When Aiyanna Casilieris becomes stranded in a snowed in mountain cabin, the last thing she imagined was that she’d be welcoming a wickedly sexy intruder to keep her company. But within days, she’s invited him to do so much more.
First instincts are usually right.
Falling for someone on the rebound is never a good idea. But Nathan Romero has never been one to pass up a harmless and meaningless good time. Even when it turns out the sexy stranger he’s stranded with is a lot more innocent than he imagined.
Even before they’re rescued, he finds himself asking for more time with her once they’re out of there. As their relationship back in the real world intensifies, nothing surprises Nathan anymore. Not how fast things move between them nor even their talk of moving in together.
Anything too good to be true . . . always is.
Surrounded by friends and family who are all for the relationship despite it moving at lightning speed, Nathan couldn’t be surer that what he’s feeling for Aiyanna is the real deal. Things between them couldn’t be more perfect. Until the unspeakable happens.
Could their love survive the most brutal of betrayals, especially when there’s no denying it? Or was their rapid but perfect relationship really too good to be true?
Genre: FICTION / Romance / EroticaUnivited is the 7th and last book of my best selling series Fate. While it starts off as a sweet slow burn romance that buds between two strangers stranded in a slow storm. It takes a turn midway through and borders on a psychological thriller that'll have you guessing until the very end.
Uninvited has 40 Amazon reviews with a nearly perfect 4.8 out 5 star average. On Goodreads it has 389 ratings 49 reviews with an average of 4.18 out of 5 star average.
“Oh dear God, help me,” Aiyanna said under her breath as she dove behind the sofa and waited. What the hell had she been thinking coming here alone?
She heard him groan again and she held her breath. “What the . . .?”
He was quiet for a moment. Then she heard more movement, and the sofa moved as if he’d kicked it or something. She fumbled to her feet and ran to the kitchen to retrieve the frying pan she’d left there. “Don’t you move!” she said as she ran back into the front room and saw him floundering on the floor like a fish out of water.
“What the fuck is this?” he asked, looking up at her. “Who are you? And why am I tied up?”
“You broke in here!” she practically shrieked. “I’m just protecting myself.”
“Are you why my head’s throbbing?” he asked with a wince then a frown. “Is that what you hit me with?”
“Yes!” She moved the pan in her hand to let him see she’d be willing to do it again. “Why did you break in my window?”
“Because I got stuck in the snow and was looking for shelter. Why didn’t you answer the door when I knocked?”
“How am I supposed to know you’re not some kind of psycho killer?”
He frowned again this time, squeezing his eyes shut. “Well, I’m not, and my head hurts like a bitch now.”
Aiyanna held the pan in front of her, not sure what to say or do at that point. All she knew was she couldn’t let him get the upper hand, no matter how good-looking he was. In this upright position, he did not look like a killer. Aiyanna gulped hard when he looked up, and she got a better look at his potent dark eyes. They narrowed as he took her in from top to bottom.
