Boudoir News - May 9 - GIVEAWAY
With the sun illuminating my rooms through not-so-clean windows, and surrounded by cats, I keep on writing my dark and anguished characters.
Is it hard? No.
Is it a fucking weird career? Hell yes.
I pour time, heart, soul, and blood into giving you my everything.
I could be golfing.
Err, no, I couldn’t.
But it’d probably be more social. :D
I have a PILE of boxes from IKEA to open and assemble… And what do I do? I keep throwing Felix and Finley all my love, and I’m writing to you.
Because, truly, I love you. Knowing someone, anyone, even one person, reads my books, fills my heart with so much joy. It’s so rewarding.
And golfing could never do that.
What do you do that gives you that extra feeling of being alive?
Romance Authors Amazon Giveaway
Some of your favourite romance authors have joined together to bring you an amazing giveaway. We are giving away TWO big prizes!
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Excerpt Forcing Finley:
I was out half the night, then watched men murdered before my feet, had a gun to my head, and the… most unbelievable few moments of my life, pressed up against an ice cold brick wall, a stranger’s hand between my legs. I have barely slept. I’ve touched myself. I’ve showered, I’ve worn down the floors with my agonized pacing. Back and forth, over and over, the walls closing in. I wanted to go out there again, find him, touch him back. It’s insane and I don’t know who I am anymore.. I need more.
I couldn’t go home. My insides screamed at the thought of setting foot on the property. But I had to. I needed warmth, blankets, tea, and showers. All the showers. I needed to get my shit together and prepare for today. I had to get here. This life away from life is everything.
I also needed the distraction. It’s my only source of joy.
I look up, and my knees almost give in. Oh. My. Fucking. God.
No, no, no, this can’t be happening!
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Craig Vans. The man was insufferable, and I could not stand him one bit, well except in bed…
My dear neighbor Mrs. Janey died - may her soul keep resting in perfect peace and left her billion-dollar company to her parrot, Boosh, well and me, technically.
What I thought was a turnaround for the better proved otherwise when I was met with resistance from her grandson, the irresistible Craig Vans. The man was insufferable, and I could not stand him one bit, well except in bed. I told you he was irresistible.
His impenetrability was more annoying though and damn, I wanted to strangle the life out of him. I had to enlist the help of Mrs. Janey's lawyer, Mr. Shaw who served Craig with only two weeks to dispute mine and Boosh's inheritance of the company or step down as CEO, and just when it seemed that I would finally be getting the break I needed, a new obstacle arose. Craig's mother.
He was a grumpy female hating billionaire.
She was a cute, sassy bartending biker chic.
They had a beautiful night filled with passion and promise. Then someone tried to kill her, and all fingers pointed to him. She had fallen in love with him, and he didn’t even want her alive.
He came to her rescue like a knight in shining armor and ran the bad men away.
Then the unthinkable happened…. His phone chimed. She shouldn’t have looked but she did.
He had a fiancé. She wouldn’t be the other woman no matter what.
She was on her way home when her brakes failed.
Then her past shows up…