Friends, I have great news to share! I found out that I’ve been named a finalist for Passionate Ink RWA’s 9th annual Passionate Plume contest not once, but TWICE! Both August Awakening (Hot Nights in St. Blaise #8) and Daring Miss December (Hot Nights in St. Blaise #12)
To celebrate I’m sharing 8 sentences from August Awakening!
“Hi. My name is Jenny and I am a convicted fence murderer. I plotted and planned, stalking my prey, measuring it’s, uh, timbers, and taking aim at just the right…pole thingy.”
Alex’s laser-hot eyes bore holes into her. He didn’t seem to be amused.
“Um, I…” She glanced at the other’s expectant faces and a hot rush of shame scalded her cheeks. Being ordered to alcohol awareness classes may have seemed like a joke to her, but to some of these people it mattered.
The only things Jennifer Clyburn admits being addicted to are Caramello bars, shoe sales, and diet cherry Cokes from the Sonic. But there is one advantage to being ordered to attend alcohol awareness classes—she gets to spend a good hour each week ogling local bad boy, Alex Stephenson.
Once the crowned prince of St. Blaise, Alex grew up spoiled rotten and cocky as hell. The world was his oyster up until the day everything spun out of control. The red Corvette he got for his eighteenth birthday was a total loss. So was the sixteen-year-old girl in his passenger seat.
Ten years later, scarred and broken, Alex is back in St. Blaise leading the local recovery meetings and hoping to spare someone the guilt and grief he’ll carry with him the rest of his life.
Jenny Clyburn seems to be the kind of good-time girl he used to love, but he’s smart enough to recognize the demons that drive her. Her smart mouth is temptation incarnate, and her docile nature a siren song. Unable to resist, Alex takes it upon himself to teach her the best ways to master her impulses and surrender to that which she can’t control.
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