He’s never been so tempted.
And he’s going to give in on May 8th!
Keep reading for an excerpt from His Beauty by Sofia Tate!!!
Fans of New York Times bestselling authors Samantha Young, Sylvia Day, and E. L. James won’t want to miss this modern—and deliciously wicked—take on a classic fairy tale . . .
She never should have come here. Twice a week, Lily Moore comes to work for me, stealing my breath with her light and beauty and sweetness. She doesn’t know the dangerous path she’s on. All she knows is that I am a reclusive artist living on a crumbling estate. That I am scarred, broken by life. A beast . . .
Lily ignites a hunger unlike anything I’ve known, one that could shatter the isolated world I live in. Even as I see the same longing for me in her oh-so-blue eyes, I know she belongs to another—one who does not deserve her. But it’s just a matter of time before the tension between us breaks. For this beast will have what he desires. To hell with the consequences. This is my world . . . and I will claim my beauty.
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Nothing I’ve ever created with my hands is as beautiful as Lily standing in the doorway of my studio. She’s wearing a long-sleeved black jersey dress that accentuates every luscious curve of her body. Black stiletto boots adorn her feet, gilding her sexy form even further.
But what has my cock hardened to the point of pain is her hair. I’m so used to seeing it tied up in a ponytail. This evening, however, it falls freely and cascades past her shoulders. How I want to run it through my fingers and then fist it as I take her…
“Is something wrong?” she asks innocently. She has no idea how everything is so right at this moment.
Say something, you fool. She’ll think something really is wrong.
“You are stunning, Lily. Words just fail me.”
A smile of relief lights up her pale face. “Thank you,” she whispers, now turning a shade of pink at my compliment.
Her eyes roam over me. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”
I straighten out the collar on my suit jacket. I dressed up for her. I haven’t worn a suit in years, and I worried if it would still fit me. But it did, like a glove.
“My turn to say thank you, then,” I reply.
She takes a step toward me. “May I?”
My heart stops when she comes closer. I can smell her now, a cloud of lavender wafting around her.
She reaches up to adjust my tie. “You have no mirrors in the house, Grayson,” she offers as an explanation. She pats it down and looks at her handiwork. “There.”
I swallow deeply, her scent intoxicating me. “Thank you.”
I can’t take my eyes from hers. Suddenly a loud growl escapes her stomach.
We both laugh as she blushes. “Well, that wasn’t embarrassing.”
I offer her my hand. “Let’s go feed you.”
Growing up in Maplewood, New Jersey, Sofia was the good girl who went to Catholic school and never misbehaved. If only the nuns could see her now – writing contemporary erotic romance with smoking hot heroes, strong heroines, and lots of naughty words!
Once a month, she watches “North and South” with Richard Armitage because she loves hearing him say, “Look back. Look back at me.” She is also slightly obsessed with European royals and reruns of “Battle of the Network Stars” every Monday night on ESPN Classic.
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