Welcome to Weekend Sneak Peek. :-)
Are you ready to be swept away in a summery beach read? If so, check out my upcoming release, MISS WHITE & THE SEVENTH HEIR (Once Upon A Fairytale, bk2). It’s starts off in sunny California before traveling to the gorgeous French Riviera.
Back cover blurb:
Can the truth lead to happily-ever-after?
In this Once Upon a Fairytale story, hardworking magazine editor Sage White’s just getting used to being in charge, so she’s alarmed to find sparks flying with her new assistant—the distractingly handsome Trey! Working together, they grow closer, but can their blossoming relationship survive when Sage learns that Trey is really Quentin Rousseau, seventh heir to the publishing empire—and her boss?
About the Once Upon a Fairytale series…
Whisked away into a world of fantasy and romance...
With these contemporary love stories inspired by enchanting classic fairytales, a happily-ever-after ending is in store for these two gorgeous couples!
Discover Gabrielle and Deacon’s story in
BEAUTY & HER BOSS
Could Gabrielle be the one to shed light into Deacon’s locked-away heart?
And read Sage and Quentin’s story in
MISS WHITE & THE SEVENTH HEIR
Quentin is a billionaire with a secret. When Sage discovers the truth, will it lead to happily-ever-after?
Both available now!
MISS WHITE & THE SEVENTH HEIR
EXCERPT / Prologue – Part 1
Elsa White stood before the window of her stylish Manhattan office adorned with black furnishings and gold trim. It wasn’t just any office building. It was a skyscraper owned by White Publishing. And Elsa’s office was on the top floor. She enjoyed looking down upon the rest of the world.
From her office window, the people below looked like peons—small and inconsequential. She smiled, knowing she was so much better than them. She had money, lots of money, and a powerful reach. She was forever finding ways to make her presence in publishing even greater—legal or illegal, it made no difference to her.
Elsa moved in front of an oversized gold leaf mirror that hung on the wall next to her desk. She pivoted on her black stilettos this way and that way, never taking her gaze off her image. A smile bloomed on her face. Perfect. Her manicured red fingernail slid down over her ivory cheek. There wasn’t a wrinkle to be had anywhere on her flawless complexion. Nor should there be with the massive amount she paid her plastic surgeon.
She tucked a few loose strands of platinum-blond hair behind one ear, leaving the other side of her smooth bobbed hair to hang loose. Perfect.
“Come in.” She’d told her personal assistant to send in Mr. Hunter, the private detective, as soon as he arrived.
Elsa continued to stare into the mirror. She never tired of her reflection. How could anyone tire of such beauty? Deciding to reapply her “Wicked Red” lipstick, she retrieved the tube of lipstick from the glass table beneath the mirror.
As she removed the cap from the tube, her gaze sought out the man’s reflection in the mirror. “Well, don’t just stand there. Tell me what you’ve learned about my stepdaughter.”
Available (digital/PRINT) this Friday at: