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Hurricane Butterfly by MeChelle Vermeulen
Publication date: November 21st 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Twenty-year-old Sophie Blake, is trying her best to get her life back after a horrific dog attack ten months ago. However, this proves to be more difficult than she anticipated. With the help of her best friend Ben Slone, it seems as if she’s making progress, but the truth is that she can feel herself sinking deeper into a black hole…until a tall dark stranger comes knocking, looking for Ben.
Joshua Roxwell has been drowning his demons with Whiskey and woman in an attempt to deal with his guilt after the tragic death of his sister. When he finds an envelope addressed to Ben Slone, written by his sister before her death, he decides to track him down. Instead of resolving their differences, he meets the one girl who silences his demons…but redemption comes at a price.
This is a story of heartache, friendship and love, with a wicked twist…
“Is there a problem?”
Josh’s voice washes over me like a velvet river. I turn, and my eyes trace up his black tee shirt, his neck, stubbly jaw, lips, and last but not least, his stormy grey eyes. My heart flutters as he leans over, sliding his hand around to my hip.
“No, no problem, I just thought she was alone,” the British guy offers, but Josh doesn’t seem impressed.
“She’s not, so I think it’s time for you to go.” His tone is clipped as he stands over the pale looking guy. He doesn’t wait for a response and turns his back on him.
“Are you okay?” his words fall into the space between us filled with an unspoken desire that I have never felt before. A small voice inside my head reminds me of Ben’s warning, but I push it aside. Whatever he’s doing to me, I can’t fight it … I don’t want to.
“I’m fine. Thanks.” My words come out in a whisper as his eyes caress my face, my lips, my heaving chest. Electricity shoots up my arm as he takes my hand in his.
“Dance with me.” His request is not a question but more of a spoken need.
I bite down on my lip as the warmth of his breath brushes against my neck, leaving sparks on my skin as I follow him through the crowd like a sheep to slaughter.
Author of the soon to be released new adult novel Hurricane Butterfly.
Daydreaming about ideas for my next book. Baking treats that's no good for the hips. I love thunderstorms, rainy days, sweet tea and spending time with my wonderful hubby and two boys.