Author: Beth Michele
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance Novella
Release Date: March 27, 2014
My name is Autumn Winters.
The truth is, that's the biggest lie I've ever told.
My real name is Olivia Redmund. Autumn Winters is the curtain I hide behind. You see, I write bestselling erotic romance novels. But my life is far from erotic. The only fantasy exists in my head.
The day I met Hunter Grayson, that all changed. A handsome stranger on a train who turned my world upside down, made me think and feel things I never knew were possible.
But he's hiding, too.
What happens when I slowly realize that who I truly am is more similar to who I'm pretending to be? I want to be brave enough to tell the world, but the fear is crippling.
Fear of myself. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what others will think.
But life is too short to be afraid.
And I'm so damn tired of hiding.
**This is an Adult Contemporary Romance and due to strong language and sexual content, is not intended for readers under the age of 18.**
by Beth Michele
Release: March 27, 2014
My rating: 4 of 5 ⭐️
On her way to a conference by train, erotic romance author, Olivia Redmund finds herself living out, what could almost be a scene from one of her own books. A hot sexy encounter in a quiet area of the train, with a rugged, gorgeous stranger with magic hands. A far cry from her normal behaviour, which is much more reserved and demure than her profession suggests. Which is probably why she decides to use her pen name, Autumn Winters, instead of her real name....
Enjoying the freedom of not being measured by the size of his wallet, Hunter Grayson decides to keep some secrets of his own, determined to enjoy the gorgeous and passionate Autumn as long as he can. But when those secrets come to light, before he has a chance to explain.....Autumn has disappeared.
YOWZA!! That is most definitely one hot little number!!
A highly erotic story bringing to life a popular 'secret' fantasy of many, I'm sure! Impulsive sex with a stranger in a semi-public location..... Just like for most of us, for Olivia a fantasy was all it had ever been. Except in her case, she would write about them too. But this time she challenges herself to step outside her own box - to be in the moment, so to speak. Grabbing an opportunity to expand on her experience and explore her own limits, something she feels she needs after a bad break up. She is surprised to find herself far more passionate and lustful than she had imagined. Or maybe that was Hunter's influence.....
Not used to being looked at for who he is, but mainly for what he represents, Autumn's refreshing innocence and direct honesty is new to Hunter. He is tired of phony smiles and fake orgasms and craves real and natural responses, like the ones he evokes from Autumn. His lack of trust is a result of history and experience, but it almost costs him a chance to pursue what he has craved all along.
If you are looking for page-scorching love scenes..... You've found it. But there is not a whole lot to the story. I know, it is a novella, there isn't a lot of book to explore backgrounds and context and a whole lot of depth to go with the sex, but I still missed it a bit. What there was....was undoubtedly well written, there just wasn't enough and it was a little too 'pat'...too easy, in the end. Nevertheless, despite the almost insta-love and the incredibly fortuitous turn of events, I thoroughly enjoyed this short, by extremely talented author Beth Michele!!
✨Vivaciously wicked runaway secrets.✨
**Copy provided in return for an honest review.**
“God damn it,” I utter again, shaking my head and scrambling to grab it, when I notice a pair of beautiful, masculine hands scooping up my belongings. Completely mortified, my cheeks flush a deep red, and I’m silently praying he hasn’t spotted my favorite sex toy.
My eyes make their way from the ground, climbing past the hands and up the length of strong, muscular arms to an absolutely gorgeous face, and I take a hard swallow. A chiseled jaw with a hint of stubble, irises the color of aged brandy, a sharp, sculptured nose, and perfectly tousled hair that matches his hypnotic eyes. I don’t realize that I’m staring until his lips quirk up into a grin. Could I be any more obvious?
He tosses the items back in my purse and nods toward the vibrator.
“I’ll let you handle that one,” he offers, his voice a rich timbre to my ears.
“Although,” he whispers, leaning in close, “I’m sure I could put it to good use.”
My mouth drops open in surprise, just as he reaches his thumb out to skim my bottom lip.
“I’m pretty sure I could put this sexy mouth to good use, too.”
Beth Michele is the author of Love Love, Lovely, Scarred Beautiful, and Finding Autumn. She is a Connecticut native who loves spending time with her husband and two children. If you can’t find her, though, she’s probably hiding out with her kindle anywhere she can find a quiet spot. She has an affinity for Twizzlers and is a hopeless romantic and a happily ever after fanatic.