Sassy Southern Books: Torn & Tied (Bonded Duet) by Abigail Davies

Torn Bond (Bonded Duet: Book One)

Release Date: January 15, 2020

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Trope: Angsty & Forbidden

Cover Design: Pink Elephant Designs

Photographer: JW Photography and Covers

Models: Bobbi Darting & Tyler Smith King

Synopsis

She’d been unexpected. A path I hadn’t thought I’d take. But once she was on my radar, there was no turning back. Being deceptive was part of my job as a DEA agent, but I’d learned how to deceive people a long time before that. I’d been deep undercover for nine months. Nine months away from the self-made family I’d been accepted into. Nine months of losing myself in a world I’d grown up in. Nine months of forgetting who I was. But all it took was one action to springboard me back into the real world. Belle wasn’t meant to walk into the club of a cartel boss. She wasn’t meant to fall into my arms—literally. But there she was, the girl I’d known since she took her first breath. The girl who had grown into a woman people couldn’t take their eyes off. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was protecting her from the evil surrounding us. I thought kissing her and getting her out of there was the only option to keep her safe. It didn’t matter that her lips pressed against mine roared a fire to life within me. It didn’t matter that there was a twenty-two year age gap. It didn’t matter that she was my bosses daughter. All that mattered was that she was safe. Until she wasn’t. I vowed to protect her with my life. I promised she wouldn’t get hurt. But I hadn’t factored her feelings into it. Belle was forbidden fruit I hadn’t been able to resist, and now there was no going back. Bonds weren’t meant to be broken, but ours had been torn apart irrecoverably.

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Excerpt

“You need to leave,” I ground out, flicking my gaze to the right to make sure the coast was still clear. “Why?” she asked, and even though this wasn’t the time to argue, I could feel my lips quirking on one side. Belle was never afraid to ask what others wouldn’t, and she never backed down. I didn’t expect her to do that now, which would mean I’d have to at least tell her something. Her dad wouldn’t like it, but I didn’t have a choice. “I’m on a job,” I told her, moving my gaze back to her and staring into her dark-blue eyes. They held so many emotions, but the one most obvious was relief. “I missed you,” she murmured, and I stepped closer to her. All it would take was one sway of my body, and we’d be touching. “I was worried.” “I’m fine,” I told her, swallowing against the lump in my throat. “You don’t need to worry about me.” She rolled her eyes and puffed out a breath. “Whatever, you know I do.” Her gaze flicked over my shoulder, and her eyes widened. “There’s a couple about to have sex opposite us.” I whipped my head around and saw the sight she’d witnessed. She wasn’t wrong, they were about to have sex. I cursed and pulled her farther down the hallway, knowing I shouldn’t have moved this close to the secret door, but also knowing if I didn’t, she wouldn’t leave, and I needed her to leave so she was safe—but also so she wouldn’t blow my goddamn cover. She pressed her back against the wall, and I leaned closer to her, my hand now on her waist. I squeezed it several times to try and silently communicate what I felt I couldn’t say. “You need to leave. It’s not safe here.” “Why is it not safe?” “Jesus fuckin’ christ, Belle, can you just listen to me for once in your life?” She raised a brow and tilted her head to the side. “You know I don’t respond well to being told what to do, right?” She paused, and I opened my mouth, but she didn’t give me the chance to speak. “I know you know that.” “Fuck.” I slapped my hand against the wall, then leaned closer to her and whispered, “It’s the cartel,” in her ear. I felt her body tense, and a second later, her hand gripped the side of my T-shirt. Good, she was starting to understand why the hell she needed to leave. “You need to go—now.” She turned her head to the side and then slowly brought it back to face me. Her eyes swirled as she whispered, “Someone is watching us.” I kept my body in the exact position and slowly moved my gaze to the right. I couldn’t see Garza’s face, but I recognized his shoes and the gold caps he had on every pair he owned. “Fuck,” I murmured. My nostrils flared, and my stomach dipped. I had to make this look like every other couple in this hallway, which would mean I’d have to cross a line. I’d have to overstep my bounds, something I didn’t want to do but had no choice. “I’m gonna have to kiss you.” “What?” Her brows flew high on her forehead, and I could have sworn her cheeks pinked. “No—” “I don’t have a choice,” I gritted out. “He’s watching us, I need to make sure we look like every other couple in this hallway.” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, and her hand gripped my shirt harder. “I’ll kiss you, then walk you out and put you in a cab. You get out of here and never come back. Got it?” Her chest heaved on a breath, and her whispered, “Got it,” was all I needed.

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Coming Soon

Tied Bond (Bonded Duet: Book Two)

Release Date: January 29, 2020

Synopsis arriving on January 15th!

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About the Author

Abigail Davies grew up with a passion for words, storytelling, maths, and anything pink. Dreaming up characters–quite literally–and talking to them out loud is a daily occurrence for her. She finds it fascinating how a whole world can be built with words alone, and how everyone reads and interprets a story differently. Now following her dreams of writing, Abigail has found the passion that she always knew was there. When she’s not writing: she’s a mother to two daughters who she encourages to use their imagination as she believes that it’s a magical thing, or getting lost in a good book. If she’s doing neither of those things, you can be sure she’s surfing the web buying new makeup, clothes, or binge watching another show as she becomes one with her sofa.