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About Sadira
Award-winning contemporary romance author Sadira Stone spins steamy, smoochy tales set in small businesses—a quirky bookstore, a neighborhood bar, a vintage boutique. Set in the U.S. Pacific Northwest, her stories highlight found family, friendship, and the sizzling chemistry that pulls unlikely partners together. When she emerges from her writing cave in Las Vegas, Nevada (which she seldom does), she can be found shaking her hips in dance class, playing her guitar (badly, but getting better), exploring the Western U.S. with her charming husband, cooking up a storm, and gobbling all the romance books. For a guaranteed HEA (and no cliffhangers!) visit Sadira on her website.
About the Book Nirvana Series
Welcome to Book Nirvana, an indie
bookstore in Eugene, Oregon, where you’ll find every flavor of bookish delight,
a quirky staff who are as close as family, Lulu the all-wise shop cat, Coffee
Dreams next door, and a dazzling collection of naughty books kept behind the
red door in back. If you ask shop owner Clara nicely, she just might let you
peek inside!
About RUNAWAY LOVE STORY
Wrong time, wrong place, perfect guy.
A
heartbreaking distress cry interrupts my search for a new art gallery job. Darling
Maxie needs my help, so now I’m stuck in Eugene, Oregon, rescuing the auntie
who rescued me.
Running into
adorable Coach Dalton ignites a sweet flirtation that quickly turns spicy. He’s
wise, funny, and he’s going through the same heartbreak: losing a loved one to
dementia.
But he wants
lasting love, and I’m only passing through. No matter how much I crave him, I
can’t let him derail my dreams.
Come to Book
Nirvana for a spicy, funny, heart-wrenching tale of true love and second
chances.
Runaway Love Story was previously published and has been revised and updated with new chapters.
PG Rated Excerpt
“Come back, Blondie. I just want a little taste.”
Footsteps sound behind me—only one set but closing fast.
I gulp air and lengthen my stride. My quads burn and my
sides ache, my reserves nearly spent.
I’ll never run without pepper spray again.
The guy is right on my tail, puffing like a bellows.
“Babe, there you are. Hold up.” This voice is deeper and
lacks the mocking tone of the others.
Without slowing, I risk a backward glance. Tall bald guy.
Serious runner, judging by his gear. His face drips from exertion, but his
broad smile holds no threat. He tilts his shaved head toward the bushes and
rolls his eyes.
I slow, and he pulls up alongside me, exclaiming with
unnecessary volume, “I stopped to tie my shoelaces, and you disappeared.”
Hard of hearing? Near-sighted?
He throws a glance over his shoulder and lowers his voice.
“You okay?”
Understanding dawns. He’s rescuing me!
“I’m good, thanks.” I jog to a stop and bend over, hands on
my knees, gulping air. He waits beside me and scans the bushes, his breathing
hard but steady. Expensive running shoes. Above his enormous feet rise long,
well-muscled legs encased in snug shorts and the finest ass I’ve seen in a
long, long time—high and firm and muscular. My fingertips itch to trace its
contours.
Holy heck, what’s wrong with me?
His back to me, he surveys the trail. And what a back it
is, outlined by his sweat-soaked T-shirt, narrow at the waist and broad at the
shoulders. He runs his long fingers over his shiny shaved head and turns to
face me.
Late thirties, I’m guessing. Aquiline nose, straight, pale
brows, and deep-set eyes, blue as the summer twilight. A short golden beard
covers his jaw. His lips spread in a slow smile, transforming his bony face
into something dazzling.
Our eyes meet, and a spark jolts through me, strong and
sharp and aimed straight at my core.
Uh-oh.
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Thanks so much, Diana, for hosting me today and sharing Runaway Love Story with your readers!
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