“In the back of my mind, a thought whispers through – surely, after the week I’ve had, fate wouldn’t be that cruel to me. Would it?” Famous last words. -Lucy Steele
All Lucy Steele wants is one night out to drink and forget the train wreck happening in her life. A hot stranger promises to distract her from her troubles, and she takes him up on his offer. However, one spectacular night turns her entire life upside down when her mystery lover turns out to be a close associate of her family. To avoid more drama, Lucy runs from her new lover and tries to put the night behind her while she works on improving her life.
Blake David can’t believe the gorgeous woman he let flee is his best friend’s niece. When he can’t forget Lucy, he decides to pursue her, but a misunderstanding causes him to walk away.
Blake and Lucy soon realize their powerful feelings aren’t temporary, but while they have been fighting their feelings for each other, fate has stepped in and changed the game.
Fate drops a bombshell on Blake that changes everything but is it too late to mend fences with Lucy?
This is the story of Blake David and Lucy Steele. They are characters introduced in Lukas’ Angel (Ryan Family Book 1). Each book in the series is a standalone, and you do not have to read the first book to understand this book, but it will enhance your enjoyment.
Targeted Age Group:: Adult Audiences only
Heat/Violence Level: Heat Level 4 – R Rated
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Reading romance books was always my way to escape the chaos of everyday life. I have had a passion for writing since grade school but up to now have only written short pieces required for school and college and technical articles needed for business. I finally decided to take my love of romance books and my writing ability and combine them. I actually wrote most of Drew's Undoing always intending for it to be the second book in The Ryan Family Series but the idea for Blake's Bombshell came to me and I ended up finishing Blake's Bombshell first. Drew's Undoing is almost finished and will be published soon.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I have had so many characters floating around in my mind throughout the years, but I decided for my first book, I would write about the two main characters who I thought would begin my book series best. I also introduced several family members who will be the main characters in upcoming books. I plan several more books that will follow these family members over several years. The one night stand between the main characters in this book leads to the arranged marriage of the two main characters in the first book of the series. I wrote both stories with enough details from each that it is possible to read the books independently and not miss any of the story, but they are better if you read them in order.
I push my way past the loud, obnoxious group of drunk assholes blocking the entrance of the Salty Shore Bar on a busy Friday night. The place is wall to wall with people wanting to get an early start on enjoying their weekend. On one side of the bar, a large group of businessmen has taken over the entire area by the pool tables and are celebrating loudly while a couple of women try desperately to get their attention. A circular shaped dance floor bordered by floor-to-ceiling speakers encompasses the entire other side of the bar. The tooth jarring beat from the speakers bounces off of every corner of the darkened space and the dance floor is packed with sweaty, grinding bodies as well as several desperate looking people attempting to find someone to take home for the night. I notice almost every asshole in the bar watching a beautiful girl sitting alone in the last booth at the back of the bar, downing shot after shot of cheap booze. She stands out with her designer clothes and perfectly styled hair. Based on all the desperate, hungry looks coming from the assholes throughout the bar, I realize it won't be too long before one of these fuckers tries to take advantage of such an easy target. The second I see her, I understand why all the attention is on her. My heart starts beating loudly in my chest, and I have the urge to mess up her perfect hair while I'm fucking the hell out of her. My protective instincts go into overdrive, and I feel like I have no control over my body as I make my way over to her. I shove my way through the crowd of partiers and wonder what the fuck is happening to me? How can I want to not only fuck her but also keep her without even meeting her first? I prowl over to her table and slide in next to her to block all the other douchebags from eyeing the object of my intense desire. I then pick up one of the shots, throw it back, and say, "You know someone who weighs one hundred pounds shouldn't drink ten shots of whiskey. You're going to be drunk on your ass and puking, sweetheart." "I'm actually one hundred and five pounds and can hold my liquor. Thank you very much, Mr. Asshole. And I never said you could have one of my shots. Those shots are eleven dollars each, so you owe me," she sasses. I watch as her small pink tongue licks the inside of the glass before she throws back another drink. She's the most beautiful vision I've ever seen, and I'm fucking losing my mind over her. I have the overwhelming urge to throw her ass over my shoulder and carry her out of this overcrowded bar in order to have her all to myself. "I don't think five pounds is going to make that much difference, sweets. And I was doing you a favor taking one of your shots, that shit is awful," I retort before I get up and push my way through to the bar where I wait until I can get a bartender's attention so I can settle her tab. By the time I get back to the table, some slimy asshole has decided to make a play for my girl. I outweigh him by at least fifty pounds, and I tower over the little bastard. The stupid fucker turns and scampers back into the crowd after I grab him by the back of the neck and threaten to break both of his legs if he bothers the gorgeous girl again. This girl is already turning me into a caveman, I don't want any other man within breathing range of her. "You didn't have to pay for all of them. Look, I want to forget this day, no actually, this week ever happened. My life has gone to shit, and I have no idea how I'm going to fix it. I want just one carefree night, so please leave me and my shots alone," my sad girl finishes on a slur before she rolls her eyes and goes back to her row of drinks. "I have a better idea. Before you get too drunk, why don't we get out of here, and I'll get us a room in the hotel across the street. I promise I can distract you much better than the booze." She studies me intently, weighing my offer and trying to decide if I'm worth her time. As she thinks things over, her eyes travel up and down my body several times. Finally, she grabs my hand and drags me from the bar. We walk in silence to the hotel across the street, and she waits in the empty lobby for me to get the room. I keep looking behind me to make sure she hasn't changed her mind and run out the door. My brave little doll appears to be as anxious for me as I am for her if the way she keeps staring at the front of my jeans is any indication.
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