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Books: “Losing Me,
Finding You” “Loving Me, Trusting You”
Losing Me, Finding
You Blurb
Twenty-one year old Amy Cross's idea of a hot Saturday night
is curling up with her favorite book boyfriend and secretly sneaking a bottle
of her mother's wine. That is, until she meets Austin Sparks, the biker boy
with a past that burns like fire and a gaze she can't look away from. Without
knowing what she's doing or why she's doing it, Amy ends up on the road with
Austin traveling from one city to another while learning things she's only ever
read about in romance novels.
At first it seems like Austin is Amy's fantasy come true, but as their journey progresses, she starts to sense that Austin is running away from something. Amy knows that she'll do whatever it takes to help him find himself. What she doesn't expect is that she'll lose herself in the process and how good it will feel to be free.
At first it seems like Austin is Amy's fantasy come true, but as their journey progresses, she starts to sense that Austin is running away from something. Amy knows that she'll do whatever it takes to help him find himself. What she doesn't expect is that she'll lose herself in the process and how good it will feel to be free.
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Loving Me, Trusting
You Blurb
The Triple M Motorcycle Gang has a new president in Austin
Sparks, the bad boy biker that swept Amy Cross off her feet. And nobody's
happier about that than Gaine Kelley. Now that his best friend has finally
found the woman of his dreams, Gaine's free to go after Mireya. But what if she
isn't ready yet? What if the demons from her past howl so loud she can't hear
him calling?Mireya Sawyer isn't ready for love. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Especially not when the one thing she's always fought for is called into question. Triple M may not be a 'real' MC, but they're posing as one, and there are people that don't like that. People who can't accept the way they do things and are willing to take the time to put a stop to it. With several rival gangs circling around, threatening the rights of the women in Triple M, Mireya knows it's time to forget her love affair with Austin and move on. Thing is, Gaine's not willing to stand on the sidelines anymore. He loves her, but can she trust him?
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C.M. Stunich was raised under a cover of fog in the area
known simply as Eureka, CA. A mysterious place, this strange, arboreal land
nursed Caitlin's (yes, that's her name!) desire to write strange fiction novels
about wicked monsters, magical trains, and Nemean Lions (Google it!). She
currently enjoys drag queens, having too many cats, and tribal bellydance.
Always a fan of the indie scene and 'sticking it to the
man,' Ms. Stunich decided to take the road less traveled and forgo the
traditional publishing route. You can be assured though that she received
several rejections as to ensure her proper place in the world of writers before
taking up a friend's offer to start a publishing company. Sarian Royal was
born, and Ms. Stunich's books slowly transformed from mere baking chocolate to
full blown tortes with hand sculpted fondant flowers.
C.M. is a writer obsessed with delivering the very best and
scours her mind on a regular basis to select the most unusual stories for the
outside world.
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LOSING ME, FINDING YOU (BOOK 1) EXCERPT:
“Take
off your pants,” he says simply and that's it.
I turn around and stare at him, noticing that his eyes are like fire,
waiting to wash over me and burn me to ash.
“What?” Austin grins and pulls out a cigarette,
sticking it between his lips and taking off his vest. He tosses it onto the gravel by the side of
the road like we're not out in the middle of the country, like we're right back
in that hotel room together with all the privacy in the world.
“Take 'em off. This is your next lesson. If you don't wear a skirt, be prepared to
take off your pants. Come on, sugar,
let's get to it. We've gotta hurry
before somebody drives by and sees us.”
“You're serious?” I ask him, getting
chills and a gut wrenching belly ache. Oh God, yes.
I can't believe I waited twenty-one years for this feeling. It's incredible.
“As a heart attack,” Austin says, taking a drag on his cigarette and
tossing it to the ground, so he can smash it under his boot. I nibble my lip for a moment and then start
to unbutton my jeans. Austin's eyes
follow the motion and narrow when I pause with the zipper halfway down.
“Take off your shirt,” I command
him. I want to see what's under
there. Three times we've had sex and not
once have I gotten to see his chest and belly.
He grins at me and obliges, tearing the black fabric off and tossing it
down alongside his vest.
Austin is … Well, God, Austin is
ripped. He's tight and muscular and I
can see every muscle in his belly as clear as day. His skin stretches hot and slick over the
firmness of his chest and stomach, dipping into his pants with a sprinkle of
sandy hair. Above his pecs, he's got
another skull tattoo surrounded by roses and on either side, a gun pointing
inwards. Sweat glides across the
colorful piece of art and gets caught between his muscles, sliding down and
soaking into the waistband of his jeans.
I practically tear my boots and
pants off in my frenzy to touch him. I can't wait.
“Panties,” he commands me, and I pause.
Being pants-less in the middle of the road is one thing, but being
pantie-less is quite another altogether.
“Austin … ” He grins at me and reaches down, unzipping
his own pants. My gaze follows his hands
involuntarily, mesmerizing me.
“Better hurry before somebody comes
along and we get interrupted.”
I swallow and look around, listening
for the rumble of cars in the distance and hear nothing except for the droning
of the cicadas. I drop my panties to my
feet before I can stop myself and kick them next to my jeans.
“Now, get on the fucking bike,”
Austin leans back and flashes me his cock, hard and ready and waiting. I move forward and climb on so that I'm
facing him, trying to move slowly so that I don't seem too eager. Truth is, I am eager, almost desperate for
it. Three days ago, I was a virgin
reading about my favorite heroines being banged in black and white. Today, I am the heroine, and I can't wait for
my turn. “Now, look at you,” Austin
says, voice dropping into this lengthy Southern drawl where every fucking
syllable is a nightmare of sexual tension, bleeding across my body and making
me crazy for it.
I'm definitely adding these to my to read list!
ReplyDeleteI LOVED Losing Me, Finding You and can't wait for Loving Me, Trusting You! Mieyra is going to give Gaines a run for his money!!
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