Blue Knight
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~ Outline ~
~ Reviews ~
~ Excerpt ~
~ Author’s Note ~
~ Also of Interest ~
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Details
EROTIC ROMANTIC SUSPENSE
A game of seduction where a mistake means death.
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- MF, contemporary settings, multicultural romance subplots.
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- Pages: 205 in PDF, including front matter (Novel-sized story)
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Blue Knight is the third book in the Guns ‘n Lovers series.
The first is Red Leopard, which is now available.
The second is Black Heart, which is also available.
The fourth book in the series will be White Dawn (yet to be written)
For more about the series, click here.
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Outline
Held hostage by the Insurrectos for weeks and forgotten by the world, Olivia has watched Daniel bed everyone women but her, who he can’t see. Daniel lives dangerously and is forced to use her window one night to avoid the guards. Naked and faced with a long-legged woman who doesn’t want him, his curiousity is piqued.
Under the hostile, suspicious gazes of the guards, they begin a game of heated seduction where the stakes are so high no one, not even their fellow hostages, must suspect there is a connection between them. As Daniel teaches her how to defy the guards the tension between them, both sexual and personal, spirals until it threatens to shatter.
Olivia learns that Daniel is not quite who she thought he was. Now she is fighting for Daniel’s life too, for if the Insurrectos find out who he really is, then the man she has come to love will be instantly executed…
Reviews
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Snippets from a much longer review:
I loved how the story opened with a naked Daniel making himself at home in Olivia’s bed. The term sex-on-a-stick could easily be used to describe Daniel. He is seriously smoking hot. … The political intrigue and action of the story are surprisingly well done. …The love scenes were passionate with both Daniel and Olivia having issues to overcome while still enjoying the physical side of their new relationship….I found Blue Knight to be an entertaining story with spicy and tender love scenes, a well matched hero and heroine and plenty of action and suspense to keep the reader immersed in the story.
Leslie for Leslie’s Psyche
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Also from a much longer review:
This is a very tense and meaty novel–with the love story being central to the book. The relationships which began in the first two books also progress. So there is plenty in this novel for romance fans to like. But it is also made very intense because of the context of the novel and the danger in which these lovers constantly find themselves.
This is a very well-written novel. However, I have to admit that it was slow starting for me–switching back and forth from the hostages to the strategizing of the ousted government was not easy for me at first. Yet it all came together ultimately and it was a very good read. Cooper-Posey is a writer of note and has lots of successes under her literary belt. She has kept the tension and energy alive in this third novel and that is not easy to do. I had the feeling that this book was every bit as compelling as any by Robert Ludlum or James Patterson. Others may not agree, but for me it kept me on the edge of my chair from page one.
Judith for Book Binge
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I love it when novels start with a bang, and Blue Knight took off with full force from the first words and refused to slow down. Readers are introduced to a captive Olivia and the mysterious Daniel, who slips into Olivia’s room late at night. He’s completely nude and in need of refuge of those searching for him, unaware Olivia has been watching him for some time. Unlike the women with whom Daniel is accustomed to interacting—and bedding—she treats him with indifference, which he can’t help but find intriguing.
What I particularly liked about Blue Knight was the strong, rounded characterization of Olivia. What she was willing to do in order to protect who she loved while fiercely upholding her beliefs. Likewise, I loved the way Olivia’s relationship with Daniel unfolded, and how the author showed, through both action and language, how trust grew and fortified the more they got to know each other, and how that contributed to their arc.
This was a powerful read with a fascinating plot, strong characters, and not to mention sex scenes that range from sensuous to just smoking hot. I recommend it for anyone looking for an original story complete with a compelling romance.
Denise for Happy Ever After Reviews
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Excerpt
An Excerpt From: BLUE KNIGHT
Copyright © TRACY COOPER-POSEY, 2010
All Rights Reserved.
While he sat in the one chair in the room, Olivia actually sprawled on the floor like a teenager, her long legs everywhere. Daniel wondered if she was aware of the fact that she had let her hair down—quite literally—and kicked off her shoes.
He kept the cup topped up. She took it black, like him.
She lay on her stomach, the coffee cup and a book just ahead of her, sometimes lifting up her feet to let the trousers fall back and show off her trim legs. Sometimes, she rolled over on one hip. And sometimes she sat up cross-legged.
Why could she not sit decorously on the bed like an old maid?
The knowledge that her breasts lay beneath the soft silk of her shirt, unbound, burned like a brand on his mind. Had she known what that fact would do to him? He had not been able to dismiss it from his mind all day. Four buttons on her shirt. Tiny things he could get rid of with one good tug. His hands itched to slide aside the blue silk and cup her breasts, to make her arch and moan in his arms.
It was a wonder she could not feel his overpowering need for her. It seemed to pulse from him in waves, like a radiant room heater, giving lie to every word he spoke to her. She kept provoking him, kept forcing truth from him.
How did she do that? In his position, honesty was a luxury he could not afford.
It wasn’t women over thirty that he was afraid of.
It was just one – Olivia.
And it wasn’t Olivia he feared, so much as the truth she extracted from him every time she stepped within his radius.
“You look sad,” Olivia said, sipping her coffee. She was lying on her side now, one elbow beneath her, her hair trailing on the carpet. She smiled a little. “And suddenly older.”
Damn. Daniel sat up straighter. He was getting tired. He reached for something. Anything to deflect her. “You were wrong, you know. Earlier. Most women over thirty don’t know how to have just sex. They mix it up with emotions, with what they think is ‘love’ and complicate it. And they have no idea about how to simply have sex and just enjoy themselves.”
She put the coffee down, but otherwise showed no sign of reaction. But her eyes seemed suddenly bluer. Sapphire blue and big.
“I’m wrong about a lot of things,” she said, her voice mellow. Mellow like the call of trumpets to battle. Daniel could feel the prickle of tension up his spine. “But I know something you plainly have overlooked, or chosen to ignore because it suits you to pretend otherwise. Women over thirty—women like me, because that’s who we’re talking about, isn’t it? Me.” She gave a small smile that made him think of a cat with sheathed claws. A big cat. A lion, or a cheetah. A sleek predator. His gut tightened in a pleasurable way. Didn’t she know a man loved the hunt as much as the kill?
“Let’s call it for what it is,” she said. “I know far more about how to have better sex than any twenty-something walking the planet. I’ve had more sex than they have. Good, bad and plain indifferent sex, period. I’m experienced. I know how to make you cry for mercy. I know my own likes and dislikes and I’m old enough to be adventurous. So don’t ever accuse me of not knowing how to have sex, because you’re dead wrong. You’re so far wrong, Daniel, that monks would weep with hysteria, if they knew.”
He was drowning in her eyes.
Three movements. That was all it would take to rip her trousers from her body, his own from his and drive his cock deep inside her.
He gripped the arm of the chair, as his body tried to pull him from the chair to the floor where she lay.
“It’s a pity you’re more interested in bedding a walrus than me, then, isn’t it?” he ground out. “I’m missing out on an education, from the sound of it.”
She picked up the cup and put it on the table next to him. He could see clearly delineated by the silk the soft outline of the underside of her breast beneath the pocket of her shirt.
He breathed in a sharp, ragged lungful of air and dug his fingernails more deeply into the upholstery of the chair.
Olivia lay on her back on the carpet. Her hair spread out across the Axminster. She rested one hand on her abdomen. “At least a walrus has clear motives,” she murmured.
He surged from the chair before he processed his own thoughts or the wisdom of what he was about to do. The pulsating need bloomed and drove him with the power of its growing drive.
He grabbed Olivia’s wrists and brought them above her head and pinned them easily under one hand, even before her eyes widened in surprise, as he straddled her hips and anchored her with the weight of his own. He thrust his thigh between hers, pushing it high between her legs until it came up hard against her pussy. He felt a slender channel of heat against his leg.
He hooked his finger over the opening at the top of her shirt. “Clear motives, Olivia? How clear do my motives have to be? How simple does wanting you have to be? How badly do I need to have to want you before it moves beyond simple?”
Her eyes widened. “Daniel…” she breathed.
It was the most delicious sound he’d ever heard, his name on her lips, said in that breathless way. But he would have more. He’d have her screaming his name. His body was shaking with the need to have her arching beneath him. Bucking.
He tugged sharply and the top button flew away with a soft snap of thread. Olivia moaned and against his leg he could feel the heat grow moist. She wanted him.
Author’s Note
I don’t know what it is about the men of Vistaria, but every time I write one of these novels, I hate finishing them. Each novel gets just a little bit longer, too. I’m only sorry it took so long to get back to La Vistaria de Escobedo, and Nick and the Loyalists’ fight to win back their country. I don’t think I’ll leave it as long for White Dawn, the next book in the series.
Also of Interest
White Dawn is the next book in the series.
Available now. See the links at the top right of this page.
Tracy Cooper-Posey © 1999 - 2011 