Series: Fearsome #2
on April 7th 2014
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*This is a stand-alone sequel to Fearsome. No cliffhanger!Dylan Blackard is back in town and certain everyone knows his secrets.Putting away his notorious reputation as the wild guy with a womanizing past, he’s now on a new path, wanting to be the good guy his brother can stop worrying over. As long as he gives up his old vices—including women—he can keep himself on the straight and narrow and finally live up to everyone’s expectations.
However, obsessing about his lack of self-control is making Dylan one humorless, cranky hermit. That all changes, though, when his brother hires a new employee, the stunning Emma Keller, who will be sharing an office with him and all of his tightly wound nerves.
Emma, a spunky young woman from New Jersey, isn’t about to feel sorry for Dylan and his situation. She is beyond distracting to him, and that is enough to turn his emotional balancing act upside down. Not only is she intelligent, and a smart aleck, she’s also very determined to pull the sexy Dylan Blackard out of his self-imposed isolation.
From the moment he meets her, he feels alive again, but Emma doesn’t come as a gift with a pretty bow; she comes with major baggage—a family embedded in its own tumultuous history.
Will Emma be the tipping point that causes Dylan to regress into his past destructive behaviors…or will he actually pursue her for keeps?
*Due to adult language and sexual content, this New Adult Contemporary Romance is intended for readers over the age of 18.
My seething anger is only gratified by the fact that I can out-power this dick. He’s a fucking bloody mess, pinned against the ground in his shredded designer suit. Emma is still pleading for us to stop, but her words are drowned out by the rage screaming in my brain.
When I think I have this guy where I want him, I realize my ribs are killing me and my mouth is throbbing where the blood runs out of my cut, swollen lip. I turn to look for Emma. After all, she has to be on my side here; I am only protecting her from an asshole that keeps dragging her back into his fucked up world.
When I turn to speak to her, however, she’s gone.
“Get the fuck off me now,” Robert hisses.
I push myself off his back and look around frantically again for Emma. I can’t fucking believe my shitty luck. As I spot her, Cooper is ushering her onto the back of his Harley. She is wearing his helmet and her red dress is hiked up so she can straddle his bike.
“What the fuck?” I shout as I take off running towards them. I watch as they peal out on 77th Street and head towards Columbus Avenue.
I make it to the curb, looking up and down the busy street, panicking even more when I can’t spot them. My head is spinning with how I can get to Emma. Why the hell is Cooper even here? And how did he and Robert both happen to show up at the same time? I check back to where I’ve left Robert sprawled on the grass, but he’s gone.
And Emma’s gone with Cooper.
I don’t have a car here, and our hotel is about fifty blocks south of this place. I don’t know if she’s going there or someplace else with Cooper. Panic and anxiety are strangling me.
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