Bound Love

By Elizabette Remon

What’s a girl to do when she’s attack? Why, let a fierce Warrior save her, of course.

Mia was always in control until one fateful night. She feels lost and confused, not to mention pissed off when she received some unwanted attention at her department Christmas party. It was supposed to be the one night of fun she had before facing the long winter holiday break all alone.
Turbo, a Freyodin Warrior, chosen by the Gods for his extraordinary honor, bravery and supreme sacrifice, is just out for a bit of fun and relaxation at a private club. He’s restless and has a need to fill but can’t quite find the solution to ending the emptiness that plagues him.
A terrifying scream causes their paths to come crashing into one another. A night of unexpected passion proves that there just might be some hope for each of them after all and new Christmas memories to share. Maybe they just might save each other.
Book 2.5 of the Freyodin Warriors series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elizabette Remon
• Release date: Oct 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370634606

Elizabette Remon

Writing under the pseudonym Elizabette Remon, we are actually a team of two best friends doing one of the many things they enjoy doing together – creating and writing. They are both native Texans and have been friends for more years than they're willing to admit.Elizabeth is a lover of mystery, paranormal and romance of all kinds. Her passions are laughing, reading, writing, singing, 80’s music, travel, family and romantic comedies – not necessarily in that order. Between her family and life’s necessities, she gets her creative writing juices flowing bringing her experiences and over-active imagination to life, creating worlds of passion and fantasy.Her biggest personal fantasy is to find and fall into that Hot Tub Time Machine which would throw her back into the 1980’s where she would devote her life to being an avid groupie of Steve Perry, Jon Bon Jovi, Sammy Hagar and Eddy Van Halen – preferably in that order.Jeanette cares for family and friends and loves traveling and experiencing life to the fullest, which provides great opportunities to expand on her creative imagination. She fell in love with reading romance novels when she was a teenager. Now her dream is to write her own. Her motto is 'I live reality. I want to write fantasy.'But most of all, they are an avid believers in the HEA – Happily Ever After – filled with fun and feisty heroines and alluring muscled men, cowboys, pirates, highlanders, vampires, werewolves, or anatomically correct aliens, draped in leather, denim, kilts or nothing at all. Their goals in writing are to take you away to another world, place or time - an alternate reality where they hope you will discover love, desire, laughter, excitement and maybe an occasional tear. Come join them and escape...

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BOUND

LOVE

A NOVEL OF THE FREYODIN WARRIORS

ELIZABETTE REMON

Copyright Information

Bound Love

Elizabeth Emmons

Copyright 2016 Elizabeth Emmons

Published by HEA Scribe, LLC

Smashwords Edition

Cover Art by Elizabeth Emmons; AdobeStock_ 88586856; AdobeStock 97307924; Shutterstock 3058996

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Warning: Adult Reading Material

This story, while purely fictional,

is meant for adults and contains explicit

material including sex and violence.

It is not suitable for persons

under the age of 18.

Readers, please be advised.

What’s a girl to do when she’s attack? Why, let a fierce Warrior save her, of course.

Mia was always in control until one fateful night. She feels lost and confused, not to mention pissed off when she received some unwanted attention at her department Christmas party. It was supposed to be the one night of fun she had before facing the long winter holiday break all alone.

Turbo, a Freyodin Warrior, chosen by the Gods for his extraordinary honor, bravery and supreme sacrifice, is just out for a bit of fun and relaxation at a private club. He’s restless and has a need to fill but can’t quite find the solution to ending the emptiness that plagues him.

A terrifying scream causes their paths to come crashing into one another. A night of unexpected passion proves that there just might be some hope for each of them after all and new Christmas memories to share. Maybe they just might save each other.

Dedication

For Turbo. You know who you are…

Special Thanks

To all those special fans out there (you ladies know who you are and yes, this is for you) that have made us feel so welcome and have had such wonderful things to say about our books. We appreciate each of you more than we can ever say! Thank you for making us feel special! We love you guys!

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

About The Author

Other Books by this Author

Upcoming Release

They are guardian angels in a paranormal army who battle demons. Demons that have succeeded in crossing over into the mortal realm. Their crusade is endless, therefore they are immortal. Not heavenly saints or divine angels, by far. They are warriors. Freyodin Warriors. Chosen by the Gods Odin and Freya for their extraordinary honor, bravery and supreme sacrifice to their individual causes for the good of their own people. Now, they fight side by side for the good of all mankind…

The following is a short Christmas novella that transpires between Books 2 and 3 of the Freyodin Warriors novels by Elizabette Remon. It is a standalone with a Happily For Now ending. To learn more about Turbo, Mia, and the other Freyodin Warriors and the mortals that they love, please read the series from the beginning starting with Love’s Betrayal, which is free at most retailers.

CHAPTER ONE

Welcome to Dominance.

Turbo nodded his head in a return greeting to the big, beefy bouncer guarding the black, non-descript door as he entered one of his favorite hangouts. By the looks of it, he could be entering anywhere. Nothing about the club’s outside appearance proclaimed ‘BDSM here!’ He’d been looking forward to a little downtime and what better place to come? Club Dominance screamed everything he loved about life. Sex with a little touch of violence.

The club was low lit, but spacious, sporting several scenes already taking place at this early hour. He took in the myriad of scents and sounds that accompanied such an event as he passively greeted some of the regular Doms in attendance tonight. Snaps of whips and claps of paddles making contact with bare flesh. Whimpers and outcries, begs of ‘please, please, please’. And the air permeated with the smell of sweet sex.

As soon as his ass slid into the wrap-around bench seat of his usual table near the back corner, a waitress with a sultry voice fast approached. Good evening, Mr. Anderson. Turbo flashed a hard warning look at the waitress who recovered quickly. I mean, Sir. Good evening, Sir.

As with many of the Freyodin Warriors, Turbo always used his real surname when dealing with the public, but it was not one permissible to a submissive. Since his mortal death in 2007 while serving in Afghanistan, he had given up the name he was born with - Andrew A. Anderson, or Triple A, as he was referred to in the military - when he was blessed with an opportunity of a new life. New life that needed a new name. Yeah, I surely wasn’t hanging on to the old one. If it hadn’t been for Hank taking him in, there was no telling where he would have ended up. If any place at all. He was just a dumb kid forced to live on the streets after running away from an abusive home when he was fourteen. Yeah, dumb and dead is where I would have been. Permanently dead.

Hello, Carmen. Turbo let the warning dissipate from his eyes as they wandered down the full length of her body and smiled as she physically relaxed; knowing she’d escaped a punishable violation.

It must be a special theme night, he noted, as she sported a tiny, shiny red skirt that covered little and left almost nothing to the imagination, with a non-existent top and jingle bells dangled from clamps