We are absolutely thrilled to bring you the Cover Reveal for Lauren Blakely’s SINFUL LOVE! SINFUL LOVE is the stunning conclusion to Lauren’s New York Times and USA Today bestselling erotic romance Sinful Nights series and releases March 28th. SINFUL LOVE follows a new couple in the series! Yes, technically it can be read as a standalone, but you’ll likely enjoy it more if you read the first three books in the series, bestselling novels SWEET SINFUL NIGHTS, SINFUL DESIRE and SINFUL LONGING! (FULL LINKS BELOW and also available here).
Lauren Blakely is well known for writing sexy, heartfelt and humorous contemporary romance as well as deeply emotional new adult stories -- one commonality in all her books is the scorching hot sexy times. You can expect nothing different from her Sinful Nights series! First, there was SWEET SINFUL NIGHTS. Those nights led us to SINFUL DESIRE and SINFUL LONGING, and now Lauren brings you the intense and passionate SINFUL LOVE! You won’t want to miss Michael Sloan’s journey. He’s devoted, protective, and there’s only one woman who can break through his walls! Lauren worked with her regular cover designer, Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations for this fabulous cover and we are so delighted to share it with you!
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ABOUT SINFUL LOVE:
Intense. Devoted. Protective.
Michael Sloan is all of the above, with a hard tough edge to boot. He's not the guy he used to be. Years ago, before all the s&%t went down, he was laidback, carefree, and even happy-go-lucky.
Life changed him. Hardened him.
There's one woman though who can break down his walls. Someone who knew him then. Who can reach inside to that heart he protects fiercely...because she's the only one he ever gave it to. When they collide, it's tender and savage, gentle and rough, and makes them both hungry for more of this electric, once-in-a-blue moon kind of sexual chemistry. But it's a battle of wills between Michael and the woman he loves, with words and emotions held close to the vest.
She doesn't believe she can ever move on from her own heartache, but when Michael makes her feel for the first time in years, it's both thrilling and scares the hell out of her, setting off all her flight instincts. He's determined not to lose her again, but he'll have to learn to let her in if he ever wants to fully heal from the past...
The problem is, she knows something about the night his family shattered. She has the missing puzzle piece...but neither one of them realizes it.
YET.
SINFUL LOVE is the fourth and final book in the steamy, sexy, suspenseful New York Times Bestselling Sinful Nights series from Lauren Blakely, author of the wildly popular Seductive Nights series...
EXCERPT:
Chapter One
The letter smelled like her.
Like rain.
He ran his thumb over the corner of the paper, and closed his eyes briefly. Memories rose to the surface, feeling like hope and possibility.
Far too risky things when it came to her.
Michael shut them down, opened his eyes, and stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse on the Strip, trying to focus on the here and now, not the enticing lure of what if. Soon, the lights of Vegas would blink like a carnival unfolding below him, from the miniature Eiffel Tower, to the pyramid, to the blazing signs adorning The Cosmopolitan. Neon, glitz, and billboards ten stories high whispered of the best nights ever.
He had to stay fixed on the minute details of the present, not be seduced by the past, and how good it was. Or of how much he’d longed for a future with her.
But he wasn’t having the easiest time of that. From his vantage point, twenty stories above the concrete ribbon that beckoned millions of tourists, he brought the letter to his nose for one final inhale.
The scent of falling rain.
Try as he might, he gave in. A reel of sensory images rushed back to him in an instant from years ago, like the snap, snap, snap of old film. How many times had he kissed Annalise in the rain? Brushed her wild red hair off her cheeks, touched her soft skin? Listened to her laugh?
Countless. Just like the times he’d lingered on her over the years, even after that day in Marseilles ten years ago that had damn near slaughtered all his hope left in the world.
Carefully, he folded up the letter, slid it back into the tiny envelope postmarked from France, and stuffed it into his wallet, next to a crinkled, faded, threadbare note from his father that he’d carried with him through all the years. Her letter had arrived two weeks ago, and he’d read it a thousand times already. He could read it a thousand more times, but it wouldn’t change his answer. The same one he’d emailed back to her.
Yes.
It was always yes with her.
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