Captive Hero (Time-shift Heroes
Series-Book One)
by Donna Michaels
Series: Time-shift Heroes Series, Book
#1
Genre(s): Contemporary Romance, Time Travel Romance
Category(ies): Adventure, Comedy
Publisher: Amazon/Create Space
Release Date: October 26, 2012
Heat Level: Hot
Word Count: 68,000
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Test flying an invisible plane—unreal.
Time-shifting to WWII—unbelievable. Capturing a hero—unavoidable.
Blurb
When Marine Corps test pilot, Captain
Samantha Sheppard accidentally flies back in time and inadvertently saves the
life of a WWII VMF Black Sheep pilot, she changes history and makes a crack
decision to abduct him back to the present. With the timeline in jeopardy, she
hides the handsome pilot at her secluded cabin in the Colorado wilderness.
But convincing her sexy, stubborn
captive that he is now in another century proves harder than she
anticipated—and soon it becomes difficult to tell who is captor and who is captive
when the more he learns about the future, the more Sam discovers about the
past, and the soul-deep connection between them.
As their flames of desire burn into
overdrive, her flying Ace makes a historical discovery that threatens her
family’s very existence. Sam’s fears are taken to new heights when she realizes
the only way to fix the time-line is to sacrifice her captive hero…or is it?
Can love truly survive the test of time?
Warning: This title is intended for
readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult situations and language and may
be considered offensive to some readers.
Excerpt (Entry that finaled in Manic Reader contest–She’s
tied to a chair)
“I—I suggest you stop looking at me like
that, Captain.”
“Oh you do, do ya?” He leaned closer,
sick to death of her orders and the way she messed with his head.
This time, she drew back as far as the
chair would allow, and dropped an uncertain gaze to his lips. “Don’t you dare.”
As his pants tightened painfully over
his arousal, he dared. “Or what, Ms. German Spy?”
Unable to resist, he reached out and
brushed her face with the back of his knuckle. Silky. Smooth. Was the rest of
her hard exterior just as soft?
Sam jerked away, but not before
trembling under his touch. Revulsion? Or something much more dangerous?
Heaven help him, he wanted to find out.
With his body heating fast, he reached for her again, and promptly let out a
howl. Pain, sharp and swift, wracked his shin, radiating out and up his leg,
increasing with each kick she landed.
“Son-of-a…” He hobbled out of her reach
to rub his throbbing leg.
She stilled and regarded him wearily. “I hope that knocked some sense into you,
Captain.”
Sense? Oh yeah, her actions opened his
eyes, all right. “Yes, it did, Sam. Thank you.” Adapt and conquer. He stepped
to her left, grabbed her knee, and pressed down to prevent her leg from
slipping to the side.
“You can’t reach me here.”
Rewarded with a murderous look, he
smiled. ‘Bout damn time. Soft flesh met his fingers as he curled his other hand
around her chin. Nice. Storm warnings darkened her lethal gaze.
He was never good with warnings.
Bending, he brought his mouth to within
an inch of hers and drew in her delicious, vanilla-spiced scent. “Now, where
were we?”
Sam’s rising chest kept time with the
pulse pounding in his ear. The erotic rhythm fueled his fire and canceled the
caution from his brain. Damn, she was mouth-watering.
“Captain, so help me, if you even think
about…” her voice trailed off, leaving him hungry for more than just her words.
“What?” he asked, unable to stop his
mouth from brushing her soft cheek.
Heat charged down his spine in an
assault of pure pleasure. She tried to yank free again, but this time he held
fast and chuckled.
“No. No. No, Samantha,” he deliberately
rolled her full name off his tongue in an embellished whisper.
She sucked in a breath, cooling the air
between them. Empowered, Mitch smiled. Finally, he was on the receiving end of
control. “You’re not being very cooperative for a spy.”
Her jaw clenched under his lips’ light
exploration.
“Don’t call me that.”
“But you are a spy,” he said into her
delectable skin.
“No, I’m not a—and I wasn’t talking
about that.” She jerked from his grasp and averted her face.
He chuckled again. She sure had gumshun.
“What am I not supposed to call you?”
“Samantha.”
His brows shot up. “Interesting. You not
only dress like a man, you prefer the name of a man over such a beautiful one.”
Not him. No, not at all. Samantha was beautiful and so was her name. “Tell you
what…Samantha,” he said, lowering his tone.
Her head snapped in his direction, gaze
blazing green fire. He would’ve chuckled again if he hadn’t been so damn turned
on. Breath swirled and clogged his dry throat, while his gut clenched as if
sucker punched.
“I-I said d-don’t call me Samantha.”
Another first? Mitch scratched his chin
and observed her closely. Face flushed, pupils enlarged, chest rising rapidly…
Hot damn. The woman was ruffled.
Triumph stretched and took flight. Well,
what do you know? She wasn’t too tough to crack. He cocked his head and savored
the fierce boldness flooding his body.
“I won’t call you Samantha if you tell
me what I’m not supposed to think about.”
Her pink tongue darted across her lips
leaving them wet and enticing. Sweet mercy. His erection thickened with a
bought of unwanted throbbing.
“What do you mean?” She blinked
innocently at him.
His groin tightened further.
She was fire—hot, wicked and deadly. The
kind he shouldn’t play with, but her earlier actions proved this was the only
way to get under her skin. He tried knocking her to the floor and tying her up.
Hell. She hadn’t even batted an eyelash. But now? Now, her body trembled under
his hands and her eyes rounded with apprehension.
Guilt clawed at his gut. He hated to
have to stoop to bullying a restrained woman—but this was war, and he needed
answers.
“I mean, Samantha, what did you dare me
not to do?”
She shook her head and said nothing.
“Oh, come on now. Don’t be like that.”
His finger sought and found the softness of her jaw before skimming her bottom
lip.
Blood rushed through his ears. How would
that supple mouth feel on his skin? Arousal heated his spine and freed a
deep-rooted hunger. The earlier image of her kissing his torso replayed through
his mind. His dick throbbed.
Damn her mind tricks!
“Come on, Samantha. What did you dare me
not to do? I need to know. What did you dare me not to do?”
“Kiss me.” Her breathless voice hung in
the air like a harried invitation.
Satisfaction warmed his already heated
veins. He drew back so she could see his smile. “Don’t mind if I do.”
“No! You bastard.” His captive thrashed
back and forth.
He slowly lowered his head. “You’re
wasting your energy, Samantha. You should know better than to dare a Marine.”
About the Author
Romagination…Formed in Donna’s
childhood, this ever changing, constantly brewing infinite space between her
ears is her own private universe where romance and her imagination collide…
Residing in Northeastern PA with her
military husband, four children and several rescued cats, Donna is a multi
published author of Romaginative Fiction. From short to epic, sweet to hot, she
write all lengths and most romance genres—Contemporary, Comedy, Sci-Fi,
Paranormal, Fantasy, Suspense and Action/Adventure. Her works are in both
Digital and her novels are also available in Print. Always happy for the
opportunity to learn and grow, Donna is a member of RWA and for the past few
years has had the honor of judging several writing contests where she had the
opportunity to give back to up-and-coming writers.
To Donna, there is no better experience
than to give and she hopes her books give the reader an enjoyable escape.
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Thanks for having me here today, Danita!
Donna, it’s a pleasure to have you here today!
Thanks for the great excerpt. 🙂