Hi everyone!! I have been busy writing three books. One of those books is The Evolution of Love, which is another spinoff from the Love, Life, & Happiness series. This is also Elise’s story. This will be an indie release and a standalone, and possibly released after the One Shot With A Baller series is completed.
With this story, sooooo much going on with Elise and the two men in her life, the mother from hell, and Elise’s race to getting married before hitting the big 3-0 (hence, the cover). Not only am I sharing the cover for the story, but also the blurb and an excerpt.
Here is the blurb: Elise Thompson always has been the independent one of the Thompsons siblings. She never worried about anything or anyone, except when it comes down to her ex, Dante Wilson. Although she loves him, she can’t be with him, especially with all the issues the two has together. When she meets Jared Crawford, she starts to see life in a different way. While he wants a relationship with her, Elise is holding back, mainly because of her feelings for Dante. But when issues start to arise between her and Jared and with the reappearance of her mother, she soon realizes what’s important and to live life for herself.
And here’s an excerpt from the story. This excerpt is unedited and from Elise’s POV. Enjoy! 🙂 After two hours of getting slouched off of red wine,I got a text from both Lindsay and Harold asking me to come back to the office. I didn’t want to, especially since I was drunk, but after Harold demanded that show up, I didn’t have a choice.
I asked Cheryl to drop me back off while Riana offered to drive my car to my house. I stumbled near the steps to the building, causing me to stop in my tracks and get myself together. I straighten my jacket and opened the door, praying that I don’t sound drunk as I rounded the hallway to the conference room. I opened the door taking aback to what I was seeing. The owner of Harris Publications, Harold was sitting with Lindsay and the man I was trying to avoid seeing. I knew it was impossible, but I was praying that this was all a bad dream that I’ll wake up from like the one the other night.
“Nice of you to finally show up Elise. Where were you anyway?” Harold asked. “Taking care of a client. What’s going on?” I asked. I tried to walk to an empty seat, but almost bumped into the table. Harold gave me a crazed look while Lindsay put a hand to her forehead. Dante looked at me, giving me a slight chuckle. “Is everything okay, Elise?” “Everything is fine, Harold. Couldn’t be better.” “I wanted to introduce your new author, but from my understanding, you both know each other.” Harold said looking at me and Dante. “I know E very well, Harold.” Dante said while giving a pearly white smile. I shook my head. Just that look made me realize that he hasn’t changed a bit. “I was hoping the two of you could get the ball rolling with getting Dante’s book released. I know this book is going to break the bank and with your expertise, Elise, it will be a hot release.” “I’m sure it will.” I said while staring at Dante. “I’ll leave you two alone so you can get started. If you need anything, Dante, just holler.” Harold said and gave him a handshake. “Welcome aboard.” “Thank you, Harold.” Harold went to the door while Lindsay gave me an encouraging smile before leaving as well. Once the door closed, Dante stared at me as he came over to me. I had to admit, he still looked good. Golden brown skin that glowed within the fluorescent lights, big brown eyes that were giving me an intense look while his sexy lips were giving me a smile that had my body quivering. I had to control myself as I tried to look away from him. “Look at you, drunk at work.” “I had to if I had to be around you.” “Wow, you act like I’m some monster or something. I’m just someone from your past who wanted to get reacquainted with you, that’s all.” “Well, maybe I don’t want to with you. In fact, my life is in perfect order and my past should stay in the past.” Dante nodded. “I can respect that, but since you’re my editor, we can disappoint a lot of people, can we? I mean, Harold practically on his knees begging for me to be a part of this publication. You know I could had went to someone else, but I decided to come here.” “Geez, I wonder why.” “You know why. This was the only way to talk to you since I know you hate me.” “What do you want, Dante? If you’re trying to get back with me, it’s 12 years too late. You moved on, remember? Oh, wait, let me rephrase that; you moved on by marrying the woman you cheated on me with.” “We got a divorce, Elise.” I stared at him as he sat down in the seat beside me. He looked into my eyes and sighed. “I realized a lot in my life that I couldn’t live without. What I had with Michelle was something I couldn’t duplicate. She wasn’t you. That’s why we parted ways. E, I came back because I want to be with you. That’s if you’ll have me.” I stared at him wondering if he had lost his mind. How could he come back into my life after 12 years, declaring his feelings for me? This was insane! “I’m with someone now.” “What does that have to do with me?” “Listen, I’m not going to play games with you. Me and you are going to have a professional relationship, so there will not be any talks of our past or admitting feelings for each other. I just want to get this over with so we both can move on.” “Cool; if that’s what you want, then that’s fine with me. I can do that. But let’s get one thing straight, you and me will never have just a professional relationship. No matter how many people will come in and out of our lives, we will always find a way back to each other. It never fails.” “Well, maybe this time, it just might.” I said. I got up, almost bumping into the table again. I looked over at Dante, who was smiling at my little mishap. I smoothed down my jacket and rolled my eyes before going to the door, hoping I don’t bump into that. I walked down the hall not sure how I felt about that little exchange. I’m perfectly happy with my relationship with Jared, so I shouldn’t have any type of thoughts about Dante. But why in the back of my mind that I was, which I hated.