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The Princess and the Prepper

by Barbara Elsborg

Genre(s): Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance

Category(ies): Adventure, Comedy

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Release Date: December 22, 2012

Heat Level: Steamy

Word Count: 31,000

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Lili knows she shouldn’t accept a lift from a stranger, but as usual, she leaps from one disaster to another. The consequence is being stuck in the middle of a snowy nowhere wearing next to nothing, and this time, being unprepared looks likely to kill her.

Grant lives in an isolated cabin for a reason. He’s prepared for almost every eventuality. The last thing he wants is some needy person interfering with his ordered life. When he gets into bed with a woman he rescued from certain death—just to warm her up, of course—Grant discovers something else he’s not prepared for. His heart opening.

A match made in heaven, until secrets come knocking. Lili is not just a simple woman in need of shelter, and unless she can survive dealing with her background, it doesn’t seem possible the happiness that’s fallen out of a blizzard can heal Grant’s own past.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language which may be considered offensive to some readers.


Grant Houston heard Shadow bark as he dropped down through the trees. As he stepped out onto the road, it took a moment to register what he saw wasn’t a hallucination. A half-naked woman limped toward him with Shadow padding behind. Grant had been carrying wood into the cabin when the wolf had tugged at his sleeve. He’d listened, heard a large vehicle, noted it had stopped with the engine running, and decided to come and check. He’d almost turned back when he heard it pull away. He clenched his jaw. Not hard to guess what had happened. The driver had dumped her. Bastard.

He stopped a few yards away, not wanting to alarm her, but she kept going, head down, until she collided with his chest. His arms came out instinctively to wrap around her and prevent her falling. She looked into his eyes and turned to Jell-O. He tightened his grip and groaned.

The thought of dropping her, going back to his place, and pretending he’d never seen her flittered through his head. As if. He had his cell phone but even if he wrapped her in his coat, she might die by the time the emergency services made it out there, and if he took off his coat, so might he. He wished he had a choice, but he didn’t. Supporting her with one hand, he pulled the hat from his head and stuck it on hers, then unbuttoned and unzipped his coat and picked her up so her legs settled on his hips. She was light as a feather.

“Put your arms around me.” His voice was gruff. He didn’t use it much. Resentment surged in his chest at the disruption to his life. By this act of human kindness, he’d have to allow people into his world.

He was relieved when she slid her fingers onto his back under his coat. Even with his shirt and sweater between her and his skin, he quickly felt her coldness. After a brief struggle he managed to pull the zipper over her back so they were wedged tight together. This was not the time to have an erection, but his cock wasn’t listening. Did it ever? Her lower legs were exposed but at least most of her was covered. He linked his arms under her backside, clasping his gloved hands together to support her weight, and began to walk.

The woman’s face was pale, and she shivered violently against him. The smell of her awakened memories he’d buried, the soft scent of coconut and vanilla reminding him of the last time he’d held a woman in his arms. The memory surged up his throat and choked him. His foot caught on a tree root, and he almost fell. Shadow growled.

“Okay, okay, I’m paying attention,” he muttered.

The woman he carried was tall and slender, too slender, though her breasts…. He increased his pace. The sooner he got her back to his cabin the better, even though the thought of her being there disturbed him. But stronger than that feeling was another, one he hardly recognized, a desire to protect her. Some fucking truck driver had dumped her and she’d have died if he hadn’t come along, if Shadow hadn’t alerted him. He could feel her heart beating against his chest, the gentle warmth of her ragged breathing hitting his throat, the wet chill of her body seeping through his clothes, and even as he desperately tried to keep his cock under control, it swelled further. There ought to be a prize for the time to have the most inappropriate erection.

Giveaway Info:
Prize is an eBook copy of “The Princess and the Prepper” plus winner’s choice of any eBook from author’s Decadent Publishing backlist. Contest is tour-wide, open internationally and ends Mar 6. Must be 18 years of age or older to enter.

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Guest Post

When Decadent Publishing asked me to write a story about prepping, I didn’t even know what the word meant. We hadn’t at that time had any programs on TV in the UK about prepping so I had some research to do. The more I read, the more fascinated I became. It just all seemed very ‘sensible’ – which is my middle name, even though I often wish it was ‘reckless’ – taking individual responsibility for the well-being and safety of yourself and your family. Then I saw a program about it and though – whoa – that’s a bit extreme. The couple in question had built themselves a fort and stocked it so they could survive about ten years on what they had stored and were armed to the teeth. I wouldn’t ever do that though I respect their decision to live that way.

But being prepared for a sudden loss of power, or failed water supply, or a ton of snow being dropped – well that’s just being sensible. I’d like to think I wouldn’t panic if there was a shortage of salt or bananas – just so long as it wasn’t a shortage of chocolate. My cupboards are fairly well stocked because I have a husband who loves to shop and adores bargains. Why buy one jar of coffee when they’re on offer? So he buys six. But I sometimes wish he’d come home with what I actually asked him to buy.

Decadent gave me the title for my prepper story – The Princess and the Prepper. That did me a huge favor because apart from the fact that I’m useless at choosing titles, the title itself helped me write the story. An English-German princess out in the American wilderness, dressed in skimpy underwear? Doomed right? Well, in reality, yes I expect she’d have died, but this is fiction and her rescue changes her life. And I shall persist in my delusion that having considered all sorts of hazardous situations I might find myself in, I will be able to think of a way out. Especially if I have chocolate.

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About the Author

Barbara Elsborg lives in West Yorkshire in the north of England. She always wanted to be a spy, but having confessed to everyone without them even resorting to torture, she decided it was not for her. Vulcanology scorched her feet. A morbid fear of sharks put paid to marine biology. So instead, she spent several years successfully selling cyanide.

After dragging up two rotten, ungrateful children and frustrating her sexy, devoted, wonderful husband (who can now stop twisting her arm) she finally has time to conduct an affair with an electrifying plugged-in male, her laptop.

Her books feature quirky heroines and bad boys, and she hopes they are as much fun to read as they are to write.

Connect with Barbara Elsborg

Website: http://www.barbaraelsborg.com/

Blog: http://www.barbaraelsborg.blogspot.com/

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/#!/barbara.elsborg

Twitter: https://twitter.com/BarbaraElsborg

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2856948.Barbara_Elsborg