Wrecked in Love
Book One
by Roxanna Cross
Date of Publication:
August 19th 2016
Publisher: Extasy
Books
Cover Artist: Valerie
Tibbs
Genre: BDSM, Erotic
Romance, Mystery, Paranormal
BLURB
Josephine Herveaux is haunted with guilt over
the death of her cousin. The traumatic event from her youth left an empty void
she has tried to run from for the past twenty years.
Derek Owens has fought to come to terms with
the love triangle from his youth. An OCD Dom, the only place he feels in
control is in the safe room he has constructed to deal with his turbulent
emotions. The slim thread is shattered when Josephine returns to town.
The past brings Josephine and Derek together
once again, but the ghost of Josephine’s cousin refuses to remain quiet. Can
Josephine and Derek come to terms with her cousin’s death, or will the ghostly
voice in her head drive her to insanity?
A compelling story that will leave you
craving more answers….
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Josephine stood caught in one of those
moments—the ones that sent her heart running a marathon and her sanity flying
out the window. Why else would she have been driven to her knees with fright
not from nearly being crushed to death by a two ton truck, but by the man
jumping out of its cab? Derek Owens. Oh my.
Worse, she found herself staring back
at him just as hard as he seemed to stare at her. Her gaze got lost in the dark
amber pools. Golden sparks flared near the irises. Sweet Jesus, not even five
minutes back in town. Technically, not even in town yet, and she’d managed to
make him mad. Furious, even. Her teeth sank down on her lower lip. Guess I
pushed his buttons.
“Do you have a death a wish?” he
roared.
His voice, deep and rich, resonated in
parts of her that had been left dormant for far too long, jostling her system
in an unexpected way. Goosebumps formed under her skin. Bubbles of lava danced
on her spine. The contrast between the creeping cold and invading heat felt
disconcerting.
“C’mon Jo, don’t you remember what I
always told you about this damn curve? You can’t just stop in the middle of it
like that. Christ, I could have killed you!”
“You’re such a pompous ass idiot
sometimes! Of course I know the damn road. You know what, Derek, you’re
absolutely right. I planned for this, for my car to break down at the worst
possible spot in the blind curve. Oh, I also planned for your truck to come
barreling down and come crashing into me. That’s right, I planned it all. As my
welcome back to town party—Right!”Jo rolled her eyes skyward and huffed aloud
to let out the steam of frustration this man always seemed to evoke inside of
her.
Some things never changed.
* * * *
Derek’s fingers twitched. He wanted to
march up to her, take her over his knee and teach her the lesson she richly
deserved. No female challenged him. He ruled. No one talked back to him. How
dare she?
Pure lust gnawed his insides raw. He
admired her strength, her spirit. It drove him wild the way she ran her mouth.
As much as he wanted to spank her for it, it stirred up old tendrils of… could
that be… friendship?
“Damn Jo, I am sorry. Of course you
didn’t mean for your car to break down here of all places. It’s just…” his
voice trailed off.
“It’s just you acted like a big jerk
and put your foot in your mouth like you always do.” She put her fist on her
curvy waist and cocked her eyebrow up at him, challenging him.
Every hair on his body stood on edge.
His jaw locked. Damn, she knew how to push his buttons. And here he’d done for
her something he never did—apologize. He’d actually said those words to her, I
am sorry, and she’d called him a jerk. The bitter taste in his mouth reminded
him why he never did this.
The need to dominate grew inside.
This, however, was definitely not the right time or place. The only way he
could gain control would be by towing her car to her summer house and getting
her out of the road and out of his way—at least for tonight.
“Just get in the truck, Jo! I’ll get
the damn cables and tow you up the rest of the way,” he snapped.
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Candlelight
Roxanna Cross
Mesmerized
Eyes
caught
By the
dancing flame
Of the
giant sized candle
Burning
this Yule night
Its
orange flame like a beacon
Its
bright blue pillar, a spear of hope
And the
evergreens all around, sign of new beginnings
Blessed
it be to all under the Yule candle’s light
Author Info
Roxanna is a mother of three teenage girls, a
wife and she juggles a full time career all the while living in two worlds.
Being a writer, a dreamer, a drifter gives her an outlet to calm the voices in
her head. Her quirky, sarcastic sense of humor and easygoing, non-judgmental
temperament shines through on the page, a knack that until a few years ago she
wouldn’t let herself claim. When an editor selected her short story “Belted In”
for Best Bondage Erotica 2014, then it hit her like a ton of bricks—she’d done
it. Earned the title she coveted for so long, author. And it’s one she
cherishes.
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