"Wow!! This is one of those stories that grabs you from that first page and doesn’t let up until realize you can’t put it down until it is done. There is no way that I want to hold on to the feelings that are brought out and let them simmer; this gave me some pretty intense feelings that are sticking with me after finishing this book." - Doris, Goodreads
Published: October 24th, 2017
One rock god. One girl from his past. One ocean that can't keep them apart.
I've been in love with Owen Gallagher since I was twelve years old. Before the world knew his name.
Even though it's been years since I've been back to Ireland, I never forgot my Irish crush. The boy who saved me from his bully of a brother is now a dark, sexy, tattooed rock star who shreds the guitar like a true master.
A night of anonymity.
One night to live my forbidden fantasies.
He'll be furious when he finds out my true identity. But I'm not the same, shy little girl he remembers, and I have every intention of tempting my own Wild Irish.
Dreaming about a rock god is one thing, but I'm chasing that dream across an ocean.
I’m going to hell.
I didn’t bring her here for this. Didn’t mean to kiss her. To touch her. But now that I am, I can’t stop. My mouth travels down the curve of her jaw, along her slender neck, breathing in her intoxicating scent.
I try to reel myself back. But her own need saturates the air around us, mixing with mine like a spark to a powder keg.
I’ve already had a taste and it only increased my appetite. But if there was ever a definition of off limits, it’s her.
I don’t need a complication like Bree in my life. And that’s exactly what she is – a sweet, tempting, irresistible complication.
“Jeezus, Bree,” I growl, raking my teeth across the sensitive flesh below her ear and feeling her tremble against me. “What are ye doing to me?”
She lets out a whimper when I tug slightly at her hair.
“Forget what I said.” I cup her jaw, searching her face, seeing uncertainty and desire vacillating across her features.
She’s unhinged something inside of me. That primal instinct to possess and protect. And hell, if it doesn’t scare the shit out of me. But, I also know that if I don’t see where this can go, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.
About the author:
Amazon bestselling author C.M. Seabrook writes hot, steamy romances with possessive bad boys, and the passionate, fiery women who love them. Swoonworthy romances from the heart!
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