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Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Run to You by: Kandice Michelle Release Day Blitz

Release Day Blitz

Run To You by Kandice Michelle Young

Release Date: 10^th Feb 2015

I moved to New York for a fresh start. I did not move here to fall for a man like Sebastian.

Sebastian Black came into my life like a storm in the peak of the night…dark, raging, all-consuming, and guaranteed to leave destruction in his wake. From the moment our eyes met, he had a hold on me. I wanted, craved, and needed him like nothing I had ever desired before.

The problem was he needed total submission. From the moment he handed me the contract, I knew what he was proposing would destroy me. What I had not planned was his ability to make me crave destruction. I would lose myself in him. Sebastian knew how to take me over the edge, and before I even knew it, I wanted to go freefalling.

It was evident that my past had the ability to destroy us. What I had not calculated was the power of his to do the same. My dark, brooding, impeccably sexual, alpha-male had his own crosses to bear. I was not sure I was strong enough to handle them, or the woman who helped chain him there.

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“The elevator comes to an abrupt stop and the doors open. I try to pull away from him, but he nibbles on my neck and I let out another deep moan. The door slides closed once more. Sebastian stops it with his foot, dislodging his fingers and straightening my dress for me.

“We’re here.”

“No we were there then you stopped.” I smile knowingly at him and follow him into the foyer, brightened only by warm, recessed lighting.

I glance around looking for art on the walls, but all I see is beige, which is a direct contrast to the dark granite tiles at my feet. We move from the foyer into a more open kitchen, connected to a minimalistic living space. There is a steel table in the center with soft white couches on either side.

Sebastian leads me to an island made of dark wood and marble, and gestures for me to sit on one of the white leather stools.

“Wine,” he suggests.

I smile. “Sure.”

“Dom. Romaine?” He asks, as he pulls an expensive looking bottle from the rack.

“Sebastian, I don’t know much about wine except that it's better when it’s not stale. I’m sure whatever you have will be fine.”

He pours two glasses of a dark red and hands me one. I take a casual sip as I glance around, noting the granite countertops.

“Let’s move to the sitting room,” he says, taking my hand. “I want you as comfortable as possible for this.”

My sex responds to his words and I feel a residual hunger building in me from our unfinished encounter just moments before. I follow him into the living room and sit on one of the plush white couches, noticing a fantastic stone fireplace, but still no art. He sits on the couch adjacent to mine.

“You know there’s plenty of room over here. I promise I won’t bite. Well, at least not that hard,” I say playfully.

“I’m fine here, thank you,” he responds.

I can’t help the slump in my shoulders as I cross my legs and lean into the cushion for support.

“Danielle, you needn’t be disappointed. There are many things I want to do to your body, and I will do them all.” He smiles. “But, first I think we need to reach an agreement.”

I feel the excitement pulsing through my veins again. “Ok…”

He places his glass on the table and rises to his feet. “There’s something I should show you. Wait here.”

Kandice is…

…a serial lover of all things pink, self-proclaimed chocoholic, home-schooling mother, and wannabe yogi.

Her debut erotica novel, Run to You, the first in the series Run, is coming soon.

Kandi’s love of storytelling can be traced back to her fourth grade year, when a history lesson on Native Americans became too unimaginative for her liking. She took it upon herself to liven things up by creating a story that was based on half-truths about a self-named Indian Princess. Kandice is in fact of Native American heritage (her great-grandmother was a full-blooded Cherokee) and in her own mind a princess, so you can see where her inspiration came from. Her story was a huge hit with friends, and an author was born.

Kandice was born and raised in rural Arkansas, where she currently lives with her husband and three children. Though, if you ask her she’ll confirm that her soul is lost somewhere on the west coast waiting for the day that her body can rejoin it.