Title: HOLD ME (Twist Me, #3)
Author: Anna Zaires
Genre: A Dark Erotic Novel
Release Date: June 9,
2015
Captor and captive. Lovers. Soul mates.
We’re all that and more.
We thought we were past the worst of it. We thought we finally
had a chance.
We thought wrong.
We’re Nora and Julian, and this is our story.
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“What
did you dream about?” I ask softly. “Was it Beth?”
“No.”
She shakes her head, and I see that her breathing is beginning to return to
normal. Her voice, however, still holds echoes of horror as she says hoarsely,
“It was you this time. Majid was cutting out your eyes, and I couldn’t stop
him . . .”
I
try not to react, but it’s impossible. Her words hurl me back to that cold, windowless
room, to the nauseating sensations I’ve been trying to forget for the past
several days. My head begins to throb with remembered agony, my half-healed eye
socket burning with emptiness once again. I feel blood and other fluids
dripping down my face, and my stomach heaves at the recollection. I’m no
stranger to pain, or even to torture—my father believed that his son should be
able to withstand anything—but losing my eye had been by far the most
excruciating experience of my life.
Physically,
at least.
Emotionally,
Nora’s appearance in that room probably holds that honor.
It
takes all of my willpower to wrench my thoughts back to the present, away from
the mind-numbing terror of seeing her dragged in by Majid’s men. “You did stop
him, Nora.” It kills me to admit this, but if it weren’t for her bravery, I
would probably be decomposing in some dumpster in Tajikistan. “You came for me,
and you saved me.”
I
still have trouble believing that she did that—that she voluntarily placed
herself in the hands of psychotic terrorists to save my life. She didn’t do it
out of some naive conviction that they wouldn’t harm her. No, my pet knew
exactly what they were capable of, and she still had the courage to act.
I
owe my life to the girl I abducted, and I don’t quite know how to deal with
that.
“Why
did you do it?” I ask, stroking the edge of her lower lip with my thumb. Deep
down, I know, but I want to hear her admit it.
She
gazes at me, her eyes filled with shadows from her dream. “Because I can’t
survive without you,” she says quietly. “You know that, Julian. You wanted me
to love you, and I do. I love you so much that I would walk through hell for
you.”
I
take in her words with greedy, shameless pleasure. I can’t get enough of her
love. I can’t get enough of her. I wanted her initially because of her
resemblance to Maria, but my childhood friend had never evoked even a fraction
of emotions Nora makes me feel. My affection for Maria had been innocent and
pure, just like Maria herself.
My
feelings for Nora are anything but.
“Listen
to me, my pet . . .” My hand leaves her face to rest on her
shoulder. “I need you to promise me that you will never do something like that
again. I’m obviously glad to be alive, but I would sooner have died than had
you in that kind of danger. You are never to risk your life for me
again. Do you understand me?”
The
nod she gives me is faint, almost imperceptible, and I see a mutinous gleam in
her eyes. She doesn’t want to make me mad, so she’s not disagreeing, but I have
a strong suspicion she’s going to do what she thinks is right regardless of
what she says right now.
This
obviously calls for more heavy-handed measures.
“Good,”
I say silkily. “Because next time—if there is ever a next time—I will kill
anyone who helps you against my orders . . . and I will do it
slowly and painfully. Do you understand me, Nora? If anyone so much as
endangers a hair on your head, whether it’s to save me or for any other
reason, that person will die a very unpleasant death. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes.”
She looks pale now, her lips pressed together as if to contain a protest. She’s
angry with me now, but she’s also scared. Not for herself—she’s beyond that
fear now—but for others. My pet knows I mean what I say.
She
knows I’m a conscienceless killer with only one weakness.
Her.
Twist Me (Twist Me, #1)
Kidnapped. Taken to a private island.
I never thought this could happen to me. I never imagined one
chance meeting on the eve of my eighteenth birthday could change my life so
completely.
Now I belong to him. To Julian. To a man who is as
ruthless as he is beautiful – a man whose touch makes me burn. A man whose
tenderness I find more devastating than his cruelty.
My captor is an enigma. I don’t know who he is or why he took
me. There is a darkness inside him – a darkness that scares me even as it draws
me in.
My name is Nora Leston, and this is my story.
WARNING: This is NOT a traditional romance. It contains
disturbing subject matter, including themes of questionable consent and Stockholm
Syndrome, as well as graphic sexual content. This is a work of fiction intended
for a mature, 18+ audience only. The author neither endorses nor condones this
type of behavior.
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Keep Me (Twist Me, #2)
Abducted at eighteen. Held captive for 15 months.
It reads like one of those headlines. And yes, I did it. I stole
her. Nora, with her long dark hair and silky skin. She’s my weakness, my
obsession.
I’m not a good man. I never pretended to be one. She can love me,
but she can’t change me.
I can, however, change her.
My name is Julian Esguerra, and Nora is mine to keep.
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Anna Zaires fell in love with books at the age of five, when her
grandmother taught her to read. She wrote her first story shortly thereafter.
Since then, she has always lived partially in a fantasy world where the only
limits were those of her imagination. Currently residing in Florida, Anna is
happily married to Dima Zales (a science fiction and fantasy author) and
closely collaborates with him on all their works.
After graduating from the University of Chicago with a degree in
Economics, Anna spent eight years on Wall Street analyzing stocks and writing
research reports. In 2013, she became a full-time author, pursuing her lifelong
dream of writing romance novels.
Dima Zales is the love of her life and a huge inspiration in all
aspects of her writing. Every book Anna writes is a product of their unique
collaborative process.
In addition to reading and writing, Anna enjoys drinking tea
(coconut oolong, anyone?), watching addictive TV shows, and discussing book
ideas during long walks with her amazing husband.
She loves hearing
from her readers, so please don't hesitate to contact her through her website
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please visit her husband and collaborator, Dima Zales, at www.dimazales.com and check out their
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