Today I have a special treat. My agency sib Teri Anne Stanley is here with her new release, Deadly Chemistry. I’ve had the pleasure of reading Deadly Chemistry (review in the works) and wow! This book is fun, intelligent, hot, and all around fabulous! This is one book you don’t want to miss. But to hold you over until Amazon loads, here’s Terri Anne–
Thank you for inviting me to share my book! I’m in a state of “I can’t believe this is actually happening.”
FYI, from June 23-30, Deadly Chemistry is .99!!! Heck, even if you hate it, it’s not like you’re out a whole cup of Starbucks!
Some chemical reactions generate too much heat…
Former undercover cop Mike Gibson has been lying low, working as a maintenance man to put
his troubled younger brother through college. But when a beautiful scientist enlists Mike’s help
to repair the damage done to her lab by a group of vandals, Mike finds that his, and his
brother’s pasts, are about to be brought to light.
Lauren Kane was happy having a secret crush on the hot maintenance man at Tucker University,
but when the drug she was studying is stolen, Lauren has a chance to get to know Mike in
person. The problem is, he seems to know more about what’s going on than any maintenance
man should. But then the drug turns up in the wrong hands, and Mike and Lauren have to
decide if their own chemistry will help, or hinder, the race to save innocent lives.
BARNES AND NOBLE: http://bit.ly/1n3KxJ0
Teri Anne Stanley lives in Northern Kentucky, near the Ohio River and her beloved Interstate-
75, with its lush rolling semis and musical rumbling tires. Teri has authored several scientific articles—and a three-ingredient recipe column, but isn’t allowed to write sex scenes for them, so now she writes fun, sexy romance filled love, angst and nekkid parts.
She’s also worked as a fashion designer for female body builders and a sex therapist for rats. In her spare time, she is a neuroscience research assistant. Along with a variety of teenagers and dogs, she and Mr. Stanley live just outside of Sugartit, which is—honest to God—between Beaverlick, and Rabbit Hash, Kentucky.