Author: E.L. Loraine
Genre: Mystery, Urban, Contemporary Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb:Jeremy is the guy Jillian thought didnât exist. Heâs smart, fun, handsome and employed. He has nightmares, but so does she. When Jeremyâs nightmare comes to Washington DC, he has to tell Jillian the truth; heâs spent his entire adult life looking for the homegrown terrorists hidden among us.uâll be on the edge of your seat as Jillian, Olivia and their friends frantically join to help him solve the mystery: what are the Sleepers planning and how can they stop them from destroying the country.
I grew up in a small northern Minnesotan town married my high school sweetheart, had two beautiful children and as soon as we could we moved to a warmer climate. I have worked with my husband building and decorating custom homes for years. After loving every kind of vampire book, movie and series I decided that I wanted to know more. I can write a book I thought, how hard can that be? Well.... But I stuck to it and finished my first book Royal Blood Chronicles Book One in August 2009. I now have six books in the series and am about to release book two of my new series Phantom Lives. My parents always told me that I could do anything that I wanted, work hard, study and do it right. I believe that and live that way every day.
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The good Senator focused more attention to Jillianâs breasts than her face and Jeremy found his cavalier treatment of her angered him more than he wanted to admit.
It was obvious to Jeremy that Jillian had also noticed the Senatorâs roving eyes, because her eyes narrowed fractionally, but she only smiled.
âI look forward to it.â
They watched him stride away to engage yet another young woman.
âHow can you stand this?â Jeremy whispered and then took a large drink of champagne.
Jillian scanned the room. âItâs all part of the game.â
âWell then I officially hate this game. Think youâll have to sleep with him to get what you want?â he said with a side glance.
Jillian grinned. âProbably,â she said and took a sip of her drink.
âIf you do, you better get things in writing first. Youâd most likely kill him in the process.â