Elijah is a funny creature. He has wants and needs like any other man and uses me as his tool to vent those desires. Anything before and after is as clinical as you can warrant. His shame at desiring his seventeen-year-old stepdaughter with a passion weighs heavily on him on a daily basis. Coupled with the fact that he’s climbed the ranks so highly in his career, it would be a huge sensation if it ever got out that he came home and fucked said seventeen-year-old stepdaughter each and every night.
Sometimes even more than once.
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About the Author
JAIMIE ROBERTS was born in London, but moved to Gibraltar in 2001. She is married with two sons, and in her spare time, she writes.
In June 2013, Jaimie published her first book, Take a Breath, with the second released in November 2013. With the reviews, Jaimie took time out to read and learn how to become a better writer. She gets tremendous enjoyment out of writing, and even more so from the feedback she receives.
Brilliant, troubled driven Alice travels in time to meet men.
Last night, clothes began appearing in Alice Hightower’s closet at sunset. She might find bell bottoms from the seventies or a beaded flapper’s dress from the twenties, but they fit perfectly. She slips on the outfits and opens her balcony door to another place and time where extraordinary men fill her nights. CEO of a medical device company about to unveil a revolutionary heart bypass product, Alice escapes her challenging days to the adventures beyond her balcony door. How could her smoldering VP of sales, or her fascinating assistant compare to Tweedle Don and Tweedle Dan, twin doctors from the seventies, or the sixties rock group who scolds Alice for being late for their very important date. At forty-nine, after two divorces, relating to her male coworkers has been entirely too complicated. When industrial espionage threatens her company, Alice has to save the position that defines her, discover the truth of her fantastic travels and decide if the real men in her life might be more satisfying than those she enjoys by night.
Alice Hightower’s childhood ended one scorching summer morning on the parking lot of an Oklahoma truck stop. She held her breath and watched the heat rise in ripples off the blacktop. The car was gone. Mama, Daddy and her big brother Sean had disappeared down the turnpike and left her behind.
She didn’t really blame them. She tried hard, but she was not a very good girl. Her corner of the bedroom did look like a tornado hit it. She never went to bed when it was time but hid where no one could find her.
Mama always said she took too long in the bathroom. This time she’d just been trying to make her white-blonde hair lay flat in the wavy gas station restroom mirror. Tears gathered on her pale lashes. She blinked in the bright sunshine, and the tears ran down her sun-pink cheeks. She stood in the middle of a black ocean of sticky asphalt holding her teddy bear in one hand and her story book in the other. The sound of the blood rushing in her ears couldn’t drown out the cicadas screaming from every tree. She was alone.
Alice dropped the teddy bear and clutched her Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland picture-bookwith both hands. At that moment, it was as if the little tumblers in her head that held the combination to childhood began to spin. When they stopped, a new combination locked into place forever. She would not trust anyone to love or take care of her again.
Alice was six years old.
* * *
Grown-up Alice at forty-nine, didn’t believe in fairytales and had no time for fantasy. Hers was a sensible world of profit and loss statements, production schedules and sales projections. There was only one explanation for what happened to her last night. She had completely lost her mind.
Right this minute her impending insanity didn’t matter. Six impossible things had to be done before this breakfast meeting ended. Her adulteration of Mr. Carrol’s words nearly made her laugh, but she stopped herself. The other five people around the conference table might wonder why Excellcardia’s CEO, their boss, laughed at nothing. Dr. Elliott had a psychiatric explanation, but this wasn’t the time to worry about that.
Alice continued addressing the assembled members of her team. “Item number four on this morning’s agenda, Kirasaki. What the hell, Brad? I thought this was a done deal. Now they’re backing out of a two-million-dollar commitment?” Alice looked over her laptop at her Vice President of Sales. Though he was the object of her current ire, she couldn’t help but admire Bradley James, all cool, blue-eyed handsome like Paul Newman in The Color of Money. Alice knew Mr. Newman from her mother’s old movies and the salad dressing bottle. Stop it, she told herself. Concentrate.
“Under control,” Bradley said. “They’re surprisingly cheap bastards and if we give them our rock bottom quote, they’ll come crawling back. Just a little dance we have to do.”
His obvious command of the situation let Alice breathe easier for an entire second. “I want something signed on my desk by day’s end and I know very well what time it is in Osaka.” Alice looked at her laptop screen for the next item on her agenda. The man sitting on Alice’s right at the long black marble conference table, had opened his mouth to speak, but now just nodded at her. Jonathan Salter, Alice’s administrative assistant, typed furiously on the silver laptop in front of him.She knew he wouldn’t miss a single pertinent detail and a perfect summary of this meeting’s discussions would be in her inbox thirty minutes after the meeting ended.
“Okay then, on to number five, the revised Mark IV schedule for BJC. Louise?”
Louise O’Neil raised two perfectly plucked and shaped dark eyebrows and said, “No way Alice. We can’t get the raw materials all on this continent in time let alone produce enough for BJC’s monster order. Maybe if we push it back two weeks.”
“I have checked on all the materials personally,” Alice said. “Everything can be here in time, and if we just add a single shift for 3 days to production, it won’t wreck the P & L. BJC needs them by the second of the month and we can do that. The sooner we get them to the patients, the better their lives will be.”
Louise narrowed her eyes. “If you say so, Alice.” Alice caught the doubt in Louise’s voice. “The Mark IV is the best pacemaker on the market. Nobody can touch its reliability and ease of implantation for the price point. You should be proud of your baby, Louise.” Alice served up a wide and appreciative smile to go with the compliment. Engineers can be such children, she thought. Louise was one of the best on the planet, so Alice could take a little extra time to pat her on the back. She glanced down at her laptop’s screen and cleared her throat. “Okay, now on to the Biocardia project. I’ve increased the security in the lab. There’s a retinal scanner on the door now and two more cameras. Please stop by security to have your eyeballs registered soonest. We can’t have any of our ground-breaking technology stolen by a competitor. Dr. Petrus is here to update everyone for the board presentation. Proceed please.”
Petrus sat staring for one minute too long, as if to focus the group’s attention on him. Then he said, “The animal trials are proceeding on schedule by some miracle. What trials I can afford on this puny budget. Barney will be ready to show off to the rich old geezers on the Board. They’d be completely nuts not to approve more funds. The Biocardia device will revolutionize bypass surgery.” The man in the rumpled lab coat nodded to emphasize his words, shaking the long silver hair that always reminded Alice of the mad scientist in Back to the Future. She knew the good doctor was only fifty-two years old. Perhaps genius stripped the color from his hair.
It was brilliant work Alice knew full well. When approved and in production the device would make Excellcardia one of the top medical device companies in the world. Hopefully, the world would never find out such a company was run by a complete lunatic. She wasn’t going to tell.
The last order of business was a report by Arthur, head of the patent and clearance department. Alice had nearly forgotten he was there at all. She would have preferred to merely read his departmental reports, but Arthur Thomas insisted on being at the Friday morning meetings. His squeaky voice and rat-like eyes suggested a long hairless pink tail might be tucked into the back of the trousers in his baggy brown suit. She reminded herself that his expertise, not his appearance, made him vital to the company. Without clearance, no new device could be brought to the market. Arthur’s inarguable value didn’t prevent his reports from being torturous. She stared at her favorite baby pink pumps under the table and tried not to think about the strange goings-on in her apartment last night.
Jonathan nudged her foot gently under the desk, a reminder to look up so no one would think she hadn’t been listening. Some assistants, she thought, were worth their weight in gold.
“Alright people, thank you and let’s end this week with a bang rather than a whimper.” Alice nodded, scooped up her laptop, and headed to her office one floor up. When the elevator doors opened onto the twenty-third floor, she paused to survey the cool black and white scene.
Onyx marble floor tiles and white leather furniture gave the reception area the proper weight. One of her first executive actions three years ago, had been to claim the entire floor for her office and decorate to her particular taste. A company the size of Excellcardia needed a whole floor for its CEO, Alice had reasoned. It wasn’t vanity but necessity. The twenty-third floor wasn’t just her office, but the center of the company’s communications. The huge-framed photographs of scarlet flowers were the only hint at the passion of Excellcardia’s CEO. She straightened a picture, unacceptably crooked by two millimeters, and double-checked the others as she walked by.
The black marble slab of Jonathan’s desk sat shining and empty. He never went home with anything left undone. A handsome male administrative assistant had always been Alice’s secret dream, and Jonathan Salter was certainly that. He wore a suit as well as any man she’d ever seen. Something about men in business attire got Alice all moist and tingly. If he wasn’t quite so good at what he did, she wouldn’t have cared—much.
Alice liked to start the coffee, read emails, and watch the parking lot fill up twenty-three floors below. She knew who arrived early and who was perpetually late.
This morning, she forgot the password to open her emails. Panic! She used the same one every day, but today she couldn’t remember it. What would Dr. Elliot say? Is memory loss a new symptom? Heart racing, she searched her mental files. “SlythyToves49, that’s it,” she said out loud and exhaled with relief. This morning, at least, the men in the white coats could pass her by.
Louise O Neil appeared in the doorway. Brow furrowed and lips a tight red-lip sticked line, she slammed the door to Alice’s office. “I’m glad to go along with the revised schedule but I do not appreciate being blindsided at the Friday meeting.”
“Coffee, Louise?”
“Damn it, Alice, I would appreciate a little more respect than that, and thank you.”
People in the company called her Jackie O. The same meticulously coiffed dark hair, lean arrow-straight frame, and perfect sense of style had something to do with the nickname; but Louise also carried herself like a Bouvier. Louise’s African-American heritage did not lessen her resemblance to one of America’s best loved first ladies one little bit. Alice doubted the late former first lady would have let her feathers be ruffled by a simple change in a manufacturing schedule. Alice needed to smooth the feathers right back down on this important peahen.
“We deliver what our clients need when they need it on my watch. Sit down and have coffee with me. It’s been a while since we talked about anything but business.” Louise poured herself a half cup of coffee from the pot on the credenza and dropped gracefully into the white leather chair in front of Alice’s black desk.
“I would appreciate a little warning next time.” Louise’s eyes were still narrowed but her lips relaxed a bit. Least you could do for a friend who didn’t even hate you when you got the top job, even though she had ten years more experience. A friend who made sure you ate something healthy once in a while after you and Robert split. A friend who—”
“I get it, Louise, and I do really appreciate all you’ve done for me. I’ll have Jonathan email you any and all changes to the production schedules immediately in the future.”
“Thank you. Now tell me about the exciting life of a single CEO.”
“Nothing exciting about my life. I go home alone every night. I’m certainly not looking for love. That crap doesn’t exist outside of romance novels and Hallmark Original movies.”
“Such a cynic,” Louise said. “I can help change your mind, you know. Say the word. Older or younger, Bill and I know lots of people. How much weight have you lost? You look great. You know cool-laser-liposuction really works for those stubborn areas. Not that you need it of course.”
Of course she’s talking about my ass.
“Do you want some of my breakfast smoothie? Organic kale, wheatgrass, and mango? I have plenty left in my office.”
“No thank you, Lou. No more of your health goo for me. Not enough preservatives. There could be God knows what flesh-eating bacteria on that kale without serious chemicals to kill it. I’m way too busy for any kind of romance and no laser’s touching this fine derriere, hot or cool. It’s only been a year since—”
“Since that man-dog cheated on you and left you for a twenty-five-year-old child?” said Louise. “It’s actually nearly two years. No one deserves a good time more than you. Who said anything about romance? Just some dinner and maybe a little dancing in the sheets with some nice guy. You can’t live and breathe this place. You need a hobby. Some kind of distraction.”
Alice burst out laughing. Could Louise somehow know about the completely insane thing that happened to her last night? Louise’s irritation was replaced by concern, even a little speck of fear.
Inappropriate affect, Alice thought. Common in people with her diagnosis, according to Dr. Elliot.
“Sorry. I do appreciate your concern.” Alice looked down to compose herself. The first edition of Lewis Carroll’s most famous work, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, sitting on her desk always brought her comfort. She ran her hand over the lovely brown leather-bound book, her favorite since childhood. As a child, she was positive it had been written just for her. When she learned the book was published over a hundred years before her birth, she’d cried for hours. Alice had finally decided Mr. Carroll must have been a special kind of magician, to write a story that would come to mean so much to her.
“Now,” Alice said, “tell me what’s going on with you.” She tried hard to look interested as Louise launched into an account of her adult children’s activities and the upcoming holiday parties, hoping the occasional nod and ‘hmm’ sufficed. How could such a brilliant woman be so good at prattling on about such trivial matters?
Jonathan opened Alice’s office door and placed the doorstop in its usual place, after a reassuring look and head nod from his boss. He made sure Alice’s door always remained open.
“It’s important,” he’d said when she first hired him. “Gives the impression you are approachable and are always ready to listen to anyone’s ideas. Adds to the team mentality, don’t you think?” His thick mahogany hair moussed straight back and black-framed glasses gave him a definite Clark Kent appeal. The suit that hung so nicely on his six-foot-two-inch frame today was moss green, Alice noted.
“Brad James is on his way up,” he said. “He says he absolutely has to talk to you before your ten o’clock. Shall I have him wait?” Jonathan shot Louise a quick glance and focused his dark eyes on Alice.
“No. I need to talk to him about his trip to Sweden. Give us two minutes.”
Louise watched him walk out. She gave Alice a sly smile and spoke softly. “Of course you don’t need me to set you up. That hotness could put a smile on any girl’s face.”
“You know damn well I would never—”
“Uh huh,” Louise lowered her voice. “He looks at you like a sick puppy. Everyone thinks he’s in love with you.”
Seriously? My co-workers need to get to work and not waste time speculating about me. How ridiculous. He’s far too young, gorgeous or not. That little hint of an English accent has to keep his bed full of hot young babes. Not that she cared. What he did on his own time didn’t matter as long as he continued to give Excellcardia his best during his workday.
Alice had to admit, occasionally she would call Jonathan into her office and ask him some trivial question she didn’t really need the answer to just to listen to the music of his voice. His formal phrasing seemed a little odd for someone so young, but it added a certain richness to his armamentarium of interesting traits, including a droll sense of humor that could defuse the most intense situation.
About the Author
As a little girl, Melissa Rea fell asleep whispering stories to herself in the dark. In elementary school, she got in trouble for embellishing when the truth just seemed too boring. She learned to control her imagination as she grew up and her stories became daydreams. Pursuing a sensible career, Melissa filled her spare time with the wondrous worlds of Bram Stoker, Mary Shelly, Robert Heinlein, Philippa Gregory, Stephen King, Dean Coontz, Jackie Collins, Jennifer Weiner, Sarah Dunant and any and all authors who caught her fancy. Still, the stories in her head persisted, now colored by the delicious words of others. One day, she could no longer keep the in her and she began to write novels. Conjuring Casanova was published in 2016 and was a Recommended Indie Book by Kirkus Review. Nights of Alice Book I, Rabbithole will be published in 2021 by Melange Publishing. Nights of Alice Book II, Pool of Tears will follow in 2022. She lives in St. Louis were she has a solo dental practice and lives with her husband and rescue cats.
Adrian “Bolt” Hall doesn’t give a shit about anything….except music.
His goal? Rock stardom.
In 1981, he is on his way. He has the look, the attitude, and a band that kicks ass.
The last thing he needs is a distraction. And that’s just what SHE is.
From the moment he sees Melody wiggling her ass across the high school parking lot, he can think of nothing else. He vows to make Melody his.
There’s just one problem. She can’t stand the sight of him.
Melody Stewart grew up in a life of privilege, with wealthy parents who shipped her off to boarding school when she was younger. As she returns to public school for her senior year, there’s only one thing on her mind…fitting in.
She’s not trying to attract anyone’s attention, least of all that of an angry punk rocker intent on taking her virginity. A guy who will use her, then discard her as he has done to countless others.
Melody’s determined to resist Bolt’s advances…even it if means denying her own attraction to the spike haired, rockstar wannabe.
♥♥♥ Start the Fire is a rockstar romance about falling in love and making love for the first time. If you love opposites attract, enemies to lovers, bully, new adult romance, Start the Fire will be a great addition to your library. ♥♥♥
Author’s Note: This book contains a scene of sexual violence that some might find upsetting. Another character will step up to stop it. (This scene is further discussed in future books as these characters grow and mature) Other content matter includes child abuse and the deaths of loved ones.
“Be back in a minute,” Adrian shouted to the guys. Then he escorted Annette to her car. “Make it quick. What about Melody?”
“Don’t act as if you don’t have a clue. You tell me you like her, then you write some stupid song about her and get her upset. What’s going on with you two?”
“Calm down. Everything’s fine. I talked to her after school and I promise everything is great between us.”
“You must think I’m an idiot. Why don’t you leave her alone? Forget about her first day at school and let her live without your vengeance. She’s one of the best friends I’ve ever had and she’s very sweet.” Annette tossed a glance to the girl waiting on Adrian. “She’s not like the trash you’re used to.”
“You think I don’t know that?” Adrian leaned on Annette’s car. Hell, that’s what I like about her—and hate about her.
“Then leave her alone. She’s not your type.”
He winced. Did Annette think he wasn’t good enough for Melody? That all he deserved were the chicks that hung out at the club—the ones who so easily spread their legs for him?
“Will you please stop bothering Melody? For me? You’re family, and I care about you. I care about her, too. I don’t want to see my own cousin hurt my best friend.”
“I don’t want to hurt her,” he admitted, admiring his cousin’s loyalty to her new friend. “I do like her. A whole lot, in fact. But, she doesn’t exactly fit my image, and I have a reputation to uphold.”
“Oh? And is the reputation you’re protecting more important than Melody’s feelings?”
“I don’t know.” Adrian shifted his feet as he grew uneasy with his cousin’s questioning. There were too many unresolved issues with Melody. How could he even put into words the way Melody made him feel? “I like her at times, but sometimes I’d like to slit her throat.”
“Adrian!” Annette gasped as her hands flew to her mouth.
“Come on, you know I’d never do something like that.”
Annette turned away clearly mortified by his words.
He hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head. “Sorry, I was joking.”
She turned back to him and smacked his chest. “It wasn’t funny.”
“Forgive me?” He stared down at her, pushing his bottom lip into a pout.
“Look, I believe you’re telling the truth about liking Melody.” Annette pulled from his embrace. “I think she likes you, too.”
Annette turned to the girl who was still waiting for Adrian’s return. She was staring at the two of them, arms crossed, rolling her eyes and tapping her foot.
“Be careful with Melody. I’m serious. She’s not like these girls. She went to an all-girls private school. She doesn’t know much about guys and dating.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” Adrian scoffed. “She’s always talking like she’s been around. After the scene with her today, I almost believe it.”
“What scene?”
He smiled wickedly. “In her car. She may not know much about guys, but someone taught her a thing or two. She kisses like a pro.”
Annette’s emerald eyes widened. “You kissed her?”
Adrian’s grin stretched wider as he thought about it. “Yeah, and it was fucking amazing.”
“Well, don’t go teaching her anything else.” Annette poked a finger into his chest. “I know you. You’ll have sex with her once, and ditch her.”
“Maybe if I did, I could get her out of my system.”
“If that’s the case, let her stay in your system.”
Adrian laughed, then playfully punched Annette in the arm.
“Hey, if I’m not mistaken—” he said, ducking the punches she began returning in his direction— “you said something about Melody liking me.”
Annette stopped the childish play and opened her car door. “She said she loved your blue eyes, and that you were good looking…in a perverted kind of way.”
“She said that? Cool!” He smiled as he strutted around like a peacock.
“I knew you’d be thrilled.” Annette rolled her eyes. “Look, I’ve got to get home. I’ll see you in school tomorrow.”
“You’ll see me.” He winked. “But I’ll have my eye on Melody.”
Annette shook her head as she eased into her car. “You’re crazy, Adrian.”
“It’s Bolt, remember?”
“Bolt? Adrian? Doesn’t matter. You’re still crazy!”
Adrian watched his cousin drive away. Melody likes me! He pumped his fist in the air, feeling victorious.
He headed back to the van, and saw that the girl was no longer waiting on him. For some reason, he didn’t care. He wasn’t in the mood for another girl tonight. It seemed wrong for him to be with someone else after the kisses he and Melody had shared.
Shit! What am I thinking? He smacked himself in the forehead. When have I ever not wanted sex? Melody is making me lose my fucking mind!
But the kisses they’d shared were hotter than anything he’d ever experienced before. He realized he needed to get his ass in gear and put the wheels in motion. No matter what Annette said, he needed to fuck Melody and be done with her—get her out of his head so he could go back to thinking straight and being his normal self again.
Burned By the Fire
Love On Fire Book 2
Five years. Five long years without HER.
Melody. The only woman to ever break down Adrian’s icy walls and capture his heart.
And not just Melody. But Adrianna, too. His child. A daughter he never knew existed.
Until now. And now, they can begin planning a future together.
But, Adrian’s plans to spend time with his family are thwarted by a contractual agreement.
With his band, Lightning, forced to hit the road again, Adrian’s world spirals out of control.
Melody becomes the object of desire for one of Adrian’s longtime friends.
Adding fuel to the fire, is Adrian’s former lover, who will stop at nothing to get into his bed once again.
And when Adrian’s long lost mother reenters his life, the situation becomes even more explosive.
As the tour moves from city to city, the doubts and mistrust build. Suspicion turns into arguments. Arguments turn into fights. Fights become a separation.
Adrian and Melody’s relationship will be tested in the cruelest of ways.
Is their fiery love destined to turn into ash?
♥♥♥ Burned by the Fire is a rockstar, new adult, erotic romance filled with drama. It will take you on a roller coaster ride of emotions as Adrian and Melody navigate (sometimes successfully and sometimes not) the most heartbreaking situations.♥♥♥
Author’s Note: This book contains sex without consent and deaths that some readers will find upsetting. Other content subject matter includes parental abandonment, romantic obsession, suicide, violence, drug abuse, anger and jealousy. The events of this book will change the characters in profound ways that will resonate and become important in future books of the series.
It’s been five years since Adrian “Bolt” Hall was given a second chance at life and he’s made the most of it.
The anger and bitterness of his youth…vanished.
The drama and heartache of the past…gone.
Together with his gorgeous wife, Melody, Adrian has created a loving home and surrounded himself with loyal friends. And just when he thinks life can’t get any better, his former band, Lightning is offered an opportunity to make a comeback
There’s only one thing missing from this idyllic life, and it’s something Melody desperately wants again….a child. But, no matter how many times Adrian makes love to her, his wife can’t seem to get pregnant.
With his virility called into question, Adrian’s perfect world begins to crumble.
A tragic death reopens old wounds from his childhood.
The band’s search for a new drummer leads them to an excellent candidate—one with a very close connection to the man who raped Melody.
Long held secrets are revealed that not only break the hearts of his loved ones, but even puts the life of his best friend in danger.
And when Melody begins receiving myserious threats…it’s all Adrian can do to keep it together.
With each new challenge, Adrian’s resolve to remain the good man he has become is challenged. He struggles with the temptation to slip back into his old ways of jealousy, mistrust, and anger…the old ways that destroyed his band, took his children from him, and nearly ended his relationship with Melody.
Can Adrian and Melody keep their fiery love raging? Or are they destined to be haunted by the ghosts of the past?
♥♥♥ Raging Fire is a rockstar, erotic romance filled with drama. The friendship that binds this band together is rock solid and their loyalty to one another is what keeps them going even in the worst of times. Be prepared for highs, lows, and a lot of sexiness from our main characters, Adrian and Melody.♥♥♥
Author’s note: This book contains a scene of sexual violence that some readers may find upsetting. Other subject matter includes infedelity, parental abandonment, gun violence, domestic abuse, infertility, jealousy, and anger.
Keith “Kat” Williams is the best friend everyone wants.
As bassist for the rock band, Lightning, Kat’s level head and cool composure were the glue that held the band together, even in the worst of times.
His fierce loyalty to his best friend, Adrian, kept the band’s lead singer on a path that eventually led him to marital bliss with his wife, Melody. Kat has always envied the love that Adrian and Melody share because it’s something he’s been unable to find….until now.
Kat believes he has found the love of his life with Annette, a woman he’s had a crush on since high school.
Annette has left her unfaithful husband and is building a new life for herself and her three sons. In Kat, she sees a gorgeous man with a good heart. One who has always been there for her, even when her husband was not.
As Kat and Annette begin to look beyond the boundaries of friendship, they begin to see the possibility of a relationship that could last a lifetime.
There’s just one problem…her husband wants her back.
Despite all his failures as a husband and father, Adam Bryant promises Annette they can pick up the pieces and put their family back together. But when his wife repeatedly refuses him, something snaps, and a dark, sinister side of Adam emerges—one willing to destroy every relationship Annette has ever had, and hurt everyone she loves.
Including their sons.
Can Kat and Annette make it through the fire?
♥♥♥ Through the Fire is a rockstar, erotic romance. There’s lots of drama, a hallmark of my books. If you find yourself laughing one minute, and then in tears the next, I’ve done my job. Kat and Annette will face many obstacles to get to their happy ever after, but with their loyal friends always there for them, they just might make it.♥♥♥
Author’s note: This book’s content matter includes the subjects of alcoholism, divorce, infidelity, the outing of a gay character, rape, suicide, jealousy, and anger.
John “Buzzy” Thomas, keyboardist for the band, Lightning, has been called all these things. What he’s never been called is someone’s boyfriend. Or a man in love.
While his bandmates have settled or slowed down from their promiscuous days, Buzzy still enjoys the sexual perks of being a world-famous musician.
Then he meets Danielle, a young woman fleeing from an abusive marriage, and unfamiliar feelings begin to stir in his heart. He longs to protect Danielle and make certain she never hurts again.
Danielle Jones has had her share of disappointments. From a young age, life dealt her a difficult hand. But, with the help of Melody Hall and Douglas “Dagger” Meyers, she and her young son, Tyler, escape their house of horrors and begin again. For the first time, Danielle feels in control of her life. She has a job she loves and plans to continue her education. Even though she loves Buzzy, she sometimes feels smothered. And because of her disasterous past, she keeps him at arm’s length, not able to fully commit.
With determination, love, and a healthy dose humor, Buzzy breaks down Danielle’s protective wall. But, as soon as she gives him her heart AND body, a friend of Buzzy’s comes forward with an announcement that alters all their lives.
Devastated, Danielle runs away from the pain of another broken heart while Buzzy sinks into despair as he struggles to do the right thing.
The band family rallies around the couple, trying to help them find a way back together. But only Buzzy and Danielle know if their hearts can heal and find their way back to one another.
♥♥♥ Hearts Ignited is a rockstar, erotic romance about two people touched by tragic events coming together and finding love, only to lose it. This single mom, second chance romance is sweet, funny, AND sexy.♥♥♥
Author’s Note: This book contains a death readers may find upsetting. It also contains the subject matter of domestic violence and sexual abuse.
As a child, Cherié Summers, dreamed of being a writer. And it’s in her dreams that Ms. Summers finds inspiration. At age eighteen, a dream she had about her favorite rock star, Billy Idol, turned into her first novel, A Melody for Adrian. But, Ms. Summers didn’t get serious about publishing that novel until she turned fifty. Six years later, she has seven published books to her name.
Writing is only one of Ms. Summers’ creative passions. She is also an avid photographer, specializing in portrait photography of animals, nature, and people. Another creative outlet she revels in is belly dancing. She teaches the art of Middle Eastern dance through her local community education program. She also enjoys traveling to music concerts and pop culture conventions with her daughter, Kayla. Atlanta is a favorite destination, and Ms. Summers’ dream is to move there when she retires from her day job.
