January 16, 2016

Cherished Secrets, Three Novellas of Hidden Truths, Steamy Passions, and Triumphant Love

Who is CiCi Cordelia?  CiCi is the writing team of BFFs Char Chaffin and Cheryl Yeko.

Published authors in our own right and Acquiring Editors, we share a love for well-written stories infused with our favorite romantic genres: paranormal, suspense, and erotica. We're both fans of Alpha Men and the women they’d lay down their lives for.

As a writing team we bring a solid know-how for accomplishing the foundation of what makes a great romance read: a strong story, a passionate romance, fascinating characters, and a happy-ever-after ending that leaves the reader wanting more.

Our debut novella, 'Sweet Equation,' is featured in the anthology CHERISHED SECRETS, now available for Pre-Order.

The night before Cole Jacobs left town for college and a football scholarship, Emily gave him her innocence in the back seat of his Camaro. The hours of passion they shared resulted in heartbreak for Emily, and six years later she’s still recovering from the consequences of her actions.

Cole didn’t see what was right in front of him when he blew out of town after sleeping with the sweetest girl he’d ever met. Now a pro football star, returning to his hometown for a promo event at his old high school, he comes face to face with Emily Patterson . . . and soon realizes that in one reckless night, he’d ruined her life.

Can two people, connected by tragedy, overcome their past and find love?
Here's a short excerpt:

“Emily, please talk to me.” Cole’s deep voice was right at her ear. When had he moved so close?

“I don’t have much to say, Cole.” She turned, bringing the bottle up between them like some sort of soapy shield. Which was a mistake, because now he stood just a few inches from her. She could feel his heat, smell his after-shave. 

Gaze into eyes so impossibly blue, it hurt to meet them. Yet she couldn’t seem to look away.

The last time those eyes had glowed with such a tender light, he’d been, to put it bluntly, naked, buried inside her, and three sheets to the wind. The tremors rolling through her body from deep within her hadn’t subsided one bit, and while she had gasped from the aftershocks of her very first orgasm, he’d mumbled, “Sweet girl,” into her hair.

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