Showing posts with label Lauren Peyton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lauren Peyton. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

He's painfully beautiful and Demonically Yours


Demonically Yours
by Lauren Peyton
a Paranormal Romance
from Beau Coup LLC
 

 ***Blurb***He was built for sin... 

I fell for a dark stranger, a painfully beautiful one. With his impressive physique and exotic accent, I couldn't keep him out of my dreams. But when those dreams turned to nightmares I started looking for answers. I'd asked the questions before, but I'd always been kept in the dark. Who Am I? Why Am I Different? 

I demand the truth, I have to know what my part in this war is before it's too late... And why the vision of this dark stranger captivates me...


***Excerpt***

It was a dream. It was all just a dream. A very screwed up, emotionally damaging, horrible dream.

Ava’s breath caught in her throat. Her dark hair hung in waves below her shoulders. Somehow she had flung herself up into a sitting position. Her breathing was labored as if she had really just been running for her life. She could feel the hysteria bubbling from her gut.

The dream had been vivid. She looked down at her knee, remembering that she had fallen in the damn nightmare, and saw that it was bruised, but she dismissed the injury. She worked at a bar, and she always had unexplainable cuts and bruises.

Slowly, she climbed out of the queen-size bed she loved. It was warm, and a pillow top, but no matter the comfort level it could not keep her nightmares at bay. They were getting to be more and more frequent.

Ava opened the nightstand beside her bed, took out the leather bound journal and matching pen then started towards the kitchen. She needed tea.When she turned the light on, the soft hum in the background drew her attention.

She hated dead silence. Silence reminded her of the nightmares. She filled the antique kettle her uncle valued. He had told her many stories over tea. He loved to talk about her mother, his youngest sister. She was the most vibrant of them all. She had big plans in life, but had died much too young. That is why Ava intended on living her mother’s dreams for her, but her uncle did not think it was the best idea and constantly tried to dissuade her from the idea.

She began to write in her journal. Her pen flew over the paper as she wrote out every detail of her nightmare. She wanted to remember this one along with many others. It seemed as if they were happening frequently.


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***Author's Bio***


Lauren is a Tacoma native who was able to grow up in the beautiful Puget Sound. She love to write. Lauren's favorite genres include romance, thrillers, suspense, and dark fantasy. She is currently continuing to work on her follow up projects and new series that are promised to tease and hook you from start to finish.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Can she save them from the Deadliest Secret?

The Deadliest Secret
by Lauren Peyton
a Romantic Suspense
from Beau Coup Publishing

***Blurb***
 
In Washington State there is an island dedicated to housing the most violent offenders the system ever sentenced. Gwen, the prison psychologist deals with many on a daily basis and puts herself in constant danger. Her duty to her job is tested when one inmate crosses the line. 

Kody cannot stop himself: he is obsessed, he needs her, he wants her, and vows that he will have her. The body count rises around them, but when the secret she's held for so long comes to the surface will she be able to save those she loves? Will she even be able to save herself? The Deadliest Secret always has been hers, but will she survive it

***Excerpt***
 
“Bring me more news, Warden?” Gwen tried to joke with the warden. He seemed to loosen a bit around her, and his smile was slow spreading, yet genuine.
 
“More deviants, the world has gone to shit but at least we can make a few bucks off these poor saps.” He chuckled, a low and throaty sound. “Gwen, I wish you wouldn’t insist on seeing these bastards when they’re riled from transport.”

She shook her head. “Scott, I’ll be fine. I take self-defense classes and the guards are posted right at the door. Nothing will happen, trust in me and in my history.”

“Still don’t like it. But here, we got some real winners coming this week,” he said, his disgust at the new tenants obvious.

“Oh, interesting ones?” She felt some excitement at the thought of new faces and new problems to help with.

“We have sick fucks coming in. One guy works for some mob or gang or something. He’s a murderer, rapist, all around five star piece of shit.” He caught himself and turned a light flush when he realized she was a lady and was just looking at him. “I ah shi...shoot, Gwen, forgive the language. They are some real messed up men, very violent offenders.”

Gwen had to laugh a little at how her boss was suddenly red faced and scrambling to correct his foul language.

“Don’t worry, Scott, I forgive the language,” she said softly, while reaching for the files he was handing over.

“They aren’t the full files on that McQueen guy, you don’t need to have nightmares from the pictures. I want extra guards posted at your door. I will order that tonight.” 

“Don’t, please. I don’t want any of them to get the satisfaction of thinking they scare me.” Gwen hated the idea of the men she worked with trying to always watch out for her more than they did each other just because she had breasts and a vagina.

Scott just looked at Gwen. He was going to have extra guards put at her door regardless of how much she objected to them. The guys coming in were dangerous no matter how much she wanted to ignore it or pretend they weren’t. They were killers and the newest batch were possibly some of the worst. He wondered where the world was heading to. This was not a good sign for the future.

“Gwen, I don’t like this,” Scott said to the young blonde woman he had come to respect the hell out of because she was tenacious and the only one who had balls enough to call him on his shit as well as take on the bastards in the prison.

“Then don’t think about it. This is my job, now go do yours so I can do mine.” She winked at her boss, making the situation just a bit lighter with a joke. She kept her gaze level and he shook his head before heading back to the door he came through.

“Just be careful, Gwen, you know you’re the heart of this place for a lot of us old fogies.” He looked back over his shoulder, then left.

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***Author's Bio***


Lauren is a Tacoma native who was able to grow up in the beautiful Puget Sound. She love to write. Lauren's favorite genres include romance, thrillers, suspense, and dark fantasy. She is currently continuing to work on her follow up projects and new series that are promised to tease and hook you from start to finish.