Everyone always says love will find you when you’re not looking. Well, they’re not wrong. Except, the man my heart stupidly fell for was more interested in playing his own twisted game of catch and release.
Claiming me for himself, then pushing me away when I got too close. Hell, I didn’t even know what his job title was, but there was an aura of darkness clouded around him.
A darkness that beckoned to me.
A darkness I was grateful for when those he thought he could trust ripped me away in the middle of the night to be a pawn in their own sick, twisted game.
She was supposed to be an itch I needed to scratch. That red dress and those pale blue eyes called to me like a siren. In my line of work falling in love was dangerous. “I believe there’s good in you, Brax,” she had said. “Baby, I’m the thing monsters are afraid of,” I warned her.
I pushed her away, thinking she would be safe from this fucked up life I lead.
I couldn’t’ve been more wrong.
My enemies smelled fresh blood. They knew if they wanted to take me down, they had to get to her. But it wasn’t my enemies I had to worry about. No, the threat was a lot closer than I thought. It shouldn’t have surprised me. After all, the devil was once an angel.
Klara was my light out of this hell, and now she was in danger of being snuffed out. But not if I could help it.
They should’ve thought twice before taking what belongs to me. Now, I’m out for blood, and I’m not stopping until my concrete floor runs red.
I’m Hollywood’s leading lady, the daughter of a mafia boss, and my stalker’s sick obsession.
Griffin Scott is my new protector, my dominant, and my salvation.
I was taught that blood is thicker than water, but I’ll defy that belief for a future only Griffin can give me.
I’m a man with dark secrets, the black sheep of my notorious family, and a bodyguard to the rich and famous.
Ava Lane is my client, a goddess, and a woman who consumes every ounce of my being.
I was taught that blood is thicker than water, but I’ll strike any deal necessary to keep her. I won’t give Ava up.
Ellie is no stranger to the vicious grips of grief and guilt, and now, just when she had felt she could breathe again, they're back like a raging storm leaving her gasping for air with little hope of rescue. What do you do with guilt–how do you let it go? And how do you put to rest ghosts that won’t stay dead?
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**COVER REVEAL!!!** Gorgeous. Sexy. Hot!!!! THE BRITISH ARE COMING. THE BRITISH ARE COMING!
Happy cover reveal day to Carey and Atticus in @authorkelliehart hilarious and sexy upcoming release: HOT ROD!
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About Hot Rod:
THE BRITISH INVASION IS HERE, AND HE’S GOT SUPERMAN HAIR.
At my best friend’s wedding a few months ago, I laid eyes on the most beautiful man I have ever seen. All dressed up in a tux, he was a sexy Clark Kent wannabe--tall, dark, and handsome. Then, when he opened his mouth, Atticus Sherwood revealed himself to be as British as a fucking crumpet.
Yeah, I should’ve taken a bite out of him, but he left before I could nibble his fine English muffin.
Now, Atticus is back in New Orleans. Before I know it, his tongue has me screaming the Queen’s name, and my heart is crying out for more than a torrid affair with this bed-breaking Brit.
There’s just one little problem: love broke me once before, and I swore to myself I wouldn’t let it happen again.
Is taking a leap with Atticus worth the risk? Maybe I just need to trust I’ve finally found my own Superman to catch me when I fall.
Thank God he doesn’t come faster than a speeding bullet. ;-) Before you read Hot Rod, check meet Carey and Atticus in BOMBSHELL AND KNOCKOUT on KU:
Fast forward approximately 365 days later and my seemingly perfect existence has morphed into a state of severe self-pity, sprinkled with the bitter dust of apathy and an assortment of processed snack foods.
Cue "the proposition"....My friend Kyle needs a girlfriend. I need to hit the restart button and end my self-imposed exile into craptown. An all-expense paid trip to Hawaii seems like a good way to start.
And that's when things begin to get just a tad complicated.... The Beard is a contemporary standalone romantic comedy. This is not an erotic romance but contains adult content and language and is recommended for 18+. Included in The Beard are two short stories, The Book and The Bet.