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But, of course, everything she writes is fiction.
What inspired you to write your book?
I love music and sexy rock stars so what better hero for a romance than a bad boy rock star who meets his match?
Here is a short sample from the book:
He kissed me and he changed my world forever, although I never would have dreamt it at the time. It was just a kiss, not even a particularly passionate kiss at that. But, in all my 22 years, I’d never been kissed so annoyingly, so teasingly, so spine-tinglingly arrogantly.
I hated Jack Colt.
He’d grabbed me and pressed his lips against mine as if to say, “I could give you so very much more but I choose not to”. Like, if he wanted, he could unleash a power that would annihilate my world and sweep away everything that had gone before him. The force of him could wrap my heart, squeeze it tight and draw out every desire, even the ones I kept hidden from myself.
He was an unstoppable force.
I tried to ignore the sparks tingling my skin where he touched me. His hand on the back of my neck, his fingers tangled in my hair. Bolts of pure electricity ran through me, making my toes curl and my back arch. My hands struggled at my sides, wanting to feel his skin and pull his face closer to mine. I splayed my fingers to control myself.
Even that wasn’t enough. My lips moved with his and my body leaned against him. I don’t know why. I didn’t want him kissing me. I didn’t want his flesh against mine.
I could’ve pulled away. Could’ve. Should’ve. But I didn’t.
The soft leather of his thigh pressed between my legs and I pressed back without thinking. I was drowning and I wasn’t sure if I liked it but I wanted more.
Then he stopped.