Ready For Flynn, Part 1
– A rockstar romance with a difference…

At fifteen years old, Valerie Darsin, was loved and cherished by her brothers and boyfriend. Her small town world was happy and secure until a sudden betrayal forced her to flee. Returning home, Valerie found support in Flynn Docherty-a guy who left her with unfamiliar feelings when he disappeared from her life. Valerie learned to move on, until a life-changing event brought Flynn back, but was she ready?

Has she ever been Ready For Flynn?

Ready for Flynn excerpt
© KL Shandwick 2016

Too tired to argue I trudged inside and sat heavily on the sofa. Flynn sat next to me, lifted my hand and laced his fingers in mine. His touch felt warm, safe and intimate.

“I’m here, Valerie,” he murmured softly, squeezing his fingers around mine.

I didn’t feel emotional. Drugs can do that. I felt numb and calm.

Lee was introduced to me as Flynn’s assistant. I studied him while he moved around the tiny kitchen area. He was built like a Sherman Tank.

“Is he your bodyguard?”

“I prefer close protector.”

“Whatever, he takes punches that are meant for you,” I said sounding mean.

“Valerie, he’s never been punched on my behalf. Have you, Lee?”

“Nah, no one is jealous enough to punch this dude,” he chuckled and glanced at Flynn.

Flynn smirked knowingly, “Jealous no, mad…maybe. I wouldn’t put it past Valerie to swing a punch at some point. She sure as hell gets mad enough sometimes.”

“I’d have to feel something for you. I don’t.”

“Well, Valerie. I don’t think that’s strictly true, but I’m not going to push that button right now. The main thing we need to focus on is getting you strong, babe.”

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What others thought…

‘KL Shandwick has blown it out of the water with this book and I’m so glad there is more to come from Valerie and Flynn.’ – Nikki

“Well KL Shandwick has done it yet again!!” – J Knox

“Wow!! What a book !! Ready For Flynn should come with the caution tag “Are you ……REALLY Ready For Flynn?” – Ashley

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