Limited Edition Hardcover and Bookish Coaster
WHAT YOU GET - a hardcover print version of Fools Rush In, signed by Lilliana herself. PLUS, a collectible cork backed coaster featuring the book cover and a bookish quote. This will be the first in a set of six that you can collect throughout the year.
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WHEN YOU'LL GET IT - all orders will be sent on release day April 30th. Allow 2-3 days within Australia and 2-4 weeks internationally. Please note that all quoted prices are in Australian dollars and include postage/shipping. There is a converter on the page to help you work out the cost in your own currency.
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LIMITED EDITION? - Yes! There is a limit of 50 hardcovers and fifty coasters available. Once we've sold out, that's it, we're done. We'll be numbering all of your books and coasters to keep it authentic.
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COST - (all prices include postage and are quoted in AUD)
FOOLS RUSH IN
About the book...
a modern day rogue romance
He went straight for the shower and turned it on, holding his hand under the spray for a second to check the temperature. “You planning on watching?” he asked, pulling his worn out T-shirt over his head and baring that beautifully defined chest of his.
I didn’t look away, but I did blush. “You left the door open.”
He grinned. “That’s because you’re standing right against it.” Hooking his fingers in the waistband of his board shorts, he met my eyes with quirked brow. I had to swallow a lump in my throat, but I still didn’t look away. “OK then.” He shrugged then pushed his shorts and anything he had on underneath them to the floor and stood there in all his glory, hands on his hips.
“Holy mother of god,” I gasped, my eyes no doubt wide with shock. “You have a small child’s arm for a penis.”
BLURB
I was a good girl. But I wanted him, knowing he was a thief. Did that make me bad?
Before Sam, I was the most boring, awkward and level-headed person you’d ever met. I was my best friend's side-kick, the supporting actress to another person's life.
And I was OK like that.
I was lonely.
But I was OK.
Then he came along. Our eyes locked and BANG my heart started beating. As my blood warmed and pumped around my body, everything changed. Before that moment, I had been as dead inside as my mortuary ‘clients’.
Now I was alive, experiencing things for the first time, enamoured with a man I knew to be a criminal.
Instead of running and remaining the good Christian girl I was, I married him.
Now, I had to live with the consequences of that decision.