New Release : Love, Love - Beth Michele
Today's post is celebrating the release of Beth Michele's new debut novel
"Love, Love" which will be reviewed shortly on The Phantom Paragrapher.
Synopsis: Love,Love - Beth Michele - May 2013
Gabrielle Willis is smart. She's funny. And oh yes, she's a bit klutzy.
When Gabrielle left sunny California bound for the energy of Manhattan, she was willingly leaving the life she had known for the new life she would create. But was she really leaving something behind or was she running away?
On the outside, Gabrielle Willis has it all under control. A new life in Manhattan, a great roommate, and a good job. But she is haunted. Haunted by a memory she's tried to forget and by a family who's abandoned her. But what happens when what's on the outside is only an illusion and in perfect contradiction to what's buried deep within?
Enter Dane Rhodes. He's gorgeous, smart, and sexy as hell. Just what Gabby wants, or so she thinks. But when she meets Brad Dixon, the sweet guy with the crooked smile, he begins to make her see that the very thing she is trying to run from is the very thing that just may push her to see the light.
When Gabrielle left sunny California bound for the energy of Manhattan, she was willingly leaving the life she had known for the new life she would create. But was she really leaving something behind or was she running away?
On the outside, Gabrielle Willis has it all under control. A new life in Manhattan, a great roommate, and a good job. But she is haunted. Haunted by a memory she's tried to forget and by a family who's abandoned her. But what happens when what's on the outside is only an illusion and in perfect contradiction to what's buried deep within?
Enter Dane Rhodes. He's gorgeous, smart, and sexy as hell. Just what Gabby wants, or so she thinks. But when she meets Brad Dixon, the sweet guy with the crooked smile, he begins to make her see that the very thing she is trying to run from is the very thing that just may push her to see the light.
Book Excerpt:
Apparently, I’ve never walked through a door before, because when he opens it, the feet that I so often rely on have no idea what to do. I look down at my awkwardness telepathically expecting them to respond, and then wait. Still nothing, so I look up. My eyes sweep the length of his body. The natural inclination would be to look into his green emeralds, but it’s impossible not to move lower, a lot lower. I can almost trace a line through the bunched cream fabric of his pants. Is it even real? It should be illegal to walk around with that thing. Dane’s lips part, forming a perfect O, for orgasm I believe. The one I’m about to have all over his brand new hardwood floors. His lips curve up in a delicious smile. “See anything you like?”
My blue eyes manage to crawl back up to his green. “Nah, not really.”
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