Blurb
After an ugly past forced Hunter Connolly to escape to
Europe, the talented hockey player is back in North America and determined to
land a position with a professional team. But he can’t hide from his past
forever, especially when his beautiful classmate, Chelsea, forces him to
reexamine his life. Soon, hockey is not his first priority anymore.
Chelsea Henderson is a bright co-ed working towards
her dream of being a professional dancer. She forms a unique friendship with
one of her father’s newest recruits and would love nothing more than to take it
to the next level. However, there’s just one small problem. He doesn’t know
she’s his coach’s daughter.
Amid the deceptions, danger lurks closer than they
could ever imagine. Will fate contrive to rip the young lovers apart? Or will
Hunter and Chelsea have their shot at love?
Excerpt
"Come
on in." Hunter called from his spot sprawled on the floor in front of his
sofa.
Chelsea
walked into the living room. "Hey."
He nodded,
grabbed the remote and muted the television.
Chelsea
spun a kitchen chair around and sat on it. "Okay, the silence's killing
me. I'll start with some lame conversation and you just leap in. How was the
bio midterm?"
"Passed
it. Should write all my exams with a hangover."
She tapped
her fingernail on her thigh. "Guess that was the end of the conversation
starters."
Hunter
levelled a glare at her. "What do you want, Chelsea?"
"I
want you to sound less angry. I want to talk. I'd like to try and explain.
First off, I'm so sorry the cops hauled you in."
"No."
"No?"
Her voice squeaked.
"Todd
was stalking you. The cops had no idea if it was him or me. And from the
questions asked, I'd say some pretty weird things'd been happening."
She
shuddered. "I kept thinking I was being paranoid or something. But that's
not why I'm here."
Hunter
slammed a fist on the carpet. "I damn near slept with the coach's
daughter! Why the hell didn't you tell me?"
Chelsea
watched the tiredness in his eyes shift to rage. "Because...
because...."
"I
wouldn't date you if I knew who you were."
"Yea
and that's not fair." She sat up taller and matched her gaze with his.
"It's not my fault your coach is my dad."
Hunter
closed his eyes and sighed. "I don't know what to do, Chelsea. My head
hurts too damn much to think."
"Damn
it, Hunter, I really like you. I don't want to lose you as a friend. I don't
want to lose us."
"I
don't know if there's going to be an us anymore." He rubbed his temples.
Chelsea
sat behind him on the sofa, slipped her hands under his and began massaging his
head.
Hunter
pushed her hands away. Although it hurt him to say it, he said, "Go home,
Chels. I need time to think."
He refused
to look at her. He couldn't. He knew he'd give in, wrap his arms around her and
beg her to stay.
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A Bit about Victoria Adams
I live in Ontario, Canada with my husband and pets. Daughter's
grown up and is now teaching. I like to garden, cook and study Raqs Sharqi
(Egyptian belly dance). I've been writing since I was little. Being an only
child, long car rides were filled with making up stories in my head about the
people I saw out the car window. I wrote my first full manuscript in 10th
grade. When my daughter was younger, I made up stories that she suggested. I'd
say – Once upon a time there was a…. She'd shout an answer – chicken! And the
story went from there. Great creativity exercise as it turns out. Now, my
writing style has taken a split to contemporary romance for adults and
contemporary romance for new adults.
Circles
Trilogy is my first series.
Print – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/circles-interlocked-victoria-adams/1113052929?ean=9781475268928
(Books 1
and 2 will be out in paperback in the not too distant future.)
Where to
find me
I'd love
to hear from my fans. It helps to connect with what my readers what to read.
Wow, what at book,
Anita
Thank you for letting me stop by and take over your blog.
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