Fearsome

Jessica Channing’s big-city life should be more exciting than sixty-hour work weeks and popcorn nights with her girlfriends, but it’s not. She has worked hard to fulfill her role as a child prodigy and graduated college years before her peers.

She’s the good girl, the brilliant girl. Unfortunately, she’s also a dateless young woman. That all changes with one phone call. Jess’s rigid, predictable life upends when she must visit a small, obscure town to deal with a relative’s death. This isn’t just any little speck of a town, though. Long lost memories come crashing down on Jess’s world when two men, the Blackard brothers, seem to lure her in.

Dylan is a cover model handsome and pursues Jess the minute she comes to town. Then there is 6 tall, dark, and gorgeous Carson, who hides his secrets behind his hardened reserve. For someone who has been governed by her obsessive behaviors and fears, Jess lets her guard down and jumps at the opportunity to have an affair with a man she finds attractive for a change.

There’s just one problem. Jess discovers that she can’t have a simple romantic fling because true passion does indeed come with some very big strings attached to it. She will have to own up to her truths about love and face the two extraordinary men; both troubled in their ways and both determined to have her.

Genre: Romance

This novel contains graphic sexual content and strong language. It is intended for mature readers.

One

There are young women in this city who can grab onto careers and romance with the zeal and ambition of an Olympic athlete. I, however, am not one of those women. I’ll admit that I’m able to excel in parts of that equation, to a degree. I grew up in New York City, primed with a top-notch education that has afforded me the ability to secure a great job in technology due to hard work and blessed prodigy talents, yet it hasn’t made up for my less-than-stellar personal life.

The phone call from my Aunt Virginia’s lawyer comes one afternoon when I am having an especially miserable day at work. Sitting in my cubby, surrounded by a dozen other techies also hunched over their computer monitors, I listen as Archibald Bixby informs me that my aunt died peacefully in her bed a week ago and that she bequeathed all of her money and possessions to 8 me. He’s sorry he couldn’t tell me sooner, but he had to follow Aunt Virginia’s instructions.