Friday, May 31, 2013

Flash Fiction Friday - May 31, 2013



Jenna tried to stifle her giggle, but it was useless. It didn’t help that her sister, Allie, was standing beside her not even attempting to hide her amusement. Their parents insisted they attend the gallery opening, saying it would be a great way to meet eligible young men.

That thought made Jenna laugh harder. The only eligible men in attendance were old enough to be their father. As it was, they were stuck looking at paintings of men in various compromising positions like the one they were currently staring at. Guess he’ll learn to shut the door from now on.


Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Author Interview - NJ Cole


NJ Cole is a witty, mid-western girl with a kinky side. She works by
day and writes by night, all while being a mother to her wonderful boys and
serving her Sir. Unlike many of today’s authors, she chooses to write in first
person, allowing the readers to experience life through the eyes of the unique
characters that live in her head. Her love of those characters and respect for
their stories come through loud and clear in her writing. With over two million
reads of her online work in the past six months, NJ Cole is clearly an up and
coming author.
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1.       Have you always wanted to be a writer? How did you get started writing romance?
No, I really never thought I’d be a writer. I’m not sure I am really going to be one. I couldn’t find enough stories like I wanted to read, so I wrote one J

2.       Tell us about your writing process. Do you outline, or are you more of a seat of your pants type of a writer? 
I simply listen to the voices in my head. I watch the movie that they make, and then write down what I saw.

3.       Are there any romance novel cliché that make you cringe when you read them?
Nope. I say, write it if you want. Every story has been done, every line said. It’s like music. There are only a few notes, but all of those songs. It’s how we put it all together that counts.

4.       What is the hardest scene you’ve had to write, and what made it so difficult?
Sometimes when I write from the villain’s point of view, it’s hard to let him speak in my head. He ends up consuming me.

5.       Which of your heroines would you say is most like you, and why?
My husband, my Sir, calls me butterfly, which is the pet name of the main character in Midnight Caller.

6.       What are you working on now?
I am writing Midnight Eternal, the sequel to Midnight Caller.



Summary:


Rebecca Summers enjoys pleasing herself with the curtains open. That is, until a mysterious man calls to tell her that he is watching. Her fantasy becomes reality as she begins to perform for this stranger, following his instructions over the phone while he watches from afar. Rebecca’s world is turned upside down when finally they meet and she enters into a D/s relationship with her Midnight Caller.
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Monday, May 27, 2013

Weekly Update - May 27, 2013


I hope everyone is well on this Memorial Day. Its hard to believe that it's the last Monday in May already. Time is flying by at an unbelievable rate. I spent the afternoon at my mom's house for a cookout. There is nothing like hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill. Yum!

Writing has been going well on Finding Anna, Book 4. I hit 104,000 words last night, and the story is still going. I've got about 9 to 10 more things that need to happen before I finally close Stephan and Brianna's story. I've spent nearly six years with these characters. It's going to be sad to say goodbye, but it's time.

While I lamenting over saying goodbye to Stephan and Brianna, I know you all are dying for book 3 in the series. Truth will be out in only 55 days.
 
Lots more writing to do this week, so I'm going to keep this post short. Have a great week everyone!

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Sneak Peek Sunday - L.V. Lewis

 
 
A special sneak peek into a portion of the new edition of Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever . . .
 

Fifty_Shades_of_Jung_Cover_for_KindleSummary: "Fifty Shades meets Keisha from the block." Keisha Beale and her roommate Jada Jameson have half the money they need to start their dream business. A hookup from Jada's well-connected father gets them a meeting with the elusive venture capitalist Tristan White. The only time slot he has available is the close of business on a Friday afternoon when Jada has a nonrefundable ticket for a sorority week in Sin City. Keisha goes to the meeting alone and almost flubs their chance at getting the much-needed start-up capital they require. During this one chance meeting venture capitalist Tristan White discovers he wants a little coffee in his cream. Thus begins his pursuit of Keisha Beale, the only woman who can quench his raging case of Jungle Fever! © Bellemedia | Dreamstime Stock Photos & Stock Free Images

lewisbusinessExcerpt: Saturday morning after breakfast, we have the first of many fencing lessons in Tristan’s gym. Once again, he’s well-prepared. Tristan’s gone overboard in my opinion and bought me three sets of fencing whites. I dress in my knickers, plastron, chest protector, jacket, socks, trainers, and glove and then carry my mask and foil out of the dressing room with me. I meet Tristan out on the floor. He’s already dressed and practicing. He stops when I enter the room, and his eyes rake over me with the same appreciation mine are showing him. Damn! He’s fine in that getup, especially the tight breeches! my Fairy Hoochie Mama says. Triple-G even lets loose the type of whistle that men usually use on women when they’re making catcalls. I execute an extended mental eye roll at them. “Seeing you dressed out gives me ideas, Ms. Beale,” Tristan says, his eyes bright. “What if I don’t like fencing? Then these cute little outfits you bought will go to waste.” “They’re not just cute little outfits, and believe me, once you get into it you’ll love it.” “Says the man who’s probably been doing this since he could walk.” He looks thoughtful. “Our mother did begin to teach us when we were five.” Every so often, I learn something new about Tristan that underscores the differences in our upbringings. This is one of those moments. When I was that age, my mama was teaching me nursery rhymes, reading, and singing. However, knowing that his mother fenced makes me feel like I can do this. “Then, in homage to the late Mrs. White, I’ll give it a good old college try.” “Oh you’ll give it more than that.” “How can you be so certain?” “Physical fitness is part of your contract, and it will go a long way in helping you endure the rigors of our role-play weekends. I can tell from your muscle tone you haven’t been sedentary, and your lines suggest you could be really good at this. What sports did you enjoy in school?” “I did track and field in high school. And even though my music major didn’t allow me to continue in college, I used DePaul’s track and gym whenever I could.” “I’m impressed and happy to be the beneficiary of your diligence.” “You have a weird way of giving compliments.” “You’ll undoubtedly find many things weird about me, but I prefer the term eccentric.” “Eccentric is more pleasing to the ear.” Tristan brings me a shiny silver jacket that matches my mask perfectly. “Here, put this on.” “What’d you do; rob Michael Jackson’s wardrobe?” He tries to resist smiling but fails. “Funny. The answer is no. It’s an electric lamé or over-jacket. When our body cords are attached to it and plugged into the reel on either end of the fencing strip, it will register electronic scoring as targets on our bodies are hit.” “So, this is kinda like what you like to do with the whips, crops, and floggers in the grotto?” He pauses for a second. “Now you mention it. Yes.” His eyes shine with an elation that wasn’t there before, and he finishes getting us both outfitted with the equipment and in position. “The first thing you do is salute your opponent as a sign of respect.” He closes his mask. “Mask down, Ms. Beale.” I feel like he’s ordering me around in a scene. He moves into a posture and stands still. “This is the en garde position. Front foot facing forward, and then your back foot at a ninety degree angle with your front foot, your feet are shoulder width apart and your knees are bent. Like so.” I follow his instructions and manage to mirror his stance exactly after a few seconds. “Good form.” I grin. How ridiculous is it that I crave his approval so much? He points at the line next to him on the strip. “Don’t cross that line until you’ve been signaled to engage after completing the en garde stance.” “Okay.” He approaches me in a sexy swagger made more pronounced by his fencing shoes, a literal rolling from his heels to the balls of his feet. “This is a classic lunge.” He executes one. “It is how you attack your opponent.” I mimic his movement until he deems I’ve done it right. “You always want to block your target areas from your opponent during a lunge.” Tristan uses the foil to point to the areas he describes. “The arms, chest and head are targets, and there are three parries designed to block these targets.” He holds the foil horizontally at his shoulder. “This is the three parry to block your flank.” He moves the foil diagonally across his chest. “This is the four parry to block your chest.” Finally, the foil is horizontal at head level. “And this, is the five parry to block your head. There’s also a two and a one, but those aren’t used quite as often as the ones I’ve just shown you. As we progress and you have need of the others, we’ll learn them.” “Now, for a bit of footwork,” he says. “I’ll show you advancing and retreating today. I’ll save some of the fancier stuff for later.” © Jacetan | Dreamstime Stock Photos & Stock Free Images © Jacetan | Dreamstime Stock Photos & Stock Free Images He moves into en garde position.

Tristan and Keisha“Okay, here’s the advance. Watch my feet.” He does something that looks like a shuffling hip-hop dance move; he executes it with such lightning speed. “To slow it down for you, the advance is done in three distinct steps. Your feet should remain shoulder width apart at all times. The front foot moves first, beginning by lifting the toes. Straighten the leg at the knee, pushing the heel out in front. Land on the heel, and then bring the back foot up to en garde stance again.” Tristan shows me again several times until I get it. Then I execute several advances until the movement feels natural to me. “The final movement I’m going to show you today is the retreat, which is sort of a reverse of the advance. It’s a three-step process also. Back foot first to the ball of the foot. Down with the heel and then on the ball of the foot. Like so.” He retreats, advances, and then retreats until I’m able to follow him without a misstep. We go through the parries, slowly again and again, all while advancing and retreating until I’m well familiar with them. “Now, these will be executed very quickly, but we’ll go slow until you get the hang of it,” Tristan assures me. I find myself enjoying figuring out how to block his attacks. They are slow in the beginning so I’m able to think fast and position my foil so he doesn’t hit me every time. As he gathers speed, even though I parry to block, he hits my targets, particularly my chest. So much so, if I weren’t wearing the chest plate, I’m sure my breasts would be stinging right about now. I see him smile when he gets three successive points against me, and I feel powerless against his lunges because they are executed so flawlessly. I retreat all the way off the strip. “No fair! You have me at a complete disadvantage.” Tristan stops, flips his hood back, folds his arms, and crosses a long leg at the ankle. He holds his foil in one hand and beckons me Mortal Kombat style with the other hand. I push my hood back and shake my head. “You’ve got to be crazy if you think I’m lunging at you again right now.” “You were doing well for a beginner if we discount the odd moments when you were whacking at me like you were trying to chop vegetables on a cutting board.” “I’m a girl. We always resort to flailing when fighting, didn’t you know this?” “I’ve seen you hit someone, remember? You don’t flail when you fight, so don’t do it while fencing. In fact, if you treat fencing the same way you do boxing, you’ll do fine. If you practice the moves enough, they’ll become second nature to you. Use the gym when you’re here and in a few months, you’ll be fencing like an amateur.” He grins at his own attempt at a joke. I don a fake smile then show him my serious face. “Funny, White.” “Okay, I’m going to use my left hand during this final bout. This should give you some advantage.” He moves to his place on the strip, and I do the same. Tristan and Keisha[/caption] “En garde,” he says. “En garde,” I respond, and we fight a near equal match, but he still gets the better of me in the end. In fact, he presses toward me, using some fancy sword play reminiscent of The Legend of Zorro. Then he makes a series of scores, all in the vicinity of my breasts and finally he relieves me of my foil and touches near the vee of my legs with his. “I don’t recall that being a target area,” I say, my voice husky. “It’s always a target for me,” he replies and drops his foil, pulls me into his arms, and kisses me till my knees get weak. Our tongues lunge and parry like they’re fencing and hitting all our target areas. We rack up so many points the bout is tied when we come up for air. The next to attack will score the winning touch, and it’s safe to say neither of us is concerned about who will come out on top.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Sweet Saturday Sample - May 25, 2013


 
 
 
Since he had time, he went into the kitchen to make breakfast. He pulled out all the stops, fixing bacon, eggs, pancakes, and even frying up some hash browns. Just as he was ready to plate the eggs, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. She was standing there in one of his T-shirts and a blanket wrapped around her.
It was only with great effort that he managed not to drop the eggs. Trying to distract himself he said, “I made breakfast. Hope you’re hungry.” When he looked up, she smiled and his heart slammed against his chest, making it difficult to breathe. If he thought she’d been nearly irresistible before . . .
Knowing he had to get out of there and soon, he set the plates down on the counter. “Everything’s ready. Help yourself. I’m going—I’m going to grab a shower first.” Then he quickly brushed past and locked himself in his bedroom.
The problem was his bedroom was no longer safe. He could smell her everywhere, and that was before he noticed the tangled sheets.
It had been over three years since he’d been with a woman. After seeing Carol in bed with his best friend, the last thing he wanted was any type of female companionship. He’d been tempted, sure, but even the thought of reliving what he’d been through with his ex-wife had turned his stomach and easily quashed any desire he had. He could honestly say he’d never been tempted like this. Elizabeth Marshall was something he’d never experienced before, and he wasn’t sure that was a good thing.
He wanted her. There was no doubt about that. The physical attraction had been obvious from the first moment he’d laid eyes on her. But he’d dealt with that before. This . . . was something else, and he had no idea what he was doing. All he knew was it was driving him insane.

Friday, May 24, 2013

Flash Fiction Friday - May 24, 2013

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He balled up yet another piece of paper in frustration. This was insane. How could someone allow such a mess to exist?

This time, instead of throwing said ball of paper across the room, he shoved it in his mouth, and bit down. It was childish and didn’t accomplish anything, but it made him feel better. At this point, that was the only thing that mattered.

Unfortunately, his infantile display didn’t accomplish anything other than leaving a nasty taste in his mouth.

Removing the paper from between his lips, he threw it into the trash, and got back to work.
 
 

All American Ebook Sale - Day 5

To help you all prepare for the long Memorial Day weekend ahead, a group of authors thought we'd give you some great deals on our books. This way you won't be without something to read while you're enjoying the first unofficial weekend of summer.



Here are today's deals...

 

When Talia Lyons was just a child, her parents were murdered before her eyes. Unable to accept their fate, Talia trains to become one of the country’s deadliest assassins in order to kill the man responsible. Luckily, she was born with a gift- the ability to read and influence the minds of others. At sixteen, Talia’s poised to graduate from a school for the Talented, where she learned to control her abilities. Now there is only one obstacle standing between her and the retribution she craves... the feelings and distractions of a normal teenage girl.
 

 
 

The Riverbend Trilogy 

Nestled deep in Northwest Pennsylvania, in the thick forest of the Allegheny Mountains, is a quiet community named Kennerdell. Rich in Native American and European settlement history with few inhabitants and a charming culture, growing up there was simple for Lena. But when grief stepped in and darkened her life-everything changed. After years of escape, Lena is forced to come home. A web of mystery and danger that dates back to America’s earliest days, quickly weaves around her.When a longtime friend, one who knows the tragedy that plagues Lena's heart, comes back into her life - things get complicated. Will she be able to unfold the truth around this mystery - and herself - or will it be easier to run away?Love, danger, and history collide in all three books of The Riverbend Trilogy.

 
 


 

 

Ari Grant spends her days helping the troubled youth of Glory City, and her nights trying to feel something other than the cold numbness that has settled in her bones. For years, she satisfies this urge with trips to the tattoo parlor or late night clubbing, but everything changes when she becomes a victim of an armed robbery.
She manages to escape notice from the gunman, a former client, but only because she’s saved by Glory City’s own Vigilante. A hooded man who has impeccable timing when it comes to those in need.It seems Ari isn’t the only one trying to save lost souls or looking for a life outside their job. She’s caught the attention of Nick Sanders, a handsome attorney at juvenile court. Solid and steady, he seems the perfect fit, but Ari has developed an obsession with Davis, the mysterious and sexy director of a local fight club that rehabilitates delinquent boys.
Each of these men fight for the less fortunate, but not everyone has altruistic motives. When Ari’s female clients begin to disappear, she can’t figure out who to trust. Soon enough it becomes obvious that while Ari watches over the kids of Glory City, someone else has taken to watching over her.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Thursday, May 23, 2013

All American Ebook Sale - Day 4

To help you all prepare for the long Memorial Day weekend ahead, a group of authors thought we'd give you some great deals on our books. This way you won't be without something to read while you're enjoying the first unofficial weekend of summer.



Here are today's deals...

 
 

When Talia Lyons was just a child, her parents were murdered before her eyes. Unable to accept their fate, Talia trains to become one of the country’s deadliest assassins in order to kill the man responsible. Luckily, she was born with a gift- the ability to read and influence the minds of others. At sixteen, Talia’s poised to graduate from a school for the Talented, where she learned to control her abilities. Now there is only one obstacle standing between her and the retribution she craves... the feelings and distractions of a normal teenage girl.
 
 
 

The Riverbend Trilogy 

 
Nestled deep in Northwest Pennsylvania, in the thick forest of the Allegheny Mountains, is a quiet community named Kennerdell. Rich in Native American and European settlement history with few inhabitants and a charming culture, growing up there was simple for Lena. But when grief stepped in and darkened her life-everything changed. After years of escape, Lena is forced to come home. A web of mystery and danger that dates back to America’s earliest days, quickly weaves around her. When a longtime friend, one who knows the tragedy that plagues Lena's heart, comes back into her life - things get complicated. Will she be able to unfold the truth around this mystery - and herself - or will it be easier to run away? Love, danger, and history collide in all three books of The Riverbend Trilogy.

 
 


 
 

Ari Grant spends her days helping the troubled youth of Glory City, and her nights trying to feel something other than the cold numbness that has settled in her bones. For years, she satisfies this urge with trips to the tattoo parlor or late night clubbing, but everything changes when she becomes a victim of an armed robbery.
She manages to escape notice from the gunman, a former client, but only because she’s saved by Glory City’s own Vigilante. A hooded man who has impeccable timing when it comes to those in need.It seems Ari isn’t the only one trying to save lost souls or looking for a life outside their job. She’s caught the attention of Nick Sanders, a handsome attorney at juvenile court. Solid and steady, he seems the perfect fit, but Ari has developed an obsession with Davis, the mysterious and sexy director of a local fight club that rehabilitates delinquent boys.
Each of these men fight for the less fortunate, but not everyone has altruistic motives. When Ari’s female clients begin to disappear, she can’t figure out who to trust. Soon enough it becomes obvious that while Ari watches over the kids of Glory City, someone else has taken to watching over her.

 

Sarah Bray never planned to return to teach in Sycamore Falls, but a traumatic event leaves her desperate for the sanctuary of home. She discovers a kindred spirit in Lucas Miller, a teacher from New York with demons of his own. Their newfound love is put to the test when a student's secret sends shockwaves through the community, and Sarah and Lucas - along with the town - are schooled in the lessons of acceptance, tolerance, and love.
 

Haunted by terrifying nightmares and certain she's being watched, college student Ava Michaels finds an unlikely ally in Physics tutor Caleb Foster. But Caleb isn't quite what he seems. In fact, he's not entirely human, and he's not the only one. Together, the duo faces a threat from an ancient race bent on Ava's capture, and possible extinction. As Ava fights to survive, she learns the world's not what she thought.
It's a little bit more.
 

How do you say goodbye to the love of your life when you are only twelve years old? Finn O'Malley and Lucy Butler had to figure out how to do just that as Finn left his home in Clarkstown, New York for Two Roads School of Music in California. Being a young talented musician, Finn thought it best for his future but wasn't sure about leaving Lucy behind.
Now, just one semester short of graduation and a promising future at UCLA, he throws it all away to return home. This leaves his family and friends questioning why. The Finn that has returned home is not the same boy who left. He's broken and withdrawn. Lucy and his sister Rylan want nothing more than to bring back the Finn they know and love. From the moment Finn reconnects with Lucy, he feels the one thing he hasn't felt in years-hope.
As Lucy starts to bring him out of his shell, Finn begins to realize what real love really is. When his past collides with his future, how will Finn deal with the love he needs and the love he despises? Can Lucy help heal what lies inside?
 

Lily is one of only three vampires in known existence. After falling in love with a human, sexy and talented musician Ian, she realizes their love is putting him in mortal danger. She flees from her life in Boston to the solace of her frozen waste land. As her past continues to haunt her, Ian seeks out the only family Lily has ever known. Becca introduces Ian to a world he never thought possible as they embark on a search for Lily, starting in the bowels of a mysterious company called The Manchester Group. Will Ian and Becca find her? Or will the reemergence of a long lost love take a hold of their future?

 

As the Redemption series continues in Revisited, everyone's path leads into one.
Lily Edwards, the last remaining female vampire, is facing a daunting task. She has to find Liam Caldwell, the vampire she was forced to create, and change him back to his human state. But Lily's task will not be an easy one as fellow remaining vampires, Filipp and Debir, have been secretly plotting her demise for decades and were the ones responsible for Liam being turned. While Liam is grateful for Filipp and Debir's guidance during his transformation into the vampire he felt destined to be, he's having second thoughts as he learns their whole plan is not what it seems. A handpicked army of humans waits for Liam to change them into vampires at Filipp's instruction.
Adding to the mix is Valentina Pavel, the last member of a Romanian witch coven, who brings forth new challenges of her own. Together, they all have Liam doing the unthinkable, pleading for a way out. Lily's adopted daughter, Becca, is also preoccupied with a few dilemmas of her own. Discovering that the angel, Sam Fleming, is her biological father presents her with a choice to accept the powers of her birthright, or continue her human existence.
She must find the answer while continuing to fight the feelings she has for fellow angel, Abe North, and her missing new love, Ian Holt. Ian's world has been turned upside down now that the body-stealing demon, Gideon, is controlling him. Ian struggles as Gideon's decisions cause them both mental and physical pain. The only thing they agree on is their insatiable need to be with Becca at all costs.
Friends-now-turned-enemies struggle for their eternity, while enemies-turned-friends fight side by side. Will Lily's past give her the answers she needs to reach the future?
 
 
 

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Author Interview - Suzanne Carroll

Today I'm welcoming author Suzanne Carroll to the blog. She's stopping by today to tell us about her new release Over the Edge.


 Suzanne lives in Sydney with her husband and children.  By day she works in an office where she sneakily scribbles plot ideas on yellow sticky notes and hopes they don't accidentally end up on the departmental monthly report.
One such sticky note has turned into her first novel, Over the Edge.

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1.  Have you always wanted to be a writer? How did you get started writing romance?
Yep. I wrote my first story when I was seven, and I loved the idea of creating characters and worlds and different scenarios, and that was it - I knew writing was what I wanted to do.

I don't really know how I got started writing romance.  It was never a conscious decision.  Ideas for new stories come to me and they're all quite different.  They can be inspired from something I've seen or heard, and some of them are romantic ideas, and some aren't.  Over the Edge is one of the romantic ones :)

2. Tell us about your writing process. Do you outline, or are you more of a seat of your pants type of a writer?
I'll usually start with one key idea.  One scene that is so clear in my head, and then I'll work around that.  There is outlining, but also a lot of flying by the seat of my pants.  I can be writing a scene, based on my outline, and decide it's just not working and the whole direction of the story will change.  Very frustrating when I have a deadline.

 3. Are there any romance novel cliché that make you cringe when you read them?
Euphemisms for body parts.  Years ago I read a book where the hero talked about opening the heroine's precious petals.  Yeah, that made me cringe.  And then laugh.

 4. What is the hardest scene you’ve had to write, and what made it so difficult?
Zoe's epiphany at the end of Over the Edge. The whole book comes down to that moment. I knew so well what I wanted her to say and feel in that scene, but the words had to be just right.  It took many, many attempts, but I'm really happy with the result.

 5. Which of your heroines would you say is most like you, and why?
Mm...I'm probably more like Zoe than I am like Georgia in The Thunderstorm, though neither of them is based on me.  Zoe's closer to my age and some of her more embarrassing moments, are also mine.  Oh, and she has an overactive imagination sometimes (you know, the noise in the night is an axe murderer, the new neighbors are serial killers, that sort of thing) and, um, she might get that from me too.

 6. What are you working on now?
I'm working on another romance, set in Australia and the UK, and the couple have more difficult barriers to cross than just geographical distance.  It's very early stages, I'm still fleshing out the ideas, but I'm very excited about it.




In six weeks Zoe Harper will marry Dan Costi in an over-the-top Sydney society wedding, complete with fire-eaters and belly dancers. But when she receives an unexpected gift from her future mother-in-law, Zoe realizes she’s making a huge mistake. In a blazing sidewalk argument, she breaks up with her fiancé, and his mother—who has joined the fight via conference call.
Following the advice of friends and co-workers, along with some inspiration from late-night-television self-help guru Dr. Pam, Zoe sets out to find the life she thinks she should be living. Always a planner, she makes a list of goals: travel, career, tattoos, and no romantic entanglements. It’s all carefully laid out, until she meets Angus Creed.
Angus is supposed to lead the opening waltz at a charity ball in New York City. Only problem is the handsome billionaire construction magnate with the tabloid past can’t dance. Not one step.
Tainted by gossip and with a well-publicized failed engagement behind him, Angus has become a master at keeping an emotional distance. Until he meets Zoe.
What starts as dancing lessons, slowly becomes something more. Angus begins to let down his guard and open his heart, even when his past makes an unexpected and unwelcome return. As Zoe discovers the real man behind the headlines, she questions where her new choices are taking her. Her goals look good on paper, but are they what she really wants? And by the time she realizes where her heart lies, will it be too late?
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