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Our spotlight includes: A Bonus Scene for Broken Hart in Dante's Point of View and an AMAZING GIVEAWAY!
You can win some awesome prizes, including a SIGNED PAPERBACK of Broken Hart!
Check it out!
Hi Rock Stars of Romance fans! I am so excited to share this with TRSOR and their readers. Thank you for stopping by and checking out this EXCLUSIVE bonus scene. This scene takes place in book one of The Hart Family Series, Broken Hart and is written in Dante Hart’s POV.
-Ella xoxo
Bonus Scene - Broken Hart, Dante's POV
It’s official; I’m losing my goddamn mind. I’m in Las Vegas with Damien and Spencer for our friend Mike’s bachelor party, and I’ve never been less in a celebratory mood in my life. You’d think I was in Japan for how far away I feel from Sabrina, when in reality I could have the jet fueled and ready to go in no time and I’d be home ninety minutes later.
Home. When has it ever meant so much? The answer is never. Two days spent away is all the time that it has taken to break me, and I’d be ashamed of myself if I weren’t so fucking in love with that woman. We’ve been texting and talking on the phone pretty much constantly, sending naked pictures back and forth and had Skype-sex for the last two nights but seriously, no one in their right mind would order a filet mignon and then get enjoyment from watching it on their
computer screen.
Don’t get me wrong; it’s fucking hot to see my woman naked and touching herself, but I want to be in on the action. With Skype I can only see and hear. Where Sabrina’s concerned, my senses are addicted and all five of them have to be engaged in order for me to get my fix. I need to inhale her scent, touch her all over and taste her, so being stuck in a hotel room jerking it in front of a computer screen just doesn’t do it for me. All the pictures and Skype sex in the world can never come close to how I feel when I’m connected body and soul to Rina.
This trip has sucked for me, no two ways about it. Last night we played poker and that hadn’t been so bad, I guess. When I woke up this morning to the realization that I had two more days to get through, my outlook went downhill.
Tonight we went to a strip club with Mike and the rest of his friends who were living it up while Damien, Spencer and I sat and nursed glasses of scotch, declining all the strippers that came our way. One of the guys came over to our table and asked if we mistakenly thought we were at a coffin convention because we were so anti-fun. Not one of the three of us really laughed at the joke, although we pretended to. Misery loves company I guess, and my brothers are clearly showing me their solidarity.
Tomorrow night is the official “Last Night” bachelor party, and it’s being held in a private suite here at the hotel. Mike’s best man has already told us all that he hired ten strippers to “get the party swinging.” Nothing has ever sounded less
appealing. There’s only one naked dancer I want grinding on me, and she won’t ever be doing it in a room full of drunk guys waving dollar bills. She’s all mine and if anyone else ever even tries to look at her body… Well, it wouldn’t be good.
Rolling over to my other side, I punched the pillow and tried to get comfortable. If I could just fall asleep, I’d be one day closer to going home. Just one more night and I’ll be back where I belong. I know I need to get more sleep, but I don’t know how without being wrapped around her. More than that, I don’t want to know how anymore without having her against me. Last night I managed a grand total of four and a half hours and so far tonight I’ve netted three hours. Seeing as how it’s just after five in the morning, I’m thinking that’s all I’ll be getting.
Blowing out a frustrated breath I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling. Maybe I wouldn’t feel like such shit if I weren’t such a stupid dick. At any point in time over the last few months I could have told her that I love her… but I haven’t. Not because I don’t- I so obviously do. In my dumbass head I decided I should tell her that I love her when I’m down on one knee with the ring I had made for her. I thought it would be romantic to tell her and ask at the same time but now I’m not so sure. A girl like Sabrina should be told every single day that she’s loved and I’m sitting here with my thumb in my ass avoiding looking at strippers while my woman is at home alone in our giant bed.
Tossing the covers back, I crossed the room and went to the closet safe. After opening it, I pulled out the box with her engagement ring in it. I’ve had it with me for a week and I’ve got a big ass proposal planned for her. I’m going to do it in a few weeks by asking her at the Santa Monica pier, the place where we had our first date the day after we made love for the first time.
Staring at the ring, I felt my chest tighten up with emotion as I realized that I just couldn’t wait a few more weeks to ask her. I debated and thought it out in my head for half an hour before I made a firm decision. Grabbing my iPad, I emailed my sisters and Brooke with a plea for help and instructions before calling my pilot and telling him to have the jet ready to go by noon.
Next, I called Damien. I’d have felt like a real asshole if he’d actually been asleep, but fortunately he wasn’t. I could tell by the fact that he didn’t croak out something unintelligible when he answered the phone. Instead, he was downright chatty considering how early it was.
“Dude, it’s fuckin’ six in the morning. This better be important.”
“It is. It’s the most important day of my life. We’re going home. I can’t wait another fucking second. I’m asking her to marry me tonight.”
The fucker actually had the balls to laugh at me. “Jesus Christ, you’re so fuckin’ impatient it’s ridiculous. You know that you’re pussy whipped, right?”
A year ago, that sentence would have given me hives. Now, I laughed in agreement.
“You’re goddamn right I am. Now get me home to the woman that holds the whip.”
Home. When has it ever meant so much? The answer is never. Two days spent away is all the time that it has taken to break me, and I’d be ashamed of myself if I weren’t so fucking in love with that woman. We’ve been texting and talking on the phone pretty much constantly, sending naked pictures back and forth and had Skype-sex for the last two nights but seriously, no one in their right mind would order a filet mignon and then get enjoyment from watching it on their
computer screen.
Don’t get me wrong; it’s fucking hot to see my woman naked and touching herself, but I want to be in on the action. With Skype I can only see and hear. Where Sabrina’s concerned, my senses are addicted and all five of them have to be engaged in order for me to get my fix. I need to inhale her scent, touch her all over and taste her, so being stuck in a hotel room jerking it in front of a computer screen just doesn’t do it for me. All the pictures and Skype sex in the world can never come close to how I feel when I’m connected body and soul to Rina.
This trip has sucked for me, no two ways about it. Last night we played poker and that hadn’t been so bad, I guess. When I woke up this morning to the realization that I had two more days to get through, my outlook went downhill.
Tonight we went to a strip club with Mike and the rest of his friends who were living it up while Damien, Spencer and I sat and nursed glasses of scotch, declining all the strippers that came our way. One of the guys came over to our table and asked if we mistakenly thought we were at a coffin convention because we were so anti-fun. Not one of the three of us really laughed at the joke, although we pretended to. Misery loves company I guess, and my brothers are clearly showing me their solidarity.
Tomorrow night is the official “Last Night” bachelor party, and it’s being held in a private suite here at the hotel. Mike’s best man has already told us all that he hired ten strippers to “get the party swinging.” Nothing has ever sounded less
appealing. There’s only one naked dancer I want grinding on me, and she won’t ever be doing it in a room full of drunk guys waving dollar bills. She’s all mine and if anyone else ever even tries to look at her body… Well, it wouldn’t be good.
Rolling over to my other side, I punched the pillow and tried to get comfortable. If I could just fall asleep, I’d be one day closer to going home. Just one more night and I’ll be back where I belong. I know I need to get more sleep, but I don’t know how without being wrapped around her. More than that, I don’t want to know how anymore without having her against me. Last night I managed a grand total of four and a half hours and so far tonight I’ve netted three hours. Seeing as how it’s just after five in the morning, I’m thinking that’s all I’ll be getting.
Blowing out a frustrated breath I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling. Maybe I wouldn’t feel like such shit if I weren’t such a stupid dick. At any point in time over the last few months I could have told her that I love her… but I haven’t. Not because I don’t- I so obviously do. In my dumbass head I decided I should tell her that I love her when I’m down on one knee with the ring I had made for her. I thought it would be romantic to tell her and ask at the same time but now I’m not so sure. A girl like Sabrina should be told every single day that she’s loved and I’m sitting here with my thumb in my ass avoiding looking at strippers while my woman is at home alone in our giant bed.
Tossing the covers back, I crossed the room and went to the closet safe. After opening it, I pulled out the box with her engagement ring in it. I’ve had it with me for a week and I’ve got a big ass proposal planned for her. I’m going to do it in a few weeks by asking her at the Santa Monica pier, the place where we had our first date the day after we made love for the first time.
Staring at the ring, I felt my chest tighten up with emotion as I realized that I just couldn’t wait a few more weeks to ask her. I debated and thought it out in my head for half an hour before I made a firm decision. Grabbing my iPad, I emailed my sisters and Brooke with a plea for help and instructions before calling my pilot and telling him to have the jet ready to go by noon.
Next, I called Damien. I’d have felt like a real asshole if he’d actually been asleep, but fortunately he wasn’t. I could tell by the fact that he didn’t croak out something unintelligible when he answered the phone. Instead, he was downright chatty considering how early it was.
“Dude, it’s fuckin’ six in the morning. This better be important.”
“It is. It’s the most important day of my life. We’re going home. I can’t wait another fucking second. I’m asking her to marry me tonight.”
The fucker actually had the balls to laugh at me. “Jesus Christ, you’re so fuckin’ impatient it’s ridiculous. You know that you’re pussy whipped, right?”
A year ago, that sentence would have given me hives. Now, I laughed in agreement.
“You’re goddamn right I am. Now get me home to the woman that holds the whip.”
About The Hart Family Series
 Broken Hart (Hart #1) Sabrina Tyler is head over heels in love with her boss and best friend, Dante Hart. She thinks that Dante has no romantic interest in her but she's wrong. Dante doesn't believe in love or commitment or any kind. Sabrina has gotten under his skin, but Dante has no intention of acting on it. One wild night changes their relationship forever, but Dante lacks faith in love and doesn't believe in Happily Ever Afters. Can Sabrina break through and fix what's broken in Dante Hart. “From the moment I saw you it has only been you Sabrina, and it will only ever be you.” |  Shattered Hart (Hart #2) Damien Hart will never allow himself to fall into a committed relationship. He's seen the worst of the worst, and he knows that there isn't a woman on earth that will ever change his mind. All of that changes the moment he meets Brooke Tyler. Damien's entire view of women and relationships is rocked by her, and though he tries, he can't make himself stay away. Brooke is everything Damien never knew that he wanted. Will he be able to let go of his past and take a chance on love? This is an EROTIC romance. Get a fan ready, because Damien is going to heat you up! “I fuck sweetheart, and that’s all I do. It means nothing when I do it. I find girls who want to do what I like to do, and I spend myself in them. When I’m done, I leave. You don’t want that, and you and I both know it.” |
 Loving Hart (Hart #3) Destiny gave them each other...From the moment he saw her, Spencer Cross knew that Delilah Hart was special. Understanding that she needed him to be strong for her, Spencer endured a childhood filled with secrets, lies and abuse. Delilah gave him a reason to live as she protected his heart and kept him from going off the rails.Delilah knew that fate had delivered the love of her life to her at a very early age. Spencer was her anchor and the reason she believed in true love. She'd never doubted that they were meant to be together forever. Until chance threatened to rip them apart...Will Delilah be able to convince Spencer to let go of his demons, or will she be forced to walk away with only the memories? |  Unbroken Hart (Hart #4) There were reasons why Dante didn't believe in love, reasons why he kept people at bay.For the first time, you will find out how Dante really felt about Sabrina from the very beginning. Catch up with the couple that started the Hart Family series. Dante is as steamy as ever! “I love you boys, but not one of you has any patience. I'm not sure how any of you will survive nine month pregnancies.” |
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Additional Books in the Series
 Missing Hart (Hart #5) My life has been built on a mountain of secrets, lies and half truths. For a long time I wasn't able to let anyone get close to me. But then I met my Prince Charming. The man who saved me from myself, who showed me what true love was. If only I'd been honest. If only I'd been stronger. If only I could forget. I've missed him every single day for four years, and nobody who means anything to me even knows he existed in my world. Now the part of my life that I've kept secret has collided head on with the life I built to survive the destruction of my heart. He's back- and this time, we can't avoid each other. The love story of Dominique Hart and Dillon Cooper has never been easy, but that doesn't make it any less real. Not everyone has an easy journey on the way to love, but sometimes, that makes getting there that much more meaningful. ** Contains one F/F love scene. |  Finding Hart (#6) There is one person in the world that Spencer Cross can't live without and that's his wife, Delilah Hart Cross. With their baby on the way, life has never been sweeter. Dillon Cooper finally had Dominique Hart back in his arms and he has no intention of letting her go. Happy for the first time in years, Dillon knows that things can only get better. Not everyone is happy that these two couples are finally living their dreams, and the past is about to explode into the present. Spencer and Dillon are about to find out just how far they will go to save the women that they love. Faith will be tested, secrets will be revealed and lives will be changed as the entire family joins together to face the toughest challenge of all... FINDING HART. Four years and my heart still beat to a rhythm that sounds like her name. Four years and I still reach for her in the dark. Four years and I still love her just as much as ever. Four years and I’m no better off than I was the day I threw her out of my house. If anything, my love for her is deeper. ― Ella Fox, Finding Hart |
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