My Maine Man: The Erotic States of America, #3

By Livia Lang

We can't bang unless he got fang! 

Cherry is reeling for a nasty break-up when she gets a mysterious offer: spend Halloween night with a handsome stranger in a vampire costume. 

He promises to make her troubles melt away, and he says he never breaks a promise. But while he's great in bed, does this stranger have a secret? Is his costume perhaps not a costume at all?

This is a standalone new adult vampire romance for busy people - quick, steamy, and guaranteed to have a happy ending!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Livia Lang
• Release date: Jul 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215121542

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My Maine Man

My Maine Man

Livia Lang

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Epilogue

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1

Cherry Hamilton's sky-high heels clacked angrily on the cobblestone as she made her way back to the dorm. Her skimpy pure-white nurse outfit clung to her curves, with her chest pushed so tightly into the bodice that she struggled to breathe. A crisp red and white hat sat upon her hair, threatening to fall off if she so much as laughed too hard. The whole outfit was fussy, constricting, and only making her mood worse. However, it was a sacrifice she had been willing to make, in order to drop jaws and turn heads at the Halloween party. Especially the head of one certain guy...

Fucking hell, Noah, she grumbled. You are the worst.

The full moon shone brightly overhead, casting grey light over the many buildings dotting campus. For autumn-time in Maine, it was unseasonably warm. Most years she wouldn't have dared to totter around in such revealing clothes, but with a new boyfriend and a heat wave, it seemed like the perfect time to go all out. It really should have been the perfect spooky Halloween night for drunken shenanigans and sexy surprises. But then Noah had to go and ruin everything. 

They'd only been dating two weeks and somehow the asshole had already managed to cheat on her. It was a new record. A new, shitty record.  At the start of the night, she’d been enjoying herself at the Sigma Nu frat party, dancing and sneaking kisses on Noah’s neck. She'd felt pretty and had enjoyed how he kept eyeing her cleavage and whispering dirty things about letting her give him a medical exam. Then around eleven, he'd completely disappeared. 

Poof, gone. 

Cherry had searched everywhere, hoping he hadn't passed out somewhere. She didn't suspect the worst until she noticed how evasive his frat brothers were to her questions. Her heart in her throat, she'd begun to search more frantically. Then she'd found him. Deep in the back of the frat house, he was in a guest bedroom — naked and underneath some girl dressed as a robot. 

It wasn’t even a cute robot costume. She looked like a refrigerator! She was half-yelling now, not caring who heard. She was desperately trying to hold onto her anger, because it was the only thing keeping her from crying. But with every word, her voice trembled slightly. The rejection and betrayal hurt; she felt like her heart had