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The day started off like any other morning of late: faltering masks and blurred indifference.Sometime during mid-morning, Libby, the receptionist, knocked on our door.“There’s someone here to see you,” she said and stepped aside.Behind her stood a short man who was less than memorable. His voice, however, was unforgettable: deep baritone that resonated on the walls, and much louder than I expected from his small frame.“Delilah Palmer? Nathan Thorne?”“Yes?” We moved from our desk to stand in front of him.He held out an envelope to each of us.“You have both been served with a subpoena by the defense attorney.”My eyes grew wide, my gaze flickering to just outside the door and the few gawkers we had developed. While I was looking, Andrew appeared in the doorway.“Can you tell Lawrence to call me beforehand next time? I would have requested a different location for these to be served, thus resulting in less commotion regarding such a sensitive subject,” Nathan said,
Infraction Acknowledgements
Special thanks to:My husband, David, for his support and encouragement in my writing endeavors. Crystal, for without her friendship, support, and guidance I would never have entered this journey. Massy, for being the voice of wisdom and clarity. Stephanie, for sharing is caring. Kyla for her sessions. Nyddi for her unending encouragement and help through this process. Deborah for her support and teachings. Chrisann for her perspective and love of lemons.Last, but very much not least, to SM for writing a beautiful love story that helped me find the passion in life I was missing, and the fandom for bringing me friends, family and the courage to spread my wings.Words can never express my gratitude and love to you all.
Infraction About the Author
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
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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
Infraction Copyright
K.I. LynnInfractionCopyright © 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 DesignsEditorsChanse LowellD BeckMarti LynchSerenity JonesPublication Date: September 3, 2013Genre: FICTION/RomanceCopyright © 2013 K.I. LynnAll rights reserved
Infraction Chapter 1
I woke to throbbing pain throughout my body, a pounding headache, and the sound of my name. It was faint, but growing in intensity as it moved toward me.My eyes opened, and I looked around, seeing the door of what I recognized as a hospital room.“Lila! Lila!” Nathan’s voice cried out. It was a frantic, panicked tone I had never heard before.“Lila!”“Mr. Thorne! You need to return to your room!” was screeched at him by who I assumed was a nurse.“Lila!”“Don’t pull that out,” another voice scolded.“Lila!” he wailed, and it sounded like he was on the verge of tears.It was clear he was ignoring the nurses as his search for me continued; they were threatening to call security.“Lila!” he called out again, desperation flooding his tone. He was louder, only one room away.My chest tightened, and my heart began beating at a furious pace.Seconds later, his hands appeared on the doorway, bracing himself while his eyes searched for me.I gasped when I took in his appear
Infraction Chapter 2
It was a fun-filled morning in the driest sense.I awoke in pain—something I knew was going to be my constant companion for the months to come. As soon as the nurses knew I was awake, they pumped me full of more pain meds. The drugs helped, but made me a little on the loopy side.Not what I needed to be when my first guests of the day arrived: police officers. They’d come to take my statement in regards to the accident, and unfortunately I was unable to recall anything. The last thing I remembered was running out to my car in the rain and then waking to Nathan calling my name in the hospital halls.They asked me where I was headed, did I see the van, was it still raining, what color was the light? Standard questions, but I was getting more and more annoyed with their attempts to get some answers out of me other than the only one I had: I don’t remember anything. They weren’t going to jog my memory.Got in the car, woke in the hospital. End of story.It surprised me when th
Infraction Chapter 3
I stared at the speckled ceiling tiles, counting each irregular dot in my boredom. I’d been at it for hours.There were 516 on the tile directly above my head.I felt like Edmond Dantes from The Count of Monte Cristo in that moment, in his cell on Château d’If.If there was a hell, I was certain I was in it. Half crazy, all broken, pain radiating through all of my body and soul.Nathan’s words didn’t help. I’d accepted that he didn’t want me, that he was through with me. Part of me wanted to run into his arms, but another part reminded me of the pain from his heartbreaking note.Round and round I went with myself, neither side winning. The only thing I could do was count the holes, since I had no answers. I was halfway through the tile to my right, the fourth in my dive into crazy town, when a light tapping on the door drew my attention. I glanced to the door with my eyes, not wanting to move my head, and found the heat had been turned up on my hellish fire.“Can I come i
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