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Acadia's Law by Tracy Ellen
Genre: Apocalyptic Thriller
About Acadia's Law:
“Acadia’s Law” is the stand alone first book in the “Undying Love” series, an unusual and thrilling love story by Tracy Ellen, the author that brought you “The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod”---Source: Info in the About Acadia's Law was from the press kit from the publicity team.
Ask yourself this: How would you survive?
Acadia King is a young widow suddenly faced with answering this question, but in ways she could have never dreamed possible! Dark with despair over the death of her husband two years previous and the heavy burden of running a large farm, Acadia reluctantly agrees with her concerned friends to socialize again in the hopes of finding a little happiness. How could she know that the same night she finally ventures out to a cocktail bar to meet a man for a date an infection that turns people into violent crazies will begin to sweep across the Twin Cities!
The race is on!
For every person that can empathize with losing a special love and the struggle to find a reason to go on, be prepared for a sensual, sexy, and exuberant love story! For every person that has ever wondered what they would do if they had a day to get ready for the end of the world, be prepared for the start of a dark, humorous, action-packed thrill ride!
Acadia’s Law introduces an outrageous heroine struggling to find her feet again, an insanely hot hero doing his best to keep her on her back, and a supporting cast of great characters in the apocalyptic world of Acadia King.For mature audiences.
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Excerpt:
We hadn’t taken more than a few steps when Rod cursed under his breath and laughed a little sheepishly. I had no idea sheepish man could look so adorable.
“Would you believe in all the excitement I forgot to get my room key from Ray Dean?” Rod turned and caught the closing elevator doors. “I’m sorry, but he checked us in tonight while T-bone and I…”
I slunk after him and waved off his apology. “Hey, no need to explain.” A wet noodle had nothing on me right now. I yawned behind my hand. “We can go back to the bar, no problem.”
Rod pulled me towards him and put an arm around my waist. “Mary, stay here while I run down. There’s a bench over there to wait on.” His glance lowered to my breasts and a finger slowly traced along the curves revealed above the neckline of my dress. “Mmm, your skin is so soft here.” He nuzzled my cheek, murmuring, “While I’m gone, why don’t you think about what it’ll take for me to persuade you to give up second base.”
I laughed. That answered my question whether or not Rod was trying to ditch me after the elevator road test. Now I had to make up my mind. I was no party girl, so I had no clue what the proper protocol was when you picked up a young, gorgeous man in a bar to have sex, but didn’t make it further than the elevator.
If I wanted to leave, did I just shake hands and say, “Thanks for the ride, but I’ll be getting off on floor two now instead of you?”
“Would you believe in all the excitement I forgot to get my room key from Ray Dean?” Rod turned and caught the closing elevator doors. “I’m sorry, but he checked us in tonight while T-bone and I…”
I slunk after him and waved off his apology. “Hey, no need to explain.” A wet noodle had nothing on me right now. I yawned behind my hand. “We can go back to the bar, no problem.”
Rod pulled me towards him and put an arm around my waist. “Mary, stay here while I run down. There’s a bench over there to wait on.” His glance lowered to my breasts and a finger slowly traced along the curves revealed above the neckline of my dress. “Mmm, your skin is so soft here.” He nuzzled my cheek, murmuring, “While I’m gone, why don’t you think about what it’ll take for me to persuade you to give up second base.”
I laughed. That answered my question whether or not Rod was trying to ditch me after the elevator road test. Now I had to make up my mind. I was no party girl, so I had no clue what the proper protocol was when you picked up a young, gorgeous man in a bar to have sex, but didn’t make it further than the elevator.
If I wanted to leave, did I just shake hands and say, “Thanks for the ride, but I’ll be getting off on floor two now instead of you?”
Meet The Author
About Tracy Ellen:
I absolutely love writing! I was born in Indiana to middle-class parents, the third out of five hellions. Growing up, I often used my supernatural powers to force my family members to listen to me talk and tell stories. When that tough crowd laughed of their own free will, I knew the world would someday, somehow be my stage. I've lived in the Midwest my whole life--in a small town, on a farm, and in the big city. Currently, I live in the suburbs of St Paul, Minnesota with my husband, family, a naughty dog and a wonderfully evil cat. I’m writing full-time and loving life. I really enjoy connecting with readers, too. Comments, posts, emails, and reviews are always truly welcome.Follow my blog, Twitter, and Face Book to be aware of events and giveaways, volunteer opportunities, and new books I’m self-publishing--or just stop by and say Hi! Happy Summer!
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