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RELEASE BLITZ

Title: Wanted

Author: Dee Palmer

Genre: Erotic Romantic
Comedy

Release Date: March 30, 2017


BLURB

I waited ten years for the right guy, then
four come along at once.

I wasn’t even looking for my Mr Right. I
thought I’d found him and he was just waiting for that perfect moment to pop
the question. When the time came it was far from perfect the event left me a
humiliated, broken-hearted mess.

Still, a person would have to be batshit
crazy to do what I’ve done, or I’m about to do.

I’m Orange County bound with all my worldly
possessions crammed into five suitcases and an agreement to marry one of four
complete strangers.

I just don’t know which one of the four men
it’s going to be.

No need to panic.

I have a whole month to make my decision.  Who would do such a thing? No sane woman
that’s for sure, but then with a name like Seraphim, I was never going to
normal.

Hi, you can call me Finn.



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EXCERPT

“Stay, Finn…please,” she mutters, her
fat lip wobbling. She’s killing me.

“I can’t, Hope” I shake my head and
the heaviness in my heart, the sadness I feel is a fraction of the sorrow I
have endured and she knows this.  “I
wasted ten years of my life with a man who had no intention of marrying me H,
and he even took delight in humiliating me about that fact in front of all my
friends. He made me feel utterly worthless and now…” I stutter and draw in a
fortifying breath, “I have these men and one of them promised to marry me. I
get to choose…me, I—” I clamp my mouth shut at my apocalyptic fuck-up.

“Men?” she snaps.

“Man, I meant man.” I wave my hand to
dismiss my seemingly silly mistake,

“You said men,” Hope corrects
and then gasps. “Finn you didn’t answer that advert?” Her hands fly to
her mouth, eyes like saucers and we both suck in a shocked breath.

“I…I…—” I can’t construct a sentence. She
steps up to me and interrupts so I don’t have to. I wish she didn’t.

“That’s who you’ve been talking to so
secretively these last three months every spare minute. That’s what all this
gym shit you’ve been dragging me to morning, noon, and night for the last three
months has been all about. It’s because you need to be fit enough to take on
four guys?” She stares at me  and her
mouth is open so wide it’s comical, but I’m not laughing. I’m waiting for the
scream, the howl of judgement to rain down on my slutty arse. I draw in a
breath and brace.

“Yes.” I tip my chin and time comes to
a halt…and continues to halt I frown at my friend, the statue. Her wide emerald
eyes are fixed and focused, though I’m not sure on what. I wave my hand in from
of her face but she doesn’t flinch. Is it possible to be catatonic standing
up?

“Hope? Are you okay? You’re kind of
freaking me out.” I look around to see if anyone else is observing my friend’s
weird behaviour, but no one is paying us any attention. Well, other than the parking
officer who is scowling between Dolly and the No Waiting sign. “Hope!” I hiss a
little loud, and she blinks and gives a full body shudder, regaining her
senses.

“Four guys?” she asks with a degree of
aw in her tone.

I hesitate but answer.

“Yes.”

“At one time?” She arches a brow and
her lips begin to curl into a wicked smirk.

“Not necessarily. We haven’t actually
gone over the logistics,” I reply, a little straight-laced given the topic, but
we’re hardly in a secret-sharing environment.

“But they wanted a twenty year old?”

Her incredulous face pisses me off and
I place my hands on my hips and tip my chin, my tone is a little on the
defensive side.

“Well, they got a mid-to-late
twenty-year-old, that has worked her arse to knock the last several years off
her clock…literally.” I straighten my back and subtly tighten my tummy in lieu
of drawing in an obvious slimming breath.

“Oh babe, you do. You look smoking hot
don’t worry about that.” She pats my arms and flashes her best friend reassuring
smile.  “No. You need to worry more about
the fact that you don’t have enough holes, because babe, that’s something you
can’t fix at the gym.” She bites her lip to hold in her trademark filthy laugh,
but I crack first and she’s quick to follow. She throws back her head, full on
belly aching, dirty laughter falling from her lips, eyes streaming, shaking her
head. “Oh my God, you’re going to be kept busy around the cock.” She doubles
over at her own joke and waves me down because I think she has another. “They’re
in the Forces right? They’re going to want everything to run like cockwork.”

“Okaaaay then, are we finished?” I pat
her back as she attempts to regain her composure.

“Sorry. So sorry…too tempting, but
you’re right, you have a flight to catch…the cock is ticking. No time to be dicking
around now.” She snorts out another laugh.

“Hope.” I sigh.

“Look, Finn. I still think you’re
batshit insane, but if you have to go crazy at least you’ll have lots of nuts
to keep you company.” She pulls me in for a final hug, but I can see she’s
genuinely smiling, and her face is a little wet from her tears, but her
expression doesn’t hold any anxiousness or tension. There’s a little worry, but
that’s understandable. Maybe I should’ve told her sooner. “I just want
you to promise to do one thing for me.” She clears her throat and her tone is
soft but serious.

“What’s that?” I ask and wait with
bated breath for her to tell me what she’ll need from me to ease her mind, and
if it’s anything within my power. She hesitates a moment before her shoulders
start to shake.

“Pictures…I want lots of
pictures.” She snickers some more.

“I’m gone. I’ll call you when I land.”
I turn on my heel and start to push the half-tonne trolley away from my best,
but annoying friend.

“With pictures!” she calls after me.

“Sure, with pictures.” I turn my back
to the trolley, so I’m facing her but pushing the beast up the ramp, away from
the cars.

“You go, girl. Take one for the team!
Oh wait, no. Take four with the team!” she shouts over the entire departures
drop-off area, with the volume of a crowd control foghorn.

AUTHOR BIO

Dee
Palmer hates talking about herself in the third person so I won’t. My husband
had my iPod engraved one Christmas with ‘sing like no-one’s listening’ and I
know my family actually wish they weren’t listening because I am, in fact, tone
deaf but it doesn’t stop me and this gentle support has enabled me to fulfill a
dream. This has been a truly brilliant experience. Amazon Best seller in Erotic
Romance category and short listed for Erotic Author Guild Best Breakthrough
Author and Best Series for The Choices Trilogy in 2015..it’s been a pretty
fantastic first year! 

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