Excerpt & Giveaway for Seduction by Violetta Rand

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Seduction (Devil’s Den #2)
By: Violetta Rand

Releasing March 17th, 2015
Perfect for readers of Abbi Glines, Seduction returns to the Devil’s Den, a Texas strip club where hearts can’t hide when the chemistry is right.

The night Marisela Gonzalez rides up to the Devil’s Den on her motorcycle, running from trouble and looking for her sister, she finds more than a place to hide out and work her red-hot body. She meets a guy brave enough to stand by a tough, terrified nineteen-year-old girl who’s been in the wrong place with the wrong jerk one too many times. And he’s ready to show Marisela how a real man treats the woman he desires.

An ex-cop taking over as the club’s head of security, Craig Hanson can handle anything—except the urgent need he suddenly feels to hold Marisela tight. Commitment has never been his thing, but all that changes when Craig finds something too real to deny between them. Sensual and vulnerable, Marisela’s got a scary past. And when it comes knocking, Craig goes all in to protect her—because seduction is the ultimate game changer.

The biker backs up a step and prepares for another strike. His friend is mousey and heckles. I’m inches away. My pulse is racing. I don’t think; I hit. The bottle shatters as soon as it connects with his skull. He yells. Turns and eyeballs me. Then he lurches. Blood is dripping down his left temple, onto his face. His eyes grow wide as he wipes the back of his hand across his forehead. More blood. I see it on his knuckles. I’m frozen in place, shocked by my actions.

“You bitch.” He stares at me, nostrils flaring. He’s grizzly-looking. Wide blue eyes, a big nose, and an unkempt coppery beard. I’ll never forget that enraged face. Never.

Sirens blare in the near distance. It’s a godsend. The Banditos scramble to their bikes. I retreat into the shadows, afraid to be seen. I listen to the sound of thundering motors. All six bikes peel out, leaving thick smoke in their wake. Fear spirals down my spine. The first minute I’m home I’m in trouble. No matter where I go something terrible happens. And somehow I always seem to be in the middle of it. I need to get out of here before the cops show up.

As I sidle away from the door, I hear someone nearby. “Step away from the wall.”

My eyes shut. Shit. Busted. I emerge, head down.

“It’s a freakin’ chick, Craig.”

I look up. The gladiator rushes over. They both gape at me, amazed.

Craig? That name sounds vaguely familiar.


I scrunch my face. I remember now. “Asshole Craig?” I ask, completely surprised. I didn’t recognize him in the semidarkness.

He edges closer. I focus on his injured arm. The cut is superficial. Thank God.

“Marisela?” His eyebrows jut. “Robyn’s little sister?”

I slant my head. “The one and only.” I find a shred of confidence. We’re standing only a foot apart.

He looks down at me, a mixture of emotions on his face. Then his beautiful gaze sweeps down my body. “Leathers? Have a fetish?”

I frown. “A fetish?” I point to my Ducati. “Does that look like a game?”

He looks. My bike is sleek and black, hard to miss. “That’s yours?”

I cross my arms over my chest and nod. “Have a problem with that?”

He laughs. “No.” He shakes his head. “What a difference a year and a half makes. Want a drink?”

“I’m only nineteen.”

My age doesn’t bother him. “After what you did,” he says, “I don’t care if you’re fifteen. Come inside.” He half turns and looks at the door. “Ready?”

My legs are still a little shaky, but I nod and walk. He opens the door and I scoot inside. The music is ridiculously loud, but I follow him around a corner and into a quiet office. He pulls a chair out from behind a desk and slams it down. “Sit.”

Do I have a choice? I sit.

Expecting a thank-you, I’m stunned when he yells at me. “What were you thinking?”

I open then close my mouth. I’m offended by his less-than-appreciative attitude. “Really? That’s what I get for helping you?”

He growls. “Helping me? You’re a hundred pounds wet. What if that asshole stabbed you? What excuse would I have for your sister?”

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Author Violetta Rand
Author Info:

Raised in Corpus Christi, Texas, Violetta Rand spent her childhood reading, writing, and playing soccer. After meeting her husband in New England, they moved to Alaska where she studied environmental science and policy as an undergraduate before attending graduate school. Violetta then spent nearly a decade working as an environmental scientist, specializing in soil and water contamination and environmental assessments.

Violetta still lives in Anchorage, Alaska and spends her days writing evocative New Adult romance and historical romance. When she’s not reading, writing, or editing, she enjoys time with her husband, pets, and friends. In her free time, she loves to hike, fish, and ride motorcycles and 4-wheelers.

Author Links: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

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