Thursday 22 October 2015

HAVOC by Autumn Grey * *AUTHOR FOSTERING 2015* *

by Autumn Grey


A three month modelling contract in Paris.

Two strangers drawn together by fate.

A stalker hell-bent on keeping them apart.

Selene Michaels is determined to never let anyone make her feel inferior again. After a painful divorce, she finds herself in Paris on a working holiday, hopeful that this will be the opportunity she has been waiting for. She intends to have fun and maybe find someone to flirt with; someone who will show her a good time, treat her right. What she does not expect to find is Remington St. Germain and his adorable son, Adrien. Remington is intense, devastatingly hot and a Prince Charming on the outside, but a dirty talking, insatiable devil behind closed doors and not the type to give up on something that he wants. Adrien makes her loss almost bearable. Selene soon realizes that life with Remington is not only interesting, but adventurous and dangerous. Someone is eager to keep Remington and her apart, and will go into great lengths to make sure that happens.

Remington is at a crossroads. He can either let Selene go, forget about her. Or pursue her with determination, just like he does everything else. Otherwise he will be right back where he was before she came into his life. The clock is ticking, and  danger looms closer. He will do anything to save the woman who is fast becoming a part of his soul.

Sometimes life gives you a second chance. But what happens when danger threatens that chance?

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"Cotton candy is the answer to every single problem." I took it from the man's hand, and once I paid for my purchase, I pinched a small piece, and shoved it in my mouth. Remington's eyes followed my fingers, as the candy disappeared into my mouth.
He dragged his gaze away from my lips, and laughed. "For world problems, too?"
"Especially world problems. If anyone ever took time to listen to me, the world would be a better place." I grinned, pinching a wad of candy and holding it out for him. "Want some?"
Before I could move my hand, his mouth, warm and wet, closed around my fingers. He twirled his tongue around them, his eyes dark and playful.
Oh. My. God. "Good?" I asked hoarsely when he finally freed my fingers from their delicious prison.
"Perfect." He licked his lips while staring at mine, his face much closer than before. I could see every single golden speckle in his eyes.
My head angled automatically as his did. Were we about to kiss? Wasn't it too soon for this? Oh my God. Why was I questioning everything? Right now, a hot guy looked like he wanted to devour me alive and I was thinking?
He pulled back slightly, studying me, and I kicked myself mentally. My eyes shifted to his jaw, trying to scoop up my thoughts, now splattered at his feet. I'd been so absorbed by him I hardly noticed what was hidden behind that sexy scruff.
"Is that… a dimple?" My finger was suddenly all over the dimple. I found myself doing things without a second thought when I was around Remington. Before I could pull my hand back, he snatched it, bringing it to his mouth.
"If one little dimple drives you insane, wait until you see the second one." He turned his head.
God, I think I just came.
He swirled his tongue around my finger, nipping the tip gently. I groaned, struggling to pull my hand away before I embarrassed myself in front of the people littering the shop.
My heart was racing, and I was out of breath. All he did was show me his dimples and suck my finger.
Oh, shit, I am so in trouble.
"You're a dangerous man, Remington St. Germain."
He laughed, and everything seemed right in the world again. "Is that a bad thing?"
"No," I said, thinking how wonderful it'd be to live dangerously for once. Not care what anyone would think. "It's a very good thing."

Author bio:

Autumn Grey is the author of the Havoc series (Havoc, Obliterate, Mend). And just like her characters, she is quirky, sometimes funny and definitely flawed. She writes sexy contemporary romances full of drama, steamy kisses and happy ever afters.


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