COMING FRIDAY DOROTHY SHAW AUTHOR OF: SHATTERED HEART SEE EXCERPT

Dorothy Shaw
Author of:
Shattered

Heart
Product Warnings
Contains a lot of graphic, yummy sex. To those prone to lock their bedroom doors, fair warning. In this book, there are no doors, only windows. With no curtains. For those who aren’t afraid to keep their eyes wide open: Enjoy the show!

The Donnellys Series - Normal doesn’t always mean picture perfect
A crush is just a fantasy. The real thing packs some serious heat.

The Donnellys, Book 3

When Cynthia Donnelly lays eyes on her high school crush at her brother’s wedding rehearsal, she regrets her self-imposed, one-year moratorium on dating. If possible, he’s even hotter now than when they were teens.

Back in school, Shane made a point to ignore his best friend’s cute, sassy little sister. Now that she’s grown into an incredibly sexy woman full of Irish spunk, resisting her is out of the question. Besides, in his book, all “hands-off” rules have expired.

One sizzling night together should have been enough. Instead, the heat rises, tempting Cyn to take a chance on a long-distance relationship and making Shane consider pulling up stakes and moving back to L.A.

Cyn’s recently dumped ex, however, has other ideas. His quest to get her back escalates into violence, shattering Cyn’s faith in herself, and in anyone else of the male persuasion, and leaving Shane with his work cut out for him to repair the damage—or lose his shot at a once-in-a-lifetime love.

Warning: This book contains a physical assault. Buckle up for a bumpy emotional journey with the characters as they fall apart and then slowly find their way to healing, and to each other. You might get angry or tearful along the way, you may even get frustrated, but as is with any good love story, it’ll be worth it in the end.


Shattered Heart

Sonja resumed her spot in the pew. “You’re welcome to join me.”
Shane took her up on the offer and slid next to her. “Thanks.”
“Personally, I think I’d enjoy seeing Cyn grab him by the ear. But maybe that’s just James’s sick sense of humor rubbing off on me.” She grinned.
Shane chuckled. “I’ve seen it. Trust me, it’s pretty funny. So how long have you and Jimmy been together?”
“It’s been a little over eight months now. I think.” She tilted her head to the side, a thoughtful expression on her face. “We can’t agree on an official date, but technically we met almost a year ago.”
Shane fixed his gaze on Cyn, watching every sway of her hips as she bounced back and forth between the bridesmaids and the groomsmen. “Sounds like there’s a story there.”
“Oh, I’m sure James will fill you in tonight. He loves to tell people all about how we met and what a pain in the ass I was. He says it’s our love story.”
Cyn bent over to gather the bouquets of flowers for the bridesmaids, her full ass on perfect display. Shane blew out a breath and lost all train of thought. Damn, what he could do with that ass. He ran his hand along the back of his neck and blew out another breath.
“Looks like you’ve got a story you’re wanting to write.” Sonja laughed.
Shane dragged his gaze away from Cyn and all her delicious curves, and focused on Sonja. “I’m sorry, what was that?”
She raised a single brow and nodded her head in Cyn’s direction. “The expression on your face is priceless right now.”
Shane’s face got hot. She’d caught him gawking, and obviously there was no point in denying it. “I’ve known her since she was a little girl in pigtails.”
“Yes, but now she’s a woman.”
“Yeah.” He ran his hand along the top of his head. “She sure is.”
Sonja crossed her arms and let out another chuckle. Shane snorted and bent forward, resting his elbows on the back of the pew in front of him. Cynthia was all woman. Wrapped in a pair of tight blue jeans and a white tank top that hugged her very ample chest and tiny waist. Yeah. Alllll woman.
Regardless, Cyn was still Joey’s little sister and Shane would do his very best to keep his hands to himself. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t look. He was a disciplined Marine. A damn good soldier. But he was also a hot-blooded male and not looking just wasn’t going to be possible.


Defensive Heart


Uptown girl, tattooed bad boy. Think you know which one is wild? You’d be wrong.

The Donnellys, Book 2

Greenwich Village is home to successful artist Jimmy Donnelly, and the world is his playground. A broken heart in college left him with zero interest in being tied down. But when he meets a sexy, quick-witted Manhattan attorney, he reconsiders his bad boy ways.
Sonja Martin’s life is filled with work, an ex-husband who refuses to stay gone, and a teenage daughter who won’t follow the rules. Jimmy, with his myriad of tattoos and piercings, looks more like one of her clients than a potential lover. But when every argument between them feels more like foreplay, she can’t seem to stay out of his bed.

The heat burns through whatever defenses Sonja thought she had. And Jimmy finds his every fantasy fulfilled—and exceeded—by a woman whose fire burns as bright as her fiercely guarded vulnerability.

But his case for breaking her out of her self-imposed mold might just be dismissed. And he’ll lose the best thing he’s ever found.


Warning: This book might piss you off. But if I’ve done my job, while you’re busy being pissed off, you’ll also fall in love with the hero and the heroine. May contain: A pompous, misogynistic ex-husband. A rebellious teenager. A ton of sex. Adventurous sex. Make-up sex. Desperate-OMG-GET-YOUR-CLOTHES-OFF sex… Did I mention there’s a lot of sex?


COME BY TOMORROW FOR EXCERPT FROM BOOK 1
"UNWORTHY HEART"

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