Book Description
New Adult Contemporary
Date Published: 2/3/13
Secrets...
Evie Sandstrom has always had secrets. She has grown up with them and now they are starting to come back and chip away at her confident facade. Always one for an adventure, she decides to leave after college break and spend the summer in Boston.
The Irish Gangster...
Finn Reilly is not only a bad-boy drug dealer but he is also Evie's first love. When they meet again in Boston, sparks begin to fly and although they share one huge secret that should have destroyed them forever, it unites them at a time when she needs all the help she can get.
The French Model...
Evie's mother, superstar actress Athena Donahue, has remarried to Etienne Fournier, a model who is eighteen years her mother's junior and wants to get to know Evie in more ways than one.
Once Athena drags her daughter back to L.A. under dubious circumstances, she is within the sights of Etienne yet out of the sights of Finn. Can they resolve their differences and will true love prevail or will life get in the way and spoil their chances of happiness?
Book Excerpt
Evie Sandstrom has always had secrets. She has grown up with them and now they are starting to come back and chip away at her confident facade. Always one for an adventure, she decides to leave after college break and spend the summer in Boston.
The Irish Gangster...
Finn Reilly is not only a bad-boy drug dealer but he is also Evie's first love. When they meet again in Boston, sparks begin to fly and although they share one huge secret that should have destroyed them forever, it unites them at a time when she needs all the help she can get.
The French Model...
Evie's mother, superstar actress Athena Donahue, has remarried to Etienne Fournier, a model who is eighteen years her mother's junior and wants to get to know Evie in more ways than one.
Once Athena drags her daughter back to L.A. under dubious circumstances, she is within the sights of Etienne yet out of the sights of Finn. Can they resolve their differences and will true love prevail or will life get in the way and spoil their chances of happiness?
Book Excerpt
My flight to Boston from Seattle-Tacoma
International Airport went off without a hitch and I arrived in the city I’d
called home for the first eight years of my life enthused and giddy despite the
exhaustion that hadn’t set in though I knew it would eventually.
I checked my phone while I waited at the baggage
carousel and wasn’t surprised to find several messages, all but one of them,
from my mother.
“How could you do this to me? Don’t you
understand how embarrassing it all is? None of them give a damn about you and
all they’ll do is ask you for money. I have already contacted your grandparents
and told them to send you away when you show up so don’t expect a warm
welcoming from them. When you come to your senses, call me back and let me know
when I should expect you in L.A.”
I pressed the delete button and listened to the
final message. “Hey, gorgeous, it’s Dylan, your cousin—remember me? I’m not
staying in Dorchester anymore but own a cute little walk-up in the gentrified
area of Charlestown.”
I smiled as I listened to the rest of the
message before he gave me his address and instructed me to call him as soon as
I was on my way. I grabbed the two Hartmann spinners I owned—both hardside to
prevent damage to my precious clothing cargo—and walked out of the airport to
flag a cab down.
It didn’t take me long to find one and I quickly
hopped in before I gave the driver the address, some double-digit numbered
house on School Street and wondered how well I would adjust to my new
surroundings. It didn’t take too long for me to find out when less than forty
minutes later we were pulling up to a swanky single-family, three-story home
painted gray and obviously built within the past ten years. Although it only
had a one car garage, there was obvious a vehicle parked inside and late-model,
pearl white Cadillac Escalade blocking the garage.
I didn’t get the chance to ring the door before
my cousin ran out barefoot in nothing but a pair of black stovepipe jeans and a
matching wife-beater. I threw my arms around his neck as he twirled me around.
“How’s my favorite baby cousin been doin’?”
Dylan exclaimed happily in that thick Bostonian accent of his that was pure
Dorchester even if he was residing in Charlestown now.
“I’m doin’ good,” I replied before I held him at
arm’s length to get a good look at him.
Dylan had always been thin but now he was firmly
a man at twenty-five who obviously lifted weights though he was still lean. His
skin, the color of alabaster, suited his short dark hair and piercing blue-gray
eyes so prevalent in the McKenna clan though they firmly came from my
grandmother’s side of the family. Before Cleona had been a McKenna, she’d been
a Donahue, hence where my mother had gotten her name from. She thought Athena
Donahue would sound better than Athena McKenna and she was right.
My cousin grabbed my suitcases, paid the driver
and we walked inside. The place was complete with blonde hardwood floors and
minimal furniture. There’d obviously been some kind of get-together the night
before because the place smelled heavily of stale beer, marijuana and
cigarettes.
I turned toward Dylan and stared at him as I
cocked my head to the side. “The dope business must be good. How much did a
place like this cost you?”
“Can you believe the yuppie bastards I brought
this place from wanted nearly a mil for it? I was payin’ in cash and they liked
that a hell of a lot better than havin’ to deal with a bank and transferring
mortgages and shit. It allowed ‘em to pay off the mortgage they had and I got
this dope fuckin’ pad away from my parents.”
He walked towards me and I found myself backing
up self-consciously until my back hit a wall. “What are you doin’ here? Your
mother is raisin’ all kinds of stink about you being back here. Hell, even
Patrick and Clara are frightened you’re gonna pay them a visit and take away
their precious bundle. You didn’t come back to do that, did ya?”
I shook my head. “What the hell am I going to do
with a kid? I just couldn’t handle L.A. right now and the first place I thought
about was here. I even transferred to Boston Uni because I didn’t want to stay
in Seattle.”
“Good, just stay away from Fiona and her gang of
friends, including Chloe. If you can manage that then you should be fine. I
don’t want you turnin’ into a skank like my sister, you got that? It’s rough
out here.”
“Well, I wouldn’t know it by the way you’re
flossin’,” I responded sarcastically.
“What can I say? The Oxy and coke markets are
good. Especially now those Oxyballs have gotten so popular. I try to stay from
that Bath Salt crap—too much weird psycho shit I’ve seen people do when they
are on it…but I got help and I am not runnin’ this organization alone.”
“No doubt you gotta give McGee a cut?”
“Well, you know how it is? The more things
change, the more they stay the same.”
“You can say that again,” another male voice
said and when I turned its way, the face and body I saw took my breath away.
About The Author
Elle Chardou is a world traveler and author of several different series.
Ms. Chardou is the author of The Ties That Bind Trilogy, The Atonement Series, The Hart Family Saga, The Vamp Saga, The Supernaturals, Beginnings: Book I (The Plague) series.
She is currently working on Undertow, Only Love (The Atonement Series), and several other novels for her continuing paranormal series, The Vamp Saga.
Ms. Chardou has lived abroad in Stockholm (Sweden), Manchester (England), Los Angeles, the San Francisco Bay Area and Portland. She currently resides in Las Vegas, Nevada.
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