{Cover Reveal} Taboo Unchained by C.M. Stunich

TABOO UNCHAINED INFORMATION:
Title: Taboo Unchained
Author: C.M. Stunich
Stand-Alone Novel
Release Day: June 2014
Genre: dark romance erotica

Synopsis

The taboo turns me on.

The dirty. The filthy. The nasty.

The man your mother f*cking warned you about – is me.

Hold onto your panties, ladies.

Lucas Carter is here to show you the dark side of the sheets.

***A stand-alone novel of approximately 95,000 words.

***WARNING: This is a dark romance erotica – meaning lots of violence, sex, and emotionally disturbing inner dialogue. However, there is *NO* kidnapping, rape, or other forms of misogyny. Lucas Carter is an anti-hero, but he doesn't disrespect women. The entire book is told in his point of view.

CHAPTER ONE
IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS UNHOLY
My name is Lucas Carter, and I am a fucking God.
I slide my hand down my cock, gripping the base of my shaft with sure fingers. A smirk lingers
on my lips as I work my body like a machine. I know what gets me off – oh, who I am kidding? I
know what gets everyone off – so it doesn't take long to milk pre-cum onto my fingers.
The blonde lying across my bed watches me with hungry eyes, sliding her tongue across her full
lips. They're already swollen from my ministrations, bruised by my kisses. Marked. Sealed. Stamped
with my name.
I smile.
“Tell me you want this,” I command, watching as her gaze rakes down my body, begging
silently for me to fuck her, to slide my cock into her folds and own her. Little does she know, I already
do. I don't need to touch a woman to possess her; I can reel in souls with a simple look, a light touch, a
well-timed smile. It's not magic. This, this is simple biology.
“I want your penis,” she says, and I cringe, releasing my dick and stalking across the room
towards her. She cowers back, but I don't touch her. Lucas Carter never hits women – not unless they
want him to. I do not believe Mrs. Braxton ordered that particular service. From the corner of the
room, I hear her husband shift uncomfortably. I've already asked him twice to keep his mouth shut. I
don't do men, but I do allow them to watch, provided they keep quiet.
“My … penis?” I ask, trying not to grit my teeth. Mrs. Braxton has pushed me to the edge of
my sanity today. She's attractive, much more so than my other clients, but she has a bad habit of
dulling my excitement with her squeaky clean little mouth. Not even the bright red of her lipstick is

helping. “This is not a sexual education class, Clarice. This is not your mother's living room. If you're

About Author

C.M. Stunich was raised under a cover of fog in the area known simply as Eureka, CA. A mysterious place, this strange, arboreal land nursed Caitlin's (yes, that's her name!) desire to write strange fiction novels about wicked monsters, magical trains, and Nemean Lions (Google it!). She currently enjoys drag queens, having too many cats, and tribal bellydance.

Always a fan of the indie scene and 'sticking it to the man,' Ms. Stunich decided to take the road less traveled and forgo the traditional publishing route. You can be assured though that she received several rejections as to ensure her proper place in the world of writers before taking up a friend's offer to start a publishing company. Sarian Royal was born, and Ms. Stunich's books slowly transformed from mere baking chocolate to full blown tortes with hand sculpted fondant flowers.

C.M. is a writer obsessed with delivering the very best and scours her mind on a regular basis to select the most unusual stories for the outside world.

Ms. Stunich can be reached via e-mail or by post and loves to hear from her readers. Ms. Stunich also wrote this biography and has no idea why she decided to refer to herself in the third person.

Come visit me at www.cmstunich.com !

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