Crazy Love – Michelle Pace
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: Feb 18th, 2014
After dropping out of law school, Sam Beaumont fears coming home will either be like sucking poison out of snakebite or drowning in a bathtub of gin. He dreads the whirlwind of being a blue-blood in Savannah, and between his mother and his brother a peaceful existence is out of the question.
Miles away from her ugly past, Annie Clarke is thriving in pharmacy school. Uncomfortable with her own success, she begins to fall back to her self-sabotaging ways.
Then along comes Trip Beaumont, a hot, edgy artist. Every instinct in her says run, which only makes him that much more tempting. The day she finally agrees to go out with him, his younger brother, Sam, shows up. Sam’s first words about Trip chill her: “Don’t be fooled by the act. Prince Charming is a toxic monster.”
Annie soon sees that Sam’s callous exterior is a direct result of coping with a family as dysfunctional as her own. Could love shield them both from spiraling into madness, or will their crazy worlds collide like renegade storm fronts leaving devastation and destruction in their wake?
Michelle Pace lives in north Texas with her husband, Les, who is also a novelist. She is the mother of two lovely daughters, Holly and Bridgette, and one uber-charismatic son, Kai. A former singer and actress, Michelle has always enjoyed entertaining people and is excited to continue to do so as a writer.
His baritone voice had a raspy quality that most likely came from smoking too many imported cigarettes. The romantic in me as deprived of oxygen and sunlight as she was liked to imagine Trip was born speaking this way, skipping the prepubescent stage completely. That drawl of his was something straight out of Gone with the Wind. Though I’d been raised by a southerner– and I use the term “raised” loosely – hearing that coastal drawl fall from his perfect lips made me want to ditch my stuff and drag him to his place…or mine.
Sam leaned his elbows on the table. His perfectly etched jaw and raw energy was distracting, but the intensity of his stare almost made me flinch. “Listen carefully, Annabelle. Don’t be fooled by the act. Prince Charming is a toxic monster.” I can’t really say if it was the harsh cadence of his voice or the overwhelming sadness I saw brimming under the surface of his cool facade, but I swear he curdled my blood. I searched his features for signs of malice and found nothing.
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