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Change Of Plans (A BBW New Adult Romance)
Change Of Plans (A BBW New Adult Romance)
Change Of Plans (A BBW New Adult Romance)
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Change Of Plans (A BBW New Adult Romance)

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The last thing that curvy publishing agent Callie expected was to find herself caught up in the pages of a wildly erotic story from an unknown author, yet that's exactly what happened. Curious about the mystery man, she agrees to a meeting only to find that the author isn't a stranger at all. In fact, he's all too familiar.

Brendan has already hurt Callie once and she's not about to give him the chance to do it again. It doesn't matter that he's the sexiest, most intoxicating man that she's ever known, or that he's written one of the most erotic stories to ever land on her desk. All she knows is that she needs to protect her heart from him. Especially when his motives are just as dangerous as they are wicked…

Note To Readers: This is a light, easy read for BBW romance fans. It is a stand-alone novella, free of cliff hangers and is not part of a series. If you love curvy heroines and dominant men who love them, you'll enjoy this one! ;)

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTangled Press
Release dateAug 21, 2015
ISBN9781516319251
Change Of Plans (A BBW New Adult Romance)

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    Change Of Plans (A BBW New Adult Romance) - Adriana Hunter

    Change Of Plans

    A BBW New Adult Romance

    By Adriana Hunter

    Copyright © 2015, Adriana Hunter

    All Rights Reserved.

    Published by Tangled Press

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    This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations and places are solely the product of the author’s imagination.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, including events, areas, locations and situations is entirely coincidental.

    Table of Contents

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    Chapter Eight

    Chapter Nine

    Chapter Ten

    Epilogue

    About The Author

    Other Books By Adriana Hunter

    Chapter One

    As Callie stepped off the bus and onto the sidewalk of Madison Avenue, she realized that for the first time in over seven years, she was dreading going to work.

    Taking a deep breath, she looked up at the steel and glass skyscraper that stretched into the air like a javelin, piercing the bright blue sky that was only faintly dotted with clouds. A chilly winter breeze tugged at her hair, nipping at her nose while it teased her nostrils with the scent of kebabs wafting from a nearby food cart. The smells and sounds of people swirled around her, and she felt like she was standing in a storm of fragrance and body odor and chatter and electronic beeps and whistles.

    Such was daily life in the Big Apple, and normally she would be charging straight through the throng, heading for the double doors of 41 Madison, skyrocketing up to her office on the 36th floor. She would sit at her desk, read through the emails and query letters and manuscripts that had already been cherry picked by her assistant, and make her clients and publishers happy by striking some amazing publishing deals. Those deals were what she lived for, what got her to spring out of bed every morning and hit the pavement with a bounce in her stiletto-clad step.

    But this morning, as she pushed through the double doors of her building and headed for the elevator, the click of her stilettos against the white tile floor were dull, and her shoulders slumped as she boarded the elevator with a sigh. The sight of the Hudson River winding in the distance, clearly visible through the panes of the glass elevator, did absolutely nothing to distract her from the fact that for the past through weeks, she hadn’t found a single gem worthy of an offer in the slush pile that was on her desk.

    Sure, she had some good deals on the table, and there were a couple of authors she was working through revisions with in preparation for the submission stage, but it had been some time since she’d come across a story she’d fallen in love with, and it was really dragging her down. Her thirst for spicy romances was what drove her, and what made her the best romance and erotica agent Bright Star Media Group had ever hired. She had a knack for finding the best and the brightest jewels, and always beat out the other agents in the amount of deals she struck with publishers every year.

    Damn right you do, a voice in her head said as the elevator dinged, signaling her floor. And there’s no reason to let this minor slump get you down in the dumps.

    That’s right, she realized, and she squared her shoulders as she stepped off the elevator and onto the 36th floor. Rather than a hallway, she was greeted by an open floor plan that was dominated by cubicles. In every one of those cubicles an agent or assistant sat at a desk, reviewing query letters, marking up manuscripts and responding to emails. The air buzzed with activity as copies were made, contracts were printed, and agents chattered busily on the phone with authors, editors and marketing directors.

    It was another busy day at Bright Star Media Group. And she’d be damned if she was going to do anything less than embrace the frenzied energy wholeheartedly and kick some serious literary butt.

    Head held high, she made her way over to her office, stopping briefly to nod or greet fellow coworkers, and to grab a cup of coffee from the company kitchen. As one of the top agents, she was lucky enough to have her own office, a spacious room with glass walls that offered an amazing view of Madison Square Park. Settling herself in her cushy tan leather chair behind her white oak computer desk, she booted up her computer and prepared herself to slog through the daily grind that was her email inbox.

    Not the daily grind, she reminded herself firmly. A treasure trove of opportunities. The next bestselling romance could be lurking somewhere in these cyber-depths!

    Good morning, Callie! Lucinda Brown, her assistant, breezed in, carrying a brown paper bag that Callie knew from experience contained an egg and cheese croissant and a fruit bowl – her usual breakfast.  Was hoping to have this hear waiting for you, but looks like you got here first! She set the paper bag down on Callie’s desk with a smile, showing off her dimples. Her bright red hair and sparkling green eyes were the polar opposite of Callie’s chestnut curls and dark blue irises, but Callie didn’t resent Lucinda for her fresh-faced beauty; the young woman had a way of lifting Callie’s spirits no matter what was going on.

    Thank you. Callie smiled back as she dug the croissant out of the bag. She took a bite, letting the combination of cheesy egg and buttery pastry permeate her taste buds, and closed her eyes in bliss. Mmm. You’re a godsend.

    Lucinda laughed. You’re too easy, she teased, and then gestured toward the computer screen. Just wait until you check out some of the query letters I’ve filtered out for you. I have a feeling you’re going to find something pretty juicy to sink your teeth into today!

    Oh really? Callie’s eyes lit up as she swiveled around to face her computer, her sandwich already forgotten on her desk. Nine times out of ten, if Lucinda said something was juicy, it usually was. She was going to make a fine literary agent someday. Which one is it?

    I’m not telling. Lucinda winked, then turned and sauntered out of the room. If you want to know, you’re just going to have to find it yourself! she called over her shoulder.

    Brat, Callie muttered with a grin. Rolling up the sleeves of her white silk blouse, she delved into her emails, determined to find this amazing query letter before lunch.

    Chapter Two

    Do you like that? Logan asked, his husky voice rough as he whispered in her ear. He gave her earlobe a tug with his teeth as he spanked her again, the crack of his palm reverberating throughout the bedroom.

    Yes! Amanda cried, her legs trembling so hard she thought her knees might collapse. She didn’t dare let them though, and instead stayed right where she was, bent over the bed with her elbows resting on the edge of the mattress, her feet planted firmly on the floor, legs spread apart as she

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