On Offer Until the End of the Week



I may not have mentioned that right now I'm in the middle of writing the second book in this series. If Love had Wings is the story of Daniel, the Archangel who is Matt's Agent, and Roni, Ginny's best friend.

I promise there are more fireworks ahead in this book and more history between these two than you can imagine. Here's a little snippet to give you a hint of what's to come.





Bright neon lights cut through the darkness. The man she’d avoided stood right by the doorway, arms crossed over his broad chest as though he was waiting for someone. He turned his fierce gaze on her. Waiting for her.
He’d disposed of his suit jacket, tugged his pink tie loose and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to expose his muscled forearms. An ethereal glow bounced from his white cotton shirt and in the violet incandescence, a halo shimmered over his blond head.
The breath caught in her throat as memories pushed into her mind and stabbed another sharp pain into her head.
He tilted his head to one side, a flicker of a smile danced on his lips. “Roni. Hi. I thought you might have escaped me before we had a chance to talk.”

Escape? Who was he?

If you haven't already bought Banshee Seduction, now's your chance. Until the end of the week, my publisher has reduced the price.

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