Title: Discovering Lucy
Author: Laura Dunaway
Release Date: March 7, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis
After three long years of living in a hell she never could
have imagined, Lucy Jane Simmons courageously escapes to New York City for a
fresh start.
A new beginning...
When Lucy meets Knox Taylor, the intoxicating man in the business suit, everything she thought she knew about relationships changes. He is strong, seductive and makes her feel safe. But can she open up enough to let him in?
Will Lucy Jane escape the scars of her past? Can Knox give her the future she ultimately deserves?
A story of rediscovery
A new beginning...
When Lucy meets Knox Taylor, the intoxicating man in the business suit, everything she thought she knew about relationships changes. He is strong, seductive and makes her feel safe. But can she open up enough to let him in?
Will Lucy Jane escape the scars of her past? Can Knox give her the future she ultimately deserves?
A story of rediscovery
About The Author
Laura Dunaway has
been married to her prince for 17 years and together they are raising three
amazing kids. While she’s always had a passion for reading and writing, it
wasn’t until this past year that she finally realized she should pursue her
dream of writing a book. After many many attempts at starting one, Distorted
was finally the one that flowed and before she knew it, she’d written The End.
When she’s not busy shuttling her kids to lessons and practices and making
dinner, she’s busy behind her computer writing her next book, Discovering Lucy,
which will be out winter of 2014.
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Teaser
I didn’t see the blow coming.
I was standing at my
dresser, eyes focused on my reflection in the mirror as I pinned my hair into a
bun when I felt a sharp pain in my lower back. Time seemed to slow down as the
bobby pins dropped from my hands and I fell to my knees. I gasped for air,
trying to catch the breath that had been knocked out of me.
“Don’t you ever think of doing that again, bitch,” I heard Drake tell me
in his menacing deep voice, his dirty brown work boots in front of me. I had no
idea what it was I’d done.
Most of the time I hadn’t done anything.
I put my hands on the floor, still trying to take deep
breaths. “Wh-what did I do?” I asked in a strained voice against the
agony burrowing in my back.
Suddenly, my head was yanked back, and my hair was being pulled so tight
that I yelped at the searing sensation. Tears stung my eyes at the torturous
pressure as I balled my hands into fists, trying to resist grabbing at his
hand.
I knew that would make my situation worse.
“I saw you. I saw you talking to that prick at the grocery store. You
think I don’t know what you do every hour of the day? Huh?” He pulled back
harder on my head, and tears streamed down my face as I tried not to scream.
I tried to remember whom I’d talked to at the grocery store. I had gone
there to get a few items, but I didn’t remember having any conversations.
Unless…
“You mean the guy who took my cart when I was done putting the groceries
in the car?”
He finally released my hair and the relief was immense. I fell to the
floor and rubbed my scalp as he towered over me. I ignored the desire to scoot
away from him because I’d learned the hard way that it only angered him more.
Instead, I sat down and hugged my legs to my chest as I rocked back and forth.
“Yes, Lucy, the guy who took the cart from you. Do you realize how bad
it looks when you talk to other guys? Good lord, how stupid can you get?”
He started pacing back and forth, swiping his hands through his dark blond
greasy hair. His footsteps were strong and loud, especially when he wore those
big, ugly, work boots that were always caked with mud. I did my best to stop
shaking and rocking—I needed to appear as calm as possible. You would think I’d
be used to his rage by now, but each time he assaulted me, it made me shake to
my core.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, even though I knew I’d done nothing wrong. I’d
been taught that it was always better to apologize than to try to explain the
situation. I’d been with him for three years, and it was all I could do to stay
sane. The numbness that had taken over my mind and soul was the only way I
survived.
He stopped pacing and turned to face me. “You’re what?”
I looked into his cold gray eyes. “I’m sorry,” I said in a louder voice.
He walked toward me and bent to his knees, his ugly eyes softening
somewhat as he took my face in his sandpaper rough hands. I wanted to cower and
throw up, but I looked him in the eye because I knew if I looked down, it would
anger him even more.
“Lucy Jane, you know I hate
having to lash out at you, but you give me no choice. I can’t have you prancing
around town talking to every asshole you see. It makes me look bad, baby.”
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