It's my pleasure to introduce another author, Susan Vaughn.
Romance Author, Susan Vaughn understood the meaning of
sarcasm before she could walk. Her
childhood in the suburbs of Detroit was spent mainly trying to outwit her six
creative siblings. When she wasn’t
working on the next soul crushing jab, she sharpened her imagination on
romantic literature and day dreamed about her knight in shining armor.
It didn’t take long for this hairdresser by trade to turn
her passion for reading romances into writing her own unique love stories. Susan lives her life finding laughter in all
situations, and delights in marrying sarcasm with romance to create realistic
falling-in-love stories in the unlikeliest of scenarios.
Susan lives on the shores of Lake Huron with her real life
knight in shining armor and enjoys watching their three children learn the art
of sarcasm and wit.
You can now order her new book "Knockout Love".
She just might be the
woman of his dreams….
Maggie Heugan has her life all planned out, from her
engagement to a handsome doctor, to her perfect nursing career. Then why does a
chance meeting with a captivating stranger, have her questioning everything she
has ever known?
Pro wrestler, Sean Miller is on a fast track to his destiny,
until an unexpected injury derails his course. Now he can’t refrain from
chasing the enticingly beautiful Nurse Maggie, when she just might hold the key
to healing him in more ways than one.
For these two
conflicted lovers, life spirals out of control, when Love collides with
destiny.
Sounds interesting. Here's a quick excerpt.
Maggie
shielded her eyes, hiccupping loudly. “It’s so bright!”
“The
moon is too bright?” Sean laughed, pulling her into his chest to shield her eyes.
Without
thinking, she wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him with a
tipsy smile. “It’s not too bright for you?”
“No,
I’m Superman.”
“Superman?”
Maggie giggled again drunkenly, ending in another hiccup. “Superman would have
been able to drink his own drink and not require me to do it for him. It’s your
fault I’m this drunk.”
“Is
that so?” Sean responded with another smile. “It had nothing to do with the
fact you ordered another two drinks on top of that, and had nothing in your
stomach.”
She
looked up at him again and smiled. “Oops.”
“No
kidding, oops.” He cupped her face in his hands and looked into her eyes.
“Lucky for you, you’re a pretty cute drunk.”
“Thank
you,” she responded, the world spinning around her. For a moment she felt as
though she was dreaming. The air felt thick and heavy. Sean’s hands were like
magic on her face. His sexy lips inched closer to hers. Then suddenly he was
kissing her softly, sending spirals of electricity racing down her spine.
Maggie
sighed, standing on her tiptoes, pressing her body closer. She felt his white
bandage scratch at her nose.
“Ouch!”
Sean jumped back and readjusted the bandage on his face. “Easy, girl.”
And
just like that, the spell was broken. Suddenly Maggie realized she had just kissed
a man she barely knew, with a broken face, and some parts more broken than
others.
“Sorry.”
She pressed a hand to her swollen lips—still tingling from Sean’s touch.
“Don’t
be sorry.” He made up the distance between them—smiling—his eyes hooded, predatory.
“Just take it slow, let my face adjust.”
Connect with Susan
Twitter handle: @susanvaughn1124
