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Friday, May 13, 2016

Release Blitz! Between Love & Fire By Dani Rene


BLFCoverAMAZONCerulean eyes pierce me. A touch that scorches me. Words that entice me.
With a reputation of the bad boy rock star, I know he’s bad news. He’s infuriating, persistent, and drop dead gorgeous. The man that has women’s underwear dropping, with a click of his fingers, has his sights set on one woman. ME I need to keep my distance. I need to fight the attraction. ~ Chestnut eyes lure me. A smile that tempts me. Words that bait me. The innocence in her eyes is like a drug. Her feisty personality is a turn on. The more she pushes, the more I pull. I don’t back down from a challenge. To have her in my bed is what I want. And I always get what I want. HER I need to make her mine. I need to make her see the real me.





As I tug on the neckline of her shirt, she stiffens. “Callum, no.” Her tone is forceful and I step backward. Her eyes latch on mine, and instead of seeing anger that I assumed I would, I see fear. “What’s wrong, Petal? I didn’t mean to… I…” “It’s not you. I… There's things you don’t know. About me.” “Then tell me?” My stare implores the truth from her. Those chestnut pools glisten with unshed tears and I want to wrap her in a cocoon and keep her safe. The anxiety is visible in her face and it tugs on my heart leaving me breathless. What the hell has she been through? “I can’t. Not yet. You will look at me differently. Can we forget it?” Her gaze drops to her feet, and I take a step towards her. My arms open. She needs to come to me. It has to be her decision. With a gradual movement her hungry stare roams up my body. Her eyes drinking in every inch of me until they lock on mine. A slight smile curls her lips, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. There’s something she’s hiding. I can’t force her to reveal it. I can only be here and hope to fuck she tells me soon. “I am here Tay, if you ever want to talk. Don’t be scared of me.” She falls into my arms then and the contented sigh she exhales doesn’t pass unnoticed. Her body shakes and I realize she’s crying. I have only known her for a short time, but I can see behind that tough exterior is someone shattered by memories. Suddenly she steps back, swiping at her tear-stained cheeks. “I have to go. Take me home, please?” Up come the walls and I have no alternative but to surrender to her wishes. “I need space Callum. I’m sorry.” She walks past me and her perfume washes over me. The soft sweet scent of fresh apples, reminding me of my childhood. I follow her out of my bedroom, closing the door. Once we’re in the car, she seems to settle down. I am dying to say something. Anything to make her feel better. To reassure her I will wait. But I am a pussy when it comes to this girl, so I sit. We drive in silence to her apartment. When I pull up to the curb, she peeks at me through her thick eyelashes. Her hand touches on my knee sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. “I’m really sorry.” Her whisper is filled with worry. I nod. Watching her get out of my car, it takes every ounce of my strength to resist going after her. My stare doesn't leave her, until she’s stepped inside and disappeared. That's when I tear my glare from the emptiness and frown the road ahead of me. My hands clutch the steering wheel so tight I am positive it will shatter. She fucking walked away. From me. Callum fucking Hayes. The tortured expression on her face is seared behind my eyelids. Fuck this. Opening the door of my Jeep, I hop out and round the front. I bound up the stairs to her building. As I reach the entrance the gate opens. An old lady smiles up at me. “Afternoon ma’am. I am here to see my girlfriend. Do you mind if I go inside, please?” She beams at me. “You’re a naughty fellow. Always bring flowers. You’re forgiven this time.” She chuckles and lets me past her. “I promise to remember that next time.” I offer her a cheeky wink and she shuffles off. Running up the stairs, I reach Tayla’s door. I inhale a heavy breath, leaning my head against the entrance to my girl's apartment. With my eyes closed, I knock twice. “Who’s there?” Her voice is quiet, gentle. The pain is gone. She’s weary now. “Open the door Tayla.” “Cal, just go home. Please?” “I will talk to the door Tay, but I am not leaving. Your neighbors may not want to listen to this. But they will if you don’t open this goddamn door woman.” My tone is rough, but low and I know she can hear me. I am not giving up on her. There is something wrong. I can be a dick, this time, it's different, I am choosing to be a gentleman. Fuck it, Liam was right. I am going soft. The click of a lock makes me smile. With a creak it opens, her big brown eyes peer up at me. She opens it further allowing me inside. As soon as I step through the door, I am assaulted with her scent. It’s so fucking incredible. I can’t help moaning. “What do you want?” Her question catches me off guard. With my back to her, I fist my hands to keep from grabbing her, slamming her against the living room wall and devouring her. “You.” One word. No explanation. Just her. The gasp behind me is a delicious sound.

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Hey darlings,
I am an indie author and freelance graphic designer. I started focusing on writing in January 2015 and after a few fan fiction stories, I decided to publish Ace of Harts it was my first full length novella. On a daily basis I have a few hundred characters, storylines, and ideas floating around in my mind. If I am not on Pinterest or Instagram looking for my next muse, you can find me on Twitter or Facebook. So head on over, I love meeting new readers and authors. When I am in the cave, I am happiest. If you can't find me sitting behind my trusty MacBook writing about hot alpha males, I am probably drinking coffee at a coffee shop, or wine tasting one of the few hundred wine farms in my home city of Cape Town, in South Africa. I have an addiction to reading (who doesn't?), TV series, music, tattoos, chocolate, and ice cream. I am constantly looking for a new book to get lost in and new book boyfriend to fall in love with. My favorite authors include - M Never, K Webster, KL Kreig, Meghan March, and that's just to name a few! Much love xo

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