Horses, mansions, tea parties, and lies are twenty-year-old Hannah
Taylor’s life. To others, her family and her relationship with Eric is perfect.
But she knows the truth. She lives it.
After a fire takes her grandma's life and kills her horse, Hannah's immaculate
life spirals out of control. Her father disapproves of her decision to run her
grandma’s ranch instead of focusing solely on learning the family business;
Animal Control brings her Argus, a mistreated horse that she can't turn away
even though she's not ready for another horse; and her boyfriend, Eric Bennett,
a world famous polo player, becomes possessive and authoritarian. Despite her
best efforts to disguise it, Hannah grows wary of him.
Then, Leonardo Fernandes struts onto the polo scene. A cocky rookie with a
messy life of his own, he’s drawn to Hannah and isn’t afraid of showing it,
even when Eric makes it clear she is his and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep
it that way. Hannah suffers for Eric’s jealousy. The abuse only gets worse when
Leo steals the title of best polo player in the world from Eric.
But the title isn’t enough for Leo. He wants Hannah too, and she can’t deny her
attraction to him either. Somehow, she must find a way to break free from
abusive Eric before he breaks every bone in her body. **New Adult Contemporary Romance Novel**
“Breaking The Reins by Juliana
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exited the stable, and I worked up the nerve to invite him to stay longer, to
have dinner with me and talk a little.
opened my mouth, but he spoke first.
should get going,” he said, his tone low.
heart sank. “Oh. Okay.”
turned to the path leading to the parking lot, and I caught up with him.
showed me a lopsided grin. “Are you doing the guy thing? Walking me to my car?”
shrugged. “It’s my house. I can do whatever I want.”
smile was gone, and his eyes were serious. “And you want to walk me to my car?”
returned the stare. “I want to,” I said, not sure where this bold feeling was
As we approached his car,
butterflies assaulted my stomach. What was I doing? I was encouraging him.
Perhaps I should stay behind and say goodbye from the path.
I couldn't make up my
mind, and then we were standing by his SUV’s door.
Every nerve in my body
came alive when he turned around and stepped too close to me, his body hovering
inches from mine, his intense eyes on mine. His gaze flicked down to my mouth,
and I inhaled a sharp breath.
Groaning, Leo put his
hands on my waist, whirled us around, pushed his hard body on mine, and pressed
me against his car.
“You said you wouldn’t try
“I tried to resist,” he
said, his voice breathless. “I told you. It’s hard. Especially when I notice
you don’t want me to resist. I cannot resist it.”
I put my hands on his
chest with every intention of pushing him away, but the muscles of his pecs
under my palms caught my breath, and I melted. I was melting, and there was
nothing I could do.
“You have no idea how much
I want to kiss you right now,” he said, his breath brushing against my lips,
and I shivered.
“I think I do,” I
“Please, morena, tell me I can kiss you.” His
hand clasped around my nape. “I need to kiss you.”
Intoxicated, I wrapped my
arms around his neck and pulled him down to me. I kissed him. Without
wasting one millisecond, Leo kissed me back. I felt him relaxing in my arms, as
if he had finally won a fight and now could celebrate the victory. He moaned
when I entangled my tongue with his. His hand on my neck slid up, his finger
entwining in my hair, and his other hand slipped under my tank top and clutched
my waist. He took control and changed the rhythm of the kiss, his soft lips
slowing down against mine, but his tongue going deeper. It was erotic, and my
body was on fire, screaming for his.
New Adult author and contributor at NA Alley blog.
Juliana Haygert dreams of being Wonder Woman, Buffy, or a blood elf shadow
priest, she settles for the less exciting—but equally gratifying—life of a
wife, mother, and author. Thousands of miles away from her former home in
Brazil, she now resides in Connecticut and spends her days writing about
kick-ass heroines and the heroes who drive them crazy.