Check
out Sadira Stone’s latest novel, Runaway Love Story – only 99
cents until September 6th.
Nearly four hundred pages of delicious, steamy contemporary romance,
for less than a buck!
She
hates average...he's as average as they come.
High
school history teacher Doug Garvey is trying to enjoy his last few
weeks of summer vacation, but receiving his final divorce decree hits
him harder than expected. After a brief fling fizzles, he fears love
just isn't in the cards for him. If only he could find someone who's
real, someone interested in something beyond herself…maybe a new
running partner who can keep up with his more carnal appetite. When
sexy, straight-talking Laurel runs across his path, he dares to hope
again.
He's
done with social-climbing posers...she's ambitious and has big
dreams.
Fired
from an art gallery, Laurel Jepsen shelves her pursuit of an art
career in San Francisco to help her beloved great aunt Maxie move
into assisted living. While out on a morning run, she's harassed by a
group of teens until a tall, broad-shouldered hottie steps in,
pretending to be her boyfriend with a kiss that makes her wish it
were true. But she's only passing through, not looking for a
relationship.
Their
fierce chemistry burns up the sheets—and the couch, the shower, the
forest—but falling in love would ruin everything. Laurel can't stay
in Eugene, and he can't leave. Doug's only hope is to convince her
the glittery life she's after could blind her to the opportunities
already in her path.
Here’s
a tease of a snippet:
“I’m
sorry she called you the S word.”
“Huh?”
“Sensible.”
She
laughed. “Yeah. That’s a curse word, as far as I’m concerned.”
She leaned her head on his shoulder.
“I’ll
strike it from my vocabulary. Your S word is sparkle.” He traced
her jawline with a feather-light touch. “Look at you, Laurel.
You’re blinding.” His twilight-blue gaze made her heart dance—a
steamy tango with swirls and dangerous dips. He kissed her, and, for
a moment, she forgot all about caution, about cutting things off
before they became too serious, about San Francisco. Her focus
narrowed to his lips on hers, his nearness heating her whole body,
opening her like a blossom, soft and willing. Ripe for the plucking.
“God,
I’ve missed you.” He scooped her legs across his lap. One hand
cradling her nape, the other gripping her thigh, he kissed her
senseless. His velvet tongue teased her lips apart. He tasted of
sugary coffee. The world around them faded—just two bodies, calling
and answering, breathing in sync, their pulses beating the same
rhythm.
Get
your copy while it’s on sale!
About
the Author
Ever
since her first kiss, Sadira’s been spinning steamy tales in her
head. After leaving her teaching career in Germany, she finally tried
her hand at writing one. Now she’s a happy citizen of
Romancelandia, penning contemporary romance and cozy mysteries from
her home in Washington State. When not writing, which is seldom, she
explores the Pacific Northwest with her charming husband, enjoys the
local music scene, belly dances, plays guitar badly, and gobbles all
the books. Visit Sadira at www.sadirastone.com.
1 comment:
Thanks so much for helping me get the word out about my sale, Lisabet!
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