Friday, July 18, 2014

Stolen Innocence by S. M. Stryker

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Synopsis:
Haunted by her years of abuse, Parker Dane tries to leave her past behind her starting a new life for herself.  Then she meets Ian Blake, will her demons make her run away again or will her past catch up to her trying to pull her back to her past.

Ian Blake has just seen Parker Dane for the first time, will he be able to meet her and save her from her demons or will he be caught in the crossfire.

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BIO:
S.M. Stryker grew up on a small farm in Oregon with her two brothers.

She married her husband 27 years ago. When they started their family, they decided it was best for her to be a stay at home mom raising their four daughters. 

She wasn't an avid reader, although she always thought her life would make a good book. A few years ago she picked up FSOG and was drawn to the characters; the storyline moved her more than anything. Her life changed at that point, she couldn't be without a book or her IPad. 
Knowing she had always wanted to write but kept putting it off, she emailed a few of her favorite authors that gave her some very good advice. So she finally went for it.

I hope you enjoyed her story.

Teaser:
Put Stolen Innocence on your TBR radar, release date 7/31/14. Here is a teaser to help remind you to mark your calendars: 

"Let me give you a real kiss you won't forget" with that he leans over, this time wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me into his tall, hard sculptured body, taking my mouth to his. He kisses me intently then with his tongue he traces my lips as if asking for permission to enter; I open my mouth to him as he starts to caress my mouth with his tongue. His hands are in my hair twisting and twining his fingers through my curls pulling me closer to him; I wrap one hand around his neck the other in his curly locks, pulling him closer to me, but feeling like I can't get close enough. I'm feeling light-headed; my heart is slamming against my chest. We pull away from each other breathless. I raise my fingers to my lips feeling them again; they're swollen, tingling from his days growth of beard. We look at each other, and I know I'm in trouble...


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