Cover Reveal: Reminiscent Hearts by Rachel De Lune
Book: Reminiscent Hearts
Author: Rachel De Lune
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 14th February
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A second chance love story.
Lily Hill was a good girl. Sweet,
innocent, hardworking, with her whole life in front of her. And
completely in love with Jake Stewart.
Jake was the ultimate bad boy, who
screwed around and never played by the rules. He had his own secrets
and demons, and for him, Lily was the light to his dark. He knew how
Lily felt about him. It was the best un-kept secret between friends.
But the one good thing he did was keep his hands off Lily. She’d
never survive his deepest desires.
Or so he thought.
A lot can happen in five years.
Lives change. People change. But what
about love?
Rachel De Lune writes emotionally
driven erotic romance. She began scribbling her stories in the pages
of a notebook several years ago. Today she's still scribbling stories
of dominance and submission and creating Happily Ever Afters.
Rachel lives in the South West of
England and daydreams about shoes, lingerie and chocolate, in-between
being a mum and a wife. She would love to give up her day job to
devote more time to her scribbles. For every woman who’s ever
desired more. www.racheldelune.com
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I grab a beer from the counter in the
kitchen and head out the back door. Night had drawn in despite the
long sunny day. I take a seat next to a few guys from my psychology
class who are sitting on the decking. From this position, I have the
perfect view of the two main rooms of the house. And a perfect
fucking view of Lily dancing with some stranger.
I stand abruptly. “Hey, watch it,
Jake.” I look down and realise I’ve tipped beer all over… this
kid’s lap.
“Sorry, my bad.”
I sit back down and wrestle the
possessive fire bolt that just struck in my chest. I have no fucking
right to be jealous. I could have Lily if I want. I know she still
has feelings for me. She tries to hide it, but every time those big
tempting eyes look at me, I can see what she’s keeping quiet about.
She’s never told me how she feels, never spoken about it with her
friends, from what I can tell.
It’s been our mutually kept little
secret. All the way through school.
Until this fucking minute, as I see
this guy pull her in closer and whisper in her ear. Her innocence is
screaming at him. I bet he can even smell it on her. That fresh
flowers in spring scent that never seems to leave her. Another thing
that drives me fucking crazy.
The guy seems to have a couple of
friends with him. None of them I recognise.
“Hey, anyone know who those three
stooges are?”
“No, they aren’t from St.
George’s.”
I settle in and watch. The shadows
shroud me in darkness and keep me hidden. I must be a masochist
because it’s fucking misery. Lily is sweet, kind and laughing like
she doesn’t have a care in the world. She’s breathtaking.
She stops with the dancing and pulls
out her phone. I look at my watch and notice the time. Midnight is
her usual pick up time. The guy follows her as she and Charlotte
leave the dancing. I can see them in the hall through the next window
along, and I don’t think twice about getting up to see just what
this guy’s intentions are.
My view into the room is obscured, but
there is no missing the kiss he gives Lily. The fucking kiss I’d
always wanted to give her. I smash my bottle on the floor as the rage
inside gets the better of me. I ignore every pair of eyes that are
now on me and march right back into the room.
Prince-fucking-charming comes back into
the room with a shit eating grin on his face.
“You! Don’t you ever fucking hurt
her, you got me? If you do, I’ll make your life a fucking misery
and be happy to do it.” My hands grip around his shirt collar as I
spit the warning at him.
Several pairs of hands try to separate
us, but they have no fucking chance.
“Relax, man. I’m not going to mess
with her.” He has an inch or so on me in height, but I more than
make up for it with brawn. “What’s she to you? You her brother?”
“No. Just watch yourself. She’s too
fucking good for you.” My heart stampedes in my chest as I lay down
my warning. I release him and leave the room. I’m pumped and ready
to rip someone apart. Everything is heightened, and I need to get out
before I do something fucking stupid. I turn and realise everyone is
staring at me. It’s eerily quiet as the music has suddenly been
turned off.
I do the usual and ignore everyone and
leave through the back, out into the garden and around the side of
the house. God, I’m a bastard.
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