Fangtastic Books: Spotlight on Danger by Dalliance by Tina Christopher

Danger by Dalliance

Tina Christopher

Genre: historic erotic romance with steampunk elements

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave

Date of Publication: 16th April 2014

ISBN: 9781419991783

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Word Count: 70,000

Book Description:

Sequel to Rescue by Ruin.

Sarah Rigdon is desperate. Penniless with taxes due, she can either beg mercy from the ruthless tax collector or turn to the last man she wants to ask for help. Archer Latimer stirs desires no proper lady would ever admit to. Though their meetings always end in quarrels, she can’t deny the heat between them. When he agrees to help, Sarah thinks her luck has turned. But she should have known nothing with Archer is ever easy.

Archer and his lover Warren Dorvee have spent years searching for the right woman to complete their family. Both believe luscious Sarah is the one and now have a chance to pursue her. After all, the price of Archer’s help is for Sarah to pose for Warren’s latest painting. Nude.

But trust has to be earned and a crisis in London threatens their love. The three must navigate through lust, lies and secrets or risk being torn apart forever.

Inside Scoop: Contains m/m, GLBT and ménage.

A Romantica® historical erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

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An Excerpt From: DANGER BY DALLIANCE

Archer raised his brow. He had no idea what he’d expected from Miss Sarah Rigdon, but a demand for an early royalty payment wasn’t it. Her father had improved on Archer’s own patent for a multilevel cog, facilitating the cogs ability to rotate in all directions. This enabled the cogs in the MENV, a Multiple Environment Navigation Vehicle, to run more smoothly. It was an easy modification, but Archer would never take another inventor’s idea without making due payment.

For the last two years, while he’d developed the MENV, he’d paid Rigdon royalties for the use of his cog. And now his daughter, the woman who for two years had teased his senses and driven him a little crazy, wanted him to pay early.

And examine her father’s latest invention.

He bounced his knee, energy sparked by her presence flowing through him.

The invention was intriguing. The Bank of England had been struggling with an increased influx of false notes in the London area for months. It perturbed him that Miss Rigdon knew about this situation. The parties involved had worked very hard to ensure the general public didn’t find out and panic. Paper money would grow worthless and the run on gold could topple their economy.

Mr. Rigdon’s machine was timely indeed. Unfortunately his inventions tended to be big on ideas and rather limited in the execution. Going by Sarah’s expression she didn’t believe in it either.

He would add it to his to-do list, but there were a number of projects more important than trying to fix the unfixable.

Archer leaned back and crossed his legs, tapping his fingers against his knee. “Why would I pay your father’s annual royalties early?”

A flush darkened her cheeks. For a second, desperation flickered in her eyes, but it was gone too quickly for him to be sure.

“Because I asked you to.”

“What do you need the money for?”

“That would be none of your business.”

“On the contrary, Miss Rigdon, it is very much my business.” She tilted her chin in that challenging manner of hers.

His temper flamed. It was bad enough that the little virgin and her voluptuous curves made him hard as a rock as soon as she walked into a room. She might look demure and meek, but deep inside her he sensed a passion that would set the world on fire if she ever released it.

Only he was sure she’d never done so.

Not that he ever got the opportunity to find out. She always looked at him as if he wasn’t worth her time, as if speaking to him was a strenuous task, and when he tried to engage her she excused herself within minutes.

And now she was asking him for a favor and still wouldn’t give an inch. Not this time. “Miss Rigdon?” She huffed. “All right, I require a new wardrobe.” He tilted his head. “A new wardrobe?”

She studied the wall over his shoulders and nodded.

Archer didn’t believe her. Sarah Rigdon was not the type of woman who would come to him asking for money for something as frivolous as new clothes. Hell, most of the time she was buried under so many layers she probably had enough clothes to last a lifetime. “Do you seriously expect me to believe you need more clothes?” He gestured at the three layers that covered her. “You appear to be wearing enough clothes to cover yourself and three more people.”

She narrowed her gaze. Her nostrils flared. “Will you do it or not?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. What are you willing to do in exchange?”

She leaned forward and rested her palms on his desk. A couple of her fingertips appeared slightly stained. He narrowed his gaze. Stained by ink. The smears did not match the ones he had on his fingers from writing and working on his drawings.

Printer’s ink, not writing ink.

“What in God’s name do you expect me to do?”

Her tone of voice grated on his nerves. “If you were anyone else I would say pose for my friend, but I cannot see you being a model.”

She came half out of her chair. “And why on earth not? It is not exactly challenging to stand or sit while someone paints you.”

“Really?” He mirrored her pose and leaned forward until they were only a few inches apart. “Well then, if it is so easy let’s make this the condition for the early payment.”

“All right.”

Her easy acceptance drove him crazy. He still didn’t know why she needed the money. “And you will pose nude.”

She jerked back and straightened. “What?”

Here we are. Now she would have to tell him why she really needed the money and he could assist her with whatever her problem was.

She turned sheet white. Panic glimmered in her eyes before she looked down and tugged on her cuffs.

Archer felt a little nauseated. It had not been his intention to scare her. He sat back down and waited for her surrender.

“All right.”

About the Author:

Tina Christopher spent her early years flitting across the Channel between Germany and England. After touring the world extensively, she finally laid down roots in Toronto. And while Canada’s winters may be frigid, Tina’s characters are anything but!

Like most writers, Tina often hears voices in her head, but it took the encouragement of an editor friend before she actually put fingers to keyboard.

While those first stories will never see the light of day, she’s subsequently honed her craft and learned to build not just worlds, but entire galaxies. Her first book from Ellora’s Cave features a galaxy filled with Vampires, Humans and angel-like aliens called Naema.

When not imagining far away worlds and scorching hot encounters, Tina can be found on her sofa working through her never-ending TBR pile or venturing into the real world—whether to a nearby café or a passport-required destination. She’s a member of the RWA’s Toronto chapter. Her two degrees in environmental conservation, majoring in large animal studies, come in handy when wrestling with supernatural beasties.

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