**Shameless by Sybil Bartel**
Good Morning,
Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! I have featured this talented
author quite a few times before and I am thrilled to be welcoming her back
again. Today we get to learn more about her latest release! Yay! Please allow
me to re-introduce to the blog Sybil Bartel and her latest release, SHAMELESS …
Plus, a GIVEAWAY!
**SYBIL BARTEL**
**BIO**
Sybil Bartel grew up in Northern California with her head in a
book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady
scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the
world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a
love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.
Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much
as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or
fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find
her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly
practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…
But Seriously?
Here are ten things you probably really want to know about
Sybil.
She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She
loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes
(but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite
word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for
muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she
has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.
To
find out more about Ms. Bartel, please visit:
**SHAMELESS**
Publication
date:
June 18th, 2020
Series:
Alpha Bodyguard #8
Genres:
Adult, Contemporary, Romance
**BLURB**
Bodyguard.
Shadow.
Warrior.
The Marines trained me to be a weapon. Tactical warfare
was in my blood. I didn't think twice when I was deployed for the
fifth time because I was born battle ready. Then a mission went south
and left me with a medical discharge.
Too many years downrange, I didn't fit in the civilian
world. Taking a job with the best security firm in the business
seemed like a solid plan…until I was assigned babysitting duty for a
spoiled little rich girl. The only thing worse than the assignment was the
client's smart mouth. She thought she could run it—all over me—and
not suffer the consequences. She was wrong.
Now she was about to find out how shameless a bodyguard
could be.
**EXCERPT**
“You have got to be kidding me,” I muttered
into the empty SUV as I pulled up to the bullshit rehab place that was more
like a five-star resort and laid eyes on the woman standing out front.
Grabbing my phone, I scrolled to the most
recent pic of the client, even though I knew what the hell she looked like. I’d
had the displeasure of meeting her almost a year ago.
Blonde, stacked, smirking at the camera, her
image played me.
I glanced back at the brunette in front of
the rehab place who was standing next to two suitcases in fifty degree temps
without a coat. Her ass hanging out in hot pants, boots up to her knees,
stomach-baring shirt, she’d put on twenty pounds of perfect curves. Flipping
her mane of wavy hair that was just begging to be fisted, she crossed her arms
and tapped her foot as she glared at the Escalade.
Fuck my life, she looked like the last
brunette I was stupid enough to sink my dick into.
Slowing the SUV to a stop, I put the
passenger window down and leveled her with a look.
“You?” Summer Amherst asked in
disgust.
My whole life I’d been cursed by my last
name. Everyone I’d ever met wanted something from me, or they wanted something
from my father, and I was just leverage.
Except Shade the Bodyguard didn’t seem to
give a single damn what my last name was.
Exhaling, he let his gaze drift down my body,
taking in every inch like he was touching me, then he looked back at my eyes
and shook his head.
“Remember this moment,” he ordered.
“Oh-kay.” I kinda hated how good he looked in
his leather jacket. And I wondered if the stubble across his face was
purposeful or because he hadn’t had time to shave before driving up from Miami.
I also wondered who the hell Cara was, but carefully trying to shove that whole
part of our conversation down, I compartmentalized. Because I didn’t want to
know about Cara and the ass pounding she got from him. “Why?”
“Because when it all goes to shit, this was
the turning point.” His hand landed on the small of my back. “Come on,
princess.”
Awareness shot up my spine and down my body,
then went straight to my core. “We’re going to eat in the restaurant?”
“Yeah,” he acquiesced begrudgingly.
I smiled. Wide.
“Fuck,” he grumbled, leading me to the front
door and pulling it open for me. “I’m gonna regret the hell out of this.”
Buy Links
**GIVEAWAY**
Blitz-wide Giveaway (INT)
$50 Amazon Gift Card
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