Envy
Deceptive
Desires #2
By Amarie Avant
Publisher: Blu Savant Press
Genre: Romantic
Suspense
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
Release
Date: September 16, 2016
Raven Shaw once
loved a boy so deeply and so fiercely that their separation sent her already
tenuous hold on peace spiraling. A rough life topped by heartbreak is hardly
the best way to begin motherhood, but with a babe on the way and Liam out of
the picture, Raven is determined to be the best mother she could.
Liam Lemaître
has a powerful family, and yet Raven once was his everything, and the only love
he’d ever known. Deception drew them away from each other. Liam has realized
that of all the material possessions he has—and he has lots—his assets honestly
don’t add up to shit without Raven. Then suddenly, Raven stands before him,
spitting fire and venom. And she has kept their child.
Two dynamic souls were kept apart by family and schemes far beyond their control. Can they somehow see past the lies and find themselves again? Will the truth set them free, or destroy their love forever?
Two dynamic souls were kept apart by family and schemes far beyond their control. Can they somehow see past the lies and find themselves again? Will the truth set them free, or destroy their love forever?
Deceptive Desires #1
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Raven could
almost feel the secretary spit the words as she grasped the double doors with
both hands and opened them. Remember to breathe.
Yards away, Liam
stood at a full window, back to her, talking on the phone. When he turned
around, she stopped. He was taller than she remembered. Intimidating.
The business
magazine hadn’t done him justice. She’d stared at it for hours, hoping to find
a flaw. Now, as she stood just inside the doorway, she didn’t know what to do
or say. She watched him round the corner of his desk. The bridge of his nose
complemented a face of perfect symmetry. Gold skin due to Creole linage he’d
inherited from his father’s side. Biceps bulged under his
shirtsleeves—powerful, like he could pick her up and toss her out. Hell, out of
the universe!
And then he
glanced her way.
Fuck, I looked
into his eyes. Liam’s amber gaze held Raven captive. How long have I been
standing here? Their eyes magnetized; his leaving her speechless and lost.
Stop, Raven. Take a breath and stop looking into his eyes! Damn you.
Two suited men
stood at either side of her, tugging her arms. The connection she had with Liam
snapped as she was tugged away.
“Get your hands
off me!”
“Raven?” Head
cocked to the side, Liam stepped closer.
“You don’t
remember me?” Raven asked. The men stopped; all three looked at Liam, brows
raised. She wondered if she was just that forgetful.
“Let her go,”
Liam said, coming to his senses.
“Mr. Lemaître,
allow me to just pat her down,” one of the guards said.
“Just let her
go. Despite her size, she’ll hurt both of you if you don’t,”
His demeanor was
serious, commanding even as he rounded the desk to his chair. “Lil’ Raven,
always so feisty.”
She watched the
guards close the door behind them. Turning back to Liam, she disregarded his
request for her to sit, needing the height factor to make five foot two feel …
bold. Jutting her chin, her commanding tone made her feel five five. “You’re
going to help me with my—our daughter!”
“Daughter?” Liam
sank into his seat.
“Yes, our
daughter. I want you to help me with her.” Raven stepped past the white
couches. “Financially.”
“Financially?”
He rubbed a hand over blond hair.
“All that
education, yet you don’t understand, Liam? I want help with Royael.” His
inquisitive face made her lose momentum. Five two again.
“Royal, what?
You’re crazier than I remember.”
“Our child’s
name is Royael. You wouldn’t know that, though.” She let her fingertips rest on
his desk, leaning forward as spirals of hair framed an icy gaze. “I’ve been
paying for dance classes, clothes, food, everything! I guess I gotta get crazy
with you,” she warned, noticing her words didn’t seem to penetrate.
“You look pretty
crazy standing there.” Liam looked at her balled fists, eyes twinkling. “Should
I call security back?”
“That’s how it
gotta be?” She took a seat on top of the sleek desk, crossing her legs. She
felt five ten and had seen the stance in a movie. Keeping up calm appearances,
she pulled back a silver ball from the swinging pendulum, watched it clink back
and forth. She breathed through her mouth. His scent already embraced her.
Calming. Teasing. Angering. Envying.
He placed a hand
on the phone, eyebrow cocked.
“We can go there
if you want, Liam. Before you dial security, I should warn that I am great
friends with one of the editors of Scandalous magazine.” Voice soft as satin,
Raven peered into Liam’s eyes. It was safe, now that she had all his attention.
She breathed in the scent of fear. Inside, she was well over six feet and had
the upper-hand!
He took his hand
off the receiver.
She smirked.
“Thought so. I’m sure you don’t want anyone to know our little secret.”
“Hmmm …” Liam
laced his hands behind his head and leaned back for a second, taking in that
pout of hers. Then his hazel eyes narrowed. “I do not like threats, Raven
Shaw.”
“Oh, yeah. Well,
I didn’t like your letter saying our baby is a freak of nature. You’re an
asshole. You thought I would abort my child because you didn’t want her.” She
hopped off the desk, putting her hand on full hips with all of the confidence
of a giant. “Royael is the most beautiful, fun, loving, energetic … She’s
everything that any father would want in a child. Except for you.”
Raven fed off
his guilty-as-sin façade. He no longer had that cocky allure. He had that
little-fat-Liam-from-the-seventh-grade look about him. Uncertain, out of
control.
“Royael deserves
a better life.” Looking around the marble flooring, she remembered leaving her
briefcase outside. Instead of losing momentum, she snatched a sticky note off
his desk. She scribbled on it, flicking it in his general direction. “Put some
money in that account for Royael.”
The name is
Nicole but I sort of like to be called Amarie Avant on occasion. Both names in
my pseudonym are from R&B singers, it was either that or Emeli (singer
Emeli Sande). I am the bestselling author of the erotic-romantic suspense
series “FEAR: Falling in Love with an Alpha Billionaire” and “The Good
Mistress.” Though I do love the reviews which indicate as much.
I am married
with two daughters, and live in Southern California. I received dual bachelor
degrees in Psychology and Child Development. Because I liked going to school
and really didn’t want to go to work yet, I continued on to grad school and
graduated summa cum laude with a Master’s in Counseling from Azusa Pacific University
– where God comes first.
I work with a
colorful variety of clients as evidenced by the sociopath, yet sexy Victor
D’Ross in the FEAR series, and how psychologically effed up Melody is in the
story “His Melody.” When I’m not dealing with a client’s crisis or mental
breakdown, I like to write about sex, love, murder, and alphas. I think highly
of myself when I’m kicking the air’s ass while doing Taebo, I love the beach
and deep-discount coupon shopping at Macy’s and Pier 1 Imports. I will beg like
TLC for a book review, and I’m so addicted to book covers I might need to be
committed. I’ve got three book covers I’m sitting on and still searching for
more.
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