Sunday, November 4, 2018

Truth (A Sinful Series #1) by Trilina Pucci: Blog Tour Excerpt & Giveaway



It was a tryst.
A sin swallowed down by desire.

That’s what I tell myself.
But my body isn’t the only part that
aches for him now.

I sold my soul.
Now my heart is a slave to the devil.
Dominic King.

He unveiled the taboo,
illuminating my lie
and unexpectedly stole my heart.

But I walked away.


Lust is my religion.
She became my sanctuary.

If it’s forgiveness she seeks
the price just doubled.

And she’ll pay it bound at my feet.

I gave her pain for pleasure.
Her truth.

Now I’ll make her beg me for more.  

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About the Author:

It all started when…
Trilina decided, 3 years ago, that between making grilled cheese sandwiches and running carpool she was going to write saucy novels for readers to titillate and excite them. She hasn't slowed down since!

Trilina has always had a love of writing, as a child she would journal and typically change the ending of whatever she was writing to suit her daydream. A knack for storytelling has translated into her debut, as an author, being met with rave reviews.

She lives in California where she multitasks the roles of wifey, mama and author. She hopes you enjoy her words and keep coming back for more!
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She darts her eyes to the door and then back to me, raising her eyebrows as some kind of challenge. I can’t help it; the corner of my mouth to turn upward into a sly smile. She wants to play. Giving me a wink, she walks toward the doors, and I know I need to act. Refocusing, I start on my original path, weaving through people and making my way to her. Outside, I see her hail a cab, still looking around for her friends. I need one sign that I’m not crazy, blinded by my desire for her. The car pulls up and she reaches for the door, looking back over her shoulder. Her hesitation is all that’s needed because she isn’t looking for her friends; she’s looking for me. It’s in that moment that I’m spurred forward, feeling the most incredible sense of urgency for her to stay. Without second-guessing, I reach out as she ducks into the cab, grabbing her elbow and feeling the delicious charge between us. Her head shoots back, and our eyes meet again. “Truth or Dare, gorgeous…”

Time seems to stop; at the least, my breathing does. All my wettest dreams rest on this very moment. The gleam in her eyes says she wants to play, and that’s the beauty of the question. I can see her truth, she wants this, and the dare is a challenge she won’t pass up. Pushing back up slowly to standing, she looks at me and then down to her elbow. I wonder if she feels the connection, the vibe, the charge—whatever the fuck anyone wants to call it, we have it. I know she feels it. The moment our eyes locked, I could see everything. I recognize her yearning, the fire and the need to dominate and be dominated but not be controlled. This woman is made for me. I feel dizzy from just touching her elbow, drunk from the haze of our connection. Her eyes bore down to my depths because like recognizes like and we stand lost in each other. I know her answer before it leaves those gorgeous plump lips.

“Truth,” she whispers.

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