It was bright, sunny, and I had to shade my eyes from the light. Something stirred at my side, and I looked down to find my Lila snuggled in. Her head tilted up; her intriguing gray-green eyes met mine briefly before snuggling back into my chest. My arm was around her shoulder, and I leaned my head down to breathe her in, kissing the top of her head. I let out a sigh and pulled her closer, reveling in her warmth.I looked around and found we were outside, lying in the middle of a park, people all around us. People all around, yet there we lay, relaxed and content. I felt something move on my chest and looked down to find Lila’s hand resting over my heart, a diamond glinting from her ring finger, a small band seated just beneath.I couldn’t pull her flush to me, so my gaze moved farther down and saw that her stomach was large and swollen. My hand reached out to rest on her belly. I felt a kick against my palm, and my heart swelled at the feeling of life beneath it. A life we h
Thank you to everyone that has read and loved Nathan and Lila’s story. So many times I’ve heard that you wanted Nathan’s point of view from Breach, but it wasn’t until now that story could be told. He was too raw in my mind and I honestly didn’t think he’d ever calm down enough to tell it, but he did. So for all of you that wanted more Nathan, this is for you. I hope it’s everything you ever hoped for. I love you all for following me on this journey and for taking a chance on me and my stories.Love,K.I. Lynn
K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.Since she began posting stories online, she’s garnered acclaim for her diverse stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write them down as it also plots its quest for world domination…or cheese. Whichever is easier to obtain… Usually it’s cheese.WebsiteFacebookTwitterInstagramGet my Newsletter
Welcome to the Cameo HotelI get what I want.When I walked through the door of the Cameo Hotel I didn’t expect such a beauty to be working the front desk.The effect she has on me is intense, and I make her life a living hell because of it.I love her spirit, her internal defiance when completing the most inane task I assign her. My two week stay has turned into unending, just to be near her.She’s under my every command if she wants to keep me happy.There’s one last thing I want.Her.Find out more hereBecoming Mrs. LockwoodEvery girl has dreams of meeting Prince Charming, or at least I know I did.A fairy tale-like meeting of love at first site.Real life and fairy tales are very different.I’m just a small town Indiana girl that had a chance encounter with one of Hollywood’s golden boys. You may think you know where this story goes—not even close.Life is different. Marriage is hard. It’s even
BreachedCopyright © K.I. LynnThis book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.This work is copyrighted. All rights are reserved. Apart from any use as permitted under the Copyright Act 1968, no part may be reproduced, copied, scanned, stored in a retrieval system, recorded or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without prior written permission of the author.Cover design/Interior Graphics by Lori Jackson DesignsEditorsMarti LynchEllie McLove at Love N. BooksPublication Date: July 19, 2017Genre: FICTION/Romance/EroticaCopyright © 2017 K.I. LynnAll rights reserved
My story is nothing but death and destruction. The obliteration of everything I was and those I loved most. For years I existed. Every day I wished for my end. What I never even considered was a rise from the ash.I’m no Phoenix.There is no happily ever after for me, only pain until my final breath.
I took a drag from the cigarette in my hand and stared out at the dark loft apartment. It was calm and quiet, with the exception of a little bit of noise from the street below. In the bed beside me was a passed-out brunette.I didn’t know her name. It didn’t matter anyway—I was never coming back.Little groans signaled she was waking back up, and that I’d missed my opportunity to leave.Fuck.She reached out and found my thigh, running her hand slowly up and then down.“Mmm, baby, you really know how to pound a pussy.”Baby.My stomach turned. A small term of endearment that could either be the first step of clingy, or the less likely—she forgot my name.I would prefer the latter. Makes my never seeing her again easier.A different woman every few weeks. They were nothing more than a human fleshlight.A tool to get off.“I have to go,” I said as I snuffed out the cigarette.Her hand fell from me as I stood so to locate my clothes.“So soon? Don’t you want to go for
The drive to his office was easy, but with each passing mile, my anxiety increased. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen my father-in-law.Facing any of the Holloways was difficult. They didn’t blame me, even though they should have. I baited the monster and paid the highest price. Haunted by memories and a never-ending vendetta complete with a promise—I would never be happy again.Death was the only way to be free.I arrived early, because what the fuck else was I going to do with my day? That left me sitting in my car, people watching. A few minutes before noon, my phone pinged with a text—Jack was running late.There was no way I was going up. There were many people up there that knew who I was and what I was to Jack, and I hated the looks they gave me. The pity in their eyes.With the temperature in the car heating up and me in need of a smoke, I got out and leaned against the side. I watched people come and go, moving about their day like it was nothing.Averag