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Brightwater Book Two
BEST WORST MISTAKE
Brightwater #3
Lia Riley
Releasing Oct 20th, 2015
Avon Impulse
The
third sexy and emotional novel in debut Avon author Lia Riley’s Brightwater
series set in the mountains of Northern California
third sexy and emotional novel in debut Avon author Lia Riley’s Brightwater
series set in the mountains of Northern California
Sometimes
the worst mistakes turn out to be the best…
the worst mistakes turn out to be the best…
Smoke jumper Wilder Kane once
reveled in the rush from putting out dangerous wildfires. But after a tragic
accident, he’s cut himself off from the world, refusing to leave his isolated
cabin. When a headstrong beauty bursts in, Wilder finds himself craving the
fire she ignites in him, but letting anyone near his darkness would be a
mistake.
reveled in the rush from putting out dangerous wildfires. But after a tragic
accident, he’s cut himself off from the world, refusing to leave his isolated
cabin. When a headstrong beauty bursts in, Wilder finds himself craving the
fire she ignites in him, but letting anyone near his darkness would be a
mistake.
After her Hollywood life went up in
smoke, Quinn Higsby decided to leave Tinseltown behind and returned to
Brightwater to care for her ailing father. Spending her days in a small
bookstore, her peaceful existence is up-ended by a fascinating but damaged man.
Quinn is determined to not to be scared off by Wilder, not once she’s
experienced the heat of his passions.
smoke, Quinn Higsby decided to leave Tinseltown behind and returned to
Brightwater to care for her ailing father. Spending her days in a small
bookstore, her peaceful existence is up-ended by a fascinating but damaged man.
Quinn is determined to not to be scared off by Wilder, not once she’s
experienced the heat of his passions.
But when an arsonist targets the
community and Wilder is accused, he must confront the ghosts of his past. Will
his desire for Quinn flameout or will he be able to tame the wildness inside
and rekindle a hope for their future?
Damn,
this was a mistake. He wasn’t good with people. Didn’t like people. Didn’t need
people.
community and Wilder is accused, he must confront the ghosts of his past. Will
his desire for Quinn flameout or will he be able to tame the wildness inside
and rekindle a hope for their future?
Excerpt:
It had been a while since he’d been in the company of any
woman who wasn’t a medical professional or intimately involved with his
brothers. Also, as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he had a type and this
forward, strong-looking woman fit it right down to that thick wavy brown hair
pulled back at the nape of her long sexy neck.
Necks were underrated female geography. He loved how they
tasted when he kissed them there, how they smelled as he nuzzled.
Equally fascinating was her lush mouth, how the corner
remained quirked on one side despite the natural pout, as if in perpetual
secret amusement.
This woman was bright, spunky, and happy, despite her
father’s miserable situation. His heart sank. He had nothing to offer someone
like her, not when his whole world had burned to a cinder.
He shook himself inwardly, not moving a muscle. No point
succumbing to the ugly truth, however true.
Maybe he could pretend to be a
normal guy for the night. Normal except for the scars, the missing leg, and the
fact he hadn’t spoken to a living soul since Sawyer dropped off his groceries
six days ago, and was tongue-tied around strangers at the best of times.
Shit.
What would Archer do? His younger brother was good with
people, especially the ladies. He’d navigate this situation like a pro.
She gave him a tentative smile, probably because he was
staring at her like a loon.
Compliments. Women
like compliments.
“Your teeth are real white,” Wilder blurted. Goddamn it, the
words hung over them like a comic strip balloon. He wished for a string to grab
on to, so he could stuff the idiocy back into his mouth, swallow it down.
“Excuse me?” Her shoulders jerked as her lips clamped,
clearly not anticipating the awkward flattery.
At least he hadn’t said how much he liked her neck. Yet.
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Lia Riley writes offbeat New Adult and Contemporary Adult romance. After studying at the University of
Montana-Missoula, she scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. She counts shooting vodka with a Ukranian mechanic in Antarctica, sipping yerba mate with gauchos in Chile and swilling XXXX with stationhands in Outback Australia among her accomplishments. A British literature fanatic at heart, Lia considers Mr. Darcy and Edward Rochester as her fictional boyfriends. Her very patient husband doesn't mind. Much. When not torturing heroes (because c'mon, who doesn't love a good tortured hero?), Lia herds unruly chickens, camps, beach combs, daydreams about future books, wades through a mile-high TBR pile and schemes yet another trip. Right now, Icelandic hot springs and Scottish castles sound mighty fine.
Montana-Missoula, she scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. She counts shooting vodka with a Ukranian mechanic in Antarctica, sipping yerba mate with gauchos in Chile and swilling XXXX with stationhands in Outback Australia among her accomplishments. A British literature fanatic at heart, Lia considers Mr. Darcy and Edward Rochester as her fictional boyfriends. Her very patient husband doesn't mind. Much. When not torturing heroes (because c'mon, who doesn't love a good tortured hero?), Lia herds unruly chickens, camps, beach combs, daydreams about future books, wades through a mile-high TBR pile and schemes yet another trip. Right now, Icelandic hot springs and Scottish castles sound mighty fine.
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