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Love Not at First Sight: Extract #2

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Sam

I kick my legs, fighting to pull the woman to the surface. I have a hold of her beneath her arms. She’s a dead weight and I pray that she’s okay, that she didn’t get hurt in the fall. The icy water urges me to kick harder. There’s no light. I can’t tell up from down. I’m going on pure instinct, and a prayer, please God, let me be swimming toward air.

I kick harder. My heart pounds in my ears and my lungs ache. Maybe I chose the wrong direction. Up was down, or down was up and I’m swimming to the bottom of the water. I start to panic. Then, just when I’m about to turn around, reverse direction, we break the surface. I gasp, drag in a harsh breath then cough and sputter. I draw the woman’s head higher. Float on my back and hold her against my chest. She coughs and sputters.

Then, “Are you okay?” she asks. Her voice is ragged and soft.

Before I can answer, her head falls again to my chest and her body goes limp.

My blood goes cold.

“I’m okay. Are you alright?”

She doesn’t answer, she lies heavy and still against me. I kick my legs to keep us at the surface and feel for her pulse. I let out a sigh of relief, it’s strong and steady. At least there’s that. She shivers and I’m reminded of how cold the water is. Like an ice bath. We’re going to get hypothermia if I don’t get us out of it soon.

But I can’t see. There’s no light. I dropped my phone when I went to grab her. I saw her flashlight fly from her grasp. Then I remember my watch. It’s a waterproof divers watch, a twenty-thousand-dollar piece that my sister bought me last year for my birthday. She laughed because she said she’d spent my money to get it. I’ve worn it ever since. Thank the Lord. I press a button on the side and the display glows. It gives a dim light that barely illuminates the space around my hand. I hold up my arm and twist the watch in the air. The light catches on the white stone and reflects around the cavern. The water that was black in the pitch dark is turquoise and clear where the light hits. There. About twenty feet away I can just make out what looks like water hitting rock. I can’t be sure. The light is too dim. But I swim that way because right now it’s our best chance.

I’m breathing hard and shivering harder by the time I reach the rock wall.

“We made it,” I tell the woman. I lift her onto the rock first, roll her onto the surface and then I climb out after her. Water sluices onto the rock and runs around us. It’s cold. It’s too damn cold. I feel for the woman’s pulse. It’s still strong, but her skin is like ice and she’s shaking.

“You’ll be okay,” I say. I keep talking, because it’s so dark and quiet in here that any voice, even my own, is better than the silence. “I’ve never been so scared as when I saw you fall,” I tell her. I keep my voice low and soothing. I don’t know how we’re going to get out of here. Or even if there is a way out. My phone is gone, hers is likely in her pack which is still up on the stalagmite at the top of the crevice. To be sure I pat her pockets. Carefully. I don’t want her waking up thinking I’m some creep taking advantage. Nothing. They’re empty. Not that a phone could get reception down in the depths of a cave.

“We’ll get out of here,” I tell her. I put my hand on her arm. Dang, she’s cold. “I’ll get you out of here. I promise.”

I hear a scratching noise and then a rhythmic crunch, crunch, scratch. The hair on the back of my neck stands up. There’s something else here with us.

I hit the display of my watch and look around. Nothing. I can’t see anything. I hold it over the woman. I can barely make out the shape of her face.

She shivers again and I make a decision. I have to get her warm and I have to get her to help. I think the most urgent thing right now is getting warm.

But how?

Body heat. But first we need out of these soaking wet clothes.

“Damnit.”

I kick off my shoes and socks and then pull off my T-shirt. I wring the water out of them and set them out on the rock. Then, I strip down to my boxers and wring out my shorts. I’m too cold to feel awkward. I jump up and down and rub my hands over my clammy skin. Then I kneel down next to the woman.

I untie and pull off her hiking boots and socks. Then I work the soaking wet long-sleeved shirt over her head. I wring it out and put it next to her socks and boots. I feel around in the dark for the buttons to her pants. The skin of her stomach is cold and taut.

I find the button.

Suddenly, her hand lashes out and grabs my throat. She squeezes and I freeze.

“Take off my pants and I’ll kill you and leave your body in the dark.”

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When your soul mate is the man you loathed at first sight…Book Two in Sarah Ready’s Soul Mates in Romeo series sparkles with tension and a delicious helping of swoon-worthy romance.

Veronica Diaz loves her career, her friends and the great outdoors – she has no room in her life for men. In fact, she knows there are only two types of men in the world: players and wanna-be players and she wants nothing to do with any of them.

So when a psychic informs Veronica that her fated soul mate is Frederick Knight “The King of Players,” Veronica does what any sensible woman would do – she runs.

A twist of fate lands Veronica in the depths of a pitch-black cave system with a man she’s never met and can’t see. As Veronica and Sam struggle to survive they open up, share their secrets, and risk their lives for each other. Soon Veronica starts to wonder if maybe not all men are players, and maybe she can trust Sam enough to fall in love.

The only problem: Sam is actually Frederick Knight. The man Veronica swore she’d never, ever, ever love.

In fact, she loathed him at first sight.

And if they make it out of the cave alive, and Veronica sees him for the first time, she’ll loathe him again. Won’t she?

But maybe, sometimes you can only see who someone really is when you can’t see them at all? And maybe you can only fall in love when it’s not at first sight?

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Love Not At First Sight: Extract #1

Read an extract from my upcoming billionaire enemies-to-lovers romance book: Love Not At First Sight! Coming July 20th, 2021.


“What will you do when Erma catches up to you?” asks Jessie.

“Run.”

Jessie and Ferran laugh and Chloe rolls her eyes.

“You say that now,” Chloe says. “But you’ll see. This is a good thing.”

“Agree to disagree,” I say.

“When you find the one, Vee, it’s the best feeling in the whole world.”

Ferran shakes her head. “What if Erma says her soul mate is some creep? Or a toad? What if he’s—”

“A player,” I say.

The words are like acid in my gut. That’s my worst nightmare. To be in love with a player and not to be able to walk away. To remain in a relationship with a cheating, narcissistic player because of love. If I could guarantee that he wouldn’t be a player…but I can’t.

“He won’t be,” says Chloe.

“You have absolute faith in fate,” I say.

“Of course I do.”

“I don’t,” I say. “Fate has a sick sense of humor and Erma is her maniacal handmaiden…”
I trail off. Jessie shakes her head and Chloe’s eyes go wide.

“She’s behind me, isn’t she?” I ask.

“Uh huh,” says Ferran.

“Hi Miss Erma,” says Jessie.

Slowly, I turn my head and look up at Erma. This is it. Two weeks of running and she’s finally caught me.

“Veronica,” says Erma in a scolding voice. “I never imagined you a coward. Running away like that.” She shakes her finger at me.

My cheeks heat. I’m going to claim it’s the wine making them flush, not embarrassment.

“I don’t want to know,” I say. “That’s not cowardly. I just don’t want to know.”

She throws her hands up in the air and her bracelets clack on her wrists. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you,” she says. “You can’t run away from this. He’s coming.”

“What?” I ask. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end. I don’t want this.

“He’s coming to Romeo and you won’t be able to run away.”

“Umm, Aunt Erma? Who’s coming?” asks Chloe.

“Her soul mate, dear.”

“When?” I ask. Forewarned is forearmed. I can avoid him. I can…

“Tomorrow,” says Erma.

“How do you know?” Ferran asks.

Erma drops the Romeo Record, the town’s weekly paper on the table. “Because it says so right here.”

On the front page is a picture of the old Reddington Mansion. I scan the article. It’s been sold to a new owner.

“Who bought it?” asks Jessie.

Erma pins me with her shrewd gaze and if I could get up and run, I would. But I feel stuck to the chair.

“Frederick Knight,” she says.

My stomach bottoms out.

“Oh no,” Chloe says in a horrified whisper.

“But…” Jessie says.

“Jeez,” Ferran says.

I stare at Erma, shaking my head in denial.

“Aunt Erma, maybe you’re…wrong?” asks Chloe in a hopeful voice.

Aunt Erma purses her lips. She’s never wrong. Never, ever, ever wrong. She’s been predicting soul mates for decades and she’s never made a mistake. I stare at Erma and my friends in a daze. The room tilts and my mind must be fuzzy from the wine because I thought she’d said…

“Did you say Frederick Knight?” I ask.

Erma smiles and nods. “That’s right, dear.”

I grab the edge of the table to steady myself.

“Jeez,” Ferran says again.

But then, a surge of clarity busts through my mind. Chloe had this misunderstanding too. It could be any Frederick Knight, any Frederick Knight in the whole world, not necessarily…

Erma lifts her hand and points at the flat screen TV hanging over the bar.

“That man,” she says.

Oh. Oh no.

There’s no misunderstanding.

Acid burns through my chest and down to my stomach.

Fate, with her cruel sense of humor, has matched me with Frederick Knight, the most unrepentant, detestable, horrible poster child for players that ever existed.

“Never,” I say. “I will never, ever fall in love with that man. The King of Players. I loathe him. I’ve never met him and I loathe him. He’s reprehensible.”

The King of Players. That’s the press’s nickname for billionaire bad boy Frederick Knight. He’s the idol that all players bow down to and worship.  

I watch the TV screen with growing horror. He’s in a hot tub, wearing a panama hat and aviator sunglasses. He’s holding a champagne flute and a bottle of champagne. There are six topless models in the hot tub with him. He laughs as they pour bottles of bubbly over his bronzed skin. One of the models starts to lick his chin as he grins and motions the others over. The clip cuts away.

I make a desperate sound, like an animal in a trap.  

“Oh no,” says Chloe. “This isn’t good.”

“Jeez,” Ferran says.

“Your soul mate is Frederick Knight? The billionaire?” Jessie asks. I can hear the worry in her voice.

“It doesn’t matter,” I choke out. My voice is thick with tears.

“Why not?” asks Chloe.

“Because,” I say. “I will never speak to him. Never meet him. Never have anything to do with that…that…player. I will never love that man.”


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Chasing Romeo is Now Available!

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Chasing Romeo is Book ONE in my new Soul mates in Romeo series. It’s a laugh out loud, soul mate chasing, road trip romance. It has a heroine who believes in true love, soul mates, and happily ever afters, and a hero who is so cynical he takes his coffee black (because milk and sugar hide the truth). They’re like oil and water and the results are hilarious. If you’ve been hankering to go on a road trip, then it’s time to vicariously live through Nick and Chloe as they chase down Chloe’s soul mate, 1 of 7 men located across the USA.

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