Melanie Hoskin

Everdene - Classic Cliterature Melanie Hoskin Lines edition

Publisher Marketing: Nicknamed the 'Icy Bitch', Catherine Everdene is an independent career woman who wins over boardrooms using her flirtatious sparkle. Used to being in control, that all changes when she encounters Dillon Oak in the London office. Her seduction of his mind goes astray when he begins to penetrate the cracks in her closely-guarded heart, and she escapes to New York, where her complicated love life really starts to get messy. Her dominating and mischievous behaviour captures the attention of Bill Boldwood, an obsessive CEO with secret fetishes, and charming, but manipulative, alpha-male lawyer, Troy Selgent. Who will eventually win her heart? More to the point, who will survive to win her heart? Set in modern day London, New York and the Dorset countryside, Everdene is based on Thomas Hardy's original love story, Far from the Madding Crowd. A classic romance, re-told with erotic undertones of domination & submission, Everdene is an emotional journey of love, heartbreak, death and friendship. Ideal reading for fans of classic literature as well as contemporary erotic romance. Excerpts: "Take off your shoes and clothes. I don't want water dripped everywhere," she said, just as suddenly as her observation; apparently she didn't know the courtesy concept - only this freakish one. * * * 'Maybe a husband-slave has his uses . . . vibrators can't carry suitcases' * * * With that her prank was set in motion; awaiting the arrival of Boldwood at work on Monday, and his opening of the hand-written addressed envelope marked 'Private and Confidential' that contained a card loaded with a gun of erotic suggestion. * * * Now he didn't want the job long-term - he just wanted to fix what he'd left unfinished. Dillon was still being the knight in shining armor, only now he was there only to save the people, and not their Queen. * * * "Troy Selgent, but you, my lady, can call me Troy - or anything you like for that matter." He handed her a business card and smiled, a salacious grin as he emphasized the 'British lady reference' and 'call me anything' parts. * * * 'Wow, for a guy, he really is a romantic, sentimental wordsmith.' * * * "So Neanderthal - I've been dragged into your cave," she replied, rolling her eyes at him. * * * He looked down at the object; Catherine hadn't stopped him coming into her office, nor had she hurriedly concealed the box - or the contents. Inside was a highly polished wooden object - a strange sort of bow shape with two wing screws at either end. On closer inspection, he saw that the shape was in fact two thinner shapes screwed together, and in the center was a small rectangular hole. He recalled seeing a similar object sitting on a shelf in Mistress Avianne's basement room back in London. "I don't know what it is," said Catherine, looking blankly at him. * * * "Yes, because New York socialite strong-minded women go around with labels saying 'I whip men for fun'," replied Liddy sarcastically.