Wednesday, 12 September 2018

#MidWeekTease and Master...where Caden wonders why...

Hi all and yes, it's #MidWeekTease time and fingers crossed this goes up at the right time...

I really scratched my head (no I do not have head lice) wondering what would be a good tease this week. I've not written many words due to that flipping gluten attack, and was struggling a bit.

But then I had an idea (well a glimmer of an idea, as on one sentence) for a story, and decided I needed to reread Master.

So your #MidWeekTease is from there...


Caden McCourt did not expect to find his estranged wife Diana at a BDSM club. When he does, the renowned Master is determined to claim back his errant wife. 
When Diana left him fifteen years prior, she lost a part of herself. Seeing Cade again throws her into a tail spin. 
She cannot be the sub he needs, but she can't walk away either. When she's challenged by Cade to face her demons, her old nightmares resurface. Can they overcome the chasm between them, or are the nightmares simply too strong?

and your tease...
Chapter One
Cade wandered the house, room to room, the letter in his hand. One word, one fucking word. A simple and stark 'no'. Why?
She'd seemed happy ... okay, he allowed, maybe not exactly happy, but fine with things. Accepting some things and asking a lot of questions about others. However, that was always a good thing, yes?
Not, in this case no. A big sodding on your bike, mate, take a hike no.
Nothing of her remained. Well yes, he allowed, everything he'd bought was still there. But her? Her essence, herself? That was one big bloody no. Not even a hint of her perfume in the drawers or wardrobe. It was as if she'd never been there.
He ran his fingers over the top of the dressing table. No dust, but then there wasn't likely to be. She'd loved the antique piece he'd given her, telling him she'd never ever part with it, but she'd left it. Hell, she'd joked if he ever got fed up with her the dresser was part of her severance pay. He'd shown her just how unlikely that scenario was. Cade would have bet his best Shibari rope she'd enjoyed being persuaded.
Wrong again.
The fact she'd gone told Cade more than anything just how she'd cut herself off from him. How she couldn't accept him as he was and, he acknowledged, always would be.

For the first time in his adult life, Caden McCourt cried. Big heaving sobs that racked his body.
And strangely for him, he didn't plot revenge. 

(If you want to read more about Caden and his lady, you can buy Master from Evernight Publishing,( by clicking on here  ) Kobo, Smashwords and Amazon.) 

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With many thanks to Angelica Dwson, who sorts all this out for us.

Happy reading,

love  Raven xx