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PUBLISHER DESCRIPTION

My billionaire boss is keeping a secret. Me.

Tristan James Xavier Bettencourt IV.

The prodigal son of a banking dynasty.

And my new boss.

With his silver tongue and dirty mouth,

he’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

And the one man I’ll never have.

Some rules are as old as time.

Girls like me don’t ride off into the sunset with men like him.

Reina St James has a body made for sin,

and a face that could tempt the devil himself.

As the heir to a financial empire,

a scandal is the only thing I can’t afford.

But all work and no play

make this billionaire a very bad boy.

Reina is the one woman I can’t have.

And a temptation I can’t resist.

(This book is a completely revised and expanded version of Penthouse Player, which is no longer available for sale.)l

My Review

5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A charming rich hero who’s sexy as sin and a smart, fierce, heroine who takes his breath away from the start. A forbidden romance that simply charms. A slow burn romance that had me practically drooling with anticipation from one page to the next… the characters are fabulously crafted and gloriously complicated with sexual tension that adds sizzle to every scene, and a romance that makes a girl swoon.

Tristan James Xavier Bettencourt IV, our knight in shining Armani, comes from a long line of bankers, heir to a Wall Street fortune. He has put his playboy past behind him since the day he launched the Polaris Fund, since he now has a legacy to build with his hedge fund. It’s all he has thought about. But when he shows up to a charity event at his father’s request looking for a distraction, he is stopped dead in his tracks when he sees her.

Reina St. James has been working on an Ivy League degree for the last four years and she is six figures in the red to prove it. Tonight is her last hurrah weekend. Come Monday she will finely have a view from the inside of a skyscraper. And then her entire focus will be climbing the corporate ladder. But tonight her focus has been hijacked by a striking stranger named TJ and the only thing she is thinking about is climbing…is him. Until she finds out who he really is…her boss!

Gah! I was so addicted to it! Held captive by the banter- filled meet-cute to the emotion filled happy ending. An opposites attract, forbidden, addicting, tantalizing contemporary romance… with twists and turns, secrets and lies, steamy love scenes and heartfelt romance. And filled with all the feels!

We Are Us, an all-new, suspenseful and emotional second chance love story from Tara Leigh is available now!

I fell in love with a beautiful, broken boy.

His whispered words of love were the sweetest of lies.

He gave me his heart and destroyed mine.

I am his.

I fell in love with the beautiful man who broke me.

His boldly spoken vow was the cruelest of cages.

He gave me his name and destroyed my soul.

He is mine.

The boy I once loved is now a man.

The man I once loved is now gone.

We are us.

I have been called many things.

Victim. Survivor. Daughter. Sister. Wife.

Now I am called something else.

Murderer.

Believe it or not, this is our love story.

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Excerpt:

“Close your eyes.”

I slant a curious look at Gavin, taking in his kiss-swollen lips and flushed skin, his untamable mop of hair and the blaze of excitement lighting up the blue of his corneas.

Gavin squeezes my hand reassuringly as I do what he’s asked, then slowly walks me the remaining few steps toward our cave. Without vision, my other senses are heightened. The cry of birds sounds closer, like they are perched just overhead instead of on branches thirty or forty feet above. The bite of the breeze on my skin is sharper, each gust sending a chill racing along already sensitive nerve endings. The smell of ripe earth and rich evergreen and the clean, bracing scent of Gavin himself is downright intoxicating, my head swimming as I pull breaths deep into my lungs.

Most of all, the moonstone pendant laying against my collarbone is making my chest tingle, my heart fluttering against my ribcage.

“Okay, open them.”

I do, immediately gasping in surprise at what Gavin’s done to our little cave. There are candles burning and scattered rose petals—no, poppy petals—and a basket filled with drinks and snacks. A pile of blankets and pillows.

“You did all this for me?” I ask, my voice sounding whispery and weird.

I feel whispery and weird.

I’ve never had a birthday like this. I’ve never even imagined a birthday like this. First the necklace and now, seeing the lengths Gavin has gone for me…

Beneath the surface of my skin, I’m a chaotic mess of emotions. I don’t know what to say, how to act. This is uncharted territory for me.

“Of course,” he says, as if it’s nothing. But it’s not nothing. It’s everything.

Before I dissolve into a teary puddle, Gavin reaches into his pocket and pulls out a deck of cards. “You taught me how to play gin rummy—how about I teach you to play poker?”

A strangled laugh leaves my throat. “I think that’s fair.”

We sit down and Gavin spends a few minutes going over the basics of the game before dealing out the cards. It’s not as easy as gin rummy, but I get the hang of it after a few rounds.

And when Gavin lifts a mischievous brow and asks, “Want to make things interesting?” I know exactly what he’s doing. Not just poker. Strip poker.

That’s when I realize just how much planning has gone into tonight. Beyond buying me an expensive present. Beyond pimping out our cave. Gavin found a way to make my first time—our first time—a mix of old and new. An experience evoking our past and celebrating our future.

I’ve imagined the night Gavin and I would finally go all the way a million times. But I’d only focused on the physical aspects. Would it hurt? Will there be blood? What if I do it wrong?

It never crossed my mind that he would take such care with… everything.

But, of course, it should have.

Gavin Cross is one of a kind.

And he’s mine.

About Tara Leigh

Tara Leigh is a multi-published author of steamy contemporary romance. To keep in touch, click here! http://bit.ly/TaraLeighNwsltr. A former banker on Wall Street, she graduated from Washington University and holds an MBA from Columbia Business School, but she much prefers spending her days with fictional boyfriends than analyzing financial spreadsheets. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children, and fur-baby, Pixie.

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My Review

5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Phenomenal! Tara Leigh has written such a heartbreakingly beautiful and a hauntingly emotional love story. It will break you and put you back together. It will overwhelm you. It will make you breathless. It will possess you. It will wreaks such havoc with your senses.

“Passion leads to pain. Promises turn out to be lies. And Love...love hurts.”

“A superbly written and beautifully haunting love story, that is gut wrenching and raw. These characters, this story—it will stay with you. Brava.”

-- Trilina Pucci, author

We Are Us, an all-new, edge-of-your-seat and compelling love story from Tara Leigh is out now!

I fell in love with a beautiful, broken boy.

His whispered words of love were the sweetest of lies.

He gave me his heart and destroyed mine.

I am his.

I fell in love with the beautiful man who broke me.

His boldly spoken vow was the cruelest of cages.

He gave me his name and destroyed my soul.

He is mine.

The boy I once loved is now a man.

The man I once loved is now gone.

We are us.

I have been called many things.

Victim. Survivor. Daughter. Sister. Wife.

Now I am called something else.

Murderer.

Believe it or not, this is our love story.

Download your copy today or read FREE in Kindle Unlimited!

Amazon: https://amzn.to/36tpLQg

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/WeAreUs

Add WE ARE US to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2IEvQzn

About Tara Leigh

Tara Leigh is a multi-published author of steamy contemporary romance. To keep in touch, click here! http://bit.ly/TaraLeighNwsltr. A former banker on Wall Street, she graduated from Washington University and holds an MBA from Columbia Business School, but she much prefers spending her days with fictional boyfriends than analyzing financial spreadsheets. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children, and fur-baby, Pixie.

Connect with Tara

Facebook: http://bit.ly/2QIUpP9

BookBub: http://bit.ly/2ZPYAgf

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/TaraLeighGR

Instagram: http://bit.ly/2trxjo3

Twitter: http://bit.ly/2Qmvq55

Join Tara’s VIP Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2uhcWdA

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https://www.taraleighbooks.com

My Review

5 *****

Undeniably Intriguing!

Phenomenal! Tara Leigh has written such a heartbreakingly beautiful and a hauntingly emotional love story. It will break you and put you back together. It will overwhelm you. It will make you breathless. It will possess you. It will wreaks such havoc with your senses.

“Passion leads to pain. Promises turn out to be lies. And Love...love hurts.”

This was so much more than a second chance romance. I was spellbound, captivated through this whole book. I know that I didn’t tell you much but you need to go into this blind. Loved it!!!

We Are Us, an all-new “powerful and beautifully written” love story from Tara Leigh is releasing February 27th, and we have a sneak peek inside this not-to-be-missed novel!

Sneak Peek

Sounds break through my insulated cocoon of unconsciousness. Harsh sounds. Ugly sounds. Buzzing. Beeping. Humming.

The fingers of my left hand twitch with the impulse to swat at… something. An alarm clock? The television remote? But although my wedding rings slide around my finger, my arm doesn’t move. Almost as if the platinum bands have turned into lead, weighing me down.

Panic whispers at the edge of my mind, though there is no corresponding pulse of adrenaline through my veins, forcing me into action. My limbs are heavy and uncooperative.

Make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop.

Despite my silent pleas, the unwelcome orchestra continues its assault. Buzz. Beep. Hum.

It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this awful, this lethargic. Filled with an all-encompassing exhaustion that has seeped into the marrow of my bones.

Survivor’s guilt, apparently. Sleeping the day away is preferable to facing what happened, what I’ve done. The dawn of a new day isn’t a fresh start, a new beginning.

It is a violation. A betrayal.

Make it stop.

Finally, I manage to clutch at my covers, dragging them over my head. Egyptian cotton, a thread count so high it could be spun of silk. Surely it will muffle the noise.

But something is wrong. The fabric is rough beneath my fingertips. It doesn’t smell of the lavender and verbena packets tucked into the shelves of the linen closet. And there is a sterilized stench to the air I didn’t notice before.

The whisper of panic becomes more of a murmur, then a shout. This isn’t my bed.

The beeping noises pick up, racing now. My breaths quicken, my lungs throbbing from the sharp bite of bleach with each shallow inhale.

Hospital. I am in a hospital. The buzzing and beeping and humming. Those are machines.

What happened? Think, think.

My mind is frustratingly blank even as my skin prickles with memories of another time. Another confused awakening. Another frantic search for memories. Did he… No. He wouldn’t dare. Not again. Not ever again.

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Synopsis:

I fell in love with a beautiful, broken boy.

His whispered words of love were the sweetest of lies.

He gave me his heart and destroyed mine.

I am his.

I fell in love with the beautiful man who broke me.

His boldly spoken vow was the cruelest of cages.

He gave me his name and destroyed my soul.

He is mine.

The boy I once loved is now a man.

The man I once loved is now gone.

We are us.

I have been called many things.

Victim. Survivor. Daughter. Sister. Wife.

Now I am called something else.

Murderer.

Believe it or not, this is our love story.

Pre-order your copy today!

Amazon: https://amzn.to/36tpLQg

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/WeAreUs

Add WE ARE US to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2IEvQzn

Be notified FIRST when We Are Us is live: http://bit.ly/2umamT

About Tara Leigh

Tara Leigh is a multi-published author of steamy contemporary romance. To keep in touch, click here! http://bit.ly/TaraLeighNwsltr. A former banker on Wall Street, she graduated from Washington University and holds an MBA from Columbia Business School, but she much prefers spending her days with fictional boyfriends than analyzing financial spreadsheets. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children, and fur-baby, Pixie.

Connect with Tara

Facebook: http://bit.ly/2QIUpP9

BookBub: http://bit.ly/2ZPYAgf

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/TaraLeighGR

Instagram: http://bit.ly/2trxjo3

Twitter: http://bit.ly/2Qmvq55

Join Tara’s VIP Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2uhcWdA

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Website: https://www.taraleighbooks.com

We Are Us, an all-new, angst-filled, second chance standalone romance from Tara Leigh is releasing February 27th, and we have the gorgeous cover along with the very first sneak peek!

I fell in love with a beautiful, broken boy.

His whispered words of love were the sweetest of lies.

He gave me his heart and destroyed mine.

I am his.

I fell in love with the beautiful man who broke me.

His boldly spoken vow was the cruelest of cages.

He gave me his name and destroyed my soul.

He is mine.

The boy I once loved is now a man.

The man I once loved is now gone.

We are us.

I have been called many things.

Victim. Survivor. Daughter. Sister. Wife.

Now I am called something else.

Murderer.

Believe it or not, this is our love story.

Pre-order your copy today!

Amazon: https://amzn.to/36tpLQg

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/WeAreUs

Add WE ARE US to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2IEvQzn

Be notified FIRST when We Are Us is live: http://bit.ly/2umamTH

Enter the giveaway to win a signed paperback of We Are Us AND a mystery signed paperback from Tara Leigh: http://bit.ly/WeAreUsCRGiveaway

Cover Designed by Regina Wamba, Mae I Design

Excerpt

“Close your eyes.”

I slant a curious look at Gavin, taking in his kiss-swollen lips and flushed skin, his untamable mop of hair and the blaze of excitement lighting up the blue of his corneas.

Gavin squeezes my hand reassuringly as I do what he’s asked, then slowly walks me the remaining few steps toward our cave. Without vision, my other senses are heightened. The cry of birds sounds closer, like they are perched just overhead instead of on branches thirty or forty feet above. The bite of the breeze on my skin is sharper, each gust sending a chill racing along already sensitive nerve endings. The smell of ripe earth and rich evergreen and the clean, bracing scent of Gavin himself is downright intoxicating, my head swimming as I pull breaths deep into my lungs.

Most of all, the moonstone pendant laying against my collarbone is making my chest tingle, my heart fluttering against my ribcage.

“Okay, open them.”

I do, immediately gasping in surprise at what Gavin’s done to our little cave. There are candles burning and scattered rose petals—no, poppy petals—and a basket filled with drinks and snacks. A pile of blankets and pillows.

“You did all this for me?” I ask, my voice sounding whispery and weird.

I feel whispery and weird.

I’ve never had a birthday like this. I’ve never even imagined a birthday like this. First the necklace and now, seeing the lengths Gavin has gone for me…

Beneath the surface of my skin, I’m a chaotic mess of emotions. I don’t know what to say, how to act. This is unchartered territory for me.

“Of course,” he says, as if it’s nothing. But it’s not nothing. It’s everything.

Before I dissolve into a teary puddle, Gavin reaches into his pocket and pulls out a deck of cards. “You taught me how to play gin rummy—how about I teach you to play poker?”

A strangled laugh leaves my throat. “I think that’s fair.”

We sit down and Gavin spends a few minutes going over the basics of the game before dealing out the cards. It’s not as easy as gin rummy, but I get the hang of it after a few rounds.

And when Gavin lifts a mischievous brow and asks, “Want to make things interesting?” I know exactly what he’s doing. Not just poker. Strip poker.

And that’s when I realize just how much planning went into tonight. Beyond buying me an expensive present. Beyond pimping out our cave. Gavin found a way to make my first time—our first time—a mix of old and new. An experience evoking our past and celebrating our future.

I’ve imagined the night Gavin and I would finally go all the way a million times. But I’d only focused on the physical aspects. Would it hurt? Will there be blood? What if I do it wrong?

It never crossed my mind that he would take such care with… everything.

But, of course, it should have.

Gavin Cross is one of a kind.

And he’s mine.

About Tara Leigh

Tara Leigh is a multi-published author of steamy contemporary romance. To keep in touch, click here! http://bit.ly/TaraLeighNwsltr. A former banker on Wall Street, she graduated from Washington University and holds an MBA from Columbia Business School, but she much prefers spending her days with fictional boyfriends than analyzing financial spreadsheets. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children, and fur-baby, Pixie.

Connect with Tara

Facebook: http://bit.ly/2QIUpP9

BookBub: http://bit.ly/2ZPYAgf

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/TaraLeighGR

Instagram: http://bit.ly/2trxjo3

Twitter: http://bit.ly/2Qmvq55

Join Tara’s VIP Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2uhcWdA

Stay up to date with Tara by joining her mailing list: http://bit.ly/2umamTH