Romance Novels Set In The World Of Business

Reader reviews have been fantastic and always appreciated but I’ve been biting my nails, waiting for the professionals to weigh in on my first novel, Breach Of Trust.

Turns out, I didn’t have to worry.

Coffee Time Romance gave Breach of Trust 4 Cups - An Outstanding Good Read!!
Pretty darn good for my first novel.

Here’s a bit of what Wateena had to say…

“Breach of Trust is story of business deals, trust, betrayal, and love. From the beginning you are pulled in by the tension and chemistry between Phillipe and Anne, and kept turning the pages as things start to heat up between these two. There is never a dull moment, and there are lots of twists and turns that keep the reader really enthused. Hot steamy love scenes only compliment this story like whipped cream on apple pie. An exceptional read.”

For more of the review, please see here.

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Read about Nancy and Ted’s Romance Here.

“You’re sure you’re okay with this?” Anne was having second, third and fourth thoughts about her plan, as they wandered down the residence hallway. It would solve Nancy’s problem but it felt so wrong.

“Relax, Annie.” Ginny laughed. “I’ve played these games for years. You may ignore the mean girls but me, I take them on. Someone has to and I love it.” She straightened.

“If you need to bail…”

Another laugh. “I won’t.”

Oh, to have Ginny’s confidence. Did it come with the beauty? Anne knocked on her own door, giving Fawn some notice, before swinging it open.

There was a toss of long blonde hair, a welcoming smile on a perfectly made up face. “Oh, its you.” That smile faded with Fawn realizing it was only her green haired freak of a roommate standing in the doorway. Then a double look. “You’re wearing makeup.”

“I am.” Even Ginny approved of the woodland fairy look Stanley had given Anne.

“A pathetic attempt at beauty?” A snort. “It didn’t work.  You’d need a lot more than some dollar store eye shadow to accomplish that.”

Ginny sucked in her breath. Anne felt her press against her. She held her back with a slender hand and took a couple hesitant steps inside. “We’re going out tonight.”

“We?” Interest.

“Ted, Nancy, Stanley, Patrick, myself, and…” She stepped aside. “My sister Ginny. Ginny, Fawn. Fawn, Ginny.”

The two gorgeous women stared at each other. Ginny’s face had a fascinatingly cold and haughty expression Anne had never before seen. She looked older, sophisticated, intimidating. A different person entirely. Even Fawn moved back.

“Sorry for the interruption.” Ginny didn’t sound sorry.

“Interruption?”

“From the looks of it, you weren’t expecting visitors.” There was a bored drawl to Ginny’s voice. Ice blue eyes flicked dismissively over the other blonde.

Continue reading July 2nd

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Read about Nancy and Ted’s Romance Here.

“You are not touching my face.”

Anne heard the ruckus as soon as she entered Stanley’s apartment. Actually she could hear it out in the hallway through the paper thin walls.

“I am a professional. I’ve taken courses, Skinny Ginny.” There was a plea in Stanley’s voice. Anne knew Ginny’s face would be hard for him to resist.

“I saw what you did to Annie’s hair.”

“That was hair. This is make up. I can do make up, gorgeous. It is my element.”

“You can do make up. For someone else.” Ginny’s blue eyes lit up. “Here’s Annie. Practice on her.” She dragged her by the arm over to where Stanley had his brushes and vats of make up all set up.

“I…” Anne didn’t want her face done but Ginny’s face was like stone and Stanley’s bottom lip curled into a pout. All the signs of a bad start to the evening. “Oh, okay.” She sighed, settling into the chair. How could this end up any worse than the green hair?

“Oh, goodie.” Stanley clapped, the thundercloud replace by bright sun. “This is a real treat, Annie Bananie. You don’t let me touch your face very often.”

“You let HIM give you makeup tips and not me?” The drama wasn’t yet over.

Anne got up again. “Unless you’d rather?” She waved at the seat.

“No, no.” Ginny conceded. “You go right ahead.” She plunked down in a nearby chair. “Could I suggest moss green eye shadow to go with the hair?”

She was joking, right?

“Ohhh…” Stanley’s mouth rounded. “She could be a woodland fairy.”

Oh, lord, they weren’t.

Continue reading June 25th

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