Title: Heart of
Stone
Author: S.I.
Hayes
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours
Blurb:
Donnella Stone
is as her name describes, cold, powerful and rich. She is a true Manhattan Blue
Blood. This has left her with a problem, the men in her life have often only
come for what they can take from her, and it has never been her heart.
To protect
herself she has rules and a non-disclosure agreement for all of her
relationships with men, she gets what she needs, and promises opportunity,
means and her silence once the length of the arrangement ends. It has worked
for a decade.
Until she meets
Matthew Mayfield, an adorable, awkward artist from Connecticut whose work and
passionate attitude instantly intrigue her. The problem? He takes more of an
interest in her, than any man she has met before.
Can he get past
the dragon and heal her heart of stone or will her past be too much for him to
handle, leaving them both on the wayside?
Shannon (S. I.)
Hayes has been telling tales for so long as she has been able to talk, and
began writing them down shortly thereafter. She is the singular author of the In Dreams... Series, and a Paranormal Historical Romance
called Centuries Of Blood: Becoming. Shannon is the Co-Author to Awakenings: The Wrath Saga, a Paranormal Drama likened to Big
Brother meets The Real World of the Preternatural, as well as several blogs and
host to her own website. S.I.Hayes.com.
In her own
words... I have a mind that is easily distracted and prone to wandering.
Tangents are my forte, and if you think my characters are going to fit a cookie
cutter shape of any kind, think again. They live, they love, they eat, sleep
and f***. I believe that people are inherently sexual creatures and my characters
be they human or something altogether else are no exception.
I don't adhere
to a single genera, I toe the line on several and wouldn't presume to be a
master of any. So I suppose you could call me jack-of-all-trade-paperbacks.
I am a truth
seeker, in my life, in my work. I’d apologize for it, but I kinda cannot help
m’self. It is my best and worst personality trait, well mostly, being Bi-Polar
I guess you could say that is the worse. But I believe that the disorder has
made me, well... Me.
I have taken
this life and twisted, carved, shaped and molded it in to the worlds of my
characters. Albeit with a chainsaw, and it has made all the difference
Links:
“Well that was
an experience.” Sitting in the back of her Stretch Lincoln Towncar, Donnella
kicked off her shoes, rubbing the back of her heel a moment. Matthew sat across
from her staring at her with a look of utter confusion and brimming anger.
“What? Was
meeting the Mayor of New York not an experience for you? Did you not get a
chance to schmooze properly?” She laughed. “Do you know how many people would
have killed to be on that guest list tonight and get in for even half the time
you got?”
“Yeah? Well I
don’t like being used. And what was all that I found him, bull shit. I recall I
walked into your gallery with an earned appointment from my University’s
allotment. I’m not just some rat off the street like you were making it sound.”
“Semantics, my
way sounds better.”
“Your way
sounds like we have an agreement, which as you so poignantly put it last night,
you’re not taking on photographers, or are you too smashed to remember?”
“You’ve got
some balls on you, boy. That’s twice you’ve insulted me to my face, in as many
days…” Her eyes darkened as she crossed her legs tapping the glass. The car stopped.
The door opened, and to Matthew’s surprise it had begun to rain. “Now you have
a choice. Mister Mayfield. You can apologize for your rudeness to me, and hear
what I propose to be a very good thing for us both, or you can get the fuck
out of my car and take your chances in the cold.”
He stared at
her wide eyed a moment looking outside at the two men in suits waiting for his
decision, he looked back at her, she did not look at him, merely picked at her
manicure with a shake of her foot.
“Time is money,
Mister Mayfield and you are costing me both. In or out, final offer.”
I’m going to
regret this. He thought
to himself as he reached out grabbed the car door pulled it closed and locked
himself inside with the dragon.
Thanks for carrying me! <3
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