Author: Deborah Ann
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Destiny Publishing-Hester
Publication Date: December 20th, 2018
He broke her heart when he left her seven years ago. Now he’s back to reclaim what’s his…
Maddison Cole ~
It’s been seven years since Jaxon Jaimison left town, stole my heart, my friendship and my virginity, and took it with him. Along with our secrets.
Now he’s just waltzed back into my life, swaggering toward me with his cocky attitude.
And damn if he doesn’t look good. Smoldering eyes, sexy smile, and rock hard body made for climbing.
Made for sin.
He’s the one man that sets my insides on fire just by being in the room; just by living and breathing.
The one man I can’t have.
The boy who owns all my firsts.
Now here he is, ambushing me with a grand entrance into our class reunion and introducing himself to everyone as my loving boyfriend, after not so much as a word all these years.
He says I’m his…
Says I always have been…
I’m not so sure about that. Because if that were true, he wouldn’t have left me, just days after taking my virginity…
Jaxon Jaimison ~
I knew Maddison Cole was mine the moment I met her. Didn’t matter that we were only fifteen. When you know, you know.
But then my father turned around and made her my stepsister.
I understand Maddison’s worries, but I’ll never leave her again. And unlike my stepsister, I’m not hung up on the forbidden, taboo nature of a relationship between us, nor do I care what others think. We’re older now, more established, both successful. I’m not taking no for an answer. After all, I packed up my broken heart seven years ago and left town for a reason, determined on making something of myself, to be the man Maddison deserves.
Maddison thinks it’s just one night, she’ll give in and then I’ll disappear again, but seducing her to my hotel suite reunion night is just the start.
I’m staying, moving back into the bedroom beside hers, and the office beside hers, as co-CEO of the family business, right alongside Maddison, the current CEO…
Jaxon nearly destroyed me last time. I can’t afford for history to repeat itself. Not with the future of our family and the company at risk. I’ll guard my heart and our secrets at all costs…
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~ This book is intended for readers age 18 and above. ~
MaddJax, Book One:
After years of reading with her children and passing on a love for books, Deborah was inspired to write ‘The Destiny Series’. What started out in the beginning, as a celebration of a loving, young, innocent friendship and the affecting separation after a move, spun into a mythical journey of the loving binds of friendship, deep family ties, and an intoxicating fairy tale romance, with the power of love that knows no bounds.
‘Memory Betrayal’& ‘The Deal Series’ followed, with a leap from young adult romance to adult contemporary romance. Deborah writes stories about strong, sassy, smart, confident women and loveable, good-looking, sexy alpha men in a range of heat levels, from sweet to steamy, who always find their happily ever after.
Deborah Ann resides in Northern California with her husband and their college-age daughter and son. And while it can be a balancing act at times, with how busy family life can get, Deborah sneaks in as much time as she can to slip into the lives of her characters, and the magical world in which they live…
MaddJax, Book One:
MaddJax, Book Two:
He stopped in front of me, all cool and calm.
Seriously? I wanted to smack him. And that smug expression behind that sexy smile. As panty dropping as ever.
“Hello, Beautiful,” he spoke in a smooth, velvety tone, taking another step closer and slipping an arm around my waist. His hand touched on the middle of my back as he pulled me to him, his lips brushing a kiss on my cheekbone.
Holy hotness. That hand, touching to the exposed skin on my back, and those lips, touching my cheek, so close, it was hard to breathe. As if a direct current shot through me, a lightning strike, everything inside me coming alive for the first time in seven years. His lips whispered along my cheekbone as he pulled back, blue eyes smoldering, locked on mine.
I was experiencing one of those surreal, this-can’t-be-happening, moments.
Jaxon Jaimison, in the flesh…as I live and breathe.
MaddJax, Copyright © 2018 by Deborah Ann All Rights Reserved.