The Wives Tales
The Miner's Wife : The
Executive's Wife : The Lawman's Wife :
The Mercenary's Wife
Four women auctioned off to genetically bred
strangers in separate venues are uniquely destined to discover love in unusual
Note: Each book is written to stand alone.
"With intriguing plots, sassy heroines, scrumptious
heroes, and scorch-your-fingertips sex, Lara Santiago's Wives
Tales books should be on every reader's must-have list." —Leslie
Kelly, Award Winning Author
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The Executive's Wife
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Reviewers' Choice Award
In the year 2076, the Tiberius Group invades all aspects of
society, taking over and implementing a new plan for the good of
all U.S. citizens, especially the females.
Sophie Brent loses her job at Westland Industries and is put
up for auction in a corporate venue of former peers. She's the
record high bid and soon-to-be-bride of the worst lecher in the
company, until her boss outbids all and saves her.
Matt Westland spends a fortune to marry his former employee,
Sophie. He has wanted her since a delicious incident under the
mistletoe at Christmas. Secretly in love with him, Sophie is an
all-too-willing partner in Matt's passionate seduction, and the
two fall madly in love.
Unfortunately, Matt's power-hungry father will stop at
nothing to get rid of Sophie and find a more politically
connected wife to ensure that his son becomes the next president
of the United States.
Sensuality Rating: SIZZLING/SCORCHING
Length: Full Novel (55,000 words)
Art by Jinger Heaston
THE EXECUTIVE'S WIFE
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THE LAWMAN'S WIFE
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2006 Reviewers' Choice Award Nominee: "Once again Lara Santiago has written an intriguing and engaging story in
The Executive's Wife. Having waited ever so patiently for this follow up to
The Miner's Wife, I can honestly say it was worth it. Sophie and Matt have an explosive chemistry which is immediately apparent. Initially, they are concerned with the employer/employee relationship but once the Tiberius Group institutes
its changes, all bets are off. Matt will use any means at his disposal to get the one woman he wants. Sophie's character may seem a little unruffled at first, but it is soon obvious that she's got a will of steel and will do anything in her power to help those that she loves. The premise of this story follows the previous in that Matt is bio-genetically engineered but there are subtle differences. The adversity that they immediately face in their marriage adds an intensity and urgency to their relationship which is revealed in their frequent lovemaking. In addition to all of that, this well paced story also has a lot of suspense and even a few surprising twists in the plot.
The Executive's Wife is a must read for fans of Ms. Santiago as well as the Wives Tales."
4.5 Stars/Hot: "The Wives Tales 2:
The Executive’s Wife was refreshing and scary at the same time. I’m sure someone in the world would love nothing more than to see women’s rights taken away and Lara Santiago presented what would happen in detail. The fact that Sophie got the man she always wanted was good fortune, but life did not work out so well for her
sister. I’m dying to read [Hannah's] story, but I was more than satisfied with The Wives Tales 2:
The Executive’s Wife. Sophie and Matt were dynamic characters that kept me turning the pages. I wanted to see more of them and the love they shared. Their sex life was stimulating and well earned. Matt’s father was obnoxious as well as determined. The man just would not give up on his dream for his son. It was more like an obsession. I had to give him credit for his gumption. Moreover, he made the story more interesting. After reading
The Executive’s Wife, I am greedy for more. While I wait for the next installment, I plan to read
the first Wives Tale [The Miner's Wife]."
—Suni Farrar, Just
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4.5 Kisses: "Lara Santiago is a very
talented author and the men in her books
are absolutely to die for. Matt is honest,
straightforward, sexy, protective and a
loving alpha male that no woman could
resist (or would want to). He doesn't hide
from his feelings which is very refreshing
and even shows his vulnerability to the
woman he loves. Sophie is funny, kind, and
a wonderful mate for Matthew. The heady
combination of these two characters makes
the intensely erotic love scenes even
hotter. I recommend reading The
Executive's Wife and look forward
reading more pieces written by Lara
Two Lips Reviews
Blue Ribbons: "I thoroughly enjoyed this book because there is so much happening in the plot. Two people who love each other finally come together, but Matt's family uses every underhanded trick in the book to split them up. An ex-girlfriend thrown into the mix really doesn't help things. Love scenes are highly erotic with a burning intensity that will leave
readers panting for more. This story has everything including deception, passion, mystery and manipulation. Lara Santiago is a great author who has created a tale that is sure to stick with
readers long after it's over."
4 Angels: "Lara Santiago once again
pens a compelling and erotic drama
surrounding the Tiberius Group. Sophie is
a strong, determined and very intelligent
woman who is facing a changing world. Her
only securities are her wits and soon,
Matthew's arms, but even that seems
tenuous at best. Ms. Santiago does a
phenomenal job in creating a serious and
devastating situation, and showing how
love is able to triumph even the most
depraved and rigid minds. Matthew is
honest in his emotions. Almost from page
one, he recognizes Sophie as the love he
has been waiting for. When they finally
are able to express their love to each
other, it is wonderful to behold. With a
cast of villainous secondary characters
ready in the wings to cut Sophie to
ribbons, Matthew and Sophie must use their
heads and their hearts to find a way to
succeed over not only the Tiberius Group,
but over the many people determined to
keep them apart. The Executive's Wife
is a fabulous follow-up to The
Miner's Wife. This is one series that
has it all: drama, intense attraction,
toad like villains, and two leads who find
that love and survival must go hand in
hand in these dire times."
W., Fallen Angel Reviews
"Ever since reading The
Miner's Wife, I have been waiting for
the release of The Executive's Wife
by Lara Santiago. It was all I wanted it
to be and more. Full of highly erotic and
emotionally hot sex, I fell in love with
Matthew almost immediately. Talk about a
true hero in helping a damsel in distress;
I love how Matt took care to keep Sophie
safe but allowed her wings to fly, even if
just in the privacy of their home. I
thought Sophie intelligent and unafraid
and I found myself more than once cheering
The Executive's Wife ties in and relates to
The Miner's Wife beautifully. I love
how Lara Santiago has written this series
and I can't wait for the third
Ricci, Joyfully Reviewed
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Sophie didn’t want to die anymore. She was saved. Orin turned around to
glare at her. One strand of hair had escaped the confines of
the swirl plastered to his bald head and hung limply down the
side of his face. The look he gave her after being defeated by
Matthew Westland radiated pure waves of unrelenting rage.
Yeah, how dare she allow herself to be bid on by someone with more money,
the nerve of her? The lock of greasy hair hanging
unattractively to his chin made Sophie even more grateful he
wasn’t about to be her–what was it the crazy new world
order referred to this as?—her lord
Orin looked the exact same way as he had on her first day of work. His
nostrils flared in righteous indignation at having been
thwarted by Matthew…again.
The auctioneer cleared his throat impatiently and motioned her off the
stage urgently, as if she should hurry because he’d just
made a bunch of money on her. She instead sauntered to the
steps, earning his frown. She resisted the urge to stick her
tongue out at him as she passed behind him on stage.
“If you would step over here, sir, we can officiate the contract,” the
Tiberius representative said to Sophie’s future husband at
the foot of stairs off the stage.
The contract of marriage these days had a whole different meaning.
Promising to love and honor et cetera went by the
wayside to be replaced by who got what percentage of funds
spent for the bride being auctioned off.
Sophie’s worthless scum of a father, a sperm donor at best, got to have
a whopping ninety percent. Eight percent went to the
auctioneer, and finally two percent went into the coffers of
the Tiberius group. A cut they told everyone they earned by
officiating the contract and ceremony joining the couple in
matrimony. Plus the forty-eight hour body scan done to ensure
consummation of each and every union. They certainly didn’t
want people getting married to escape Tiberius persecution.
Men being forced to have sex with whomever they married supposedly made
them more cautious about their ultimate choices. But Sophie
only understood the rules favored men, and they could do as
they pleased regardless of their initial choices. An
uncontrollable and unwanted urge to weep came over her and she
fought to stay serene.
The official Tiberius marriage broker stepped up and motioned impatiently
for Sophie to come off the stage. It was time to meet the
groom. As if he read her mind, Matthew Westland looked up at
her, still paused on stage, and smiled lightly.
From behind her, Sophie heard the auctioneer say, “We’ll start the
bidding for the next bride at five thousand and see where it
takes us.” She paused at the head of the steps and gazed at
“Hello,” he said warmly and held out his hand.
Sophie remained quiet, fighting tears threatening to spill over burning
eyes as she descended the few steps. If she so much as uttered
one word, she’d burst into loud, uncontrollable sobbing. Her
desolate mood stemmed from the narrow escape with the deviant
in the front row along with the general horror of the auction.
Unqualified and here-to-date unknown relief now raced through
her, making her very emotional. A single tear slipped out and
ran down her face before she could wipe it away.
“Why the tears? Is there someone else you would prefer to marry?” he
asked in a low voice, taking her arm.
Sophie reached up and wiped away moisture and shook her head. “It’s
the whole auction situation I find disturbing.” She then
added quietly, “And if I ever find out who authored the
Working Woman’s Auction Memo, which put me up for sale in my
own damn company, I’m going kick his balls up his ass.”
Matt’s eyes widened briefly but didn’t acknowledge her response. He
simply led her to a room behind the stage where the funds
would be paid and the ceremony performed. Sophie could smell
his expensive cologne as they stood together, the scent of
which sent her right back to last December and the wall
she’d been pressed against when he’d kissed her that first
Sophie watched him out of the corner of her eye. Her whole body vibrated
with the memory of the last time they were together. He saved
her, again. Maybe he remembered the kiss at Christmas. Maybe
he felt something for her.
“Thank you for saving me.”
His sudden sardonic smile startled her as he whispered, “I didn’t
actually do it for you.”
“Then why would you marry a veritable stranger? I can read the papers. I
know you have…well, other choices.”
“You aren’t exactly a stranger,” he said, leaning in close,
whispering in her now sensitive ear. “I know exactly how you
taste, how you smell, and especially how you feel in my arms
when you scream in climax. It’s an intriguing combination.
One I found I couldn’t pass up.”
Sophie closed her eyes and felt her face go hot in memory of that
supremely gratifying sensation, which had stabbed through her
at his assistance long ago, as if she were experiencing it all
over again. “I didn’t think you remembered. You
never…” Her head bowed and she found she couldn’t finish
“Neither did you,” he stated coolly as she felt his arm circle her
“You were my boss,” she snapped with accusation in her tone, still
unable to look him in the eyes.
“Yeah, that was my excuse, too. But it isn’t an issue any longer.”
He squeezed her shoulder once and pulled her closer. “Is it?
Are you ready to marry me, Sophie?”
This time she looked in his beautiful blue eyes before answering. “Yes.
I would be…grateful to marry you.”
“I don’t want gratitude.”
“What then?” She sounded breathless to her own ears.
He laughed before he said, “Well, for starters, I’d like to finish
what we began in the parking garage hallway. That particular
experience, while gratifying in many ways, has always seemed a
bit incomplete to me.”
The combination of his warm, sexy body pressed up close, his sultry voice
caressing her senses, and his decadent
I-want-to-fuck-you-this-second cologne wafting all around made
another rush of moisture accumulate between her legs in
readiness. Sophie’s heart beat so thunderously in her chest,
she couldn’t speak. She took short breaths to calm herself,
but with it came Matthew’s sexy scent, the fragrance of
which made her insides quiver in long awaited need.
He leaned in suddenly, right into her personal space. “And then I’d
like to do it some more. And then some more after that.”
Sophie managed to say as a rush of air whooshed out of her
Matthew twisted his head and placed his lips on hers, seductively teasing
them open with a single lick as his hand moved further up her
leg. Nimble fingertips buried themselves quickly under her
skirt. His tongue quickly wrapped around hers in erotic
plunder. He grabbed her underwear and tugged them down a few
inches. She stifled the urge to suck in a sharp breath at his
bold actions and concentrated on his lips to forget where she
Don’t make a sound, don’t make a sound, don’t make a sound, she
chanted to herself.
Matthew had the most luscious mouth. It took all her focus to not react
like she wanted to. A moan of appreciation bubbled up in her
throat wanting to escape. His fingers niggled their way
between her legs and stroked once, the sensation of which sent
a sharp longing through her body. She was embarrassed to be
wet for him already. She’d moistened up with supreme
gratitude upon hearing his deep rich voice say, “one hundred
Not because she cared about his money. She honestly didn’t. No, she
realized right away that with his generous bid, she’d get
the opportunity to finish up what they’d started under that
sprig of mistletoe. She was about to get her Christmas wish
after all, albeit four months later than expected.
Moistening up was not hard for her to do when Matthew Westland said
anything. Besides, it wasn’t as if she hadn’t longed for
him aching through each and every lonely night since the
Christmas party months ago. His magnetic presence enveloped
her as powerfully now as it had back then.
Matthew kissed a path from her lips to her throat as he pulled the crotch
of her panties aside. She felt his fingers slip inside of her
very moist aching core, ever so slightly brushing past her
clitoris, and she stifled the urge to jump through the tinted
skylight she noticed in the ceiling of the limo. She was wet
and ready for him, and now he knew it, too.
Should she be embarrassed? No time.
Matthew shifted silently on the seat and prepared to mount her. Her legs
were spread as wide as they would go across the leather seats
now caressing her half-naked butt. She managed to relax and
opened her legs wider. She opened her eyes and caught sight of
the not-distant-enough newspaper in her view. It only made her
tense up again, so she turned her face away and buried it in
She couldn’t believe Asher couldn’t hear them. Matthew already had his
zipper undone and she hadn’t heard it. She felt the ridge of
his enormous cock resting on the inside of her thigh. Another
thrill ran through her at the knowledge she was about to find
out if he was as big as she suspected. Her first feel of him
was a memory from back under the mistletoe. Those oft
whispered rumors of his impressive size were not at all
exaggerated…then or now.
“Ready,” he whispered. She turned away from his shoulder to look in
his face and nodded her assent. She held his sexy gaze until
Matthew lowered the lids of his eyes seductively, and pierced
her to the hilt with one very deep and very satisfying thrust.
She sucked in silent breath of unbelievable pleasure as he
quickly stroked inside her again, and again and again. The
immense thickness of him penetrated and stretched her core to
the limit with each deep stroke of his cock. Her body
accommodated him…barely, but he kept up the pace of his
thrusts even as she wondered what his definition of a few
Sophie melted into the smooth rhythm of his powerful thrusts, relaxing to
allow the pleasure of it to seep into her tingling body. She
pushed her hips forward to meet his next thrust and his cock
seemed to slide even deeper. Whisper quiet, Matthew drove his
cock inside her yet again. The angle of his thrust almost
stroked her clit with every other push and the stirrings of a
bone shaking climax grew within her.
The combined scent of the leather her half-naked butt rested on with
Matthew’s unique scent of starched shirt and fuck-me-now
cologne tinged with the acrid knowledge of being caught
caressed and yet heightened her senses. Thrust. Stroke.
Thrust. Stroke. Matthew was about to make her climax. She held
back fearful she’d scream like a banshee if the wash of
climax took her suddenly. Thrust. Stroke. Thrust.
God, he felt incredible. Better
than she ever thought possible. She’d wanted his cock buried
inside her desperately. With him
driving repeatedly into her now, sending bolts of
delicious sensation deeply inside her core, she was on the
verge of release. Sophie held back even though she wanted to
sing, moan, and scream.
Oh, God, did she just make a noise?
Sophie heard the newspaper at the other end of the small space rustle.
This was quickly followed by a choked gasp and the sharp thud
a brandy glass being dropped hitting the carpeted floorboard
of the limo.
“What the fuck?” Asher screeched, trying to stand as his rumpled
newspaper fell aside in the center of the limo aisle.
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