Welcome back to The Core. ALICE includes all four installments of Alice's story: Enticed, Seduced, Exposed, and Elevated!
The most exclusive, anything-goes, all-night dance club is alive with music, drinks, and unrivaled passion. As The Core’s top matchmaker, Alice is gunning for a promotion. One she’s got locked down as long as nothing disrupts her dance-floor dominating routine. But when the sexy mechanic Evan walks into her work and shakes her confidence in her matchmaking abilities, Alice can’t resist his good looks or his passionate ways. He sweeps her off her feet, enticing her with the adrenaline of his bike and the intensity of his attraction to her.
But Alice knows she can’t get close to anyone from The Core. And after learning the secrets in Evan’s past that drive his irresistible, never-hold-back personality, she’s not sure she can let him go without falling back on the dangerous patterns that haunt her own drug-addicted history. Admitting his part in the devastating loss of his brother nearly rips Evan apart.
Those pills locked in a drawer in her office grow more tempting with each passing day.
Now it’s Alice’s turn to let go of her fears and elevate herself to a new level... one filled with passion, confidence, and—she hopes—Evan’s reckless love.
Alice’s tale unfolds in this collection from The Core with a hot, emotional story that will tantalize new readers of the series and fans of The Core: Andee alike.
“Hey!” Andee stops when she sees me and stares, taking in the sight of my dirty tank top. I neglected to change it before we went to the hospital. “Whoa, what happened to you?”
I limp toward the bedroom. “I was riding a bicycle,” I say.
Andee chuckles. “You’re calling Evan a bicycle now? That’s not very nice.”
“Ha-ha,” I say. “Really. I fell in the mountains. Gotta stay off my feet for a few days.”
“Oh, shit, Alice,” Andee says. “Are you okay?”
I wave her off. “Yeah, just some antibiotic cream and I’ll be fixed right up.” My toes go cold as I omit a critical part of the truth from my best friend. “You don’t mind if I just hit the sack, do you? I’m fucking exhausted.”
Andee peels the tinfoil lid off the pasta, steam billowing out. “No, of course not. Get some rest. Are you hungry? Do you need anything?”
“Nah, just my pillow. Thanks, Andee.” My stomach rolls. Hungry as I was a moment ago, lying to Andee is too much for my appetite to handle.
I close my bedroom door and set my purse on the mattress. Get myself a glass of water from the bathroom. Sit down. Open the bag, pull out the bottle. Read the label twenty times.
Am I really going to do this?
These pills were prescribed to me, I reason. By a doctor, for a real injury. I didn’t fake a migraine to get them, nor did I buy them off the street. The bottle actually says my name, not the name of a widow who left a pile of prescription drugs behind for her adult children to sell. I did nothing wrong today.
Nothing wrong yet. If I swallow one of these little, white pills, I’ll be letting myself slide down into a rabbit hole that doesn’t have a way out. I should lock these pills in my bottom drawer at The Core and throw the key off a mountain.
My leg throbs with urgency as if to sway my decision. I put the bottle on my nightstand, shuffle out of my skirt, and apply some of the cream to my wound. Curling up on my side, I stare at the little orange bottle and read my name over and over again.
I can’t sleep with these pills in the room. I could sleep if Evan was here, but he’d insist I take one of them. I wouldn’t be able to argue with him without letting something slip out. I’m damned if I do, and I’m damned if I don’t.
My foot really does hurt.
So I flip the lid off the bottle, put just one pill on my tongue, and swallow it down. It tastes like failure, but as the medicine warms my blood, my bed starts to feel softer than it ever has before. My pain subsides. All the worrying was for nothing. I’m not behaving like an addict. I’m being a good patient, following my doctor’s orders. I have nothing to be ashamed of.
I wake two hours later, the throb in my leg returning with a vengeance. I try to find a comfortable position. Every way I turn pulls the skin on my thigh tight, and makes my foot ache anew. The medication bottle says I should only take one pill every four to six hours. But I was sleeping so peacefully, and I need sleep if I’m going to heal. I know I have kind of a high tolerance for narcotics, anyway. That light, airy feeling of nothing holding me down would help me drift back into a deep, soothing slumber.
So I take another one.
The bottle of pills is empty by morning.
Q&A With Emily and Nola
1.
Which one book will always
stay with you?
Emily: Karen Chance’s TOUCH THE DARK has always stayed with me. It’s a really cool world
with so much going on, I’ll never forget it.
Nola: There
are far too many to list, but the first romance novel I ever read that made me
say, “Yeah, I want to write about LOVE AND SEX” was Judith McNaught’s PERFECT.
2.When did you decide you wanted to
become a writer?
Emily: When I was 11 I wrote Brad Pitt a poem. I
can still recite all of it. It’s SO lame.
Nola: I was
six when I wrote a book about a boy named Vincent who died from smallpox. Her
sister cried and cried. And my parents were a little concerned, I think. But I
was always good at explaining emotion, so that’s kind of what I do in books,
now.
3.
Fav book from your
childhood?
Emily: If You Give A Mouse A Cookie. Not only did I
have that book as a child, all my kids do, too.
Nola: In The
Night Kitchen by far.
4.Fav author?
Emily: J.S. Scott and her Billionaire series.
Nola:
Jacqueline Carey for the Kushiel series.
5.Are any of the characters you write
about similar to you?
Emily: Andee would be close to my early adulthood.
Life is about having fun.
Nola:
Probably Three from JADED TOUCH. I don’t have her temper, but I’m kind of a
floaty thinker and am extremely protective of those I love.
6.If you could kill one character
from any book who would it be and why?
Emily: I would kill Andee and take her place in The
Core.
Nola: Whoa,
Emily, you’re dark. Although I might kill Evan and take his place in Alice. ;-)
Wait, that came out wrong...
7.If you could be any paranormal
being for a day which would you choose to be and why?
Emily: See Nola’s answer. I’ll be kicking ass at
her side.
Nola: I
always say I’d choose to be a vampire, but all I really want is like a shitload
of wicked supernatural abilities. So I’ll say every creature in every book who
can do that kind of stuff. ;-)
8.Last book you read?
Emily: Hunger of a Yeti by Tommy Donbavand. Hey, I
got kids, lol.
Nola: The
last book I read was DIVINITY by Michelle L. Johnson. Great, adult urban
fantasy!
9.If you could live in a book which
book would it be?
Emily: I would live in the Chronicles of Narnia. I
play that shit in the clothing racks of Walmart.
Nola: I
would live in the Star Wars universe. Yes, I would. LIGHTSABERS.
10. One thing not many people know
about you is...
Emily: I am a horrible, horrible sleepwalker. I
have left the house before. Many times.
Nola: I am a
totally open book. But I don’t often tell people I can do
a killer impression of Counselor Deanna Troi from Star Trek: TNG.
Nola Sarina and Emily Faith are authors, mothers, and lovers of music and art. Represented by Michelle Johnson of Inklings Literary Agency, they draw inspiration for their fiction from Nola's edgy fantasy concepts and Emily's flair for romantic tension that ignites both in and out of the bedroom. For more dark and sexy stories, check out Nola & Emily's spicy paranormal romance, WILD HYACINTHE, and Nola's dark fantasy VESPER series. The Core: Andee, is also available in ebook and paperback format.
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