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Saturday, October 28, 2017

Feature: The Captain's Rebel by CB Halverson

**The Captain’s Rebel by C.B. Halverson**





Hey All! I’ve got to be honest. Pretty sure I saw captain, boat, historical and I had already signed up for this tour. Many of you know that my love of romance began with historical, o it always holds a special place for me – but historical on the open seas is probably the very top of the top for me. You can blame Johnna Lindsey and the Mallory’s for that. However, this book is a bit more than you’ll bet with Ms. Lindsey. A combination of HR and BDSM, this is a relatively new mixture for me. The excerpts are saucy and quite explicit, so I went with the tamer of the choices. Now, I’m not sure why. I should have just blasted on with it, but I didn’t. Just know that you’ll get quite a bit more than what is sampled here. But sexual content aside, I am quite intrigued by the plot and want to see how this book differs and carves out its own story in comparison to those I have read that are similar. Guess I’ll just stop yapping away and get on with it so you guys can get it added to your shelf as well. Please allow me to feature on the blog, THE CAPTAIN’S REBEL by C.B. Halverson …







**C.B. Halverson**

**BIO**

Colleen Halverson is a writer, educator, wife, and mother of two. She is the author of the Aisling Chronicles and writes erotic romance under the pen name C. B. Halverson. She lives in the Driftless area of Wisconsin.

To find out more about Ms. Halverson, please visit:








**THE CAPTAIN’S REBEL**

Author:  C.B. Halverson
Series: Irish Heroines #1
Published by: Entangled Publishing
Publication date: April 3rd 2017
Genres: Erotica, Historical, Romance

**BLURB**

Land. Power. Influence. Mary O’Malley knows these are the only things that matter in her war-torn country. Determined to win back her ancestral home, she must embark on a journey across the Atlantic disguised as a cabin boy. But her ruse brings her under the control of a dangerous sea captain who demands from her the one thing she will never give—complete and total submission.

Captain Richard Grant runs a tight ship, and he didn’t claw his way up through the ranks of the Royal Navy to be undone by a headstrong Irish girl hell-bent on jeopardizing his mission and his crew. If she insists on dressing like a man, then she can take his punishments. He demands obedience, but his insatiable need for her leads to a complex game of sex, desire, and dominance not even he can control.

Awakened by the passion Grant stirs in her, Mary finds herself falling for the stern captain. But when her false identity leads to rumors of her spying for the French, she must choose between her love for Ireland and the man who commands her body—and her heart.


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**EXCERPT – 3 PARTS**
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“What are you doing aboard my ship?”
           I swallowed hard, my lip trembling as I fumbled for the words. I didn’t even know where to start, and my face burned as I tried to gather my thoughts. No matter how I told the story, it all seemed so ridiculous.
           “Tell me!” he commanded.
           “I’m searching for my fiancé.”
           He took a step forward, his boots thudding hard on the floor. “Your fiancé.” He took another step, and I flinched. The ship rolled and tumbled beneath my feet, and I grasped onto the panels, my fingers digging into the polished oak planks.
           “Are you mad?” His fists clenched at his sides, powerful and trembling.
           “It would look that way, sir.” My eyes drilled into a tiny knot on the floor, willing myself to shrink in size so I could dive into it and scurry away like a little mouse. But his boots thundered forward, the small buckles making a sound like clinking chains.
           “Are you in some sort of trouble? Is that it? Are you with child?” His voice softened, and I looked up, startled at the sudden change in his tone.
           “No, sir.”
           “Well, then?” he boomed.
           I jumped, folding myself deeper into the corner of the room. What could I have possibly said to him in that moment? Telling Captain Grant that Johnny’s father had accused me of stealing, so I had to run away to consummate our marriage in order to clear my name and win back my homeland was perhaps not the best way to endear myself to him.
           “There’s been…” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “There’s been trouble at home.”
           Grant let out an exasperated sound, shaking his head and turning away with a curse. “You do understand you are aboard a ship with over seven hundred male sailors, correct? A woman has no place on a ship of the line bound for battle. I cannot guarantee your safety.”
           “I know that, sir.”
           “And due to the nature of our mission, I am in no position to turn us around.”
           “Yes, sir.”
           He shook his head, pacing the room. “You have endangered yourself and my men with your presence. I know officers who would hang you for treason against England for what you have done.”
           “I suppose it’s a good thing I’m not English, then.” The words popped out before I could stop them, my latent nationalism waving a pitiful green flag in the dim light of the Captain’s chambers.
           A muscle flickered in his jaw, and when he turned to me again, I nearly gasped at the rage in his bright eyes. All the blood drained from my face, and I bit my lip, willing my saucy tongue to hold still.
           “You think this is some sort of game?” His eyes narrowed, and he pressed closer to me.
           My courage fired back, and I straightened, raising my shoulders in a challenge.
           His eyes flitted over me from head to toe, and he made a low sound in the back of his throat. “I should throw you overboard and let the fish eat at your rebel heart.”
           “Better to die a rebel than live as a slave.”





A sharp, slapping sound echoed through the room and filled my ears. White hot pain exploded through my body, and I yelped, nearly toppling over the chair as my knees wobbled. My fingernails dug into the wood, my knuckles white.
           He struck me again, tiny needles darting through my skin. I stifled my cry, Grant’s hand still tight around my neck, holding me steady.
           “I’ve had enough of that sharp tongue, boy.
           I looked over my shoulder again, panting, sweat beading down my jaw. My gaze flitted down to Grant’s swollen and twitching cock beneath his nightshirt.
           “You might come to appreciate my sharp tongue, Captain.”






Yet, none of that mattered when I lay so close to this man. All I could think of was the smooth texture of his arms caging me against him, his muscles flexing as he thrust into me. The sound of his moans as he tucked into my body haunted me constantly, and I longed to feel the sharp bristles of his unshaven cheek as he buried his face into my neck. Grant surrounded me, his hard masculine power spellbinding, and with one word he could make me submit to him. Me. Mary O’Malley, who submitted to no man, no government, no King. But for my Captain, I would have given anything. He was my compass, my North Star, my lighthouse, the voice calling me home. Not to Ireland, but to his body. Again and again.








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Well ??????? You HAVE to tell me what you thought! What do you think about the HR/BDSM content being intertwined? Good call, or keep it contemporary and separate? I’m thinking it’s going to be a dirty Lindsey – if you will. And for me, I think that just might work. It’s all going to come down to the writing and story though. So tell me – have any of you read Ms. Halverson before? This is a first book in series, so that could be exciting news for some of you! Your feedback is always wanted. Don’t forget to enter the GIVEAWAY! I hope you all enjoyed your time here today. A thanks to Xpresso Book Tour for putting all of the info together. And a special thank you to Ms. Halverson for allowing us to feature her book today!


As always, buy links are included in the post. If you are so inclined, purchase the book for yourself. There is no better way to support an author. I would like to thank each and every one of you for joining us today. Wishing you all a fabulous day. Until next time …


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