Bloggin' with M.Brennan: BLOG TOUR: Resist by K. Bromberg

Monday, August 5, 2019

BLOG TOUR: Resist by K. Bromberg

"A sexy, emotional roller coaster ride with explosive chemistry between a powerhouse couple. I was hooked from the first page!"-- J.T. Geissinger, author

Resist, the first in an all-new irresistible duet by New York Times bestselling author K. Bromberg is available now!

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From the New York Times bestselling author of the Driven series comes a powerful romance about reaching great heights through low depths.

Who says you have to play by the rules to get what you want?

Agreeing to meet Ryker Lockhart is my first mistake. Rich, handsome, and more than intriguing, he thinks blackmail will bend me to his will.

But he’s wrong.

I may have done a few things that weren’t exactly legal, but I have my own reasons for that. The last thing I’m going to do is let some high-powered divorce attorney come into my life, have my body, and rule my heart. Not to mention ruin everything that I have carefully built in just a short amount of time.

But as much as I try to resist him, and against my better judgment, there is something about him that has me agreeing to his proposal.

I’m putting everything on the line for him. I just hope I won’t lose everything when this is all over.

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Excerpt:

“It won’t be as easy as you think to walk away from the high life. Money is a powerful thing. Once you have it, it’s hard as hell to live without, Vaughn.”

I start to protest but then realize he doesn’t get it. He knows how much he is paying me. He sees the expensive clothes and jewelry I have on but has no clue they are from thrift stores and pawnshops. “I’ll walk away.” The chuckle he emits scrapes over my nerves and irritates them. “No, you won’t. You’re addicted to the power of it. Of knowing you can bring a man to his knees. Of the ability to use your body to get exactly what you want.” “You don’t know a thing about me.” But the ghost of a smirk that plays at the corner of his mouth makes me fear he just might. “You don’t have to be embarrassed by it, Vaughn. I get off on the same type of power when I’m in court. It’s a high. Something once you have a taste of, you only seem to want more of.” “Don’t paint your experience on my canvas,” I murmur. “Here we are,” he says, pulling my attention to our surroundings instead of to him. We’re standing outside the entrance to The Club, and every part of me deflates a little at the thought of having to go back inside with him. Of having to play more of the part, when this, me getting to be a little more of myself, has been so unexpected and nice. “Here we are,” I repeat. We stare at each other, the shadows of the night playing over his face and reminding me I barely know this man and that I do, in fact, want to know him more. “I’d be more than happy to drive you home—” “But—” He puts a finger to my lips. “But that’s too personal.” He steps into me so that we’re both in the shadows now on the broad sidewalk. “It’s too personal,” I agree as I draw in the scent of him, the feel of his palms as they run up and down my arms. And for the briefest of moments I forget what I’m doing here and that he’s paid me for it because all I can think about is him kissing me. All I want is him to. “Why don’t we go—” His lips close ever so slowly over mine so that I have no choice but to sink into the kiss. A kiss that’s soft and tender when every other one we’ve shared thus far has been raging with a lascivious desire. But not this one. My body heats up nerve by nerve. Muscle by muscle. Sensation by sensation. Until he leans back so his forehead rests against mine and we breathe in the same air. “Good night, Vaughn.” What? My head snaps up as Ryker takes a step back, regret owning every part of his expression, including the desire warring in his eyes. “I don’t understand.” Flummoxed, I stand where I am and just watch him as he takes another step back and points to the taxi pulled up to the curb at my back. “Your cab is here.” His smile is pained. “But . . .” He lifts a hand in silent goodbye before he turns the corner, leaving me staring after him as the taxi driver ushers me into the cab. Tears sting my eyes as he pulls away from the curb. Ryker just gave me exactly what I asked for—no sex—and yet every part of me is confused by it. Because I want him. And now I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do about it.

About K. Bromberg

New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.

A mom of three, she plots her novels in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her laptop in tow.

Since publishing her first book in 2013, Kristy has sold over one million copies of her books across sixteen different countries and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times. Her Driven trilogy (Driven, Fueled, and Crashed) is currently being adapted for film by Passionflix with the first movie slated to release in the summer of 2018.

She is currently working on her Everyday Heroes trilogy. This series consists of three complete standalone novels—Cuffed, Combust, and Cockpit (late spring 2018)—and is about three brothers who are emergency responders, the jobs that call to them, and the women who challenge them.

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