A detective is about to take down a kindergarten teacher, one dirty word at a time...
All Falls Down Series (Standalone)
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 1st, 2016
Ivy Kendall's only plan for
her life was to teach, but then it all fell apart...
When Rory Clark disappears from UCLA after a lengthy online relationship with a "catfish" pretending to be Ivy, the sassy former model turned kindergarten teacher is forced to dive headfirst into the mystery in order to clear her name. The catfishing phenomenon meets good, old-fashioned police work when Cameron Lewis, a bossy San Francisco detective with a dominant streak, offers to help her uncover the awful truth about her stolen identity and Rory's disappearance.
They've barely scratched the surface when Ivy is charged with a murder she swears she didn't commit.
As the evidence against her piles up and the intense attraction between her and Cameron deepens, Ivy wants nothing more than to lean on the tattooed detective. He's already seen her at her worse. Now she has to find the courage to trust him with her heart. But how can she when she's terrified doing so will ruin his career?
Her greatest fear becomes reality when the ugly truth is revealed and their lives come tumbling down around them.
Betrayed by the one person she never suspected, Ivy makes a reckless decision that puts her in the sights of a murderer and jeopardizes Cameron's career. He will do whatever it takes to save the woman he loves...even if that means becoming a killer himself.
Will he be able to reach her before it's too late, or will Rory's catfish take more than just one life?
All Over You is a completely standalone sister novel to the All Falls Down duo, intended for readers aged 18 and over.
"Morning,"
Detective Lewis says, leaning against the doorjamb with a cup of coffee in each
hand and a smirk on his face. He's dressed casually today, in jeans and a dark
t-shirt. His tattoos once again peek from beneath his sleeves. He's foregone
shaving. The scruff on his face makes him even hotter than usual. He's all
rough and rugged, and what is he doing here?
"What
are you doing here?"
He throws
his head back and laughs at me, the wicked sound making my belly flip.
His laugh
is incredible.
Before I
can decide if I'm offended he's laughing at me, confused that he's here, or
happy to see him again, he straightens up and holds out a cup of coffee like a
peace offering.
"Wasn't
sure how you take it," he says, his hungry gaze running up and down my
body. Desire flares in his eyes as he takes in my tank top and tiny shorts,
turning them that same dark, stormy gray from yesterday. "But I'm thinking
you got about as much sleep as I did last night, so it's strong."
I take the
proffered coffee, gaping at him.
"You
gonna invite me in?" He cocks a brow at me, smirking again.
"Didn't
think I needed to," I grumble, lifting the cup to my nose and inhaling the
rich scent. "You didn't wait around for an invite yesterday."
He narrows
his eyes on me, clearly not amused by the sarcastic edge to my comment, but I'm
not nearly awake enough to heed the warning inherent in that look.
"Sure,
Detective Lewis," I enthuse loudly, holding the door open wide for him and
rolling my eyes. "Come on in."
He steps
inside, crowding me even though there's plenty of room for him to go around me.
My nipples immediately pucker as his scent wraps around me. God, why does he
have to smell so divine? I can't deal with him smelling that good this early in
the morning, especially not with those tattoos on display.
He crowds
closer, until he's right up in my personal space, his breath washing across the
side of my neck. "Dreamed about that smart mouth all night," he
mutters right beside my ear. "So don't fuck with me if you don't want me
giving you something to fill it with, kitten."
Jesus. That mouth. That filthy, sexy mouth.
A shiver
rolls down my spine, and a little whimper escapes my lips.
He hums as
if he's satisfied by my reaction and steps away, giving me room to pull the
door closed. I take a moment to turn the deadbolt, trying to marshal my
thoughts before I face him again.
What is he
doing here?
And why is
he so fascinated with my mouth and filling it?
Ayden also writes Young and New Adult fantasy under the penname A.K. Morgen.
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