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Setting Him Free [MultiFormat]
eBook by Alexandra Marell
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eBook Category: Romance Love Romance's Reviewer's Choice Golden Rose Award Winner
eBook Description: As Quality Control Manager for Exotic Resorts Inc., Danielle Radcliffe's life is one long round of sun, sea and sand. Unfortunately, it also involves airplanes--and Danielle hates flying with a passion. When her worst fears are realised, and her plane crashes in a tropical rainforest, there are only two survivors. Danielle and the enigmatic man in black who'd held her hand as the plane went down. A man who'd been sitting handcuffed between two armed guards. Taylor Bradford is a broken man. Tired of running, he's glad that the end is near. That is until he catches Danielle's eye on the plane. A moment of instant connection awakens feelings he thought long dead. When the plane goes down, he reaches for her hand. The sole survivors of the crash, Taylor and Danielle find themselves forming a deepening bond which boils over into a night of passion. Danielle knows she needs to let him go before help arrives, even though there's a chance that she might never see him again. But when the time comes, will she be able to? And, more importantly, will Taylor keep his promise to come back and find her one day?
eBook Publisher: Alinar Publishing, Published: 2007, 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2007
120 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [125 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [140 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [92 KB]
, Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [425 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [103 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [141 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [151 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [262 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [171 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [86 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [106 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [157 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [143 KB]
Words: 32506
Reading time: 92-130 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 9781906023133
 
"This story is a gem, and will stay with the reader long after the final word is read. This is the first book this reviewer has read by Ms. Marell, and it certainly will not be the last."--Dee, Love Romances
"Alexandra Marell has done a tremendous job creating a story worth spending an evening curled up in a comfy chair reading. Readers will be left rooting for Taylor to be strong and make the right decision while cheering Danielle for pursuing what she loves. Setting Him Free has earned 5 Angels!"--Jessica, Fallen Angel Reviews "I found myself loving both characters and rooting for them to find happily ever after. The story is well told with vivid descriptions and believable characters. I highly recommend this e book."--Regina Avalos, Romance Divas "Taylor and Danielle are two of the most genuinely depicted people whom I have had the privilege to read about lately. There is sky high tension between this couple, not only from still being alive but also from their sexual awareness of each other. Whenever Taylor and Danielle talked, their scenes were so sincere and moving, and I was completely caught up in each moment they were together. SETTING HIM FREE shows the strength of a powerful couple and how love helped them be strong enough to never give up hope."--Amelia, Ecataromance
He needed to change. Danielle found a white tee shirt with a discrete logo in her bag and threw it to him. "You'd better put this on," she said. "That one's just a big ad for where you've been."
Taylor caught it, nodding in approval. "Do you have a shop in there?"
"Perks of the job; reps give me samples. I usually give them to friends. Will that fit?"
"Should do. Will you help me?"
"Try and stop me." Danielle pasted on a smile and hopped up. Time seemed to be speeding up, moving relentlessly towards the moment when he'd walk out of her life. Soon this interlude would be nothing more than a dream. The thought made her grab hold of him in panic. Still so much she didn't know about him, so much she wanted to find out. Rescue could come at any moment, and there were still places she hadn't touched him. "Come here," she said tugging on the hem of his tee shirt, slipping her hands under it.
She pulled it upwards, letting her fingertips glide over the smoothness of his skin, the scars, feeling the powerful muscles flex in response to her touch. A hard man, undoubtedly, someone not to be messed with. A killer with a heart of ice, which somewhere along the line had melted and left him wondering who the hell he really was. The same man whose kisses were soft as velvet...
The tee-shirt fluttered to the floor. Danielle lifted her hands to Taylor's face and carefully traced his features, learning him by touch as well as sight. Knowing that if she didn't imprint him in her mind, the memory would fade too quickly for her to hold on to it. Oh, she'd never forget him, but she wanted the memory to be clear and sharp, not just a vague impression of someone who'd touched her then walked out of her life.
And she wanted him to do the same. Selfish though it was, she didn't want him to forget her, either. Whether he'd meet her on that beach, she still didn't know. Better to seal the memory now than rely on the promise of a future that might never happen.
"What colour are my eyes, Taylor?"
"They're grey," he said, taking her face in one hand and holding her still. "Darker round the edges, a little misty, kind, understanding."
"Yours are the colour of the sea, just off the coast of Bali. Have you ever been to Bali?"
"Yes, I have."
"How did you get this?" she asked outlining the scar that skimmed his hairline, refusing to contemplate whether Bali had been business or pleasure.
"Fell off a roof when I was a kid. How about you?"
"How about me, what?" Danielle looked up at him, puzzled.
"Scars, distinguishing marks. What about you?"
"Nothing, I've led a very boring life compared to you. Unless you count this." Danielle took his hand and placed it over her heart.
For a moment he stared at it. "Oh," he said very softly before pulling her against him in a crushing hug. "Shit, Danielle, I never meant for this to happen to either of us. I'm so sorry."
"You're sorry we made love?"
"No, not that; you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I just wish..."
"I know. Don't say it, Taylor. I wish it too. You can't stay, and you can't take me with you?" It came out as a question, even though she already knew the answer.
Taylor shook his head and she turned away. He caught her, turned her back. "I would if it was possible. You know that, don't you?"
Danielle nodded and closed her eyes. Drawing it out like this was unfair to both of them, especially him. Hadn't she told herself to be strong? When she looked at him again, she realised that she already knew everything she needed to know about him. The strong, capable hand gently lifting the hair away from the back of her neck and winding it around his fingers was also the hand that had pulled the trigger and ended ... how many lives? Yet the remorse was written clearly in his sad eyes. He'd been willing to lay down his own life by way of atonement. How long would it take for the slate to be wiped clean? Danielle guessed a lifetime. Not something a person could do alone.
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