, licking his lips as he sits back in his chair. “Play with yourself.”

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*deep breath in* Okay... another cleansing breath and we can begin. Oh boy, I was excited for this story immediately after reading the blurb and once I begin reading, I was sucked down into its pages immediately. Just like Easton does with Charlotte, Clarissa Wild slowly seduces me with her words, carefully enticing me without my realising how easily I've succumbed. She has done a fabulous job in crafting the story to flow so effortlessly.

Charlotte... dear Charlotte. I love her determination and spirit to fight for her freedom after being betrayed by her father. Rather than protecting her, he left her to the mercy of a seductive devil. She doesn't make things easy for Easton and I love her for that. Easton is a contradiction. You see moments where he is kind and feels remorse and other times his vindictive nature in making Charlotte's father pay for his crimes. The moments where he was so cold made me want to slap him. It's hard to separate the two sides of him and decide which is the real Easton. He tries to make Charlotte submit to him with his seductive words and skilled hands. Charlotte hates each time her body responds and there are times where I kept screaming, don't do it, don't do it!!! It's part of his plot!!! And then Charlotte would surprise me with her hidden plan and I wanted to throw my fist into the air like at the end of Breakfast Club.

She's feisty and stronger than she knows. And like her brother said, "But I know you're strong, and you can do anything you set your mind to." He's right. She is so clever and sneaky I was so impressed. But Clarissa Wild is just as clever especially with the ending that had me on edge and I was itching for more. I'm not above begging and if I must, I shall because I need more!

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Cover Reveal & Giveaway: A Debt Owed by Clarissa Wild

13/5/2019

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Title: A Debt Owed

Author: Clarissa Wild

Genre: Dark Romance

Publication date: May 27th, 2019

Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers

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My enemy’s daughter … offered to me as payment towards a debt.
Now she’ll become my wife … my pet.

I wasn’t always cold-hearted and vindictive.
She made me that way.
Charlotte Davis … the most beautiful and privileged princess there is.
I’d kill for her to be mine.
We met by chance at her father’s wedding … And then again years later.
But she forgot about me. Ignored me. Enraged me.
Then her father did the unforgivable, and I made it my lifelong goal to ruin him ...
By taking her as payment towards a debt he owed.
A debt she will repay by marrying me.
Until death do us part.

Excerpt . . .

I push the button to close off the front of the car to the back of the car so we can have some privacy. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing,” she mutters, averting her eyes.
I frown. “You’re looking at me …”
“I can’t look at you now?” she scoffs.
“You can.” I grab her chin and turn her head. “But not like that. Like you’re hiding something or think I’m the worst man in the entire world.”
“You are,” she says, smirking at her own savviness.
I lick my lips at her comment. “Worse than your father, who sold you to the first bidder?”
Her nostrils flare, and she looks away, blinking heavily. I know I touched on a sore point there, but it’s the truth, and she knows it. Her father couldn’t care less about her, explaining why she’s become such a stuck-up princess. Always trying to grab his attention and then right her wrongs when he wasn’t pleased. Her whole life revolved around making her family happy.
Well, not anymore. She’s mine now, and she needs to remember that.
“I’ll be good to you if you let me,” I murmur into her ear, and I press a kiss just below it. “If you’d just let me kiss you … fuck you … without fighting.”
“No way,” she hisses, but she still bites her lip as I place another kiss on her neck.
“You only say that because you think you should. Because you’ve been taught to act like a lady and defend against any immoral behavior. But you don’t have to with me. I want you to be immoral.” My hand slides up her knee between her legs to right where her soft spot lies. And she clenches her legs in response, her breath faltering. “Be sinful with me. It could be so fucking good.”