Adult Contemporary Romance
#lovestory #adult #sexy
Blurb
Holly knows that sitting behind her computer isn’t going to bring
one of her romance heroes to life. And despite her matchmaking friend’s
attempts, she’s still lonely, looking for her Mr. Perfect. Fairytales happen,
right?
one of her romance heroes to life. And despite her matchmaking friend’s
attempts, she’s still lonely, looking for her Mr. Perfect. Fairytales happen,
right?
As a bestselling author, Ashton Noir doesn’t need anyone or anything
in his life other than his imagination. That is until he comes across Holly’s
Promotional Services’ website. Further exposure for his books can’t hurt.
in his life other than his imagination. That is until he comes across Holly’s
Promotional Services’ website. Further exposure for his books can’t hurt.
Communicating through the Internet and then phone calls,
professional interests turn personal. Realising they lack trust and confidence
in different ways, can they have a future as a couple? Or are their dreams
forever going to be their safe haven?
professional interests turn personal. Realising they lack trust and confidence
in different ways, can they have a future as a couple? Or are their dreams
forever going to be their safe haven?
Excerpt
Holly read through the material, thinking of
promotional tac-tics, banners, teasers, etc., one file was full of teasers, brilliant
for her to work with and design.
promotional tac-tics, banners, teasers, etc., one file was full of teasers, brilliant
for her to work with and design.
Shocked, she was still trying to figure out why on
earth he’d turned to her for help, when he could go massive, go for the larger
blogs and networking sites. Her little site was nothing compared to the larger
companies he could have chosen. Why the
heck did he pick me? Surely he’s after something else!
earth he’d turned to her for help, when he could go massive, go for the larger
blogs and networking sites. Her little site was nothing compared to the larger
companies he could have chosen. Why the
heck did he pick me? Surely he’s after something else!
She popped back to their messages and found a reply.
Before she replied to his original message, she had to
ask a question.
ask a question.
Are
you really Dean McClough?
you really Dean McClough?
She watched him typing.
Yes,
yes I am, I am the real man himself, the man behind Jordan Hale, mastering and enjoying
the female form.
yes I am, I am the real man himself, the man behind Jordan Hale, mastering and enjoying
the female form.
Her jaw dropped. Holy
crap! She was starstruck. A large lump filled her throat; unsure how the
hell she could continue the conversation without him thinking she was a freak.
crap! She was starstruck. A large lump filled her throat; unsure how the
hell she could continue the conversation without him thinking she was a freak.
Oh!
He typed.
Are
you okay?
you okay?
Yes…I
cannot believe I am talking to Dean McClough, have you anything to prove you
really are him? Sorry, but I cannot believe it is really him, you are him, my
words are messed up…lol.
cannot believe I am talking to Dean McClough, have you anything to prove you
really are him? Sorry, but I cannot believe it is really him, you are him, my
words are messed up…lol.
She hit send not having a clue how he’d react or what
he planned to show her to prove he was him.
he planned to show her to prove he was him.
Okay…just
give me one second…would my office and pictures on my wall do the job? Never
done this before…lol
give me one second…would my office and pictures on my wall do the job? Never
done this before…lol
Yes,
that is fine…I think!
that is fine…I think!
She waited a few seconds, to see a picture uploading.
The picture arrived, and there was his office, laptop, notes, his books, pens,
pictures framed on the wall of his front covers, and to finalize, their
conversation on his laptop. Stunned, speechless… He was a typical author, notes
and research all over the place. She laughed and then sucked in a deep breath,
releasing it slowly. She shook her head, going through so many emotions, her
tummy tied in knots, not believing a bestseller was on his laptop talking to
her. It didn’t make sense.
The picture arrived, and there was his office, laptop, notes, his books, pens,
pictures framed on the wall of his front covers, and to finalize, their
conversation on his laptop. Stunned, speechless… He was a typical author, notes
and research all over the place. She laughed and then sucked in a deep breath,
releasing it slowly. She shook her head, going through so many emotions, her
tummy tied in knots, not believing a bestseller was on his laptop talking to
her. It didn’t make sense.
He typed.
Was
that okay?
that okay?
Yes,
thank you, just shocked that you’re talking to me…why?
thank you, just shocked that you’re talking to me…why?
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Holly Bio:
A wife and a mum to three grown up children and recently became a nana to twins and lives in the UK. Holly J. Gill is an author of contemporary romance, exploring many new channels, paranormal, action, sweet, erotic, wherever her imagination takes her. Holly has been writing since being a young girl, having characters talking to her constantly, and longing to get their stories written. Finally, her dream came true over two years ago, when getting her first contract with Secret Cravings Publishing for her erotic Desires series unfortunately they closed their doors, leaving Holly to go Indie. In Holly’s spare time she loves spending quality time with her family, camping with hubby, seeing friends, listening to music, watching movies and travelling around England visiting the beautiful countryside.
Writing is where Holly’s heart is…
Where to find Holly:
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