Synopsis
My
name is Angelica McCoy and I am a man-eater. I use men. I use them to
make me feel worthy and beautiful, to help me get through the day. To
help me forget.
That
is until a certain man walked into my life and turned it upside down.
He’s the only person that’s been able to see through the lies,
the bullshit masks. He turns every wall I've carefully constructed
around my broken heart to rubble.
Without
questioning it, without asking for permission he takes my heart and
makes it his.
The
question is can I get over my own fears, the suffocating disbelief in
happily ever after to give him what he needs? What he deserves?
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Excerpt
Teaser
#1: Flirty
“Duchess.” My tone is bored, annoyed
even. It’s a tone that has taken a lot of practice, and even more
restraint where she’s concerned. She just looks at me rolls her
eyes and focuses her attention back on the keg. Further irking me.
Taking advantage of her distraction I let my gaze roam her body.
Her
jeans are so damn tight they look painted on. She’s wearing a low
cut black top that highlights every one of her perfect assets. Her
long blonde hair is falling over one shoulder, leaving one side of
her neck bare and tempting.
Her
long legs take a step closer to me as someone shoves her from behind
in their drunken haste to get to the free beer. My arms come out
automatically to keep her from falling, effectively bringing her body
flush with mine. The loud bass of the music filtering out of the open
doors and windows fades as Angelica looks up at me from under her
ridiculously long lashes.
I
may not like the girl, but damn it if she isn’t sexy.
My
grip around her waist tightens, my hands clenching into fists to keep
from doing something I’d regret in the morning. The clumsy way I
stumbled to the keg let me know I was starting to get drunk, but with
her pressed this close to me, her sweet scent filtering through my
senses I feel wasted. Out of control. “Ang…” The rest of my
incoherent thought is cut off as she leans up on her tip-toes
pressing her lips gently against mine.
“Kiss
me, Ryan.” Fuck her voice is just as sexy as the rest of her. “God
damn it, kiss me already.” Her green eyes blaze with desire and
need, the emotions covering up a hint of vulnerability. The one thing
I’ve never expected to see from her, the one thing I’ve been
dying to see from her.
She
looks up at me like she needs my lips on hers. That’s the desire.
But, the way she bites her bottom lip in a nervous gesture tells me
she’d hate the rejection if I pushed her away now. That’s the
vulnerability. Fuck, it’s so god damn sexy. My head falls forward
another inch, our lips pressed against each other but they aren’t
moving, we aren’t kissing. Our lips are simply resting together.
My
name being shouted from across the lawn snaps me out of it. Shaking
my head I clear the craving, the annoying, impossible craving I have
for this girl. I look down at her seeing a girl that has no idea who
she is or what she wants. She wants me… that much is obvious, but
she only wants me for one night. I’m not the guy that can give her
a mansion and millions of dollars at the bank.
My
irritation with her back in full force, I remove my lips from her
placing them on her ear. “No.”
“No?”
She pushes back from me looking like I slapped her across the face.
“What’s
the matter, Duchess? No one’s ever told you no before?”
She
smirks before pressing her chest against mine smugness overtaking the
slight hurt at being rejected, “Not when they’re turned on.”
I
growl before laughing in her face. “I don’t want you. I’ll
never want you.”
With
an unrivaled amount of confidence she runs her hand up my thigh, over
the bulge in my pants. Her hand strokes me through my jeans a few
times before whispering against my lips, “You should tell your body
that.” With one final peck she turns and saunters away.
Damn
it.
About
the Author
S.J.
McGran is a new author with a penchant for writing, reading and
reviewing romance novels. She lives in Toledo, Ohio with her
husband, cat, new puppy, and a very large family. She is a
die-hard Detroit Tigers fan, and has a love for ice cream and
pizza. The Triumph Series is S.J's debut series. Book three in
the series, Prevail, is due out early 2015.
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