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Her Choice

Anne Lange

(Family Ties, #1)

Publication date: June 28th 2016

Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

He’s not her father’s pick. But he’s her only option.

Gage Barrett’s goal is to bring one of the biggest crime bosses in the city to his knees. The man runs drugs, extorts money, and has the profits laundered by the pretty Angelena’s father. Gage just has to get close enough to find the evidence he needs to put the guy away for good before another family is forced to live through a pain Gage is all too familiar with.

Angelena Bianco doesn’t understand why her father is so insistent she marry the son of one of his clients. Santo is a thug and she wants nothing to do with him. It will be a cold day in hell before she’ll walk down any aisle to that man. When the day comes for her to get married, it will be to a man of her choosing, not her father’s.

Lena has two months and few options. She needs to find a husband, fast before she’s forced into a situation she can’t live with.

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Authors Note:
While my other books are mostly erotic romance, this one is not. Although, yes, there are a few sex scenes and yes there is coarse language. It is geared toward a mature audience. Her Choice is the first in a Trilogy called Family Ties. Each book is a complete novel, focusing on a different couple who will each have their own HEA or HFN. The main characters will make appearances in the other books. However, there is a story line that traverses all three books and comes to its own conclusion in Book 3. For that reason, these books will be best if read in order. I hope you enjoy my new venture.

EXCERPT:

Gingerly and as graceful as possible in the back of a limo while wearing running gear and stinking like the three miles she’d run, Lena crossed the short space and settled next to Gage. His sheer size and presence overwhelmed her. She quivered in excitement.

She tried to keep as much distance between them as she could. She didn’t want to mess up his uniform. Unfortunately, the bench seat was smaller than the other one and he took up lots of space. No matter how she moved, some part of her left side rubbed against him. And wow, did he smell so much better than her. Whatever scent he wore, she could spend the next hour with her nose wedged into the center of his chest or the curve of his neck. Which only edged the heat surrounding her up higher by a notch, or ten.

Her phone, tucked into her back pocket, rang out a melody indicating she’d just received a text message.

“Ignore it,” Gage murmured. He faced her and stretched one muscular arm along the top of the seat. He twined his fingers through her damp hair.

The play of his fingers created a tingle under her flesh. He was actually making her job easier by making the first move. She would start there. She could do this. She only needed it to be short lived anyway. She didn’t plan to keep him.

With time not on her side, she’d work with what she had. She needed a husband before her father forced her into a marriage she didn’t want. Gage Barrett was the best choice available for the position. Moreover, judging by the expression on his face, the flaring of his nostrils, and the way he kept shifting to get comfortable, the attraction was mutual. But she didn’t want to appear too easy. “I’m not sure this is appropriate.”

“Is the lady of the house lowering herself to play with the driver?”

She winced. “I don’t consider you the hired help, Gage.”

“That’s exactly what I am, Princess.”

She scowled. “I’ve asked you not to call me that.”

He narrowed his eyes, but not before she gasped at the intensity of the interest burning there. “Prove I’m not the just the hired help,” he whispered into the silent interior of the car.

Lena hadn’t realized just how well the car blocked all exterior noise from entering the sanctum of the lush leather and carpeting. A hundred yards away, down the curving driveway, cars zipped by on the street. Each week a landscaping crew mowed the lawn and weeded the gardens, but today wasn’t that day. No staff, no expected deliveries, nobody to question her motives. Other than herself.

He sat there, staring at her. His eyes dark, hungry orbs. He sucked in a breath. So did she, to capture that clean scent of his again. It was like an aphrodisiac. She watched him watching her, as each waited for the other to initiate contact. Her gaze dropped to his lips. His kissable lips. There was a hardness to his jaw, his whole face, but his lips looked soft. Wanting. Tasty.

Lena canted forward, closing the distance between them. He was the one to beckon her over, but he hadn’t attempted to bridge the gap.

She licked her lips and had the satisfaction of seeing his gaze dart to her mouth. She ran her tongue over them again, just to tease. To tempt. His breath fluttered over her eyes, down the curve of her nose, she was that close to him now. She lifted her lashes, and caught him staring at her. She saw her reflection in his pupils.

Shutting her eyes, she summoned her courage and removed the last remaining space between them. She pressed her lips to his.

Author Bio:

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Shoes are my addiction, but books are my passion. I grew up with a love for reading. I read constantly. Probably too much some days. I read many genres of romance, but prefer to write sexy stories. I try to add some humor, and certainly my stories come with a side of those sinful pleasures your mom never told you about. Oh, and always a happily ever after.

I juggle a full time job and a family. Not always successfully. Clean house? Who needs one? And what's wrong with cereal for dinner? I live in Ontario, Canada with my wonderfully supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too fast, and Rocky the bearded dragon.

Plenty of ideas are rolling around in my head all the time. So I can't wait to write that next story.

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Release Day - The Final Quarter (A New League, Book 2) by Anne Lange

 

 

A quarterback facing the end of his career must come to peace with his past, and accept his present, before he can move on with his future.

Mitch Ryland accomplished what his father said he never would—he made something of himself.

When his wife suggests she’d like to start a family, Mitch is thrown for a loop. He’s never told her about his life before he ended up with his foster parents or his plans never to become a father. So when he’s taken out of the game, his failings from the past come back to haunt him, and Mitch blames his injury on his loss of focus. He’s unprepared for his career as a professional quarterback to be over. Nor is he ready to tell his wife about why football is so important to him. He’d rather put emotional and physical distance between them and focus on getting back in the game.

Serena Ryland has dreamed of becoming a mother. But when she mentions the idea to her husband, he freezes her out and she has no idea why. She’s worried that if they don’t start talking soon, she’ll lose him forever. When he refuses to come home to mend from an injury, she takes matters into her own hands, determined to spend more time with him, hoping to reignite the romance in their relationship. But she’s unprepared for the things she learns on this trip. Her husband has been carrying a few secrets that just might change the outlook of their future.

Reader Advisory: This book contains oral sex in a public environment and light bondage.

Publisher's note: This book is part of a series but can be read as a standalone title.

 

Mitch sighed and shifted in his chair. The knee he could handle. Bruised and sore, he’d limp for a few days, but it was his shoulder he worried about most. This was the third time he’d dislocated it. The first official time the team doctor knew about. His fingers itched to massage the joint, but he didn’t dare. No way in hell would he show any sign of weakness. The one thing his father and grandfather had drilled into him from a young age. A lesson he’d learned well. “It’s more than just a simple sprain or a bad bruise, Mitch, and you know it. This is potentially career ending, especially if you don’t do as I’ve instructed. You need to rest it. Whatever you’ve been doing to keep this from us isn’t helping. Today’s proof of that. And it’s not going to get better until you do something about it. And you can’t do something about it until you’re not on the field every day.” Noah took a deep breath, his expression full of compassion. “Apply ice to reduce the swelling three times a day for fifteen to twenty minutes. That shoulder needs to be kept stable. We need the swelling to go down so we can take a good look at it. I want you to wear an arm sling for the next three weeks. “I’ve scheduled an appointment for you three days from now then we’ll have a better idea what we’re dealing with. You’ll probably need to go through some therapy regardless of whether you end up heading down the surgery path or not. With some rest, maybe some therapy, and a light training regiment, we’ll see if there’s been any change.” Panic swept through Mitch. He clenched his hands into fists on his thighs. “And if it doesn’t get better?” “We’ll discuss that when the time comes.” Mitch, well aware of the consequences, filled in the blanks. Surgery. Rehab. Months off the field. If he ended this season on the injury reserve list for next season, he’d miss training camp and wouldn’t be allowed to practice or play until the doctor cleared him. And if he did practice and aggravated the injury, or possibly made it worse, he’d be out for the rest of that season. Or longer. On top of that, he’d have to deal with his standings. Out of play meant his rating would be affected and his stats would tank—and not only his. The team would take a hit as well. He’d disappoint the fans. He’d disappoint his friends and family. He might never be the same afterward. He’d end up a nobody. Just like he’d been told. His football career may already be at the top of the spiral, just waiting for that push to send him off the edge and into the vortex. He’d always compared his life to a house of cards. Painstaking to build, easy to destroy. The king sits perched at the top, but then one slip, one tiny tug or poke on one of those cards and the whole thing would come tumbling down. A tremor now rocked the house beneath his feet.

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Shoes are her addiction, but books are her passion.  Anne Lange grew up with a love for reading. If you take a close look, she’s got either a book, her Kindle or her Kobo nearby at all times. You know, just in case there’s time to sneak in a chapter or ten.  Anne reads many genres of romance, but prefers to write sexy stories, often with a dash of humor, and usually with a side of those sinful pleasures your mom never told you about.  And always with a happily ever after. While embarking on this wild journey of becoming a romance author, Anne juggles a full time job and a family. Though not always successfully. Who needs a clean house every day?  And what’s wrong with cereal for dinner? She lives in Ontario, Canada with her wonderfully supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too fast, and the family pets, Rocky the bearded dragon and Lily the chocolate lab.

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