Release Blitz: Locked

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Title: Locked
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: November 28, 2017

BLURB

People say I’m ferocious. Wild. Dangerous.
They’re right. That’s why I live on an island alone.
The jungle is my home. My personal prison.
Until she arrived.
The moment her helicopter crashed on my land, everything changed.
She’s the only survivor … And I’m keeping her locked up in a pit.
It’s been too long since I last touched a woman, especially one so beautiful.
It makes me hunger for her.
I want her … So I’ll keep her …
And I’ll make her mine.

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EXCERPTS

#1

When the sun has been gone for a while, and the only remaining light in the hut is the small candle beside my bed, he starts prepping the bed. He places a pillow made of fur on top, blows out the candle, and attempts to crawl behind me.
“Wait,” I mutter, which makes him pause. If we’re going to share a bed, the least we should know is what to call each other. “What … what’s your name?”
He frowns. “Lock.”
Lock. What a strange name for a man like him.
Not that it matters. Biting my lip, I respond, “I’m Juliet Baker.”
“Jul …”
He seems to have some trouble pronouncing it.
“Juliet,” I repeat.
“Julet.”
“No, Juliet.”
“Jule,” he murmurs, his voice lower than usual.
I shake my head. “Ju-li-et.” It can’t be that hard, can it?
“Ju-et.”
I roll my eyes and sigh. “Jules is fine.”
“Jules.” He smiles. “Jules.”
I don’t know why, but every time he says my name like that, my whole body tingles. Shit.
Don’t let his husky voice get to you so much, Jules.
He’s just a man.
Who captured you.
And is still keeping you as a pet.
I take a breath and sigh. He keeps staring at me for a few more seconds before crawling onto the bed as well.
I tense up the moment he lies down beside me, and I can feel his breath on my skin even though he doesn’t touch me. There’s no telling what he’ll do if I don’t fight this, so I force myself to stay vigilant while I hear him fall into a deep sleep. He snores while I refuse to sleep.
When I’m sure he’s far beyond the possibility of waking up, I slowly inch up from the bed. He groans, so I stop momentarily and watch him roll over on the bed, facing the ceiling. His face is quite rugged but in a good way. Handsome, even.
What are you doing, Jules? Get out of there!
Right, I shouldn’t be thinking about this at all.
It’s time to run.
I quickly rid myself of the rope around my wrists and throw it on the ground. I put on my shoes again, which he took off and placed underneath the bed.
I go to the kitchen area and grasp the flask, then I bolt for the door. There’s no lock, and it opens without making too much sound. I hope he doesn’t wake up soon because he’ll probably chase me, which is why I have to make a run for it.
Now.

#2

When she hands me the flask back, I place it on the table and go back to the box, fishing out a few pieces of jerky. The moment she sees me holding them, her face contorts. I still attempt to give it to her. With a smile too.
Still, she shakes her head at the meat.
What is wrong with this woman?
Why won’t she eat?
I even gave her a smile and everything. What else does she want from me?
Does she not want to live at all or what?
I push it against her lips and say, “Eat.”
“No …” she mumbles, leaning back as far as possible.
I growl, “Eat.”
Her eyes dart up to mine, so I gaze at her with equal ferocity. I haven’t met a lot of women, most of them were just as scared of me as she was, but none of them were this fiery. This one’s gutsy. I like it.
What I don’t like is how she keeps refusing to eat. She has to eat something. Otherwise, she’ll die.
“Eat,” I say again, losing my patience.
I hold it up to her mouth and wait until she opens it. She takes the tiniest of tiny nibbles and chews on it with a face that reminds me of the ones I saw before I was on this island … back when I still thought I could adapt to their world.
My face darkens as I watch her chew with reluctance until she swallows and coughs immediately after.
I nod and hold out the meat again.
“No, no more, please,” she says, her voice croaky.
I grunt and place the jerky on the nightstand beside the bed. Frustrated, I turn around and leave the hut, slamming the door shut behind me.
I wish I understood women, but I don’t. I don’t fucking understand any person, at all.
That’s why I live on my own, and having her here only reminds me of that fact.
Maybe I should’ve gotten rid of her, after all. It would’ve saved me the trouble of looking out for her, feeding her, giving her my bed.
Goddammit.
I grasp the ax from the box outside and begin chopping wood. It’s the only thing I can do when my mind is going in circles. I need to get this shit off my mind and focus on work. Things I can actually fix, instead of … women.
Why do females have to be so complicated?
I gave her food, and she’s not even thankful.
She won’t eat, she didn’t thank me for rescuing her, and she keeps running away.
I sigh and ram the ax into the block, letting out all my anger on the wood.
I refuse to give up. I made my choice, and I’m sticking with it. I will just have to tame the girl.
One way or another, she will eat, and she will adjust. Maybe in time, she’ll learn to appreciate the island … and maybe even start cooking for me.
Yeah, that’d be nice.
Her, me, a spit-roast on the beach, and a fur blanket to cuddle on.
My mouth waters at the thought.
Maybe this girl destroyed some of the jungle, but it doesn’t have to all be bad.
She could be my woman.
That’d definitely be nice.

#3

“Close your eyes,” I say.
She raises a brow. “Why?” Her voice sounds insecure.
I smile. “Trust me.”
She narrows her eyes, contemplating it for a second. Trust is the first step. The rest comes next. We’re nowhere without it, so I want to teach her this. I don’t want to be her enemy.
“Please?” I add as she did way back when.
It makes her blink a couple of times, but then she finally closes her eyes for me.
She sits there, waiting, her body locked in position, skin bare … ready for plunder.
Perfect.
But I have to hold myself back if I want this to work, so I clear my throat and focus on the bowl in my hand. I take out a berry and push it against her lips.
“Open your mouth.”
“What is it?” she asks, frowning.
“Do you trust me or not?”
After a moment, she tentatively parts her lips, and I push the berry inside. “Bite.”
When she does, her eyes flash open, and she grins. “A berry?” She glances at the bowl, so I guess the surprise is gone now. “You brought me berries?” She giggles.
“What?” I say, grabbing another one.
“Nothing … it’s just …”
I narrow my eyes as I push another one into her mouth and watch her chew meticulously. I can see her swallow, and I imagine her tongue and how good it would feel wrapped around my dick.
Fuck.
“You said you only wanted meat,” she says, pulling me from my thoughts.
I wish she’d want the meat …
And I don’t mean the one from my kitchen.
Fuck me, I’m getting too excited about seeing her tied up in my bed. I shouldn’t … not yet, at least.
“I do,” I say. “But you don’t.”
I push another berry into her mouth and watch her eat it with glee.
“So you’re feeding me now?”
“Shhh …” I stuff more into her mouth until she’s laughing. “Eat your food.”
“Or what?” she taunts. “I’m already tied up; what else are you gonna do?”
“Oh …” A deep rumbling laugh leaves my throat. “There are plenty of other things I could do.”
She almost spits out her berries. Almost. “Like what?”
“Curious?” I muse, lifting a brow.
“Maybe.” She licks her lips and then ogles the berries again. Or my dick. I’m not sure because the bowl is right between my legs. “More?”
Oh, yes … there’s definitely more.
And I can’t wait to give it to her.

AUTHOR BIO

Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, the Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, Viktor, Unprofessional Bad Boys, RUIN, the Indecent Games Series, FATHER, and CAGED. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.


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