Ripping Off the Ripped Cover

Recognize the photo? I’m ripping off Renee Vincent’s Ripped cover. You see, this boxed set is going to be the BEST EVER at the beginning of 2014. The title? UNFORGETTABLE HEROES!! They’re sexy, they’re strong, they’re irresistible and they’re Unforgettable!! Why? Each one has his own unique charisma and appeal.

Think about the unforgettable heroes from the best movies. What was it about Rhett Butler in Gone with the Wind, Yury Zhivago in Dr. Zhivago or Paul “Fred” Varjak in Breakfast at Tiffany’s? What made them UNFORGETTABLE? Their disarming charm, good looks, and their perseverance? Well, all of that’s true, but in the end, the thing that makes them unforgettable is that they will go beyond all known means to ensure their heroines find the happiness they deserve. They all sacrifice for love. Love is the one thing that survives everything and keeps a relationship forever young.

Now, I have mentioned who my hero is on one of my former Facebook posts, but let me keep you guessing. My hero is a businessman, the head of his company/business. He is a workaholic, but has a lot to learn about sacrificing. That’s what he does for his heroine. What she finds out is he is a good guy deep down and even though life hasn’t treated him fairly in his own personal life, he has made sure even the ones who hurt him are cared for, and now that he knows who the man is who threatens his heroine, he will risk everything to make sure the man loses—everything.

 

Piqued your interest? It’s coming in late January-early February 2014. Be there, and stay tuned, because I’ll be giving away a copy too.

 

Here's a teaser:

 

As Crandall stepped out of the limo at Holly Heights, she stared up in amazement at the glorious structure of the mansion, which looked more like a castle. Although raised on stilts to keep it safe from high surf and flooding, the structure was made of what appeared to be polished river rock, and it had a turret. How could it be supported on a wooden platform? The architect had to be brilliant.

 

The driver carried her two bags to a ground level elevator. As the doors opened, she stared into the bright green eyes of a god. The man had pale blond hair, tanned skin and a toned body that left even more than she could see to the imagination. This trip was getting better all the time.

 

He glanced up at her and stopped short, staring. As the doors began to close on him, he held his arm in the way to stop it and jumped out. “Sorry. You took me by surprise.”

 

“So did you,” she told him. “I’m guessing you’re also a guest?”

 

He nodded with a cock-eyed grin. “I am. You’re the only other one I’ve seen. In fact, the only person I’ve seen except the limo driver and a very short butler.”

 

“Really?” Odd, she thought. Another little person. She supposed the owners of the resort catered to disabilities and special employees. “I’m sorry if I stopped your exit. Here for fun or business?”

 

 He frowned. “Fun I suppose, though I’m not sure what that is. I don’t have cell reception and there’s no Wi-Fi or cable broadband here.”

 

“No problem for me,” she said, grinning. “I have a mobile modem. USB.”

 

He laughed. “Good luck. Seems satellites don’t like the place too much either.”

 

“I take it you do a lot of work by satellite?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

 

He nodded. “Absolutely. When you have your, uh, family spread out all over the country, you have to know what’s going on.”

 

She grinned. At least there were more people here than she thought, and good looking ones too. “Don’t let me stand in your way, but, from what I hear, this place doesn’t have many attractions.”

 

He chuckled. “It didn’t. But that apparently, has changed. How about having dinner with me this evening?”

 

Her face burned. “I don’t know you.”

 

He winked. “You will. Besides how much trouble can you get into having dinner in a public place?”

 

He was right of course. Besides, she was in her late twenties. She could certainly manage a dinner date. “All right, I suppose so.”

 

He nodded with a wink. “Great. I’ll meet you here tonight at seven.”

 

“Wait!” she called out to him, “What’s your name?”

 

He turned and grinned. “Is it really important? Just for GPs, call me Don Juan.”

 

She chuckled. “I guess that makes me Jezebel.”

 

As he walked away, Crandall crossed her arms and thought maybe this vacation was just what she needed. She walked into the elevator with a smile.