Seven Nights, Seven Highs.
SOAR is the sizzling conclusion to the Indigo Lounge Series.
Dark and sinfully sexy Noah King thought he had left his past behind in New York. In Leia Michaels he thought he’d found his kindred spirit and an answer to all his unrelenting cravings.
But the past is not done with him. When his future explodes in a shower of nightmares he can’t walk away from, he’s left with an unconscionable choice.
For a painfully brief time, Leia imagined she was free at last. Free to contemplate a future with Noah King. But returning to Miami brings a whole new set of nightmares.
She craves a man who will never be hers. And her shadows of her past are closing in on her.
For the lovers of Sylvia Day’s Crossfire series, comes the next scorching story from this bestselling series.
Warning: this book contains explicit scenes of scorching sex, heartache and emotional highs that will leave your pulse racing. 18+ only.
She squinted at the dashboard, then blinked his way. “It’s nearly midnight, Noah.”
“What’s your point exactly?” He eased away from the traffic light and turned left onto the street that held a row of trendy bars and coffee shops.
“My point is I have to be up early to go to work and I need to get a good night’s sleep.”
“A good night’s sleep, huh? Tell me, Leia, how did you sleep last night?” he asked softly.
“What? Why are you asking me that?”
He swung the car onto a side street and parked in the employee area of a one-story building. Killing the engine, he turned to her, sliding a hand behind her headrest. “Tell me you slept like a fucking baby last night after you walked away from me.” His smile felt like it was carved from granite. Moving his hand, he caught a strand of hair between his fingers and caressed its silkiness. “Tell me that so I can congratulate you. Or call you a fucking liar.”
“Or tell me you lay awake, your gut turning to stone every time you thought you’d never see me again. Tell me that so I can accommodate the fact that you’re a tiny little bit human.”
Her eyes widened and her breath rushed out between shocked, parted lips. “What good would that do either of us?” she whispered.
“It would make me feel a helluva lot better knowing I wasn’t crazy. That I didn’t spend last week losing my head over a heartless bitch.”
Zara Cox has been writing for almost twenty-five years but it wasn’t until seven years ago that she decided to share her love of writing sexy, gritty stories with anyone but her close family (the over 18s anyway!). The Indigo Lounge Series is Zara’s next step in her erotic romance writing journey and she loves to hear from her readers.
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