Fate
Book
by
Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
New
Adult Romance
Categories:
Action/Adventure, Comedy,
Mystery/Thriller
Publisher:
Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Release
Date: August 15, 2013
Heat
Level: Steamy
Length:
60,000
Available
at:
Amazon (Print):
http://www.amazon.com/Fate-Book-New-Adult-Novel/dp/1490995935/
Description:
Dakota
Dane is about to tell a lie she’ll wish she hadn’t. Because her
lie is dangerous, sexy, and just showed up on campus, angry as hell
and looking for her...
Ugly
duckling Dakota Dane has a new boyfriend. He’s male-model gorgeous,
built to perfection, wealthy, and smart. He is also a lie. As in,
100% fabricated. Does it matter that Dakota has a perfectly good
reason for making him up? Not really. Not when Dakota’s made-up
boyfriend shows up on campus in the flesh.
So
is she crazy? All signs point to maybe. But the walking, talking
enigma with the deadly vibe isn’t about to give her any answers or
let her out of his sight. And with college just around the corner,
Dakota fears her dreams of a bright future have just collided with a
dark rabbit hole…
Warning: This title is
intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual
situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to
some readers.
Excerpt:
Lord. Whoever had been on
the other end of that phone was coming to my room. I had to get out
of there. Because as much as I loved believing in miracles, those
didn’t exist, which meant this guy was some psychopathic stalker,
some frigging lunatic who’d convinced everyone he was my boyfriend.
I slipped from the covers
and immediately had to brace myself on the edge of the hospital bed.
My head pulsed with painful, dizzying jabs. I slowly stood upright
and willed myself steady. My ribs and hip were sore, but I’d
survive. That was, if I got the heck out there.
I blew out a breath and
wobbled to the clear plastic bag hanging on the wall with my
belongings. I had to find my mother. I had to warn her. What if this
guy showed up and tried something?
I slipped on my jeans,
sweatshirt, and sneakers, not bothering with the other stuff. I
grabbed my phone and purse and tiptoed to the door.
I poked my head out,
hoping to spot my mother doing rounds, but instead I saw—
The breath whooshed from
my lungs. Santiago?
Cue slow motion and
avalanche of conflicting, irrational thoughts accompanied by an
imminent panic attack.
My stomach and heart
squeezed into a brick and then dropped through the center of my body.
Lord, help me.
Because the man I’d
invented—correction—the gorgeous man I’d stolen a
picture of, stood twenty feet away, speaking to my mother, wearing
low-slung faded jeans and a fitted white, button-down shirt.
I stared in wonderment
while my eyes infused with his image and branded itself on my brain.
He was lust, rock star, tough guy, jock, Prince Charming, and misfit
rolled into one dangerous, rugged, well-groomed package. He sent my
female brain into a tailspin.
I’ve lost my mind.
That gorgeous man is not standing there. That’s not possible!
I willed my heavy feet to
move, but my eyes remained glued to him. He was tall—around six
three or six four—and, just like in his photo, built like a lean,
mean predatory animal with broad shoulders and
powerful-looking…everything. Especially those arms. And those legs.
And those…yep. Everything. To boot, he stood with the sort
of confidence that gave me the distinct impression he really might be
deadly. And ate his meat raw. Possibly still squealing.
Santiago, who towered
over my mother, leaned down and hugged her. Then my mother said
something, and they laughed like old friends.
What? He hugged my
mother? What was happening? Did she know him? Was the universe
punishing me for lying? If it was, it was totally working. I’d
never, ever lie again.
About
the Author:
Before taking up a permanent residence in the
San Francisco Bay Area, New York
Times and
USA Today
Bestselling Author Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
spent time living near NYC (became a shopaholic), in Mexico City
(developed a taste for very spicy food), and Arizona (now hates
jumping chollas but pines for sherbet sunsets). Her love of
pre-Hispanic culture, big cities, and romance inspires her to write
when she’s not busy with kids, hubby, work, and life…or getting
sucked into a juicy novel. Or hosting the Man Candy Show on
Radioslot.com! (Be very afraid!). She hopes that someday, leather
pants for men will make a big comeback and that her writing might
make you laugh (or give you a mini-vacay) when you need it most.
Connect with Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Website -
http://www.mimijean.net
Twitter -
https://twitter.com/MimiJeanRomance
Facebook -
https://www.facebook.com/MimiJeanPamfiloff
Man Candy Show -
http://www.radioslot.com/show/man-candy-show
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