I’m at risk of losing something else — My heart.
Twisted Hearts, the first in the all-new not-to-be-missed steamy and suspenseful Love & Honor duet from Stacey Lynn is available now!
I’m the good girl. The obedient daughter. I’ve done what‘s expected of me my entire life –
Until the day I flee everything I know five minutes before I’m supposed to walk down the aisle.
In my defense, the man my parents want me to marry is the devil incarnate. I run to save myself. But now, I think I’m in really big trouble, and a chance run in with a man who works security, whose career is based on protecting and serving and saving, changes everything.
I’m running from a man I despise, afraid for my life when Shawn swoops in and promises me everything will be okay. Somehow, I trust him. I lean on him.
I might have run from one man in order to save my life, but the longer I’m around Shawn, I realize I’m at risk of losing something else —
My heart.
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Excerpt
I dig fingers into his hair, soft as silk like I’ve imagined for so long, and he smells like the ocean and fresh air. “Addi.” His voice is firm and I’m jostled, but that hand on my breast is still making me delirious with need. Screw him and his teasing. I open my eyes and rise up, slam my mouth to Shawn’s, and gasp as he kisses me back, instantly invading my mouth with his tongue and consuming me with the taste of him. I moan into his mouth and then I’m thrown back against the bed, bouncing from the harshness of it. My eyes opened and— “Oh shit.” I scrambled on the bed until I was braced against the headboard, my knees pulled up to my chest. It took me a moment to realize what had happened…but had it? Shawn stood at the edge of my bed, eyes wide with complete and utter shock and his palms raised in the air. Oh no. I had been dreaming of him. Of him touching me. But kissing him? “Shawn…” Oh crap. I’d been dreaming. I’d been dreaming of him touching me and kissing me and then I’d… “Oh God.” Humiliation burned my cheeks as hot as a forest fire. My hands covered my mouth. “I am so…so sorry.” He blinked, and I gaped at him, willing my heated flesh to chill the hell out. Oh dear sweet baby Jesus. This is not good. Not good at all. But then he swiped his tongue along his bottom lip, and my senses went haywire. “I kissed you.” Yeah, I should keep repeating it, reminding him I basically assaulted him. And while he was working. Shit. Shit! Shawn was leaning over the edge of the bed, one knee braced on it and both hands on the mattress. His hair was messed up and oh shit…had I done that when I grabbed him? “I am so sorry,” I muttered, voice raspy. I hadn’t realized anything could be more embarrassing or difficult than having to tell Jaxon and Shawn why I’d run from my wedding, but this…this was a million times more humiliating. “Addi,” he said, and it fell from his lips like a tortured groan. “Oh God, I did. I am so…so sorry.” I shoved my legs to the other side of the bed and stood. My dream was still bright and vivid in my head, and my nipples were still hard beneath my bra. Other parts of me were wet. “It’s okay.” Shawn wiped his hand across his mouth. Removing the taste of me? Of course he was. No one wanted to be touched and assaulted like that. Shame flooded my veins, and my legs trembled from the force of it. “Shawn—” His head rose, steely blue eyes piercing me and holding me in place. “If you think I’m upset about that, you are far from correct.” I took him in. Flushed cheeks. Hard jaw. Chest breathing heavily, and below…oh dear. His tight jeans did nothing to conceal the bulge…the bulge. It was…wow. My gaze flew to his, and I caught the smirk twisting his lips. Mortified. I couldn’t have been any more mortified than if he’d walked in on me when I was naked, taking care of myself and screaming out his name. Hell, I’d slammed my mouth to his—I’d practically done just that. I dropped my face to my hands and scrubbed. As if I’d ever be able to erase what I had just caught a glimpse of. “Listen, I’m so sorry. I was dreaming, and you—” “You were dreaming about me?” His rumbly, growly voice was not helping calm me down. He stood then and pressed his hands to his hips, pushing out his chest. That bulge had yet to minimize in any way, and based on the heat in his eyes, it didn’t look like it was going to go away any time soon. Stop staring at his dick! I blinked, tried to focus on him, but seriously…it was that impressive. All of him. “Addi…” His voice trailed off, and that rumble went straight to the part of me that was still hot and needy. “Um, can I plead the fifth?” His eyes closed and he chuckled, making the tension in the room pop like a balloon. “We’ll finish this conversation later.”
Meet Stacey Lynn:
Stacey Lynn likes her coffee with a dash of sugar, her heroes with a side of bossy, and her wine a deep shade of red.
The author of over thirty romance novels, many of which have been best-selling titles on Amazon, AppleBooks, and Barnes & Noble, she loves being able to turn her vivid imagination into a career that brings entertainment and joy to her readers. Focused on sports romance and emotional, small-town romance, she also loves stretching herself in different genres.
Born in Texas and raised in the Midwest, she now makes her home in North Carolina and loves all things Southern. Together with her ultimate tall, dark, and handsome hero, she has four children. Her life is a chaotic mess that fights with her Type-A, list-making, neurotically organized preferences and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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