Author: CD Bradley
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Cassy Roop, Pink Ink Designs
Cover Photo: Eric David Battershell
Cover Model: Johnny Kane
Cover Design: Cassy Roop, Pink Ink Designs
Cover Photo: Eric David Battershell
Cover Model: Johnny Kane
Release Date: July 11, 2017
Blurb
Roulette is a game of chance where you bet your life on a
little bouncing ball…
little bouncing ball…
An invitation to the Sexy and Sassy Author Event? Attorney
Olivia Hastings turned the card over in her hands. At first she thought it must
have come by mistake, but the name on the return address caught her eye. Piper
Barringer. Though a decade had passed since she had seen her roommate from
undergrad, just reading her name put a smile on Olivia’s face. Could it really
have been ten years?
Deciding to accept Piper’s invitation, Olivia expected to
spend a much needed girls weekend catching up with an old friend. She expected
to be a little bored hearing about book boyfriends and romance, two things she
had absolutely no time for. She never expected the case she had waited her
whole career for to crack wide open. She never expected her world to be turned
upside down. She never expected to meet Dominic Kain.
Olivia Hastings turned the card over in her hands. At first she thought it must
have come by mistake, but the name on the return address caught her eye. Piper
Barringer. Though a decade had passed since she had seen her roommate from
undergrad, just reading her name put a smile on Olivia’s face. Could it really
have been ten years?
Deciding to accept Piper’s invitation, Olivia expected to
spend a much needed girls weekend catching up with an old friend. She expected
to be a little bored hearing about book boyfriends and romance, two things she
had absolutely no time for. She never expected the case she had waited her
whole career for to crack wide open. She never expected her world to be turned
upside down. She never expected to meet Dominic Kain.
As the odds stack up against her, will Olivia take the safe
bet or will she go all in?
bet or will she go all in?
Excerpt
Oh Fuck! It couldn’t have been. Sweat beaded up on his
forehead. Dominic Kain took a deep breath and walked quickly toward the
elevator. He had to get the fuck out of there. He just needed some fresh
air and a fucking drink. There was no goddamn way. Everyone has a
doppelganger right? He was just tired. This was crazy. What hell was he even
doing here? He had been walking through the upper level when her voice floated
up and took his breath. Like a moth to a deadly flame he had been drawn to the
balcony and there she was. So casually she just walked in as if she wasn’t
ripping him apart. He could feel every move she made. Each breath she
took flowed through him. What the fuck? Had she seen him? What
would it matter if she had. She didn't know him from Adam. Fuck he really was
going crazy. But he knew every move by heart. The impatient way she tapped her
delicate finger on her overnight bag. The dark waves that caressed her
expensive suit. The curve of her legs into those fuck you heels. He choked back
the urge to run down the stairs and pull her into his arms. What he needed was
a drink. He was not about to accost a complete stranger. But he knew
exactly how she would taste and nothing else on earth would do to quench this
thirst. He stepped into the elevator, pushed the button for the fourth
floor and closed his eyes.
forehead. Dominic Kain took a deep breath and walked quickly toward the
elevator. He had to get the fuck out of there. He just needed some fresh
air and a fucking drink. There was no goddamn way. Everyone has a
doppelganger right? He was just tired. This was crazy. What hell was he even
doing here? He had been walking through the upper level when her voice floated
up and took his breath. Like a moth to a deadly flame he had been drawn to the
balcony and there she was. So casually she just walked in as if she wasn’t
ripping him apart. He could feel every move she made. Each breath she
took flowed through him. What the fuck? Had she seen him? What
would it matter if she had. She didn't know him from Adam. Fuck he really was
going crazy. But he knew every move by heart. The impatient way she tapped her
delicate finger on her overnight bag. The dark waves that caressed her
expensive suit. The curve of her legs into those fuck you heels. He choked back
the urge to run down the stairs and pull her into his arms. What he needed was
a drink. He was not about to accost a complete stranger. But he knew
exactly how she would taste and nothing else on earth would do to quench this
thirst. He stepped into the elevator, pushed the button for the fourth
floor and closed his eyes.
Author Bio
I’m just a
girl who likes to daydream and sometimes I write them down to share. Growing
up, the literary world was my safe haven. A wonderful place of fantasy beyond
the bounds of reality. As an adult, I put that behind me to practice medicine.
My husband and I owned our own practice, had two children and lived a somewhat
normal life. Fate, had other plans. In the span of a year we sold our practice,
bought a 96 acre farm in the hills of West Virginia and adopted 3 of our
patients (ages 1,3,4). It has been an
adventure of ups and downs and learning to laugh at ourselves. Yet, somewhere
in the midst of kids, chickens, and toothpaste covered dogs, I began to write
again. My late night / early morning escape lets me dream beyond all limits. I hope that you will enjoy the journey of the
story as much as I have writing it.
girl who likes to daydream and sometimes I write them down to share. Growing
up, the literary world was my safe haven. A wonderful place of fantasy beyond
the bounds of reality. As an adult, I put that behind me to practice medicine.
My husband and I owned our own practice, had two children and lived a somewhat
normal life. Fate, had other plans. In the span of a year we sold our practice,
bought a 96 acre farm in the hills of West Virginia and adopted 3 of our
patients (ages 1,3,4). It has been an
adventure of ups and downs and learning to laugh at ourselves. Yet, somewhere
in the midst of kids, chickens, and toothpaste covered dogs, I began to write
again. My late night / early morning escape lets me dream beyond all limits. I hope that you will enjoy the journey of the
story as much as I have writing it.
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