Title: BRASH: An Enemies to Lovers Romance
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Release Date: June 17, 2019
Blurb
Survive a plane
crash. Get marooned on a deserted island with a dirty, damaged alpha-hole. What
could be worse?
crash. Get marooned on a deserted island with a dirty, damaged alpha-hole. What
could be worse?
Alyona
They say there’s a fine line between love and hate.
I believe it.
Brash sure lives up to his nickname.
Impetuous and rude, the billionaire hotel developer can’t
possibly offer me anything but a much-needed paycheck.
possibly offer me anything but a much-needed paycheck.
Except, everything changes when our plane crashes.
Not only do we have to face the dangers of this tropical
island, we must also endure our growing attraction to each other.
island, we must also endure our growing attraction to each other.
Brash
The spoiled, self-entitled mafia princess isn’t all she
appears.
appears.
Beautiful and alluring, Alyona also possesses an innocence
that calls to something long buried.
that calls to something long buried.
That’s risky for a man like me and a woman like her.
I’m a dirty bastard at the best of times, and this isn’t the
best of times.
best of times.
The perils we face are pushing us together.
And keeping things professional is no longer an option once
I’m set on making her mine.
I’m set on making her mine.
We’ve survived a plane crash, but can we survive the island
with our hearts intact?
with our hearts intact?
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Excerpt
The current
was strong and pulling us away from the wreckage. I kept my arm around Aly,
lifting her face. I creased my forehead, trying to work out our flight path.
Where the fuck were we?
was strong and pulling us away from the wreckage. I kept my arm around Aly,
lifting her face. I creased my forehead, trying to work out our flight path.
Where the fuck were we?
An ice-cold
shard of panic pierced the pit of my stomach. I tried to ignore it. Fucking
impossible. For the first time in my life since I was a child, events had
overtaken me. Were out of my control. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do
other than try and survive.
shard of panic pierced the pit of my stomach. I tried to ignore it. Fucking
impossible. For the first time in my life since I was a child, events had
overtaken me. Were out of my control. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do
other than try and survive.
Aly moaned
and I whispered, “I’m here. You’re safe.”
and I whispered, “I’m here. You’re safe.”
She
shivered and I held her close to share my body heat. Not that there was much of
that. I was chilled to the bone.
shivered and I held her close to share my body heat. Not that there was much of
that. I was chilled to the bone.
I looked
around again.
around again.
We were
surrounded by nothing but rolling waves.
surrounded by nothing but rolling waves.
Stay calm. I repeated the words to myself like a mantra.
Hours
passed, it seemed, although I wasn’t sure. I felt completely disoriented.
passed, it seemed, although I wasn’t sure. I felt completely disoriented.
Aly had
passed out again; I kept checking her pulse. My eyelids grew heavy and I wanted
to doze off, but we’d be separated.
passed out again; I kept checking her pulse. My eyelids grew heavy and I wanted
to doze off, but we’d be separated.
The sound
of splashing.
of splashing.
A pod of
dolphins had arrived, eyes flickering with curiosity.
dolphins had arrived, eyes flickering with curiosity.
“Hey,
guys,” I managed to rasp. “Come to rescue us?” I laughed at the absurdity of my
question.
guys,” I managed to rasp. “Come to rescue us?” I laughed at the absurdity of my
question.
With a wave
of their tails, they left in obvious pursuit of some lunch.
of their tails, they left in obvious pursuit of some lunch.
The current
took us further and further away from where the plane had gone down.
took us further and further away from where the plane had gone down.
More
splashing.
splashing.
Rhythmical
this time.
this time.
I swept my
gaze around again and a slow smile of relief spread across my face. I let out a
whoop. The sound I’d heard was the noise of waves hitting the barrier reef to
an island. I could just see it in my peripheral vision.
gaze around again and a slow smile of relief spread across my face. I let out a
whoop. The sound I’d heard was the noise of waves hitting the barrier reef to
an island. I could just see it in my peripheral vision.
I kicked my
feet so frantically my shoes came off. Using the arm not holding Aly, I swam
hard, fighting the current that was sweeping us parallel to land.
feet so frantically my shoes came off. Using the arm not holding Aly, I swam
hard, fighting the current that was sweeping us parallel to land.
Kick, kick,
kick.
kick.
I spotted a
break in the waves and managed to propel us through it into the calm waters of
a lagoon.
break in the waves and managed to propel us through it into the calm waters of
a lagoon.
My lungs
burning, I kept swimming until my feet touched the sandy bottom.
burning, I kept swimming until my feet touched the sandy bottom.
With the
last vestiges of my energy, I heaved Aly out of the water onto the shore.
last vestiges of my energy, I heaved Aly out of the water onto the shore.
I turned
her onto her side and tilted her head backwards. Then, totally wrung-out, I
collapsed next to her.
her onto her side and tilted her head backwards. Then, totally wrung-out, I
collapsed next to her.
Author Bio
SC Daiko, aka Siobhan, is an
award-winning British author of fast-paced international bestselling
contemporary romance and romantic suspense. Siobhan loves to swim in the sea,
travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has
worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before
moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband and two cats. Nothing
makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.
award-winning British author of fast-paced international bestselling
contemporary romance and romantic suspense. Siobhan loves to swim in the sea,
travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has
worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before
moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband and two cats. Nothing
makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.
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