The Braddock Boys: Travis: The Braddock Boys: Travis\The Pleasure Principle [NOOK Book]

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He's dying to taste her…

Lean, mean Travis Braddock is not your typical cowboy—he's a brooding vampire searching for the killer who cost him his family, his future, his life. The last thing he needs is a woman he can't resist. Then he met her…

Wedding planner Holly Simms is the perfect girl for a vampire on the move. Especially since she's trying to ditch her "good–girl–lookin'–to–get–hitched" image. So Holly and Travis strike up a bargain— ...

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Overview


He's dying to taste her…

Lean, mean Travis Braddock is not your typical cowboy—he's a brooding vampire searching for the killer who cost him his family, his future, his life. The last thing he needs is a woman he can't resist. Then he met her…

Wedding planner Holly Simms is the perfect girl for a vampire on the move. Especially since she's trying to ditch her "good–girl–lookin'–to–get–hitched" image. So Holly and Travis strike up a bargain— wickedly hot sex…with no strings attached! But nothing prepared Travis for the possibility that there's room for a love life in the afterlife…

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781459209084
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 8/1/2011
  • Series: Harlequin Blaze Series , #627
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 208,049
  • File size: 752 KB

Meet the Author



Award-winning author Kimberly Raye has always been an incurable romantic. While she enjoys reading all types of fiction, her favorites, the books that touch her soul, are romance novels. From sexy to thrilling, sweet to humorous, she likes them all. But what she really loves is writing romance — the hotter the better! She started her first novel back in high school and has been writing ever since. Kim lives deep in the heart of the Texas Hill Country with her very own cowboy, Curt, and their young children. She's an avid reader (she reads all the Blaze books), loves Diet Dr. Pepper, chocolate, Toby Keith, chocolate, alpha males and chocolate. Kim also loves to hear from readers. You can visit her online at kimberlyraye.com.
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There were women everywhere.

That was the first thought that struck as Travis Braddock pulled up at the front gate of the CB Ranch. The lawn in front of the sprawling two–story house had been set up for an outdoor ceremony, complete with a red carpet for the bride, huge flower arrangements and lots of free standing candelabras because it was an evening affair. He'd expected a small shindig, but there were at least a hundred people crowded into the rows of white chairs that flanked either side of the aisle. Mostly females.

Hungry females.

A mix of perfume, lush sensuality and raw need wafted through the open window of the Land Rover and teased his nostrils. His groin tightened and he stiffened.

An overabundance of women was usually a good thing.

Particularly for a one hundred and fifty year old vampire who fed off sex as ravenously as he did blood. But Travis wasn't here because of the beast that lived and breathed inside of him.

Tonight was all about revenge.

He'd spent the last one hundred and fifty years blaming his three brothers for the massacre that had killed their family while they'd been off raiding for the Confederacy. He pointed the finger at his youngest brother Cody because he'd run off and joined the army in the first place, forcing the rest of the brothers to leave home just to keep an eye on him. He held Brent responsible because he'd refused to call it quits a week early when the war had been all but lost anyway. And he resented his oldest brother Colton because he'd forced them to detour to Austin to file an official report about their last raid before heading home to discover the carnage.

He'd blamed his brothers. But the real blame lay with his sister–in–law. Rose was the one responsible.

A traitor.

A killer.

He ignored that tiny niggle that told him he was jumping the gun. That maybe there was some crazy explanation for what had happened. That maybe, just maybe, Rose Braddock hadn't set fire to the Brad–dock spread and fed her own family to the wolves all those years ago.

His nephew had died in that tragic fire. So had his mother. A half dozen ranch hands. And Rose herself, or so they'd all thought. The entire place had been a blazing inferno when Travis and his brothers had ridden in.

They'd been too late to save anyone that fateful night, even themselves. One minute they'd been trotting along, making plans for the future and the next, they'd found themselves smack dab in the middle of a fiery nightmare. Before they'd had a chance to figure out what was going on, much less rescue anyone, Travis and his three brothers had been attacked from behind and left for dead.

They'd died that night. But they'd also been reborn. Thanks to an ancient vampire who'd happened upon the scene and given the Braddock brothers a second chance.

He'd done the same for Rose.

That's the story Cody had recently uncovered when he'd tracked down their maker right here in Skull Creek, Texas. Rose hadn't died in the fire as originally thought. Rather, she'd fled the scene with a man. The pair had been attacked a few miles away by Indians. Garret Sawyer had arrived after the attack and done the only thing he could to help the innocent couple who'd been left for dead by a band of Com–manches. He'd turned them, just as he'd turned the Braddocks.

Innocent?

Like hell. Rose wasn't the loving sister–in–law, the caring mother, the perfect daughter–in–law they'd thought. She'd fooled the entire family. Every damned one of them. But not for long.

Cody had sent a letter explaining the truth about Rose and the all–important fact that he now knew her whereabouts.

The news had chased Travis around a few weeks before finally catching up with him at the Bar T Ranch in Montana. He'd been hired on to break some horses for the owner and was smack dab in the middle of a midnight session when one of the hands had flagged him down with the frayed envelope.

Inside had been a brief description of the incriminating evidence Cody had on Rose, the news that he'd finally found her and—much to Travis's astonishment—a piece of engraved cardstock requesting his presence at tonight's event.

A bonafide wedding invitation. After all the bad blood between them.

He still couldn't believe Cody had invited him. Any more than he could believe his brother was fool enough to think he would ever be satisfied with just one woman. He needed sex as much as he needed the blood. It was a need that was fierce. Intense. All–consuming. The hunger didn't lend itself to monogamy, that was for damn sure. No matter what delusion Cody was operating under, he wasn't the marrying kind. None of them were.

Travis knew that firsthand. He'd tried to settle down with one woman. To pretend he hadn't changed that fateful night, that he didn't yearn for sex the way a man craved his next breath. He'd tried, all right. And he'd failed. And Amelia, his childhood sweetheart, had gone to her grave hating his guts because he'd cheated on her.

He wouldn't do that to another woman. He wouldn't make promises he couldn't keep.

But Travis wasn't here to warn his baby bro about the nature of the beast, and he sure as hell wasn't here as a guest. He was here for information.

For forgiveness.

The thought struck and he drop–kicked it right back out of his head.

Even if he did regret the fallout with his brothers—which he didn't—there were too many bad feelings between them to make amends now. He'd turned on them and they'd turned their back on him. That was that.

Travis stared through the windshield at the lavish spread. His hyper sensitive sight zoomed in on the rose archway where his youngest brother stood facing a petite blonde. To his left, stood his other brother Brent. That sucker–punched Travis right in the gut for a long moment. Brent was the last person Travis expected to see standing next to Cody. Brent wasn't the stand–up type. He was wild. Free. Selfish.

Then.

But now?

There was no denying that he was here. Cody's best man. His friend. His brother.

Travis's chest hitched as he watched Brent hand over the ring. The gold band slid into place and Cody sealed the deal with a kiss. And just like that, the ceremony ended.

Which meant Travis was too late once again.

If he'd come to see the exchange of vows, that is, which he sure as hell hadn't. He was here for Rose. To find out her whereabouts.

Nothing else mattered.

He swallowed against the tightness in his throat and climbed out of the Land Rover. Walking through the gate, he crossed the massive lawn. It seemed his baby bro had done pretty well for himself riding bulls on the PBR circuit. Travis had kept tabs on him and knew Cody had won a few championships, but he hadn't realized the size of the payouts.

Obviously they had been big. Real big.

He closed the distance to the throng of guests and made his way toward the archway where the bride and groom stood amid a shower of camera flashes.

Just before he reached his target, a group of elderly women pushed in front of him to admire the bride's dress. He tried to slip through, but the women were intent on getting an eyeful.

"Doesn't she look lovely?" one woman said.

"That dress must have cost a small fortune."

"I heard her new beau took care of the tab AND bought her this place as a wedding present."

"Can we stop all this lollygagging and go find a seat? My bunions are killing me?"

"Excuse me," Travis said to one blue–haired woman as he tried to make his way past her.

She turned a pair of cataract–clouded gray eyes on him and smiled. "My, my but you're a strapping young man." "You remind me of my dear, sweet, departed Walter before he kicked the bucket."

The last thought echoed loud and clear in Travis's head as he made eye contact with the woman and his chest hitched.

Her name was Gladys Martin and she lived at the local senior's home where the bride worked as the activities coordinator. Miranda had personally invited all of the ladies at the home and had even taken them to Austin on a shopping trip so they could all buy something special to wear on her big day. She'd also promised to take a picture with each and every one of them, which was why Gladys was waiting in line.

Travis tipped his hat and grinned. "I hate to trouble you, ma'am, but I need to scoot by you and have a quick word with the groom if you don't mind."

She looked as if she wanted to protest, but then Travis stared deep into her eyes for a long moment and acceptance sparked. She smiled. "Of course, dear."

She started to move, but then an ancient little man with a bald head and a mean expression stepped in front of her and broke the temporary spell Travis had cast.

"Hold your britches there, sonny." Arbor Crabtree poked Travis in the chest with a bony finger. "We all want our picture taken with Miranda and we're not about to be sideswiped by some young buck who cain't wait his turn. You'll get back to the end of the line lickety–split if you know what's good for you."

While Travis's charm worked with the females, he was out of luck when it came to men. Particularly Arbor. He was a two–time decorated war veteran who'd carved up an enemy sniper with his witling knife in a one–on–one battle back in 1942. He still had the knife to this day, carrying it in his pocket for bragging rights.

He also had a hemorrhoid that was making him even crankier than the fact that he'd lost at checkers to Milton Decker earlier that afternoon.

The point? Arbor was not about to be crossed by man or vampire.

Travis held up his hands in surrender. "I'm not trying to put any one out, sir. I've just come a long way is all."

"So did I. Do you know how far away we had to park? Why, this place is busier than the Dairy Queen on senior citizen night."

"They give free ice cream to anyone over sixty–five," one of the women added.

"And whipped cream."

"That sounds real nice," Travis said. "But I just need to talk to my—"

"Is there a problem here?" The soft, feminine voice slid into his ear and cut him off mid–sentence. He turned toward the female who appeared on his left, her hands on her hips, her blue eyes drilling into him.

She was at least a head shorter than he was, with long, blond hair that had been swept up into a tight, no frills ponytail. She wore a knee–length black skirt and a plain white button up blouse. Sensible black pumps. Boring.

That's what he told himself. No legs up to here or breasts out to there.

At the same time, she had the most incredible eyes he'd ever seen. Pale blue with just a hint of green around the edges. Color so translucent that, for a split second, he saw only his own reflection in their sparkling depths.

No thoughts. None of her personal stats. Nothing. Not even her name.

Before Travis could delve deeper, she shifted her attention to the old man.

"What's going on, Mr. Crabtree?"

"This whippersnapper is trying to cut in line," the man declared. "But Miranda promised me I could have the first picture. I cain't stand for long without my arthritis acting up."

"Mine, too," a woman added. "I've got seconds."

"And I've got a corn on my big toe that's aching something fierce so I get to go third."

The pale blue eyes darkened just a hint, killing the reflection that had him so mesmerized and opening the door so that he could see straight into her thoughts.

Her name was Holly Simms. Mid–twenties. She was a wedding planner who loved dogs, Reeses' Peanut Butter cups and her job. Except when she had to deal with stubborn guests or a lying, cheating, line–cutting cowboy.

Ouch. "I wasn't trying to cut in front of anyone." He shrugged. "I'm just here to talk to the groom."

"And we're here to talk to the bride," Arbor added. "She promised us pictures and I'm not moving 'til I get my picture."

"Me either," a woman added.

"Neither am I."

"You'll all get your pictures. I promise." Holly turned on Travis. "Excuse me? What did you say your name was?"

"I didn't say, but it's Travis. Travis Braddock."

When her gaze sparked, he added, "I'm the groom's brother."

Her mind seemed to rifle for a memory before recognition dawned and she frowned. "The one who didn't RSVP?"

"My job keeps me really busy."

Too busy for your own brother's wedding?

The question rang loud and clear in her thoughts and guilt niggled at him.

"We're not very close." He wasn't sure why he told her. The words simply tumbled from his lips beore he could stop them and he stiffened. "Listen, I don't want to cause any trouble. I just wanted to say a few words to my brother."

"He and Miranda are going to host a receiving line when they're finished with pictures. I'm sure you can wish him well then. In the meantime, you should move on to the reception area." Otherwise these seniors are going to kick your firm, tight, totally amazing buns all over this ranch and I'm going to let them.

Her thought echoed through his head and a strange sense of warmth stole through him. A grin tugged at his lips.

She motioned toward the massive tents set up just beyond the barn. "You can have something to drink and a bite to eat while you're waiting."

His groin tightened at the suggestion and his gaze shifted to her creamy white throat. He could see the faint pulse beneath her skin and his fangs tingled.

"There's a full menu," she continued. "Swedish meatballs. Pigs–in–a–blanket. Mini chimichangas. Southwest egg rolls. I'm sure you can find something you like."

"I already have," he said, staring deep into her eyes.

He expected to see passion flare in the blue depths, her lips to part, her body to lean toward his. Particularly since she thought his buns were firm and tight and totally amazing. That's the way it always was when he focused his complete attention on a woman. She couldn't help but fall under his spell.

Her eyes widened and then she blinked. Once. Twice. As if she couldn't quite believe she'd heard him correctly. "What did you just say?"

"I said I already found something I like." As anxious as he'd been to talk to Cody, he knew he wasn't getting anywhere near his baby brother for the time being. Which meant he might as well slow down and kill a few minutes.

On top of that, he really was hungry. And it wasn't a Swedish meatball or any of the other things she'd just rattled off he was craving. He'd been in such a hurry to get to Texas that he hadn't even stopped to feed. "I like you, sugar."

You.

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    A new twist on vampires

    I love this book and can't wait for payday to buy the other one. Brent meets his match, only she's not a vampire like he is and he can't control her mind. She is a Navy Seal and one of her men has gone AWOL, putting her career on the line. She knows her man is somewhere by his home town, little does she know that what she finds is how to get a man and keep your relationship hot through a 70 year old womans how to CDs but Brent is her one true love and in the end willing to let go of her career and become a vampire to be with him. Brent is brought to the town for his brothers wedding, knows the Seals man is a new vampire, is looking for the neighbor woman who knows who killed his family before becoming a vampire and has just met a woman he can't control. He's been running all his life, fearing love and small towns where if he is discovered his life is over. You have to read to visualize this dynamic ending where you are cheering for a happy ending.

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    Great book and author.

    Great book and author.

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