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-heart is what first drove her to begin twisting
her own tales of scorching romance.
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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