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Book: Deacon: (Starkis Family #1)
Author: Cheryl Douglas
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis
When Deacon Starkis sets his sights on the
gorgeous young model gracing the pages of his glossy catalogue, he knows he has
to have her. One problem. She’s not available. But that won’t stop Deacon. He’s a
man used to getting what he wants and he wants
Mia.
Mia is stunned when she receives an email
from the elusive billionaire who owns the lingerie company she models for. He
tells her he’s intrigued. He’s not the only one. But she knows she’d be a fool to
throw away an eight year relationship for a brief affair with the head honcho. He
doesn’t do relationships and she doesn’t do casual sex. It seems they’re at an
impasse.
Who will come out on top in this battle of
wills? The dominant one or the woman intent on teaching him the meaning of
submission?
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Author Bio
When one door closes, another one opens. I closed the door to my
business for the last time in 2011, which left me with a decision. What now? Find
another location and move my nutrition business, go to work for someone else,
or take a chance on my dream? I chose the latter and I’ve never looked
back!
I’ve always loved reading and writing, but it wasn’t until I
jumped in with both feet and decided writing would be my career, instead of just
a hobby, that my muse woke up from her deep
slumber.
It was like someone flipped a switch inside my head and stories just
came pouring out. At the end of the day, I would often look at the keyboard and
wonder, ‘Who the heck wrote that? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure it wasn’t
me!’
I don’t write books. I tell stories, or rather, I allow my characters to tell
their stories through me. I’m not a plotter, never have been, never will be. Why?
Because I have no idea how the story will evolve and it’s not my place to
manipulate it. My job is to get to know these characters, figure out what makes
them tick, then follow their journey wherever it takes
me.
When I’m not writing, I’m daydreaming. Thankfully, I have an
understanding husband and son who know I’ll re-join the land of the living just
as soon as my muse decides it’s quitting time. I don’t work for myself. I work for
her. She’s the boss. And I’m okay with that.
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