Love and War
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Hosted By: Chance Promotions
The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else, right?
Even if that someone else is a dirty, dominant cop with secrets?
I lost my job and my fiance in the same week, so a drink and a dirty f*ck are exactly what I need. Liam, with his killer body and stern orders for me to get on my knees, is the perfect one-night stand.
But when he cries out another woman's name in his sleep, I'm out of there. I don't waste my time with cheaters.
Turns out Mr. Hot Night Stand is a cop. The very next night he saves my ass when I stupidly trust someone from my past. Truth be told, I can't stop thinking about how much I want to feel his strong, protective arms wrap around me. He's like a drug and I can’t get enough.
I'm falling hard. But who in the hell is this woman whose named he called out in bed? Can I trust that she's really in his past? Sure Liam’s a cop, but sometimes cops are the biggest liars of all…
I came to the bar to drown my sorrows, not take home a girl with tons of baggage. But when I set eyes on Hazel--that dark hair, those green eyes, her ripe dangerous curves--I forget everything else but getting her in my bed.
When she kisses me, I'm hooked and can't let go. When she begs me for more, I open a world of pleasure she never knew existed.
It’s taken me three long years to rebuild my life. I lost everything. Hazel is the first taste of sweetness I've had in a long time. And I don’t want to let her go.
I'll do anything to protect her, even if she doesn't understand my reasons. Being a cop has taught me about sacrifice. Even if doing the right thing isn't always what it seems…
Love and War can be enjoyed as a standalone novel or as Book 2 in my Small Town Bad Boy series. No cheating, no cliffhangers and guaranteed HEA!
Liam's voice was calm. It made me pause just for a split second. And then his hand touched my face.
His fingers, gentle but firm, lifted my chin slowly to look at him. When his eyes met mine, his fingers traced a path of heat along my jawline.
He said nothing but cupped the back of my neck and look at me curiously, like he just wanted to observe me but wasn't sure what to do. Our breath mingled in mid air between us. I wondered if he felt the same intense, crackling magnetism that I did.
And his lips fell to mine, completing the kiss that I wasn't bold enough to.
My body responded like I didn't have control of it. I closed my eyes and savored his mouth, returning the pressure and adding the smallest flick of my tongue.
This was what my body wanted, why it pulled me to him with magnetic force.
I couldn't even remember the last time Johnny spontaneously kissed me. We had been living like roommates for months. My body starved to be desired, wanted, and lusted after.
I pushed the thought of Johnny out of my mind as I kissed Liam with more passion, closing the distance between us. He groaned softly into my mouth as I parted my lips to give way for his tongue to explore. As his arms encircled my waist like two anacondas, I rested my hands on his massive biceps, not feeling an ounce of fat under his skin.
He felt like a solid wall, rigid muscles dipping and rising, and strong enough to crush me if he wanted to. But the darkness I sensed from him wasn't dangerous. The way he held me was firm and protective.
I felt safe.
And so insanely turned on.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Annette Fields is a soft-spoken California girl with a big and filthy imagination. She's always daydreaming about her next hot bad boy story to share with you, her readers!
Aside from writing fiery hot romance and lounging in the equally hot California sun, Annette loves coffee, gin, and her bad boy husband.