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284 pages, ebook
First published May 16, 2015
“This is the story of one celebrity and as much as the city, he is mine.”
“He was stunning, and irresistible, and a one-way ticket to nowheresville.”
“I own this city. I walk with its rhythms, run with its breath, speak its language. Los Angeles is my lover. It knows I’m a survivor…”








Shuttergirl had so much going for me, most of all the two main characters…a Hollywood golden boy of movies and a paparazzi – the most unlikely people to find their HEA together!!!![]()
Despite the knocks in her life, she retained a strength and grit beyond imagination![]()
“I own this city. And like mother and daughter locked together, the ownership is reciprocal. I’ve been nurtured in her arms, brought to adulthood as if pulled by the roots of my hair, sung to sleep with a lullaby of car alarms and freeway traffic.”– without losing her humanity……
“I got into my shoes with anticipation and laced them up with hope.”And who could resist Michael Greydon!
My life had been written at birth, a list of opportunities read out loud to the world. Beginning, middle and end. I had found security in that room to make decisions, yet the safety of limits. Laine had come and folded the paper, creasing my expectations in high school with her life story. Now, with her breath on my shoulder, she folded my life into an airplane and shot it out the window.”The 3rd main character was the city of Los Angeles. The vivid imagery makes it so real that I felt I was actually living in it.
He was stunning, and irresistible, and a one-way ticket to nowheresville.”Unique story, unique characters…………What are you waiting for?????? READ THIS BOOK
“She was a vortex. I’d avoided getting swallowed up in her once, and now, more than ever, I needed to avoid it again.”

















ARC generously provided by the author via the CD Canaries art giveaway in exchange for an honest review.
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“Laine, I want you. I care about you. You give me something I’ve never had before. You’re a devil in high heels, but you… God, I want you. You. Your body, yes, but everything else too. I want to make everything in your world right. I can’t help it. Let me in. Just let me in.”

“He tasted like sunshine and smelled like cinnamon. Like a different world. The other side of the city. Deep brown and layered in cardamom. Drenched in sepia.”

























