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Some of you who have been with me since the beginning will remember when I announced I had written a New Adult romance called Unconditional under the pen name Cherie M Hudson
Well, Unconditional has been reborn. I am so excited to announce that Momentum Books/Pan Macmillian released Unconditional last week and will also be releasing its follow-ups, Unforgettable and Undeniable. Yay!!
Why did I create a new pen name for writing New Adult? Because Unconditional, my very first New Adult romance (and the first book in the Always series) is not a Lexxie Couper book. Yes, there’s some spicy moments, but lust and desire do not drive the plot.
What drives the plot of Unconditional is determination, uncertainty and commitment. And while that probably sounds all very sombre and grey, trust me, Unconditional is really funny. And sad. And uplifting. And I’m so proud of it I can hardly express the words.
“I absolutely loved this heartwarming story” ~ FIVE STARS Tabatha (Goodreads reviewer)
She has a future she can’t escape. He refuses to let her face it alone.
Twenty-one. The age when adult life begins. In my case, it’s the age I learned my future sucked, big time, and there was nothing I could do about it. Every minute of every day I face the fact my life is only going to get worse. Why? Because I have early-onset Parkinson’s disease. I’m not going to let it get me down, but I also can’t let anyone close. That’s not fair to them, or to me. Trust me. So that means my heart and my soul are off-limits.
But then I traveled to Australia on a college scholarship program and life royally screwed me over. Again.
Raphael Jones is an arrogant Australian celebrity, the hottest guy on campus and a pain in my ass. Worst of all, he makes me ache for a life I’ll never be able to have. Especially when he takes me in his arms and does wicked things to my body.
How do I have a hope of surviving ten weeks in Australia when it’s not just the paparazzi who have me in their sights, but Raph as well? Because Raphael Jones is a man who always gets what he wants. And no matter what I say or do, he refuses to accept what I so painfully know: a life and future with me is no life at all.
UNCONDITIONAL is available now from Momentum Books, Amazon, Barnes and Noble and iTunes
“Maci, Maci, Maci.” Heather clamped her hand around my wrist, bringing me to a halt. “Look who’s just arrived. Your knight in shining armor.”
Frowning at my Australian BFF, I tried to tug my wrist free. “My what?”
She threw a nod over my shoulder.
Twisting to see who she was talking about, a strange sensation telling me I already knew, I bit back a curse.
Raph Jones was descending the stairs to the main party area dressed only in a pair of black satin boxer shorts and a loose black satin robe left open, both of which revealed a body that made Chris Hemsworth’s look wimpy by comparison. I know, how is that even possible, right? It was. Raph Jones, arrogant son-of-a-bitch douchebag, was proving that unquestionably.
Christ, he was sexy hot.
My pulse slammed hard and fast in my throat.
Dammit, and I’d been having so much fun.
Grinding my teeth, I looked away. But not before Raph’s arrogant son-of-a-bitch gaze clashed with mine. For a split second. Long enough for my breath to catch. Long enough for him to check me out—from head to toe and back to head again.
Long enough for my nipples to harden at that inspection.
Grabbing Heather’s hand, I began to walk, dodging the laughing, giggling, dancing, drinking crowd. Heading in the opposite direction of Raph.
“We’re in a rush, are we?” Heather chuckled. “Where we going?”
“Somewhere away,” I answered.
“Out of the party?” Heather’s grin was knowing. What she thought she knew, I had no idea. If she thought I was flustered by Raph Jones, she was wrong.