Cover Reveal Surrender to More by Rachel De Lune

Book: Surrender to


Author: Rachel De


Genre: Erotic




Trust. A simple notion for some, but impossibly out of reach for Jessica

Riley. The walls around her heart are built high from betrayal and years of

keeping everyone at arm’s length. She’s happy with the way her life is, or so she


Hardcore Dom, Lucas Clark, was immediately drawn to Jessica. As their

paths continue to cross, Lucas tests Jessica’s submissive nature, as well as her

steadfast resolve to keep her emotions out of her relationships. He wants more

than just sex. He demands Jess’ trust. The one thing she keeps locked away.

As their bond intensifies, Jessica fears that this Greek God will put the

pieces of her heart back together. Family, marriages and ghosts of her past all

plague her ability to trust her own decisions, especially the ones that revolve

around love.

A woman who’s afraid of heartbreak fights her own surrender against

the man who doesn’t let her play it safe anymore.

Meet the


Rachel De Lune writes

emotionally driven erotic romance. She began scribbling her stories in the pages

of a notebook several years ago. Today, she’s still scribbling stories of dominance

and submission and is looking forward to releasing more books to the


Rachel lives in the

South West of England and daydreams about shoes, lingerie and chocolate, in-

between being a mum and a wife. She would love to give up her day job to devote

more time to her scribbles.  For every woman who’s ever desired more.





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“Excuse me, Ms. Riley?” A deep, smoky voice catches the

attention of every atom of my being.

“Yes.” My breathy response embarrasses me. “Um, yes.

That’s me.” I straighten in my seat, before I turn my eyes up to the man who

spoke my name. Holy Jesus Christ!  A tall, dark haired, green eyed god

stands before me. He holds out his hand to introduce


“I’m Dr. Clark. Dr. Cross is running a little late. I thought I

could get started with some of the paper work while we wait.” I watch his lips

move and I think I can hear the words. My arm moves of its own volition towards

his palm. My hand slides into his and the gentle squeeze of his fingers around

mine melts a part of me inside. We shake. The contact lasts longer than I’d

usually be happy with. Not this time. I don’t want to drop his


“Pleased to meet you.” My voice isn’t even recognisable as

mine. I look up into his eyes and see them darken before me, the pupils grow

wider. My heart beats wildly in my chest and I seat myself back down before my

legs give out. 

Dr. Clark steps around me and takes a seat at the other end

of the sofa. A cool, fresh scent fills my senses as he passes and makes my core

contract with excitement.

“If you would fill this out, please.” He hands me a clipboard

with some papers attached to it. I pull my focus from the good Doctor and look at

what he’s handed me. Name, address, date of birth… mundane basic information

to register with The Clark Practice.

I dutifully start writing my details with the pen clipped to

the board. I try, really hard, not to sneak a few glances back to Dr. Clark, but I

can’t stop myself. My eyes feel drawn to him. Magnetically being pulled to admire

his stubble covered jaw, his forest green eyes. Through the tops of my lashes I

notice that he hasn’t stopped his watch of me. That thought heats my body faster

than baking in the midday sun.


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