Crossroads Double Cross Series Book 1 by P. Sawyer Genre: Romance
Everyone finds themselves at a crossroads in their life. Caleb Cross is not your typical front man. His is not the bad boy, partying, love ‘em and leave ‘em persona, although his public image states otherwise. Being the lead singer of the popular rock band, Double Cross, there are a lot of things the fans and the public do not know about Caleb. Sure, he likes to have a little fun now and again, but after a publicity stunt goes wrong, he is determined to shed the ultra-bad boy image. Katherine “Kat” Summers is not a typical woman. Not a girl who gets star struck or easily impressed, Kat is content with being herself and who she is. When Kat’s company is hired by Caleb Cross to rebrand him, she finds herself re-evaluating everything she knows about herself and about her life. Trying to maintain who she is against what she begins to desire, proves to be difficult for her. For Caleb, hiring a new publicist to help reshape his image was the easy part. What he didn’t count on was being reunited with the one girl that made him question everything about himself. He’s forced to confront himself once more, in order to learn what he truly wants, and who he truly is. ** Only $.99 for 5/15-5/31 and then $1.99 from 6/1-6/15 !!**Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Books2Read
Crossover Double Cross Series Book 2
Secrets Can Destroy. Can they overcome theirs? Faith Maguire has spent the last six years traveling the world running from her past and the secret she hides. After finding her fiancé cheating on her in Milan, Faith heads home to Fuquay Varina, NC. Faith plans to lick her wounds and take some time off until she is offered a position documenting the upcoming tour for Double Cross. Gabe Cross has spent the last six years trying to forget the girl that broke his heart. As Gabe prepares for another three months on tour, he’s ready to do whatever he needs to do to keep the hurt and pain buried in women and booze. The plan was concrete until she shows up on tour. Faced to confront the hurt and pain six years forgot-Gabe and Faith must learn how to move on from their pasts in order to have a future, but will their secrets prevent them from having their second chance? ** Only $.99 for 5/15-5/31 and then $1.99 from 6/1-6/15 !!**Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Books2Read
Crossfire Double Cross Series Book 3
Reese I’ve known him half my life and I’ve spent half my life fighting my feelings for him. Our relationship isn’t typical nor is it normal; it’s just us. He knows every crevice of me; my likes, my hates, my needs, my quirks. I don’t know what changed but nothing is the same as it was. The closer I fly towards the fire, the more I fear I’ll get burned. Jax I took her virginity and we’ve been inseparable since. Best friends for over seventeen years, she’s seen me at my best, at my worst and everywhere in between. The primal need that fills me deep inside to protect her, to claim her is getting more and more difficult to ignore. When did friendship morph into something more? Or were the lines always this blurred? When our pasts finally collide with the present, how do we survive the crossfire? ** Only $.99 for 5/15-5/31 and then $1.99 from 6/1-6/15 !!** Add to GoodreadsApple * Books2Read
P. Sawyer is a romance author that loves to read as much as she loves to write! Fascinated with bringing the “real” version of love to readers, P. strives to show how mess love can be and how happily ever afters aren’t always what they seem. P. grew up in New England and currently lives with her husband, two children and dog in CT. When she is not creating less than perfect love stories, she can be found reading or watching Hockey. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads
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I had just finished shooting the Vogue cover spread and was exhausted. We had finished early,
and the crew wanted to go out for drinks. I politely declined, stating I was going to go back to the hotel
and catch up with Andre, who had flown out last week to meet me.
I said my goodbyes and made my way back to the hotel, attempting to take in the air of Milan as I
did. Every other time I’d been here, it was so hectic that I’d never had any time to enjoy the city. This
time I had invited Andre, and booked a couple of extra days to spend here.
Andre and I had been seeing each other for about two years, and he had proposed to me about six
months ago. It was in New York, at my favorite restaurant around the corner from my apartment. Things
were going good, for once. I had finally booked enough gigs to keep me afloat for a while. My name was
out there in the world of photography, especially for magazine shoots. I’d even received a proposition to
shoot the new promo material for a popular band. I hadn’t looked at the proposition in depth yet, and it
seemed like a good one, but the timing was a bit late. I had already booked gigs through October, and my
manager had said something about the new publicity agency needing the promo photos by the beginning
of November for the full kick off of the band’s tour. Apparently, they were doing a couple of shows
during October as they geared up for a three-month stint around the US. I knew I should look at the
proposition more closely, but I just wanted to get back to the hotel and to Andre.
I reached the hotel room and slid my key into the handle. As I opened the door, I heard the sounds
of a woman and Andre. No! Please, God, no! I dropped my stuff at the door and made my way to the
bedroom. I turned the corner and saw a redhead riding my fiancée.
“What the fuck is going on here?” I was surprised I could get the words out. Andre jumped up,
well, more or less threw the chick off of him, and grabbed the sheet to pull around himself.
“It’s not what you think.”
“I’m pretty sure it is what I think it is. You fucking a chick in the bed of our hotel room.” I stood
there and stared at her while she made a feeble attempt to put her clothes on.
“You have three seconds to get the fuck out of here before I call hotel security and have them
escort your slut ass out.” The girl picked up her pace and hurried to find clothing, and then headed out of
the room. I turned to Andre, who was walking toward me. “Bella, it’s not what you think, really.”
“Don’t call me Bella, and get the fuck out of here as well. Go, now!” I was trying to keep my cool,
keep the tears from falling down my face. I couldn’t believe that everything we had, everything we
dreamt about, he had ruined with a mere fuck. For God’s sake, it wasn’t like we didn’t fuck. The sex was
good. I know my busy schedule and his were at odds with each other, but we seemed to be happy – at least
I was. But now my world had crumbled. When Andre didn’t make a move to leave, I shook my head and
grabbed the suitcase from the closet and packed my stuff. I grabbed everything and shoved it into the
suitcase.
Andre rushed to me as I entered the sitting area, his hand grasping my arm, “Bella, please let’s
talk about this.”
“You don’t get to talk. You don’t get to call me that.” I pulled my arm out of his grasp and picked
up my purse and camera bags, and walked out of the door. Andre followed, still wrapped in the sheet. I
jumped on the elevator and thanked God when the doors shut in his face. I reached the lobby and hailed a
cab. It wasn’t until we were on the way to the airport that I let the tears flow. The poor Italian cab driver
had a look of worry on his face.
“Tutto bene, signorina?” he asked.
“Spero di sì. Spero davvero che sarà. Grazie.” I watched as he nodded in the mirror. The rest of
the drive was in silence. The tears still flowed down my face, only not as hard as before. My heart was
broken in a million pieces, and I hadn’t felt that way in many years. Not since I had left the other one. I
put my head back against the seat and watched the sights of Milan pass by. I’d exchange my ticket when I
got to the airport, pay whatever I needed to. I just needed to get home. Home to North Carolina. Away
from everything.
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