Behind Closed Doors

By Adriana Hunter

When writer Julie Sampson buys a summer home on a quiet lakefront property, she's excited to get away and finally finish her book. But when she meets her mysterious neighbor, Robert Grey, that plan quickly goes out the window.

But he's no stranger...

Robert and Julie have a history – he's from the same home town, they went to school together and after a one night stand, he disappeared without a trace.

But now he's back and he wants her all to himself.

Can Julie forget the past and give him a second chance? And is Robert really a new man, or will he abandon her all over again?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Adriana Hunter
• Release date: Nov 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301693733

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Secret Lovers

BBW Erotic Romance

By Adriana Hunter

Copyright © 2012, Adriana Hunter

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Published by Wet Ink Publishing

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Julie couldn’t keep the grin off her face. She was zooming down the highway in her Chevy convertible with the top down, her long, chestnut hair streaming out behind her as she sang along to Bon Jovi’s ‘Who Says You Can’t Go Home’ blaring out of the radio. Her new house key jangled cheerfully from the key ring dangling from the ignition, a constant reminder of what lay ahead, less than five miles away now that she was at the tail end of the one hundred mile road trip.

A distant great-uncle of hers had passed away a year ago, and she’d received a tidy inheritance from him in his will, to her surprise. She hadn’t known him very well, hadn’t seen him since she was a small child, and hadn’t really thought about the fact that he’d been the owner of a vast financial empire when she heard he’d passed away. In all honesty, the sum he’d given her was a paltry amount when you took his net worth into account, but she wasn’t complaining. She would have never been able to buy her new summer home otherwise.

Making a right hand turn, she left the highway for a winding dirt road. As she passed through trees full of twittering birds, she turned off the radio so she could listen to the sounds of nature. Peace settled into her heart as it had done when she’d first come out here with