The
Cornerstone
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The
Cornerstone Synopsis (short):
A
tough-as-nails businesswoman. An arrogant Navy SEAL. A power struggle with no
end in sight.
Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they've been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives.
The last one? Yeah. That's all me.
She's driven and demanding...
Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they've been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives.
The last one? Yeah. That's all me.
She's driven and demanding...
He's
never walked away from a challenge...
They're
wrong for each other in every possible way...
Or are they?
Or are they?
The Cornerstone Synopsis (extended):
A tough-as-nails businesswoman.
An arrogant Navy SEAL. A power struggle with no end in sight.
Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they've been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives.
The last one? Yeah. That's all me.
She's driven and demanding…
I wasn't always a bitch. There's a dirty little trick to succeeding in business: the sweet and innocent rarely survive. I fought my way up from nothing, and I don't bend for anyone.
Until Will Halsted ties me to a headboard and makes me his…for now.
One wild, filthy night turns into another, and then...we can't stop. Each time we're together is more addictive than the last, but it's nothing more than a sexy escape from reality.
Or is it?
He's never walked away from a challenge…
I wasn't always a warrior but now it's in my bones and blood. That's what years spent in the Special Forces does to a man. My entire life is classified: where I've been, what I've seen, what I've done, and there's no mission too dangerous.
Until I realize that falling for Shannon Walsh is like trying to swim against a riptide. She's going to tear me up and toss me to the shore, and I'll love every minute of it.
Every time I'm down range, I want her counting the hours until I'm back. Waiting for me. She's done it before; she'll do it again.
Or will she?
They're wrong for each other in every possible way…
Or are they?
Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they've been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives.
The last one? Yeah. That's all me.
She's driven and demanding…
I wasn't always a bitch. There's a dirty little trick to succeeding in business: the sweet and innocent rarely survive. I fought my way up from nothing, and I don't bend for anyone.
Until Will Halsted ties me to a headboard and makes me his…for now.
One wild, filthy night turns into another, and then...we can't stop. Each time we're together is more addictive than the last, but it's nothing more than a sexy escape from reality.
Or is it?
He's never walked away from a challenge…
I wasn't always a warrior but now it's in my bones and blood. That's what years spent in the Special Forces does to a man. My entire life is classified: where I've been, what I've seen, what I've done, and there's no mission too dangerous.
Until I realize that falling for Shannon Walsh is like trying to swim against a riptide. She's going to tear me up and toss me to the shore, and I'll love every minute of it.
Every time I'm down range, I want her counting the hours until I'm back. Waiting for me. She's done it before; she'll do it again.
Or will she?
They're wrong for each other in every possible way…
Or are they?
Author
Bio:
Kate Canterbary doesn't
have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa
and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean--Pacific or Atlantic--is
the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better
than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and
entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has
been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people--be careful sitting down
next to her on an airplane--ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England
with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn't writing
sexy architects, she's scheduling her days around the region's best food
trucks.
Social
Media Links:
Twitter: @kcanterbary
Instagram: @katecanterbary
The Walsh Series
One hot architect. One
naughty schoolteacher. One crazy night that changes everything.
If I had known I'd have a
hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I'd have
made time for a pedicure. Also, a little chat about not losing my shit at all
the wrong moments.
Hindsight was a bitch, and
karma…well, I didn't know her story yet.
Meet Lauren Halsted.
It's all the little
things—the action plans, the long-kept promises—that started falling apart when
my life slipped into controlled chaos.
After I fell ass-over-elbow
into Matthew Walsh's arms.
I couldn't decide whether I
wanted to run screaming or rip his pants off, and most days I wanted a little
of both. If I was being honest with myself, it was rip his pants off, ride him
like a workhorse, and then run screaming.
Meet Matthew Walsh.
A rebellious streak ran through
Lauren Halsted. It was fierce and unrelentingly beautiful, and woven through
too many good girl layers to count, and she wasn't letting anyone tell her what
to do.
Unless, of course, she was
naked.
She wasn't looking for me
and I sure as shit wasn't looking for her, but we found each other anyway and
now we were locked in a battle of wills, waiting for the other to blink.
Sometimes the universe
conspires to bring people together. Other times, it throws them down a flight
of stairs and leaves them in a bruised and bloodied heap.
A brilliant, alpha
architect. A smart, sultry apprentice. What could possibly go wrong?
This is the second book in
The Walsh Series, though it reads as a stand-alone novel with characters from
the first book making appearances.
Some lines are meant to be
crossed.
Patrick
That hair.
That fucking hair.
It was everywhere, always,
and I wanted to tangle my fingers in those dark curls and pull.
And that would be fine if
she wasn't my apprentice.
Andy Asani was nothing like
I expected. She was exotic and scary-brilliant, and the slightest murmur from
those lips sent hot, hungry lust swirling through my veins. Outside my
siblings, she was the only person I could name who shared my obsession with
preserving Boston's crumbling buildings.
Andy
My wants were few: good
eats, tall boots, sweaty yoga, interesting work. One incredibly hot architect
with the most expressive hazel eyes I ever encountered and entirely too much
talent in and out of the bedroom wasn't part of the original plan. Apparently
he was part of the package.
Wine was my rabbi and vodka
was my therapist, and I needed plenty of both to survive my apprenticeship.
Especially with Patrick Walsh leaving love notes in the form of bite marks all
over my body.
They liked to call me
names. Manwhore. Slut. Player. But I make wrong look so right…
This is the third book in
The Walsh Series, though it reads as a stand-alone novel with characters from
the first two books making appearances.
He's a flawed
perfectionist…
I can read women better
than any blueprint. I understand their thoughts and feelings, their secret
desires and insecurities, and I know how to get rid of them once I get off.
But all bets are off when
Tiel Desai slams into my life. She redefines what it means to be friends, and
she makes it sound like the filthiest thing I've ever heard.
I can't read the gorgeous
conservatory-trained violinist, but she's the only one keeping me from
shattering by small degrees, and I can't let her go.
She's wildly independent…
My past—and New Jersey—are
far behind me, and now my life is blissfully full of music: playing, teaching,
and lecturing, and scouring Boston's underground scene with an annoyingly
beautiful, troubled, tattooed architect.
I'm defenseless against his
rooftop kisses, our nearly naked dance parties, the snuggletimes that turn into
sexytimes, and his deep, demanding voice.
I have Sam Walsh stuck in
my head like a song on repeat, and I'm happy pretending history won't catch up
with me.
The one thing they have in
common is a rock-solid disregard for the rules.
They find more in each
other than they ever realized they were missing, but they might have to fall
apart before they can come together.
It's the wrongs that make
the rights come to life.
My Review:::
WOW! WOW! This was such an awesome and great story regarding Shannon
and Will. The Cornerstone series is one
of my favorite out there and I inhaled this book down like it was my favorite chocolates.
Shannon is the protector in
her family while Will is the macho Navy SEAL guy. They met at her sister’s wedding
and it was one look and the spark was lit. Thnk of no hold barred typed
encounters between them . It was only supposed to be a one night thing but…well,
their spark was lit and it continued. For Shannon, she has feelings but is
afraid to admit it due to her background and past. For Will, he is a SEAL and doesn’t
want to be tied down…will they ever be able to get past their hang ups and have
a real relationship or will the demons take away this strong bond.
Shannon and Will have this
electric chemistry which hooks you from the beginning and draws you in. Will is
an alpha thru and thru.Shannon comes off as tough but deep down she is fragile
and needing love shown.
I enjoyed this story so much.
It was awesome! Shannon and Will was
great and I cannot wait to read Shannon’s sister’s tory—hers sounds like
it is a doozy.
My rating: 4.8 stars *****
***A gifted copy was provided by the author for my honest
review****
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