Title: Never to Hope
Author: Aimie Grey
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis:
As the daughter of addicts, Alissa Ross
is determined to break the cycle for herself and others like her. After years
of following a set of carefully laid plans and working a demeaning job to save
enough money, her lifelong goal of attending law school is almost within reach.
Alissa believed that love was out of the question for her…that is until the day Carter Smith moves in to her apartment building. From their first meeting, there’s an undeniable connection between them, and Alissa slowly begins to trust that it’s okay to hope for happiness in her life. For once everything is looking up, but as she has learned all too well, when something seems too good to be true, it usually is.
Will Alissa be able to trust the man who has everything to gain from destroying the only thing she’s ever wanted, or will she accept it is better never to hope?
Alissa believed that love was out of the question for her…that is until the day Carter Smith moves in to her apartment building. From their first meeting, there’s an undeniable connection between them, and Alissa slowly begins to trust that it’s okay to hope for happiness in her life. For once everything is looking up, but as she has learned all too well, when something seems too good to be true, it usually is.
Will Alissa be able to trust the man who has everything to gain from destroying the only thing she’s ever wanted, or will she accept it is better never to hope?
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Excerpt:
The cold tile floor on which I sat sent chills through
the thin material of my robe to my nearly bare skin, and the cinderblock walls
holding me upright were as unforgiving as my conscience. My body was tucked
tightly into the corner, and my knees were covered with black streaks from
running mascara as I hid my face against them and sobbed.
Over the years my body had been at the mercy of
what others wanted, but I had survived, and I’d taken back control over what
happened to me. For the first time, I’d used my body to benefit myself instead
of my family, and the rush felt…good.
The power I’d experienced the first night was an
incredible high—as if I’d given the universe a giant “fuck you”. I couldn’t
quite reconcile the emotional pleasure I felt that night with my painful sexual
history. All I knew was that I got to call the shots. I got to choose who and
what I did. The power was in my hands.
The second night, however, was much harder, and
the third was nearly unbearable…and now here I was huddled in a corner, crying.
I wouldn’t—couldn’t—give up, though.
“Hey, are you all right?” A pair of smooth,
shapely legs came into view when I lifted my watery gaze. “Pretty new here,
huh?”
Nodding, I did my best to dry my cheeks and then
swiped my forearm beneath my runny nose.
“What’s your name?” she asked as she crouched
down to my level.
“Alissa,” I replied quietly.
“No, it’s not,” she said in a firm voice. “Not
here, anyway. The first rule of survival is anonymity.” She paused for a
moment, as if working something out in her mind. “From now on, every time you
step through those doors, your name will be Lisa.”
“Lisa…” I repeated hesitantly, testing the name
on my lips.
“I’m Veronica, by the way, but the clients know
me as Vicki. How did you make out tonight?”
“Not very well,” I admitted. The money was better
than waitressing but nowhere near what I’d been told to expect.
“You’ll need a new look to go with your new name.
I’ve worked here long enough to know what the customers want. My sister owns
the little beauty shop a couple of blocks over on Bridgeview. Meet me there
tomorrow at noon, and we’ll get started.”
“Why are you being so nice to me?”
“Because someone helped me when I was sitting in
that corner. You aren’t the first, and you won’t be the last. Someday, you’ll
have an opportunity to pay it forward.”
Author Bio:
Aimie Grey didn’t read a single book until she
was in her early thirties. One fateful day, her friend decided to put an end to
the madness and shoved a steamy romance novel under Aimie’s nose. After being
forced to read one of “those” scenes, Aimie went home and bought the book, and
the next one, and the one after that. In the two years since, Aimie has read
close to four hundred books. Somewhere along the way, she became frustrated
with reading repetitive stories revolving around the experienced man seducing the
still virginal woman. Aimie decided to take matters into her own hands and
wrote her debut full length erotic romance novel Never to Keep.
In addition to her day job as an IT system administrator, and her new evening gig as a writer, Aimie’s primary role in life is wife and mother. Aimie lives in the Midwest with her husband and two teenage daughters. (Now you know why she needs those books!)
In addition to her day job as an IT system administrator, and her new evening gig as a writer, Aimie’s primary role in life is wife and mother. Aimie lives in the Midwest with her husband and two teenage daughters. (Now you know why she needs those books!)
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