Are you ready to meet Landon Blackwell?
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**Can be read as a stand alone**
Blurb
***WARNING*** This novel contains explicit language, sex, drugs, violence, and sexual situations that some might find offensive. This book is intended for adults 18+ years of age.
In my world, there is no such thing as love. It is just a lie we whisper into our client’s ear. Love is foreign and hazardous. What I did not expect was to bare my soul to a man who is as egotistical as he is dangerous.
His name is Landon. Despite his blackened soul, he tried to save me, but what he didn't expect was my torturous fate to catch up with me.
To your father, I'm the escort.
To your mother, I'm the whore.
To the legal system, I'm the prostitute.
In the end, I'm just the other woman.
I have no idea if I will continue to survive, if I will ever find my path aside from the gritty streets I know so well. There is a good chance I will wind up in the ditch like most women in my position. Surrendering to my fate is the only choice I have. I must relinquish it all.
Review- 4.25 Stars!
I liked this book a lot...it had
many sides to it. Some shocking, some sexiness, and some good suspense!
Love the saying on the cover....I'm the Escort, I'm the Prostitute, I'm the
other woman...true
Charlie(Charlotte) has grown up in the foster care system for the last nine
years. When she was nine her mother was murdered, only she doesn't
remember it. She's blocked it out, the only thing that haunts her is a
tattoo of black wings...why does she constantly see this in her
nightmares. The day she turned eighteen she hightailed it out of her last
shitty home. With her friend Jayden in tow the flee Reno and wind up in
Vegas...Hardly any money, no food, no jobs. They do what they have to do
to survive....they become hookers. This isn't the way she saw her life
going, but when you need to eat and a place to sleep sometimes you do what you
have to and push your guilt aside. But with this job, there's also
danger....will she survive?
Landon is Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome. He's also has a dark side or better
yet a secret. He meets Charlie a few times after she has literally run
into him. She's hypnotized by him. He's drawn to her....Why?
He's seen his fair share of beautiful woman and he's still drawn to her.
She's intriguing to him and he can't stop thinking about her. He never
mixes business and pleasure, but for her he may just cross a line...a forbidden
line in his work. Will he cross it?
This was a super fast read for me and I enjoyed the story. Seriously the
blurb had me interested right away, but I felt that Charlie didn't act right in
some situations. Without giving things away I also felt like she should
be older than her eighteen years. The story is good and I want more of
the characters because it is an interesting story with a bit of suspense.
The author does a nice job weaving things in and have you guessing on the
outcome. I hope the next story is about Jayden because there is
definitely a story there!! Would I buy this book? Yes.
4.25 Stars!
Review by Heather Driscoll
Excerpt
Following Jayden across the way, I
skim the crowd at the café and land on a pair of handsome eyes. So handsome, I
stop walking.
Sitting at a table full of sexy men
is a short, blond-haired guy, his face hard and chiseled. My God, his arms are
pumped with muscle as his hands flex around a brown football. My core blossoms
with incredible need as I eye his toned arms, and what I assume is a matching
hard chest beneath his jersey.
“Charlie, let’s go!”Jayden yells,
making me realize I’ve been standing here like an idiot, staring at a sexy
stranger in a café. The guy smirks at me and tosses the football in the air,
breaking eye contact.
I tuck my hair behind my ear,
giving a small smile in return before walking forward. I suddenly crash into
something, the impact throwing me back on my ass hard.
“Shit!”I shout with pain.
“Fuck!”roars a male voice standing
above me. My eyes jolt upward to find a broad-shouldered man in a black suit,
holding a broken plastic cup in one hand with coffee spilled all down his
front. My stomach tangles into a bundle of tight knots, and my hands
tremble from the strength and power this man radiates. Oh, shit.
“I am so sorry!”I stand up and
start frantically brushing at the man’s very expensive-looking suit. My God,
it’s like rubbing a rock. His body is so toned and strong beneath my palms,
which isn’t helping me get a grip on myself. My eyes skirt up his arms, finding
the fabric stretched tight around his biceps and causing me to swallow the lump
forming in my throat. The knots in my stomach crawl into a fit of butterflies,
and my heart races. He’s handsome—intimidating, really. The way his toned body
and squared shoulders take up the space takes my breath away. His jaw is
chiseled to perfection with scruff claiming it perfectly. I bite my bottom lip
to keep from moaning.
“It’s fine, really,”he states, his
voice deep as he grabs my wrists to stop me from slapping at his stained shirt
pathetically. My body sparks with electricity where he grips me firmly. My
mouth parts and my breathing shallows as I slowly trail my eyes from his hold
on my wrist to his eyes. They’re green with little brown flecks thrown around
them. They’re captivating. His jawline is strong and defined, his nose broad,
and his dark hair is smoothed back with just a trail hanging loosely out of
place on the front of his forehead from our sudden run-in. He’s fucking
gorgeous, and I can’t look away.
“Are you all right?”he questions,
raising an eyebrow. His voice is low and rough, making my eyes focus on his
mouth.
“I-”I stutter, completely lost in
the thought of his luscious lips on mine. These lips are not like any belonging
to the guys at my high school, that’s for sure. When you look at them, his lips
look like they’re made to make love to a woman’s body. The thoughts of the
glorious pleasure they could bring make my cheeks warm, my chest ache.
“Charlie, let’s go!”Jayden hollers,
catching mine and Sexy Man In a Suit’s attention.
“That your friend?”he asks, his
lips that hold the perfect cupid’s bow turn into a slight smirk.
I open my mouth to speak but a wild
hiccup noise escapes instead, caused from the wild beat of my heart against my
chest. I close my eyes, humiliated.
He chuckles, releasing his hold of
my wrists. The way he laughs causes my skin to rise with goose bumps.
“I gotta go,”I whisper nervously. I
look down and stride quickly toward Jayden, praying I don’t bump into any more
hot men on the way.
“Lord, give me strength. Vegas is
already becoming a bad influence,”I mutter, catching up with Jayden.
About the Author:
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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