Synopsis
As the great Jane Austen once said, "We are all fools in love."
Twenty-two year old Phinegan Swift is no exception to that rule. In fact, she’s been accused of being a certifiable lovefool. But she’s proud to wear her heart on her sleeve and risk it all for love.
That is, until her high-powered lawyer boyfriend betrays her, breaks her heart, and causes her to question everything she ever believed in.
Devastated by his betrayal, Phin escapes to Costa Rica for a week with her best gal pal, hoping to give her heart a chance to heal.
Dez—a foul-mouthed, man-eating sex-pot—makes it her mission to distract Phin from her breakup woes with a healthy dose of sun, fun,…and Costa Rican man-candy.
But the only man who catches Phin’s eye is a handsome and mysterious stranger she meets at the airport.
Byron is a guy whose angle Phin just can't figure out. All she knows is that he’s a thief... First, he tries to steal her luggage. Then, he tries to steals her massage. Finally, he tries to steal her heart.
But Byron has his own secrets—the real reason he’s in Costa Rica being one of them.
When Phin uncovers his duplicity, she is faced with yet another heartbreak.
Things take a dramatic turn when a ghost from Phin’s past resurfaces to win her back...or so he claims.
Will Phin learn to believe in love again…or will love play her like a fool?
*Contains explicit language and sexual content. Mature audiences only.*
Twenty-two year old Phinegan Swift is no exception to that rule. In fact, she’s been accused of being a certifiable lovefool. But she’s proud to wear her heart on her sleeve and risk it all for love.
That is, until her high-powered lawyer boyfriend betrays her, breaks her heart, and causes her to question everything she ever believed in.
Devastated by his betrayal, Phin escapes to Costa Rica for a week with her best gal pal, hoping to give her heart a chance to heal.
Dez—a foul-mouthed, man-eating sex-pot—makes it her mission to distract Phin from her breakup woes with a healthy dose of sun, fun,…and Costa Rican man-candy.
But the only man who catches Phin’s eye is a handsome and mysterious stranger she meets at the airport.
Byron is a guy whose angle Phin just can't figure out. All she knows is that he’s a thief... First, he tries to steal her luggage. Then, he tries to steals her massage. Finally, he tries to steal her heart.
But Byron has his own secrets—the real reason he’s in Costa Rica being one of them.
When Phin uncovers his duplicity, she is faced with yet another heartbreak.
Things take a dramatic turn when a ghost from Phin’s past resurfaces to win her back...or so he claims.
Will Phin learn to believe in love again…or will love play her like a fool?
*Contains explicit language and sexual content. Mature audiences only.*
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Excerpt
I dipped my ears under the water and could hear the thunder and the muted echoes of the rain plopping on the pool’s surface, but nothing else.
The sky grew even darker. There was darkness above me and all around. Even the water looked black. I was floating in a void, wishing for a whirlpool to swallow me up as I started feeling the ache again. The sharp blade that stabbed me in the heart and twisted with cruelty, every single time I tried to forget it. The pain that should’ve killed me days ago, except my stubborn, stupid body kept insisting on breathing, my heart kept beating, though I no longer knew what for.
I closed my eyes, replacing the darkness with more darkness. Except this blackness felt empty, just like me.
Had he thought of me since the day he shattered my world into a million pieces? Did he feel as terrible as I did? Did he care that I was hurting? That heartless, soulless bastard...whom I loved.
The sky grew even darker. There was darkness above me and all around. Even the water looked black. I was floating in a void, wishing for a whirlpool to swallow me up as I started feeling the ache again. The sharp blade that stabbed me in the heart and twisted with cruelty, every single time I tried to forget it. The pain that should’ve killed me days ago, except my stubborn, stupid body kept insisting on breathing, my heart kept beating, though I no longer knew what for.
I closed my eyes, replacing the darkness with more darkness. Except this blackness felt empty, just like me.
Had he thought of me since the day he shattered my world into a million pieces? Did he feel as terrible as I did? Did he care that I was hurting? That heartless, soulless bastard...whom I loved.
Author Info
| I'm a small-town girl, living in the big city of Chicago with my trusty Boston Terrier sidekick, Duncan. I'm a cog in the corporate wheel by day, and a Romance writer by night. When I'm not working or writing, I love cooking, laughing, yoga-ing...and, of course, indulging in my ridiculous obsession with love stories! In addition to Romance, I also write in the YA Paranormal genre under the pen name Jane Lively. |
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