Cado by D.T. Dyllin
Publication date: October 26th 2015
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Synopsis:
Is the love of a bad man as fulfilling as that of a good man—if he’s good to you?
The fantasy for most women is the happily ever after, the white knight or the prince charming. Or maybe they imagine the hero swoops in to save them from their mundane existence. But what happens if you catch the attention of the villain instead? Tiffany aka Karma is about to find out…
Karma isn’t just a name; it’s a way of life for an exotic dancer with a taste for vigilante justice. She should have been more careful though, because her deeds haven’t gone completely unnoticed. A man who isn’t quite human, with the predilection for destruction, has set his sights on her. His brand of love is tainted…twisted, and Karma is powerless to resist.
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Excerpt:
Someone was incessantly pounding on my
head, and I wanted to kill them for it. Or at least that’s what I balefully
thought as I was swept away from my ocean paradise dream where Lucian was
worshipping me with his tongue on our own private beach. In actuality, someone
was knocking on my front door. Or trying to beat it down. I wasn’t one hundred
percent sure which one by the way the sound was reverberating within my skull.
“Okay, okay—I’m coming!” I shouted as I
stumbled from my bed, my top sheet catching my foot and nearly causing me to
face plant. I peered through the peephole and grimaced. It was a cop. The
curvature of the image made the badge on his shirt protrude in a very
cartoonish way, as if it was the most prominent thing about him. Steeling
myself, I swung the door open and grinned amiably. “Yes?”
The tall, broad-shouldered Pittsburgh
Police officer’s gaze slid down over me and he cleared his throat.
“Ummm...ma’am... you’re naked.”
“What?” I glanced down at my...yes, very
naked body. “Shit.” I pushed the door shut, which he caught with his foot.
“I-I’ll be right back.” I dashed to my bedroom and pulled on the first items I
came across, a black pair of jeans and black t-shirt. I forewent the bra, but
it didn’t really matter, I was just trying to cover myself up. It wasn’t like I
was embarrassed to be naked in front of a strange man, after all I did it for a
living, but I didn’t want to get arrested for public indecency or something.
When I exited my room and headed back to
speak with the cop, I noticed he’d moved into my foyer, if the small dingy area
could be considered that, and was leaning against the wall with his arms
crossed. As I approached him I allowed myself to appreciate the uniformed
yumminess that I previously hadn’t. He was tall, about 6’3” or 6’4” if I had to
guess. His square jaw was clean-shaven but stubble was already showing because
of his dark coloring. His hair was short but it looked good on him, it served
to highlight his strong features and deep chocolate eyes. Yep...definitely
yummy.
AUTHOR BIO:
D.T. Dyllin is a bestselling author who writes both paranormal and contemporary romance. Anything with a love story is her kryptonite. Her obsession with affairs-of-the-
D.T. was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (Black & Gold for life, baby!) She now lives in Little Rock, Arkansas with her husband and two spoiled German Shepherds.
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