Cailin Briste here, and I have big news to share.
It Takes a Cat Burglar: A Thief in Love
Romance will release on May 7th.
It will be available in Kindle
Unlimited on that day.
Pre-order it now and it will be ready to download to your Kindle and keep forever at the low price of $2.99. Okay that's not low. If you can wait 30 more days, I'll be putting it on sale, but if you can't,
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Now for a taste of this hot 120+ page novella.
It Takes a Cat
Burglar: A Thief in Love Suspense Romance
By Cailin Briste
Blurb:
When Darcelle Lebeau throws off the invisible chains that
keep her bound to her family, she discovers a new vocation. Tempted to enter
the illegal playground of a man she nicknames Matou, she becomes a cat burglar
in training. Deeply ensnared with each task he entices her to fulfill, she
fails to discover his identity and true intentions.
Sebastian St. Croix, a wealthy businessman, has a dark side.
He’s a thief, a cat burglar who steals art and historical objects. For one
year, he trains Darcelle to become his assistant, remaining incognito,
observing her from afar. His admiration grows along with his desire for her
with every phase-one challenge she completes. Phase two will test the limits of
his control. Hands-on personal training? Yes. Sex? No. With his sister’s
happiness at stake, nothing, not even the tempting Darcelle Lebeau, can
interfere with accomplishing the biggest break-in of his career.
Excerpt:
Darcelle’s reflection stared back at her from the solid
mirror that covered the side of the Jepsen Building where she hung, suspended
twelve hundred feet above the city sidewalk. Anger and determination filled the
charcoal-gray eyes of her mirror image. Even as an infant, the darkness
integral to her nature must have peered out of round, solemn baby eyes that
weren’t the expected dark brown of her mother and father or the amber of her
twin sister. No, she’d been born with eyes best described as a grayish mist.
With each passing year, they’d grown darker. Someday they might rival the night
sky that tonight was a wash of black pushed back by the ineffectual
streetlights below and the pale serenity of a waning moon. The skull cap she
wore covered the braids she’d used to tame her masses of kinky cinnamon curls.
No breeze stirred the night air, for which she was thankful.
The micro-cable anchored to the sidewalk didn’t allow for much sway as the
winch above pulled her higher. The noise of traffic wafted up like a soundtrack
to another reality.
She swung a leg over the ledge surrounding the roof of the
building. Sunrise was less than an hour away, but for now, the wealthy
residents of the Jepsen slept below her, convinced that the security they spent
thousands of credits on created an impenetrable barrier around them. She
smirked, satisfied she was about to prove them wrong. The latest antiskimmer
technology may prevent aircars from landing, but it didn’t keep out birds or,
as in her case, people who avoided the domed security field by slipping under
it at the edge of the building’s roof.
Security plans always had holes. Her day job at the Art et
Antiquités Institut de la Sécurité was to close those she discovered in her
client’s protection profiles, or at least render them too small to be
exploited. Your average cat burglar couldn’t accomplish what she was
attempting. The mirrored facade of the building resisted any attachments, so
any of the standard slick surface anchors were worthless, as were the nonslip
soles of her shoes. It was worse than trying to climb on ice.
Over the last year Darcelle had honed her skills to surpass
those of the typical thief. The instructions she received before each job had
included training exercises and detailed steps for committing each robbery. It
was as though she was being mentored by a master thief, a man she’d never seen
much less met or spoken with. Notes were his sole means of communication,
written in a flowing script that was both masculine and artistic.
This was the most difficult assignment she’d received. She
couldn’t land on the top of the building, she couldn’t climb the side, and
attempting to penetrate through an entrance was equally impossible. Not a
problem.
The surface of the roof was covered in fine-grain sand. She
dropped from the ledge, squatting to avoid skidding and falling on her ass. The
bands of her harness burned as though they were embedded in her skin. She
snapped the releases and pulled the harness off, rubbing between her legs and
over her lower butt cheeks. The painful part of this operation was over. She
let the harness fall next to the winch. When the break-in was discovered,
they’d find the hoist chem-sealed to the ledge of the Jepsen’s roof. Let the
security guards figure that out. It hadn’t taken her long the previous night to
use a gravity drone to slip it under the security field and drop it onto the
ledge. The breakable containers filled with chems on the winch’s underside had
smashed, allowing the contents to mix and bond the winch to the stone, and the
hoist had been ready to use.
She turned, squinting across the roof at an aircar circling
in the distance. Time to get indoors.
About Cailin:
Cailin has been writing fiction for six years and
non-fiction for two decades. Her non-fiction work has been published in
magazines and in a non-fiction anthology. She’s a member of Romance Writers of
America, the RWA Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal Chapter, and the RWA
Passionate Ink Chapter.
Cailin likes to flip convention on its head, creating a
universe in which each planet is a study in different what ifs. What would
happen to alpha men on a matriarchal planet? How would society handle it if
girls born on their new planet developed empathic senses?
She is currently writing the third book in her Sons of
Tallav sci-fi erotic romance series. Shane:
Marshal of Tallav and Maon: Marshal
of Tallav were released in 2016 by Loose Id. She’s also working on a
novella, tentatively title Educated by the Master, for an SFR Shooting Stars anthology.
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1 comment:
Congrats on your upcoming release. Love those cat burglars!
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