Title: The Deal (The Deal#1)
Author: Z. Elizabeth
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: December 1, 2014
One feud.Two families.
What happens when you fall for the enemy?
Thanks to their fathers' feud, Nicole and Craig have been enemies since the moment they were born. But six years ago they fell in love... They just never told each other.
Motivated by their grandparents' money, they agree to a simple deal: Stay married for a year and unravel the secrets and lies surrounding their fathers. Bound together, they must figure out why the two former best friends have spent the last thirty years ignoring one another and prohibited any contact between Nicole and Craig.
Craig is more than happy to uncover their fathers' past if it means he gets Nicole for real.
Nicole wants to keep the past exactly where it is and she will fight Craig every step of the way.
With only limited time together, delving into their family history could be the mistake that will break both their hearts.
What happens when secrets and lies are revealed? Can Nicole and Craig live their Happily Ever After after waiting six long years to be together? Or will one secret be enough to break them apart, just like their fathers?
'I'm doing this for us, Nic'
*THE DEAL is suitable for 17+ due to graphic sex scenes and language*
*This is a STANDALONE novel. Book two is a companion novel.
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“I still hate you, you know?”
“Sure you do, sweetheart. That's why you pushed me away after the first orgasm.” His smirk grows, “Oh, sorry my mistake, I forgot that you wrapped your legs around my head and begged me to fuck you,” he crudely says back. And I can't snap back because that is the utmost truth. I was actually begging him for more; Yes, Craig, right there, Craig, harder, faster, deeper. You name it, I scream it. He knows exactly how to play my body and he knows I fucking love it. This is why I can't deny what he says to me, no matter how much I want to.
I scoff at him, letting my eyes scan over his body. His dark brown curls are a hot mess sticking to his head, his blue eyes twinkle with mischief and sweat glistens on his rock hard abs. Abs that I kissed and licked not only an hour ago. Confidence oozes off him and I know he's watching me pry over him and he knows why this keeps happening. Why we just can't stay away from each other and keep falling into bed every chance we get. Why the little touches and the glances end up with us grabbing each other and ripping clothes off.
But this can't keep happening.
We can't keep fucking, because it's fucking me up.
It's messing with my head and I don't want to feel things.
The feelings I have for Craig are so strong that I've tried to push them to the back of my mind, but if we keep having sex every time we are in the same room, it's going to get tricky. And I don't think my heart can take much more of it. But it's one year. Surely I can manage one year and get the money? We can part ways and say goodbye. Even if it kills me to say goodbye, it has to be done.
I need to fall out of love with my husband.
About The Author
Z. Elizabeth is a debut author who grew up in Wales, UK and wishes she knew how to speak fluent Welsh. Bore da (Good morning), Wedi Bleno (tired) and Ydw (yes) just don't cut it.
Reading has always been a part of her life since she was a young kid and writing came quickly after she discovered her love for studying English Language and writing fiction. Since graduating with a degree in BA Journalism, writing is embedded into her everyday working and personal life. At 15, she finished a full length novel and thought nothing of it until now. The Deal is loosely based upon that story and it's one that she is hugely proud of writing and re-writing and re-writing...
When she isn't slaving away at her day job, you can find her daydreaming about her book boyfriends, reading the next hot book out or binge eating with her friends, continually shocking them with the filth that flies out of her mouth.
Z. Elizabeth hopes that her characters end up on your book boyfriend/girlfriend lists and her book ends up on your favourite list, maybe even your bookshelf.