The "What If" Duet
If We Leap: Prequel – Release day –
August 23
If We Fall: Book One – Release Day
August 30
If We Fly: Book Two – Sept 13
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If
We Fly: Book Two – Sept 13
We
fell in love. Then our world fell apart.
I wished so hard for Cole Danforth. And one day, he came true. He was my first crush, my first lover, my first and only love. He should also have been my last.
But in a split-second, we were ripped apart, our lives broken, my heart shattered. After ten years, I've returned to my hometown, the place of my greatest joy and darkest pain.
Cole is still here, but the beautiful boy I'd loved is gone. Now he's a ruthless, unforgiving man determined to feed both my resentment and my lust.
Then our torturous past encroaches again, trapping us in a violent storm.
I wished so hard for Cole Danforth. And one day, he came true. He was my first crush, my first lover, my first and only love. He should also have been my last.
But in a split-second, we were ripped apart, our lives broken, my heart shattered. After ten years, I've returned to my hometown, the place of my greatest joy and darkest pain.
Cole is still here, but the beautiful boy I'd loved is gone. Now he's a ruthless, unforgiving man determined to feed both my resentment and my lust.
Then our torturous past encroaches again, trapping us in a violent storm.
But this time, there
is no escape.
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Nook: http://bit.ly/2wgyXGP
Google: http://bit.ly/2OOhYTS
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If We Fly started
right where If We Fall ended, and just like the first book – this one was
totally worth the wait.
If We Fall ended with me on the edge of my seat, ready to
fall of the anticipation of the secret that is about to be revealed. The truth
about their past – will Josie finally know what happened in the past? Can she
finally put the past into rest? Or is she just opening more cans of worms?
Despite the fact that Cole and Josie are reunited, there
are so many hindrance would come in their way. First is their past – what really
happened then? What is the truth? Cole’s present. Josie wanted for people to
see what she sees in Cole. He wasn’t a ruthless business owner as what he’s
trying to portray. He has his reasons for his actions.
When the truth starts to surface – can their fragile
relationship survive? Or will we see the end of it?
I have never seen so much faith and so much love that
Josie gave Cole. Everyone hated him, and accused him of things, but she
believed him, and still sees the best in him. She might not like how he did it –
and was initially angry, but after thinking about it (albeit rationally), she
finally came through, and came back to him. Cole is really one heck of a lucky
guy to have a woman who loved him with all her heart.
If We Fly shows the power of love, and of truth. It’s
emotional, heartbreaking, heartwarming, and well-written. It will make you
swoon and ache in the most painful and nicest way possible. This is a must-read
duet, something you don’t want to miss from Ms. Nina Lane.
IfWe Fall: Book One – Release Day August 30
We fell in love. Then our world fell
apart.
I wished so hard for Cole Danforth.
And one day, he came true. He was my first boyfriend, my first lover, my first
and only love. He should also have been my last.
But in a split-second, we were
ripped apart, our lives broken, my heart shattered. After ten years, I've
returned to my hometown, the place of my greatest joy and darkest pain.
Cole is still here, but the
beautiful boy I'd loved is gone. Now he's a ruthless, unforgiving man determined
to feed both my resentment and my lust.
Then our torturous past encroaches
again, trapping us in a violent storm.
But this time, there is no escape.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
New York Times & USA Today bestselling author
Nina Lane writes hot, sexy romances about professors, bad boys, candy makers,
and protective alpha males who find themselves consumed with love for one woman
alone. Originally from California, Nina holds a PhD in Art History and an MA in
Library and Information Studies, which means she loves both research and
organization. She also enjoys traveling and thinks St. Petersburg, Russia is a
city everyone should visit at least once. Although Nina would go back to
college for another degree because she's that much of a bookworm and a
perpetual student, she now lives the happy life of a full-time writer.
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EXCERPT
While I’ll take Josie wherever I can
get her, I’d rather be with her at the cottage than anywhere else. Reminds
me of our cramped apartment where we were always bumping into each other and
never had enough room.
As both
a girl and an artist, Josie came with stuff.
Hair bands. Fuzzy socks. Premium pastels. A thousand tubes of lip balm. I loved
her stuff because I loved her. But I’d also been baffled by her inability to
hang up a sweatshirt.
Her
cottage isn’t any neater, which is just one reason I like it there. She doesn’t
answer my knock. I unlock the door and let myself in.
She’s
sprawled on the bed in the sunroom, her body moving with quick, shallow breaths
indicating a restless sleep. One shapely legs rests over a pillow, and her
T-shirt is pulled up far enough to reveal the curve of her ass encased in
panties printed with purple butterflies.
Much
as I love the sight of her, I dislike like her insomnia, the way she sleeps in
fits and starts. Though I haven’t seen evidence of a nightmare, that doesn’t mean
she’s not still having them. And going back to the accident site…
My
chest tightens. I sit in a chair by the window and rub a hand over the back of
my neck.
Two weeks. That’s it. Then she’s gone. After
that…hell, you don’t have to think about after. You just need to make sure the
truth stays locked down. That means keeping her away from Peterson and any
reminders.
Or
taking her away.
A
roll of half-opened Lifesavers rests on the windowsill. Peeling it open, I find
a red one and stick it in my mouth. Sugar and cherry spill over my tongue.
“You’re
going to pay for that.” Her sleep-husky voice draws my attention.
She’s
watching me, her arms around a pillow.
“I’ll
share.” I push to my feet.
“You’d
better.”
After
crossing the room in three strides, I sink onto the bed beside her and lower my
mouth to hers. Though I had every intention of talking to her first, her kiss
fires me with heat. The tension in my chest loosens. I brush her silky hair
back from her face and slide my hand over her cheek. Breathe in her strawberry
smell. My unease slides away, overpowered by her soft sweetness.
She
flicks her tongue into my mouth and over the cherry candy. After passing it to
her, I lower her back onto the bed. My dick is already getting hard. I cup her
breasts and rub my thumbs over her nipples, urging them to tighten. Josie sighs
and shifts, hooking her legs around my thighs and wiggling her hips against me.
“You
need to stop wearing jeans when you’re here.” She pushes me away and rises up
to unbutton my jeans and shove them off. “Makes it hard for this spontaneous
sex thing we’ve got going on.”
“I’m
always hard for this spontaneous sex thing.” I shed my clothes before climbing
on top of her again. Nuzzling my nose into her neck, I lick the hot hollow of
her throat. I fucking love that tender little spot where her pulse beats so
fast.
I
inch my hand up her shirt, pulling it up far enough to expose her breasts, her
pink nipples sticking straight up. The sight of her naked body jerks my cock
into full hardness. Josie breathes out a moan and grasps my dick.
“God,
Cole.” She shifts, urging me closer and parting her cherry-red lips. “Put it in
my mouth.”
“Not
this time.” With effort, I detach her hand from me and bend to kiss her
breasts, pulling her nipple into my mouth. Her groan of satisfaction fires my
lust hotter. I slide my hand between her thigh and into her pussy. Ah, fuck, my
girl is already wet and primed, like she’s been waiting for me.
Moving
lower on the bed, I push her thighs open. She rises to her elbows, her eyes
widening. “Cole...”
When we
first got together, it had taken her a long time to let me go down on her. No
matter how aroused she was or how careful I was, she’d tense up and get
self-conscious about being so exposed. But we’d both persisted, and I’d started
with gentle licks of my tongue that soon had her panting and pumping her hips.
And when she came…more than once, I’d been unable to hold back and ended up
shooting my load all over the bedsheets.
That’s
not happening this time.
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