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NEW RELEASE TITLE: UNIQUE LOVE

RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 22, 2015

GENRE: CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE, INTERRACIAL & MULTICULTURAL ROMANCE

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BLURB:  A two-novella set of unique love stories, featuring diverse couples falling in love under unique circumstances.

FLY ME TO THE MOON
Ticketing agent Jessamy Taylor has been in a dating slump that has been exacerbated by moving her sickly mother into her home. The truth is she’s never gotten over the quirky Dr. Griffin Sanderson whose Obsessive Compulsive Disorder drives her crazy, despite his excellent bedside manner.

OBSIDIAN FAITH
They were the most unlikely pair to fall in love . . .
Will Shanice Bailey’s epic faith in Trevor Kyle—the man she’s loves since they were both wards at the Baptist Children’s Home—be shaken when his sketchy foster father shows up on their honeymoon?

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My New Book – FLY ME TO THE MOON by Bev Elle – #ASMSG #Romance

Fly Me to the Moon
Author: Bev Elle

 

Synopsis

Ticketing agent Jessamy Taylor has been in a dating slump exacerbated by moving her sickly mother into her home. The truth is she’s never gotten overthe quirky Dr. Griffin Sanderson whose Obsessive Compulsive Disorder drives hercrazy, despite his excellent bedside manner.

Fly Me to the Moon is a love song covered by many, the most memorable being Frank Sinatra. Griffin whistles this tune incessantly, but that’s just one of the many odd quirks Jessamy Taylor either loves or hates about him. Since their ill-fated love affair two years prior, she’s found no one to replace the good doctor.

A date with a self-absorbed jerk that goes awry for Jessamy somehow ends with her in Griffin’s arms. Will the changes he’s made be enough this time, or will secrets tear them apart?

 

 

 

 Excerpt
Chapter 2
Kyla rasped, “I-Is that Griffin petting a dog over there?”
Jessamy shielded her eyes with her hand and peered across the cul-de-sac. If she’d seen it first, she
might have choked on her lemonade, too. Griffin Sanderson was petting the
Fowlers’ dog. “Oh my God, he is!”
“Don’t they have like a gazillion germs or something? And what happened to his glasses?”
“Actually, some would argue that dogs are cleaner than humans. And Griffin got contacts.”
“Finally. You know, Jess, he’s looking kind of good, today. You might want to tap that again since he’s
had a makeover and all.”
Jessamy waved her off. “I couldn’t possibly.”
“Why not? The guy I see over there looks infinitely tappable.” Kyla set her drink on the table and folded her arms.
Jessamy sipped her lemonade. “He may look tappable today, but you didn’t have to experience what I did withhim as his girlfriend for two years. I should’ve called it quits after our Christmas trip to the Poconos, but I had fallen for him, and like so many misinformed women in history before me, I thought I could change him.”
“You’d think you two would’ve been great together, twin OCD and all. And I thought you said the trip to the Poconos was perfect.” Kyla said, air-quoting the word perfect.
“Everything was perfect up until that trip. We had so much in common. We both loved science fiction. We were both G.R.R. Martin geeks who watched the Game of Thrones show together and nitpicked how the show differed from the books. And even though I had the books on my kindle, he gifted me the hardbacks as a three-month anniversary present.” Jessamy smiled at the memory.
“I remember. You two were enough to make regular folks gag.”
“And you and Carter don’t—with your copious PDA?”
Kyla laughed. “But at least we don’t get all aroused over an episode of The Big Bang Theory.”
“Carter likes that show.”
“Not more than he likes me, though.” Kyla actually twirled her hair.
“Is he coming today?”
“Yeah, after he does his Saturday morning nine holes with his boss. Ugh!”
“Good, we’re going to need all the people we can get to eat up all this food.” Jessamy eyed the tables
balefully.
“Look!” Kyla said. “Griffin’s holding the Fowlers’ baby. Now doesn’t that make your ovaries want to explode?”
Jessamy turned her head slowly, knowing the sight would slay her. Griffin never held babies. She took it all in as if in slow motion. Mark was holding their toddler in place as Jenny was cleaning up the sticky Popsicle he was covered in, while Griffin was holding the four-month old. He cradled her a bit nervously at first, then he seemed to get his baby-holding legs under him and finally began to smile and talk to her.  
 
Jessamy and Kyla could hear her baby giggle from where they stood. “Aww!” They said in tandem.

 

 

 

Author Bio

af43a-bevBev Elle the author of sweet and spicy, contemporary romance. A lover of books–many already written, and those she harbors in her very active imagination. Writing is a passion she’s had for many years, but was unable to act upon. Until now. Bev Elle is the mother of three human children and two canines. She is also the lover of one husband 🙂 When Bev isn’t writing in her spare time after work, she is thinking of doing so.

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Bev Elle’s Fly Me To The Moon – #ASMSG #Romance

Ticketing agent Jessamy Taylor has been in a dating slump exacerbated by moving her sickly mother into her home. The truth is she’s never gotten over the quirky Dr. Griffin Sanderson whose Obsessive Compulsive Disorder drives her crazy, despite his excellent bedside manner.
Fly Me To The Moon is a love song covered by many, the most memorable being Frank Sinatra. Griffin whistles this tune incessantly, but that’s just one of the many odd quirks Jessamy Taylor either loves or hates about him. Since their ill-fated love affair two years prior, she’s found no one to replace the good doctor. A date with a self-absorbed jerk that goes awry for Jessamy somehow ends with her in Griffin’s arms. Will the changes he’s made be enough this time, or will secrets tear them apart?
Kyla rasped, “I-Is that Griffin petting a dog over there?”
>Jessamy shielded her eyes with her hand and peered across the cul-de-sac. If she’d seen it first, she might have choked on her lemonade, too. Griffin Sanderson was petting the Fowlers’ dog.
“Oh my God, he is!”
“Don’t they have like a gazillion germs or something? And what happened to his glasses?”
“Actually, some would argue that dogs are cleaner than humans. And Griffin got contacts.”
“Finally. You know, Jess, he’s looking kind of good, today. You might want to tap that again since he’s had a makeover and all.”
Jessamy waved her off. “I couldn’t possibly.”
“Why not? The guy I see over there looks infinitely tappable.” Kyla set her drink on the table and folded her arms.
Jessamy sipped her lemonade. “He may look tappable today, but you didn’t have to experience what I did with him as his girlfriend for two years. I should’ve called it quits after our Christmas trip to the Poconos, but I had fallen for him, and like so many misinformed women in history before me, I thought I could change him.”
“You’d think you two would’ve been great together, twin OCD and all. And I thought you said the trip to the Poconos was perfect.” Kyla said, air-quoting the word perfect.
“Everything was perfect up until that trip. We had so much in common. We both loved science fiction. We were both G.R.R. Martin geeks who watched the Game of Thrones show together and nitpicked how the show differed from the books. And even though I had the books on my kindle, he gifted me the hardbacks as a three-month anniversary present.” Jessamy smiled at the memory.
“I remember. You two were enough to make regular folks gag.”
“And you and Carter don’t—with your copious PDA?”
Kyla laughed. “But at least we don’t get all aroused over an episode of The Big Bang Theory.”
“Carter likes that show.”
“Not more than he likes me, though.” Kyla actually twirled her hair.
“Is he coming today?”
“Yeah, after he does his Saturday morning nine holes with his boss. Ugh!”
“Good, we’re going to need all the people we can get to eat up all this food.” Jessamy eyed the tables balefully.
“Look!” Kyla said. “Griffin’s holding the Fowlers’ baby. Now doesn’t that make your ovaries want to explode?”
Jessamy turned her head slowly, knowing the sight would slay her. Griffin never held babies. She took it all in as if in slow motion. Mark was holding their
toddler in place as Jenny was cleaning up the sticky Popsicle he was covered
in, while Griffin was holding the four-month old. He cradled her a bit nervously at first, then he seemed to get his baby-holding legs under him and finally began to smile and talk to her.

Jessamy and Kyla could hear her baby giggle from where they stood. “Aww!” They said in tandem.

Bev Elle is the author of sweet and spicy, contemporary romance. She’s a lover of books – those already written, and those she harbors in her very active imagination. Writing is a passion she’s had for many years, but was unable to act upon. Until now. Bev Elle is the mother of three human children and two canines. She is also the lover of one husband. When Bev isn’t writing in her spare time after work, she is thinking of doing so.

PULSE POINT ~ February 1 – 7, 2015 ~ #ASMSG #BoxedSet #Romance

Book & Author Details:
Pulse Point Anthology
Publication Date:February 1st 2015
Genres: Adult, Romance, Erotic Romance, Suspense, New Adult, Alpha Male, Rock Star, Millionaire, Cowboy
Nine authors, nine arresting storiesto keep your blood pumping
Nine Authors, nine stories and over nineteen hundred pages of romance come together in this anthology to raise awareness and benefit the American Heart Association. Heart disease is the No. 1 killer of women. Help us make a difference. Go Red and Speak Red. All proceeds of this anthology will go to the American Heart Association – Go Red for Women campaign.
Authors include:
Elizabeth Miller * Phalla S. Rios * Bev Elle
Lisa M. Harley * M. Stratton  * B.L. Mooney * Vanessa Marie
Nicole Andrews Moore * Lisa N. Paul

 

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Midnight by Elizabeth Miller

 

One destined meeting. It alters journalist, Charlise “Charlie” Carter’s course. When asked to work on a Republican candidate’s campaign, she’s unprepared for the intense reaction she has toward the young, handsome presidential hopeful, Colin McKenna. Unable to resist Charlie’s allure, McKenna succumbs to his desire and they find themselves exploring a passionate, physical relationship that is soon tested by not only their own secrets, but his political advisers.

EXCERPT 

“So good. It’s too good . . .” he mumbles against my mouth. And it is. So intense and so good my toes curl as I wrap my legs around his backside. I’m close to overwhelmed, the feel of him buried in me, knowing I’m really here in this moment, and his voice whispering in my ear to hold on, don’t hold back, give me everything . . . I almost can’t hold on, falling deeply into every sensation and losing myself in them.

I’ve never done this with someone and felt connected in every possible way, not just physically, but emotionally. A rush, a warmth spreads out from my chest at the realization that this is my beginning—a spring in the middle of winter, the ending of a chapter and the start of another, with Colin as the central character. Right here, in his bed, clarity reigns as his mouth claims mine again, teasing out a moan so he can claim that too. He owns me. I would give him anything. Take it, take all of me, take everything and anything. And he does, wringing out every ounce of pleasure. He knows where to touch, how to extract the smallest whimper and the largest groan. I could never tire of being with him, with him over me and in me, pushing, pulling, driving and devouring until the ache becomes a need. A need so intense and all consuming, I begin taking from him. Calling out unabashedly to move faster, go deeper, push harder. Don’t stop, never stop, never stop making me feel this good and needy and so, so full. Please, I beg. Pleading with him, pleading for I don’t know what . . .

Pushing off of his shoulders, I fall to the bed and he follows, his head dipping to my nipple. Taking me into his mouth, he teases with his tongue and bites down, hard, only releasing me when I gasp and clutch his hair. But I don’t pull him away; I hold him in place. I want more. He does it again and this time I go a little wild, raking my fingers down his back and bucking my hips up to meet the increased pace of his.

Everything he’s doing is magnified in the pulse between my thighs. It started as a slow flutter when he first entered me, but it’s built into a steady cadence. I focus on the feeling of him. I’m climbing high, fast, and he’s coming with me. Throwing my head back, I relish in our connection, kneading my fingers into his back, his muscles flexing with control as he pushes me to a place I’ve never known, didn’t know existed.

I can see the moment when he loses it, loses himself as I have done. Gone is the controlled restraint and in its place is a wild abandon. Giving in to my demands, his hips thrust with a determined pace, driving forward, pushing harder until each strike elicits a guttural grunt from him and an exacting cry from me. Sweat pebbles on his brow, beading and rolling, dropping to my chest where it slides between my breasts. I watch, fascinated, as his eyes follow it down and the black of his pupils blur into the blue with a need so powerful it would scare me if I didn’t feel the exact same way.

My mouth finds his, licking and sucking and tasting. Who am I, but a needy, hungry woman begging for the only thing that can save me? Colin. Only him, it will always only be him. I give myself fully, joining him in the freedom to feel beyond good, beyond words.

“Don’t let me fall.” Sudden panic overtakes me as my body threatens to tumble from a cliff.

“I’ve got you, baby,” he whispers. “We’re going to fall together. Come with me.” The whisper turns to a demand, forcing me to hold on and together, we dive head first into an abyss of pleasure so deep and plentiful we drown in it, breathe it, and live through it.

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Not at First by Phalla S. Rios

 

Falling for two men at the same time was something Angel Mabbott never expected to happen. Leaving a past full of pain and loss in California, Angel is determined to make something of her life when she starts college in Minneapolis. But life takes a turn when she finds herself torn between Kevin and Roman.

 

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Commitment to Love by Bev Elle
A preacher’s daughter is torn between passion and her faith convictions when she meets a handsome police officer who is a womanizing commitment-phobe with abandonment issues.

EXCERPT, Chapter 1, Commitment to Love

Alaina finally opened the door to acknowledge the policeman. She prepared herself mentally for the drill she’d perfected with Officer Padgett, but was surprised as he removed his cap, to see a much younger officer. In fact, this man was gorgeous. Had she taken a better look earlier, she might have hurried her Gigi off the phone sooner.

“Officer—” She eyed his nametag: N. Heath Stanton and wondered why he chose to conceal his first name. “—Stanton, how may I help you?” She registered bold sea-green eyes that regarded her with either intense interest or curiosity. She couldn’t decide which. Alaina also noted with a mental fist pump, the absence of a wedding ring.

He was about a foot taller than her five foot four-inch frame, sans the ambitious heels she wore. While not rock-star thin, she thought she spied sinewy muscle definition under his uniform blues. A shock of haphazard dark brown hair no longer hidden by the cap adorned his head.

“I’m Officer Heath Stanton, TPD. I’m looking for the director of the center.” He lacked the southern drawl she expected, his sexy voice more of a mid-western twang. He couldn’t be more than a few years older than her twenty-three, but his demeanor was all business at the moment.

 “That would be me. Alaina Parker.” She offered a hand and they shared a firm shake.

The touch of his skin made her face grow warm. She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes. A visit from a police officer other than Padgett, their liaison, could only mean one thing.  “What? Do I have another delinquent in TPD’s custody?” she asked.

”No, ma’am. I just wanted to come by and introduce myself. Captain Harrison assigned me to cover the property and surrounding community as the new liaison. Officer Padgett was reassigned.”

Alaina’s expression exhibited mild surprise. Her complaints had finally been taken seriously. She stepped aside and motioned for him to come in.

“Thanks, ma’am.”

“Unless protocol requires such decorum, please, call me Alaina. My grandmother is the only woman in my family who answers to Ma’am.” Alaina shook her head and grinned wider, shifting her weight onto one hip.

Officer Stanton loosened up a bit. “I’ll call you Alaina if you’ll call me Heath.”

His sun-kissed skin made him look almost angelic as he stood there, now giving her the once-over as well. All she knew is he had all the goods to replace that nameless, faceless dream man who seduced her in her sleep on a regular basis the past few weeks.

“All right, Heath and Alaina it is when the children aren’t around. If they learned our given names our authority would be thoroughly undermined.”

“We wouldn’t want that.”

“You have no idea how happy I am to see Officer Padgett replaced.” She lowered her voice in a conspiratorial fashion even though they were the only two people in the room. “That man was beyond non-responsive.”

“Since this is now my assignment, you can be sure I’ll be responsive.” Her candor may have been off-putting, as she noted an inflection in his tone.

Alaina was pleased her directness hadn’t rattled him—much. Something in his bearing clued her in that he could be former military. Although she was not usually attracted to uniforms like many of her girlfriends, she found herself drawn to Officer Stanton’s brooding good looks.

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One Hot Summer by Lisa M. Hurley

 

“Whatever you say, Mrs. Mason. It won’t happen again.” He mumbled under his breath, “Until you ask for it.” AnaBelle Mason is a lonely widow trying to run the farm her husband left her. Tray Thompson is a college student majoring in beer and girls. Will One Hot Summer together change their lives forever?
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Fade to Black by M. Stratton

 

She was a single mother, happy running her gallery, he was a famous movie star who never wanted to get married. Neither can deny the instant attraction. Neither knew there was an ex-lover who’d do anything to make sure they stayed apart.
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Striving for Perfection by B.L. Mooney

 

She thinks perfection is a gimmick. He thinks it’s an illusion. Can they get past each other’s imperfections to make it work?
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Heartless by Vanessa Marie

 

Charlie has good reasons for keeping her bruised, damaged heart to herself, but Sam will do whatever it takes to break down her walls and force his way in. Until they discover that their relationship is off limits. Will Charlie deny her own happiness to protect everything her teacher has worked for? In a broken heartbeat.
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Stormy Surrender
by Nicole Andrews Moore

 

Joe Masters, a fiery ginger, had a smile that could charm the pants off of any woman he met. Marti Whitaker was recently burned by a charming man. Their romance promised to be stormy unless one or both would simply surrender.
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Storm Front by Lisa N. Paul

 

Love knows no bounds when two people are destined to be together. One fights to maintain the distance; while the other battles to close the gap. Will Ashley Kynde and Ryan Baker move forward together or will they finally close the last remaining door to their past?


Connect with Lisa N. Paul

PULSE POINT Anthology – #ASMSG #BoxedSet #Romance

 

 Authors

Elizabeth Miller ❤ Phalla S. Rios ❤ Bev Elle

Lisa M. Harley ❤ M. Stratton B.L. MooneyVanessa Marie

Nicole Andrews Moore ❤ Lisa N. Paul

Title: Pulse Point Anthology
Authors: Various
Release Date: February 1, 2015
Nine authors, nine arresting stories to keep your blood pumping
Nine Authors, nine stories and over nineteen hundred pages of romance come together in this anthology to raise awareness and benefit the American Heart Association.

 

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Midnight by Elizabeth Miller

 

One destined meeting. It alters journalist, Charlise “Charlie” Carter’s course. When asked to work on a Republican candidate’s campaign, she’s unprepared for the intense reaction she has toward the young, handsome presidential hopeful, Colin McKenna. Unable to resist Charlie’s allure, McKenna succumbs to his desire and they find themselves exploring a passionate, physical relationship that is soon tested by not only their own secrets, but his political advisers.

 

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Not at First by Phalla S. Rios

 

Falling for two men at the same time was something Angel Mabbott never expected to happen. Leaving a past full of pain and loss in California, Angel is determined to make something of her life when she starts college in Minneapolis. But life takes a turn when she finds herself torn between Kevin and Roman.

 

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Commitment to Love by Bev Elle
A preacher’s daughter is torn between passion and her faith convictions when she meets a handsome police officer who is a womanizing commitment-phobe with abandonment issues.
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One Hot Summer by Lisa M. Hurley

 

“Whatever you say, Mrs. Mason. It won’t happen again.” He mumbled under his breath, “Until you ask for it.” AnaBelle Mason is a lonely widow trying to run the farm her husband left her. Tray Thompson is a college student majoring in beer and girls. Will One Hot Summer together change their lives forever?
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Fade to Black by M. Stratton

 

She was a single mother, happy running her gallery, he was a famous movie star who never wanted to get married. Neither can deny the instant attraction. Neither knew there was an ex-lover who’d do anything to make sure they stayed apart.
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Striving for Perfection by B.L. Mooney

 

She thinks perfection is a gimmick. He thinks it’s an illusion. Can they get past each other’s imperfections to make it work?
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Heartless by Vanessa Marie

 

Charlie has good reasons for keeping her bruised, damaged heart to herself, but Sam will do whatever it takes to break down her walls and force his way in. Until they discover that their relationship is off limits. Will Charlie deny her own happiness to protect everything her teacher has worked for? In a broken heartbeat.
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Stormy Surrender
by Nicole Andrews Moore

 

Joe Masters, a fiery ginger, had a smile that could charm the pants off of any woman he met. Marti Whitaker was recently burned by a charming man. Their romance promised to be stormy unless one or both would simply surrender.
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Storm Front by Lisa N. Paul

 

Love knows no bounds when two people are destined to be together. One fights to maintain the distance; while the other battles to close the gap. Will Ashley Kynde and Ryan Baker move forward together or will they finally close the last remaining door to their past?


Connect with Lisa N. Paul

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Midnight by Elizabeth Miller: One destined meeting. It alters journalist, Charlise “Charlie” Carter’s course. When asked to work on a Republican candidate’s campaign, she’s unprepared for the intense reaction she has toward the young, handsome presidential hopeful, Colin McKenna. Unable to resist Charlie’s allure, McKenna succumbs to his desire and they find themselves exploring a passionate, physical relationship that is soon tested by not only their own secrets, but his political advisers.

Not at First by Phalla S. Rios: Falling for two men at the same time was something Angel Mabbott never expected to happen. Leaving a past full of pain and loss in California, Angel is determined to make something of her life when she starts college in Minneapolis. But life takes a turn when she finds herself torn between Kevin and Roman.

One Hot Summer by Lisa M. Harley: “Whatever you say, Mrs. Mason. It won’t happen again.” He mumbled under his breath, “Until you ask for it.” AnaBelle Mason is a lonely widow trying to run the farm her husband left her. Tray Thompson is a college student majoring in beer and girls. Will One Hot Summer together change their lives forever?

Fade to Black by M. Stratton: She was a single mother, happy running her gallery, he was a famous movie star who never wanted to get married. Neither can deny the instant attraction. Neither knew there was an ex-lover who’d do anything to make sure they stayed apart.

Striving for Perfection by B.L. Mooney: She thinks perfection is a gimmick. He thinks it’s an illusion. Can they get past each other’s imperfections to make it work?

Heartless by Vanessa Marie: Charlie has good reasons for keeping her bruised, damaged heart to herself, but Sam will do whatever it takes to break down her walls and force his way in. Until they discover that their relationship is off limits. Will Charlie deny her own happiness to protect everything her teacher has worked for? In a broken heartbeat.

Stormy Surrender by Nicole Andrews Moore: Joe Masters, a fiery ginger, had a smile that could charm the pants off of any woman he met. Marti Whitaker was recently burned by a charming man. Their romance promised to be stormy unless one or both would simply surrender.

Storm Front by Lisa N. Paul: Love knows no bounds when two people are destined to be together. One fights to maintain the distance; while the other battles to close the gap. Will Ashley Kynde and Ryan Baker move forward together or will they finally close the last remaining door to their past?

Commitment to Love by Bev Elle: A preacher’s daughter is torn between passion and her faith convictions when she meets a handsome police officer who is a womanizing commitment-phobe with abandonment issues.

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COMMITMENT TO LOVE

Commitment to Love is my offering in the PULSE POINT Anthology. The following is an excerpt from Chapter 4:

Alaina finally opened the door to acknowledge the policeman. She prepared herself mentally for the drill she’d perfected with Officer Padgett, but was surprised as he removed his cap, to see a much younger officer. In fact, this man was gorgeous. Had she taken a better look earlier, she might have hurried her Gigi off the phone sooner.

“Officer—” She eyed his nametag: N. Heath Stanton and wondered why he chose to conceal his first name. “—Stanton, how may I help you?” She registered bold sea-green eyes that regarded her with either intense interest or curiosity. She couldn’t decide which. Alaina also noted with a mental fist pump, the absence of a wedding ring.

He was about a foot taller than her five foot four-inch frame, sans the ambitious heels she wore. While not rock-star thin, she thought she spied sinewy muscle definition under his uniform blues. A shock of haphazard dark brown hair no longer hidden by the cap adorned his head.

“I’m Officer Heath Stanton, TPD. I’m looking for the director of the center.” He lacked the southern drawl she expected, his sexy voice more of a mid-western twang. He couldn’t be more than a few years older than her twenty-three, but his demeanor was all business at the moment.

“That would be me. Alaina Parker.” She offered a hand and they shared a firm shake.

The touch of his skin made her face grow warm. She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes. A visit from a police officer other than Padgett, their liaison, could only mean one thing.  “What? Do I have another delinquent in TPD’s custody?” she asked.

”No, ma’am. I just wanted to come by and introduce myself. Captain Harrison assigned me to cover the property and surrounding community as the new liaison. Officer Padgett was reassigned.”

Alaina’s expression exhibited mild surprise. Her complaints had finally been taken seriously. She stepped aside and motioned for him to come in.

“Thanks, ma’am.”

“Unless protocol requires such decorum, please, call me Alaina. My grandmother is the only woman in my family who answers to Ma’am.” Alaina shook her head and grinned wider, shifting her weight onto one hip.

Officer Stanton loosened up a bit. “I’ll call you Alaina if you’ll call me Heath.”

His sun-kissed skin made him look almost angelic as he stood there, now giving her the once-over as well. All she knew is he had all the goods to replace that nameless, faceless dream man who seduced her in her sleep on a regular basis the past few weeks.

“All right, Heath and Alaina it is when the children aren’t around. If they learned our given names our authority would be thoroughly undermined.”

“We wouldn’t want that.”

“You have no idea how happy I am to see Officer Padgett replaced.” She lowered her voice in a conspiratorial fashion even though they were the only two people in the room. “That man was beyond non-responsive.”

“Since this is now my assignment, you can be sure I’ll be responsive.” Her candor may have been off-putting, as she noted an inflection in his tone.

Alaina was pleased her directness hadn’t rattled him—much. Something in his bearing clued her in that he could be former military. Although she was not usually attracted to uniforms like many of her girlfriends, she found herself drawn to Officer Stanton’s brooding good looks.

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Obsidian Faith

by Bev Elle
Publication Date: 4 December 2014
Genres: Contemporary, Romance

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NOT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS HAS TO STAY THERE

I have been excited to bring this story to readers in its expanded form since its debut as a Novella in The Obsidian Collection (now out of print)Those who read it as a part of the collection will be surprised at how much richer and fuller the story is as a standalone.

New readers will likewise enjoy the story in its present form; because who doesn’t love a slightly forbidden romance between surrogate siblings?

Follow Trevor Kyle and Shanice Bailey as they go from orphans to beloved children of two very close foster families. Mourn with them as they mourn, and fall in love with them as they fall in love. And finally, cheer for them as they thwart the villain’s diabolical plans.

This story is set in Sin City, but not everything that happens in Vegas has to stay there. Obsidian Faith debuts TODAY!

Synopsis

They were the most unlikely pair to fall in love. . .

A golden boy with a dark past. A bi-racial girl with epic faith. These two weren’t supposed to survive the system, sketchy origins and all.
Trevor Kyle has loved Shanice Bailey forever—from the time they both landed in the Baptist Children’s Home until they were young adults raised by adoptive families that had no resemblance to the worlds from which they came. Trevor has always been her protector and champion even when he was busy pushing her away for her own good.

Shanice has always taken her faith in Trevor seriously. Her childhood oath is strengthened when she learns the true meaning of family. But After Trevor’s adoptive parents die tragically and his bachelor uncle takes him in, she finds that the boy she’s always looked up to has changed, and not for the better. Yet, she can’t bring herself to forget him as her pure childhood love for him blossoms into something more.

The most generous heart and truest faith does not travel an easy path. Just when Trevor thinks he’s found a way to keep his promise to be with Shanice forever, a specter from the past threatens their future plans.

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EXCERPT, Chapter 12, Obsidian Faith

“You want to be a doctor?” Trevor said.

“No, a nurse. I want to help people get over drug addiction and stuff, but I don’t want to go to school for all the years it takes to be a doctor.”

“That’s cool. Just don’t fall for some doctor and forget about me,” he teased.

“I’d never forget you, Trevor,” she said. “And I’ll never fall for some doctor.”

“How do you know?” he said. “You’ll go off to college and I’ll be as good as forgotten.”

“You’ll forget me first,” she said. “You already have. You’re the one who’s taking Emily Winters to the prom and everything.”

“It’s just another rite of passage.”

“A what?”

“It’s one of those things you’re expected to do at certain ages that transition you from one stage in life to another.”

“Oh, well. I’m not passing any rites with anyone but you,” She said.

“You’re too young to say that, Shanice. You’ve got a lot of growing up to do.”

“So do you.” She protested, just as he expected her to.

“Yeah, but I’m closer to twenty-one than you are, and I’ll be going off to college in a couple of years.”

“I know, but I won’t forget you,” Shanice said with conviction.

“How do you know this?” Trevor asked.

“Because I’m going to be like Amy March in Little Women.”

“Never heard of it,” Trevor said.

“Probably because boys think it’s stupid. But there is a Little Men, and Jo’s Boys and they’re about orphans and stuff. Anyway, they’re classics. Mom read the books when she was about my age, so she gave them to me for Christmas.”

“What does this have to do with you not forgetting me?”

“You’ll have to read Little Women to find out,” she said cryptically.

About Bev Elle

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Bev Elle the author of sweet and spicy, contemporary romance. A lover of books–many already written, and those she harbors in her very active imagination. Writing is a passion she’s had for many years, but was unable to act upon. Until now. Bev Elle is the mother of three human children and two canines. She is also the lover of one husband 🙂 When Bev isn’t writing in her spare time after work, she is thinking of doing so.

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Noah Fox’s life is changing. Ever since he was hit in the head by a pitch, nothing has been the same. Fighting daily headaches and the growing fear that his baseball career is over, Noah goes in search of the woman who once loved and left him.

BUT HE REFUSES TO STOP SWINGING.

What he finds in the tiny town of Sand Point is nothing he could have ever expected. A trained chef and a certified “foodie,” Maggie May King has been perfectly content to devote the last three years of her life to running her baby, the Sand Point Café. Noah’s never met anyone less awed by his good looks or his celebrity, and even though she’s the last person he should be befriending, he finds himself seduced by Maggie’s sweetness and her even sweeter orange rolls.


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When I published The Lucky Charm, all I had of Getting Lucky was the setup of Noah Fox’s injury and a wild, crazy idea that maybe the last person he should be interested turns out to be the ONLY person he’s interested in.

What can I say? Apparently I love making things difficult for myself.

By the way, that will totally be written on my tombstone: “Beth: making things difficult for herself since 1984.”

I also made the crazy, ambitious choice to try to write this book in four months. Yes, I know some people write like four books in four months. Unfortunately I own this whole other business and I don’t think my clients would have been very happy if I disappeared into my writing cave. I don’t think my fiance would be very happy either.

I’ve talked about some of the struggles I had writing The Lucky Charm, which in all its iterations took me about 2 and a half years to finish. So four months was pretty ambitious. My worst fear was getting to the end of the draft and realizing it all had to be different.

But guess what! You learn so much writing your first book. So many, many things to avoid. So many things you keep saying to yourself, “I wish I’d done this differently.” Getting Lucky was my opportunity to make good on the learning experience, and this book practically wrote itself.

Noah was so fun to delve into–a little bit more melancholy at first than he was in The Lucky Charm–and Maggie May was a breath of fresh air. I didn’t actually end up putting this in the book, but Maggie May’s mom is definitely a huge Rod Stewart fan, and yes, that is where she got her name!


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Noah Fox was practically holding a press conference in her Café. Apparently word had spread overnight that a famous baseball player had arrived in Sand Point and this was apparently the most exciting thing anyone had experienced in years, because the awed expressions on everyone’s faces was just plain sickening.

Unsurprisingly, he was eating up the attention, smiling and laughing like he was just like them, but he wasn’t, Maggie inwardly raged. She stomped right up to his stupid, hot self and poked him hard in the arm. She resolutely ignored how firm and muscley his biceps felt.

“I hear you’d like to talk to me,” she said when he turned to her.

“Oh, Maggie. Just the woman I wanted to see,” he said with so much transparent delight she wanted to smack it right off that ridiculously handsome face. No man should look that good, she thought rebelliously, it was unfair to the rest of the mortal world.

“My office,” she spit out, and walked off, weaving between the tables and slack-jawed customers, not even bothering to glance behind to see if he’d followed her.

He was in Tabitha’s thrall, and Maggie was apparently the only way he could find her; of course he’d follow.

They reached the office and she gestured him inside and shut the door behind her. It was only at that moment, looking up at him, thinking, god, he’s so tall, that she realized she’d made a slight miscalculation.

The office was so small, there was barely room for her desk and a single chair, with the built-in shelves towering over her desk, but Noah was definitely not a small guy. He filled the open space so completely, Maggie pressed her back to the door and still felt nearly overwhelmed by his over-sized presence.

Shit.

But she couldn’t back down now by opening the door and moving this meeting to another location. That would be tantamount to admitting he got to her and he really didn’t. She wasn’t as weak-willed and superficial as the rest of Sand Point—or her sister—was.

“You have time to talk to Tabitha last night?” Noah asked with nearly as much transparent eagerness as Hannah had displayed earlier.

Maggie shook her head sharply. She really didn’t want to go into why she’d been so distracted either. Even though this Noah Fox presented himself as everyone’s super genial friend, he was still a complete stranger.

“Oh,” Noah replied, ducking his head down low, a faint flush of embarrassment on his cheeks, and for the second time, she saw the depth of the darkness in his eyes. And didn’t it intrigue her more this time than it did before? Maggie cut off that thinking hard and sharp. She was not going to forget what Hannah had said before she’d been forced to interrupt her search for a repair.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing,” Maggie said more than a little testily. “Or what you’re saying.”

His disarming smile was practically a master class in innocent charm. When he folded those muscled arms against his firm chest, she had to remind herself yet again that he was a huge jerk.

“I don’t appreciate you going around talking about me that way,” Maggie repeated. “We’re not involved. You’re here to find Tabitha.”

His white teeth flashed against that tan skin again. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Maggie’s temper roiled. This was probably how he lived his whole stupid, privileged life—going around doing whatever the hell he wanted, and blasting women with that goddamn smile when his trail got too messy and he had to clean up a bit. “Buddy,” she bit off, “you do not want to fuck around with me today. It’s been a spectacularly awful twenty four hours, and I really can’t take your bullshit right now. So cut the crap and stop making people think I’m why you’re here.”

“What’s happened? I hope it wasn’t me that made things tough on you.” He had the nerve to look genuinely concerned.

Maggie grimaced. “Hardly. You’re not so high on my priority list that you showing up in my town ruins my life. If we want to start with this morning, my exhaust fan wouldn’t turn on and Cal, who could normally fix it in a heartbeat, won’t answer his phone because he’s probably mad at me. And now I’m going to have to spend money I don’t have on a repair.”

She hated the sympathy in his stupid face. “I could take a look at it for you,” he offered and it was such a nice thought she actually stopped herself from rolling her eyes again. She could be difficult sometimes, but she prided herself on not being an ungrateful bitch.

“That’s really not necessary. You wouldn’t know what to look for.”

Noah shoved his hands in his pockets and Maggie resolutely ignored the way the muscles and tendons of his arms flexed at the movement. “I’m actually pretty handy with stuff like that,” he said softly and so unassumingly she never would have guessed he was the same show-off who’d dealt out smiles and genial handshakes in the dining room only five minutes ago.

It was proof of just how close Maggie was to the end of her rope that she considered the idea. It wasn’t like he could do much harm, right? He’d really only be marking time until Cal decided to stop pouting.

“Sure, why not,” she finally said, leaving out her silent assumption that he couldn’t break it worse than it was already broken.

“And, for the record,” he said genially, “I never told Hannah anything. She made her own assumptions.”

Maggie suddenly remembered she was supposed to be furious with him. The ability to disarm women was probably another one of the many tricks he had up his sleeve. “Hannah isn’t prone to vast exaggeration,” Maggie insisted, “some exaggeration, yes, but not making up stories out of thin air.”

In the approximately fifteen minutes they’d spent in each other’s company, she’d never seen him look uncomfortable, but he did now. “I might have hinted a little,” he allowed. “But she was so. . .determined to flirt. And I don’t do that.”

“Anymore,” Maggie added helpfully.

He shot her a look like she was crazy, and it was a testament to how bizarre the last day had been that Maggie actually preferred that look to the panty-melting smile he usually employed.

“I mean,” she added, “that you don’t do that anymore.”

He was beginning to look downright disgruntled and Maggie was secretly—or maybe not so secretly—thrilled at this. He was cute mad. Maybe even cuter than when he was trying to be so hot all the time. “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” he practically grunted.

“You said you don’t do that. But look at you.” She gestured absently in his general direction but she’d forgotten how cramped the office was, and her fingers brushed the soft fabric of his t-shirt and the firm stomach muscles beneath it. Snatching back her hand, she glanced up at him, ready to apologize for nearly groping him, but the sudden heat in his eyes caught her off-guard.

Maggie knew she should reach behind her, open the door and stop this conversation right now. She didn’t, though, and the only reason she could figure was it had been so long since a guy looked at her with that soft, almost reluctant attraction, even though she knew he was only looking because she faintly resembled her elder sister. She’d needed something all day to cleanse her palate of Cal’s ridiculous flirting, and Noah seemed made-to-order.

“Look at me?” he asked. “What about you? Are you so ugly that nobody could ever imagine you flirting?”

Maggie knew she wasn’t ugly. She also wasn’t her sister. “Hardly.”

“Hardly,” he chuckled, “Not quite how I’d put it, but I guess that works.”

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NOT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS HAS TO STAY THERE

I have been excited to bring this story to readers in its expanded form since its debut as a Novella in The Obsidian Collection (now out of print)Those who read it as a part of the collection will be surprised at how much richer and fuller the story is as a standalone.

New readers will likewise enjoy the story in its present form; because who doesn’t love a slightly forbidden romance between surrogate siblings?

Follow Trevor Kyle and Shanice Bailey as they go from orphans to beloved children of two very close foster families. Mourn with them as they mourn, and fall in love with them as they fall in love. And finally, cheer for them as they thwart the villain’s diabolical plans.

This story is set in Sin City, but not everything that happens in Vegas has to stay there. Obsidian Faith debuts on December 4, 2014!

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They were the most unlikely pair to fall in love. . .

A golden boy with a dark past. A bi-racial girl with epic faith. These two weren’t supposed to survive the system, sketchy origins and all.

Trevor Kyle has loved Shanice Bailey forever—from the time they both landed in the Baptist Children’s Home until they were young adults raised by adoptive families that had no resemblance to the worlds from which they came. Trevor has always been her protector and champion even when he was busy pushing her away for her own good.

Shanice has always taken her faith in Trevor seriously. Her childhood oath is strengthened when she learns the true meaning of family. But After Trevor’s adoptive parents die tragically and his bachelor uncle takes him in, she finds that the boy she’s always looked up to has changed, and not for the better. Yet, she can’t bring herself to forget him as her pure childhood love for him blossoms into something more.

The most generous heart and truest faith does not travel an easy path. Just when Trevor thinks he’s found a way to keep his promise to be with Shanice forever, a specter from the past threatens their future plans.

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