Nora Dultry lives in two worlds—a dream guy in one—and a forbidden love in another.
After her grandfather is hospitalized, college student Nora Dultry is forced to teach at a mystical summer camp for gifted kids, to cover medical expenses. For years she’s kept her dreams a secret, but her life is upended when she meets Troy Bellisaro and learns the fantasy world she escapes to in her mind, is dangerously real. Suddenly her dreams possess the power to threaten her life—and shatter her heart.
Troy not only owns Wanderlust Academy...he’s her boss, he has her heartstrings tangled in knots—and he’s hiding dark secrets of his own. As Nora’s destiny becomes inextricably intertwined with Troy’s, she is torn, between romance and desire—between two fatally different men—between two fiercely different realities. And in a desperate race to save both the man she claims to love and the one who holds her heart, she’ll be forced to decide…
Which is her dream come true…
And which is her waking nightmare.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / ParanormalEntangled Summer debuted on the bestseller list in the number two spot on Amazon.com when it first released in 2015. Originally part of an anthology entitled Fling, with seven other authors, the book has since been recently released from the box set and is now a stand-alone story that has been revised and lengthened from its original 40,000 words. We anticipate that as book sale continue to climb with my other book, particularly the Fire & Ice (Faerie Song Saga) books which are being developed for film, book sales for Entangled Summer will also grow and expand. It is for this reason I am excited at the possibly of having it translated into multiple languages.
Troy may have been my boss, but that didn't make him perfect. How could he have forgotten our night together?
I felt him smile. How can you feel someone smile? It only made me more furious with him.
He leaned against the tree next to us, arms crossed over his chest.
I watched the way his biceps flexed. Stop. Looking. At. His. Muscles.
“June 6th, one year ago to the date last Friday. You had cherry pink lipstick, that actually tasted like cherries. Your hair was red then, and smelled like wildflowers. You wore a yellow sweater. V-neck. And a black lace bra. Clap in the front. You ordered the New England clam chowder, but ate dessert first—s’mores cheesecake."
A pinprick of regret pierced me over my earlier comment. Clearly he did remember—and that set in motion a whole other range of emotions. Embarrassment, humiliation, and a small flush of arousal.
My face had to be red, but that didn't stop him.
“We went to my place, because you didn't want to go back to yours. Then like Cinderella, you disappeared, just when we were about to...”
“Okay. Okay. So your memory isn't that bad,” I said, holding up my hands. I’d give anything for a hole to fall into right now. People would be showing up soon and this was embarrassing enough without an audience.
“And just like the prince, I tried to find you. But since it wasn't a shoe you left behind, going door to door would have been awkward.”
He flashed another smile and I wanted to crawl into myself.
No…leaving a shoe behind would have been way classier than the lacy black bra I'd abandoned when I sprinted from his townhouse.
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French
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Already translated.
Translated by Cloé Ropert
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Giulia Lacava and Gessica Lamia
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Sandra Hidalgo
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Author review: Sandra Hidalgo is a first class, top of her game professional, who has a deep knowledge and understanding of both proper grammar and writing fiction. She offered helpful suggestions for book title translations, as well as marketing aspects such as cover art design. Her timeliness and accuracy were unparalleled, and she was a joy and a pleasure to work with! Very highly recommended!!! |
