Prepare to be seduced as guest author Jorja Lovett brings her new release #eroticromance to the blog, Seduced by the Daredevil, Evernight Publishing



Sparks fly when 'Miss Stuffy Knickers' Andrea Bolan meets her match in daredevil Matt King. There's nothing quite like a passionate kiss to motivate a girl to jump off a building in the name of charity. With her inhibitions left far behind she begins to see the benefits of no-strings fun and sets her sights on her sexy abseiling instructor, but things don't go exactly to plan. 

Adrenaline junkie Matt fights his demons by living his life on the edge and an uptight dietitian definitely isn't his usual type. But, when they're thrown together at work there's no denying the chemistry. Lust is easy for him to deal with, but he doesn't do commitment. 

A sizzling affair catches them both by surprise but if they're not careful their pasts might just cost them any chance of future happiness. 

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Matt was eternally grateful he had bought the apartment close by, overlooking the River Lagan. He had enough trouble keeping his hands off Andrea for the duration of the five-minute journey. Small talk with a driver in no obvious hurry was the last thing he wanted, with seduction on his mind. He held it together until they pulled up outside the apartment block.

"Cheers, mate." He threw a few notes through the window and pulled a giggling Andrea from the passenger seat.

Lust fuelled their journey and they half-ran to the entrance of the exclusive new complex. The few steps leading to his front door were taken in such a frenzied rush to reach their destination that Andrea stumbled on those impossibly high heels.

"Are you okay?" On autopilot, he knelt down to her crumpled position on the step and carefully removed her shoe to check for any swelling.

"I'm fine." She giggled again and held up the broken heel of her shoe.

"Thank goodness that's the only casualty," he said, and swept her, and the broken stiletto, up into his arms to carry her the rest of the way. With one hand fiddling with the lock and the other cradling Andrea close to him, who said men couldn't multitask?

Once inside, he set her back onto her feet and closed the door shut with the force of his body pinning hers against it. He wanted her naked, and that damn sweater which had teased him all day needed to go. Andrea didn't resist when he lifted it to reveal the bounty beneath, but tugged at his T-shirt in response until pressing his naked skin to hers became as necessary as breathing. He impatiently hiked her top higher to strip her completely of it.

"Hold on a sec." Andrea's muffled voice came from the tangle of blue wool wedged around her head. He yanked until her head popped free, leaving that once-silky hair a veritable bird's nest.

"That's better," she said. "Now you."

He broke contact to get rid of the barrier, and those few seconds let him drink in the sight of her. In a white bra and jeans, hair mussed, and lips swollen from his tending, she was a far cry from the priss-miss he'd first encountered.

Man, what a turn-on.

The rapid rise and fall of her chest mesmerized him, but restrictive cotton denied him the full effect of her voluptuous cleavage. Eager to free her from all conservative binds, his fingers sought to unhook the fastening of her bra. A well-rehearsed tug and flick failed to open the catch, and he distracted her with a passionate kiss while he worked on it. First with one hand, then with two, he pushed and pulled to no avail.

Finally, he had to admit defeat. "I can't get this bloody thing open, Andie."

Resisting the urge to rip it off, Matt waited while she reached to undo it herself. She whipped her underwear off to release her pert breasts into view, and slung it in his direction. The bra catapulted directly into his face, the tail end popping him in the eye. Instinctively he clutched his eye and stifled a verbal wince.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Through a watery haze, he saw her hand fly to her mouth in horror.
"Don't worry, Andie. It's not your fault." He tried to blink back the watery sting to ease her guilt, but full apology mode had already kicked in.

"That was a stupid thing to do. I don't know what I was thinking."

His one good eye saw her bend to retrieve the makeshift weapon. She stood up and accidentally head-butted him between the legs, his groin suffering the next hit. His tongue nearly didn't make it either, he bit it so hard to stop from crying out. The crippling agony doubled him in two and he fought to breathe through it. When, oh when, had his tried and tested methods of seduction turned into a comedy of errors?

"Why don't we take this somewhere safer? Like the bedroom?" he asked in shallow bursts amid ragged breaths.

Andrea placed a self-conscious arm across her chest and limped to his bedroom, one foot shoeless and the other wobbling on a stiletto. He followed when the ache down below receded enough to allow movement.


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Encore, from guest author, Jamie Salisbury, a love story #mustread #TudorSaga #newrelease #booktrailer



Mary Stuart and Daniel Kennedy have not seen each other since attending a prestigious performing arts school.
Now a world renowned violinist, and married to his career, Daniel stumbles across Mary through her images at a London gallery. He is in need of a photographer with vision - she is a photographer in need of clients.
Mary has all but given up the stage - or has she? Her photographs pay the bills far more than her fancy musical education. But Mary has secrets. . .secrets she dare not share with even the roguish Mr. Kennedy.
A roving paparazzi lens changes all that for them. . .

Can Daniel forgive Mary for hiding her past - and her present? Will their relationship break like a violin string - or will their love endure the chaos?

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It was there one night when I was up on stage in my latex cat suit…my gimmick, my platform a mask, a Venetian masque. Always in one of three colors, purple, hot pink or green. I was an entirely different person as I sang my gut out and played my violin. Yeah you heard me right - violin. That night he stood at the edge of the stage, looking up at me, with a mischievous grin on his face. Mr. Violin Virtuoso himself, Daniel Kennedy. I had noticed him at the club a time or two before.
We had studied together in New York years ago. Only now, I could tell he was second guessing who I really was. Who is this woman who can make a violin weep, though not nearly as well as I can. She can, none the less, make the angels shed tears.
About half way through my set, I happened to glance down at this dangerously striking man and noticed he was still smiling. He raised his drink. Was it in a mock salute, or was it more? I was too into what I was doing to tell, much less care.
I never, ever mingled with the crowd after a show. Not that I wouldn't love to every now and then. No, I was afraid some young drunk jerk would pull off my mask, exposing my identity to the world. Then Archangel would be no more.
My requirements for playing in the clubs was a cab ride home and for the owner to escort me to the waiting cab, just in case. Other than that, I played for free. Self promotion at its best.
 I was putting my violin away when I heard someone behind me. I immediately turned to see who it was. And Daniel Kennedy stood not three feet from me. In my personal space, again.
"Where did you learn to play?" he asked.
"Around," I replied smugly.
"Hmmm, mysterious. I like that. Could I interest you in a drink Ms. Archangel?"
"Thank you, but no. I make it a rule to never go out for drinks with clubbers."
"Ah, is that what I am?"
"Aren't you?"
The club owner appeared out of the hallway. "Cab's here. You ready, babe?"
I noted Daniel's grimace at the familiarity Jake had used with me. "Yeah, almost," I replied.
"Well, Mr. Kennedy, I look forward to seeing you brighten up my audience again soon." I smiled and turned toward the hall.
"Who are you?"
"Archangel, kind sir." Oh, he was fun.
"No, really, who are you? I feel we've met before."
"Oh, I bet you say that to all the girl's you try to pick up." I teased, but he wasn't deterred.
"What sort of name is Archangel, sweet?"
"What sort of name is Kennedy?" I shot back. "I thought you were French. Kennedy is anything but French."
"My mother's maiden name, if you must know. My father's name is much too hard for English speaking fans."
"Scottish or Irish Kennedy's?" I taunted walking down the hall and towards the back door, my cab, and freedom from this inquisitive and delicious man.
"Scottish, why?"
"Just curious, that's all."
As I reached the door Jake was holding open, I turned and looked down the hall. Daniel had stopped, his arms folded over his chest, his legs wide apart. He was quite a handsome thing with all his bling, tight jeans, T-shirt, and jacket. His face was rough with scruff. And that hair! My God what woman wouldn't die for a head of luscious hair like that?
Rather than continue drooling, I blew a crimson-stained kiss in his direction. "This is for you, Mr. Daniel Kennedy."
He played along, pretending to catch my kiss in his hand. He closed his hand and placed it over his heart. His smile made my body tingle in places-well in places that it hadn't tingled in quite a long time.
Raising my arm as high as it would go, I waved then pivoted on the ball of my foot. "Until next time, Mr. Daniel Kennedy. Good night."

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Since Jamie Salisbury began publishing her Romance stories, she has seen her books soar to #1 on Amazon. Her novella Tudor Rubato was a finalist in the 2012 RONE (Reward of Novel Excellence) award, and the cover won for Best Contemporary Cover. Now in 2014, her novel Life and Lies was been nominated for a RONE in the Erotica category. She has expanded her audience to include several now published by Secret Cravings Publishing.
Her previous career in public relations in and around the entertainment field has afforded her with a treasure trove of endless story ideas.
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The lovely Samantha Holt is on tour with new release 'Too Much to Lose' contemporary #romance #giveaway

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Have you ever been so desperate you made a decision that would haunt you forever? Jess has. She became a porn star. Jess is on the run from her past. She has no friends, no life. She tries to forget everything that happened to her all those years ago. After changing her image, leaving her home and getting a new job, she’s determined it won’t happen again. If that means never being close to anyone ever again, then so be it. If only Hunter O’Reilly didn’t make her wish things could be different. Hunter needs this job. After being screwed over by his partner—make that ex-partner—his investigation business is on the line. Already in debt, he eagerly takes on the job of finding some stolen money at triple his going rate and all leads point in Jess’s direction. He expects problems at that price. But he doesn’t expect to fall for her. However, no job is ever that simple. When he’s forced to spend more time with her, the lines between business and pleasure are blurred. And once Jess’s life comes under threat, they have to make a decision, can they both overcome Jess’s past?

Sexy young couple playing in love games in a bedroom.

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“I won’t apologize for behaving like a gentleman,” I snap.
Both brows rise and she crosses her arms across her chest. “Is that what that was? Behaving like a gentleman? Because it looked to me like you were acting like… like…”
“Say it.”
“Like a fucking jilted lover.”
Godammit. Now I’ve got visions of all the things I would do to her if I really were her lover. I can just imagine peeling off that tight t-shirt, taking down those little shorts. Tearing into her tights. Feeling that warm skin against mine. Tasting it. I hold back a groan and focus on her blazing eyes. And not on the way the street lights highlight her slightly golden skin, or brings out tiny blonde streaks in her hair.
“You know what, it’s too much. Just back off, please.”
I stiffen. What the hell?
“Just because I’m handling your account and you come to the bar a lot doesn’t mean we’re friends. And just because I—”
“Hit me in the head with a door?”
“I said I was sorry! Look, I think you should find somewhere else to drink from now on. The regulars won’t welcome you back.”
Christ, if I’d been thinking with my head instead of my cock, I would have played this whole thing better. I am better than this. Problem is, if I’m not following her or spending time with her, she’s all I think about. I have been acting crazy. And I’m just about to screw up the best paying case of my life. I need to salvage this. Fast.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I take a step forward and see the flutter of panic in her eyes. “I like you.
“Hunter—” Her hands land on my chest as I come closer. If I glance down will I see smoke rising? As it feels as though her palms must be singeing a hole in my shirt. I don’t even want to think about how hot and hard my cock is.
“I don’t know why, Jess, but I can’t stop thinking about you…”
At some point I’ve stopped lying. Shit, what is it about this woman that makes me lose control of my mouth? 
“Well, I don’t like you,” Jess declares.
”Sure about that?” I murmur as I lower my head.
She looks up at me, the whole deer caught in the headlights expression on her face, and I feel gratified she’s as lost as I am. If I don’t get to taste those lips, I’m going to go insane. I need to know.
“Just one taste,” I whisper against her lips.
She nods. I think. Well, she doesn’t move. Jess seems to be frozen but her fingers dig into my chest and I take that as the go ahead. I skim my lips over hers and dart my tongue out to sample the seam of her lips. She tastes so good. My body is on fire with need. Hands landing on her hips, I hold her close and pin her forcefully against me. She gasps, giving me the opportunity to take her mouth in a deep, desperate kiss. Her tongue meets mine and I close my eyes so I can concentrate on the sensation.
Jess bunches my shirt in her hands. I think I hear a button snap. But it’s not enough. If I’m going to do this once, I’m going to do it properly. I bring my hands up to her face and cup both cheeks, bending her back marginally. She’s vulnerable and open to me, her breasts are crushed against my chest and her heart thuds wildly against my skin.
Rocking my hips into her, I press deeper still, holding her face vehemently. The tiniest moan echoes between us and I answer it with a groan.
“So good.” I break away briefly to drag my lips across her cheek to her ear. “You taste so good.”

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Claudie loves living in the countryside and close to the forests. She’s a film maker and works for the wildlife trust. One night she steps onto her patio and sees a man sheltering there. She confronts him and he runs away.
Jasper has watched Claudie for a year. He fell in love with her, but he has a secret, one that might mean he can never approach her.








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Claudie couldn’t concentrate on her work anymore. She Skyped another member of the documentary team and they discussed the weekend program they were to film. It was about the influx of starlings that came for the winter and about the red kites that were now so prolific in that part of the country. Afterwards she sat back in her desk chair and gazed into space. She got up and walked to the kitchen. Maybe a cup of coffee would help, but she left the percolator bubbling, took her jacket from the hall, and walked out into the garden.
She couldn’t shake the unease that gripped her since she’d seen the man in the night. Claudie locked up and set off to walk in the woods. She chose her favorite path. It wound through the remaining elms and ash. Claudie knew the forestry commission had to cut back the trees a couple of years before because of disease. Since then they planted Scots pine in a group and the young trees were lovely.
Claudie scrunched along the path thinking about work, then about the blue man, then about the coffee that would be stewed by the time she went home.
Jasper heard her long before he saw her, and he went to lean against the tarp covered trailer.
Claudie saw the man. She knew the foresters parked there in the clearing and saw the trailer. She assumed Jasper was a forestry worker. She’d met them before as she worked or walked and often stopped for a few words. As she approached and saw him clearly, something stirred in her heart. She’d not felt attracted to a man in a few years. This man was gorgeous. He was tall, broad shouldered, muscled, and slim hipped, like some movie star. She knew she was openly staring at him, and so she greeted him as hikers and walkers often did when they passed each other.
“Hi, nice day.” It was an inane greeting, when her heart pounded at the way his jeans rode low on his hips, and his chest muscles filled out the forestry commission shirt. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as he pushed a hand through his dark hair and then smiled at her.
“It’s stopped raining at least.” Jasper heard his own voice echo in the clearing. He took a step towards Claudie. “I’m waiting for the others to come back before I unpack the tools.” He waved at the trailer, as if his tools were in there, alluding to having been dropped off, so that she wouldn’t wonder where his vehicle was.
Claudie instinctively knew he wanted to talk to her. She stopped a few paces away on the soil path strewn with red and gold fallen leaves.
“What are you going to do here? Not chop down more trees I hope. They all look healthy to me.” She smiled at him. He’d be about her age, she thought. She looked for a ring on his hand, even knowing not all men wore a wedding band. There wasn’t one. Claudie stepped a little closer. He seemed familiar. Fringed with long dark lashes, his lovely green eyes held an unspoken emotion. He’s very good looking. She stared at his inviting lips. What would it be like to kiss him? Get a grip he’s a total stranger.
Jasper watched her carefully. He saw the glance she gave his left hand, and saw her eyes darken a little as she gazed at him. His heart started to pound.
“No chopping down, just taking care of the young trees.” He hoped it was the truth and the trailer didn’t hold chainsaws.
Claudie felt drawn to him. She wondered what it took these days to show a guy you liked him. She’d not had much luck with men, never had a lasting relationship, and stopped even thinking about dating around two years ago. She didn’t expect to meet a man who instantly interested her the way this guy did. She had male colleagues and got on well with them, but as for sex or love, Claudie had given up hope for them.
She looked around her thinking about how she might continue a conversation. “Have you been waiting for the other workers long? It’s starting to get cold again.”
Jasper knew he’d have to keep lying. He didn’t like it, but there it was. “I think they’ve forgotten me.” He smiled. “I might walk down the lane and meet them as they come back. Are you going that way?”
Claudie was going in the opposite direction, but knew an invitation when she heard one.
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Coulda Woulda Shoulda...didn't or did find out as Danielle-Claude NGontang tours with her book series

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WE ARE HIGHLIGHTING THE LOVELY AUTHOR DANIELLE-CLAUDE NGONTANG MBA

Check out her "A Coulda Woulda Shoulda Ballad series" and her "Sémya Slotin Mystery Series". Get your copy of these great books & add them to your TBR list today.

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This Could Have Been Our Song - Book CoverTITLE – This Could Have Been Our Song! A coulda woulda shoulda ballad… SERIES – Coulda Woulda Shoulda Song #1 AUTHOR – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba GENRE – Women’s fiction, Chicklit PUBLICATION DATE – January 18th 2013 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 93000 words/ 400 pages PUBLISHER – Ever After Edition COVER ARTIST – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
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Love can be such a “coulda, woulda, shoulda” song sometimes… Lucia Mpobo-Riddell could have been a dancer like the rest of women of her family but instead she chose music. Marcus Grant could have been a doctor like the rest of his family but instead he chose music. She also could have not fallen for Marcus on her birthday but she did. And Marcus, he could have told Lucia the truth about his real reason for being in Toronto that night, but he didn’t. Now they have to deal with big reveals and consequences: Marcus almost stealing her job and being force to work on an album together. Marcus, because he couldn’t swallow his pride, leaves Toronto and goes home to London. Lucia, because she just couldn’t give up on her first amazing opportunity to produce a whole album. And to complicate the situation further, the band they’re working for is not the easiest one. Mary Gillis, Marcus’ on and off flame, still has a hold on him. Greg McMullen, Lucia’s close friend and former dance partner is back in town and has been in love with her for years. Then there’s Marcus and Lucia, in the middle of their own a professional and personal tug-of- war with each over and the rest of the world. But maybe things could still work out… All things considered, this could have been one heck of a love song!
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TITLE – This Would Have Been Our Song! Catchy tunes and dancers’ tales SERIES – Coulda Woulda Shoulda Song #2 AUTHOR – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba GENRE – Women’s fiction, Chicklit PUBLICATION DATE – January 18th 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 90000 words/ 350 pages PUBLISHER – Ever After Edition COVER ARTIST – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
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Marcus, Greg and Lucia are back in the second part of their journey to their perfect love song... will they finally find it? This would have been their perfect love song… It has been two years since Lucia Mpobo-Riddell has made her choice between the two men in her life. She and her beloved would have been perfectly happy if it wasn’t for… the constant distractions from her past, her sister Noor’s complicated life, her own doubts and fears. Maybe there wasn’t such a thing as perfection and this was a lesson that Lucia was going to learn the hard way. Greg McMullen and Marcus Grant’s lives had been affected by Lucia’s choice that day in Glasgow two years ago. Since then one had been fighting to keep her when the other had been relentlessly trying to get her back. It soon became apparent to them that she wasn’t the Lucia they met and fell in love with anymore. Her life and priorities had completely shifted. To even consider keeping her or just getting her back, they would have to accept it or they would have to let her go. But would they ever be able to do either?
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TITLE – Bird of Prey SERIES – Sémya Slotin Mystery #1 AUTHOR – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba GENRE – International Thriller mystery/Women’s Fiction/ Crime fiction PUBLICATION DATE – October 7th 2013 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 200 pages/ 51000 words PUBLISHER – Ever After Edition COVER ARTIST – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
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18+ adult content This was supposed to be an easy case... Sémya Slotin had spent the last three years living in London with her best friend Polliannah Koch staying away from solving cases. After Hawaii, she was taking a break from puzzles, cases and mysteries that could potentially get her killed. Instead, she had been doing her second and third favorite things, drinking and selling expensive vintage wines and having earth-shattering sex with the mysterious, sexy, beautiful but ever so secretive Josh Heinz. Life in London was good....until her funds ran out. Too much wine drinking, not enough wine selling! When fashion designer and adoptive mother, Annika Slotin, summoned her back to Paris to hire her for what Sémya considered being the easiest case of her amateur sleuth career, all she could think of and see was money signs and a well-deserved Cuban holiday once it was solved. What Sémya didn't see was her stumbling on the fresh corpse of supermodel Johanna Cartier. She didn't think that male model turned fashion designer Julian Marais-Caldwin, who also happened to be Sémya's ex, would be suspected of brutally murdering her. Johanna was his girlfriend, his muse and he loved her. Sémya didn't see the dead bodies piling up or the conspiracy theories. Sémya was a little rusty. But then again, it was supposed to be an easy case and she was going to solve it. One vintage wine at a time... Sémya Slotin was officially back in business!

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TITLE – The Plot Thickens SERIES – Sémya Slotin Mystery #2 AUTHOR – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba GENRE – International Thriller mystery/Women’s Fiction/ Crime fiction PUBLICATION DATE – December 27th 2013 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 23000 words/ 110 pages PUBLISHER – Ever After Edition COVER ARTIST – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
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18+ adult content What happened while Semya Slotin and Josh Heinz were busy solving Johanna Cartier's murder in Bird Of Prey? Polliannah's story... When Polliannah Koch Guryev meets John Allen, she thinks that she's finally found her Prince Charming a tall, blond and handsome banker. What could go wrong? John Allen has a job to do and getting closer to the beautiful Miss Koch Guryev is supposed to be a means to an end. But then they fall in love. He's a hit man on a mission, she's the sister of his targets. What possible future could they have? Now he and his Russian Princess have to leave London for their safety. But it may already be too late for them...
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TITLE – Polliannah Got Married! SERIES – Sémya Slotin Mystery #3 AUTHOR – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba GENRE – International Thriller mystery/Women’s Fiction/ Crime fiction PUBLICATION DATE – June 16th 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 69000 words/ 260 pages PUBLISHER – Ever After Edition COVER ARTIST – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
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18+ adult content The truth this time, and nothing but the truth… Polliannah Koch Guryev is in trouble and her boyfriend is dead. It's not the first time amateur sleuth Sémya Slotin finds herself on the first plane to rescue her best friend, but nothing's prepared her for what she finds in Toronto. Polliannah is a widow and her late husband John Allen was a hit man for the powerful Dovos family. What did they want from her? Why is this happening? One thing they do know: their carefree life back in London is officially over. Sémya’s long-time boyfriend Josh Heinz knows more than he lets on, but as usual he’s not telling her anything. In fact, everyone knows more but nobody’s talking. But that never stops Sémya Slotin, Detective Extraordinaire, from finding out the truth beneath the lies… But at what cost? Old conspiracies and secrets resurface that put them all in peril. Sémya’s worst fears about her relationship with Josh and his past are confirmed, and the rift between them may never heal. Sémya and Polliannah’s world is falling apart. Will they be able to come out of this stronger? Oh, and did I mention that Polliannah got married?
Note: This book is part of the series and is not a complete standalone. However, it could be enjoyed without reading Bird of Prey and The Plot Thickens first.
 

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TITLE – Vincent Mallory Edgerton SERIES – Sémya Slotin Mystery #4 AUTHOR – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba GENRE – International Thriller mystery/Women’s Fiction/ Crime fiction PUBLICATION DATE – July 16th 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 300 pages/ 79000 words PUBLISHER – Ever After Edition COVER ARTIST – Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
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18+ adult content The pursuit of peace is not always pacific. Vincent Mallory Edgerton had always been an efficient FREGG operative. It was his family legacy and his pride. He had always loved his job, even when he had to leave everything behind for his safety and become Josh Heinz. Every love story has a beginning. Sémya Slotin had been coasting through life solving one mystery after another. While in Hawaii, her young protégée disappeared. When Sémya met Josh Heinz, her mind kept telling her to stay away from the handsome stranger with the hypnotic light brown eyes but she found herself inexplicably drawn to him. He awakened something in her and she was unable to resist him. It never happened to her before. Who was that man? In Hawaii, Vincent had to work covertly with the sexy bold sleuth. Sémya’s beauty and intellect completely enthralled him, but his passion and growing love for her also changed him. There was nothing he wouldn’t do to finally win her trust and keep her safe, causing him to unleash events that would shape the rest of their lives. From the moment their gazes locked, Sémya and Vincent sealed their fate.
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1252b-dcngontangmbaauthorpictureI’m over 30. I was born in Quebec City, Canada. I grew up in France and in Gabon. I speak English & French fluently. Pizza is my favorite dish. Black Forest Cake is my favorite dessert. I met Michael Jackson when I was eleven. I loathe vodka but love gin, wine and tequila. I'm obsessed with Robbie Williams and Michael Fassbender. I call Toronto my home. I love reading. I love dancing. I love watching exciting TV shows. I love my life... most days. I'm a major goof. I can't stand intolerance. I'm curious, cheeky and oh so opinionated!  

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