Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger by Elsa Jacobs

๐‡๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž? ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐š๐ ๐›๐ž๐ก๐ข๐ง๐…โฃ Runaway Hearts by Elsa Jacobs is a slow burn, steamy, contemporary romantic suspense with morally questionable characters. Get a copy now!

Title:ย Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger
Author:ย Elsa Jacobs
Genre:ย Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense
Release Date:ย November 01, 2024

About The Book: 

Have you ever wished to run away from your life?

Start anew and leave everything bad behindโ€ฆ

Marianne, a young woman hungry for a fresh start, canโ€™t wait for her beach house getaway. But her plans take an unexpected turn when she picks up a mysterious hitchhiker on the way.

The irresistible stranger is the sole heir of a Japanese *organization*, and despite Marianneโ€™s own anxiety struggles, she canโ€™t say no to someone in need. As they travel together, swapping past traumas and dreams, love sparks. To heal her troubled mind, she must embrace her true desires, no matter how twisted they seem.

But as love deepens, an enemy from the manโ€™s past threatens to pull them apart. In the midst of looming danger, Marianne must choose between sticking to her anxious ways or diving into the unknown for true love.

Get ready for a wild ride where each page brings new revelations and perils, leading to a destination unlike any other.

Runaway Hearts is a slow burn, steamy, contemporary romantic suspense with morally questionable characters. HEA.

Purchase:ย Amazon

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Excerpt:

We stroll through the twinkling lights of the fair, carefree. The summer wind makes the skirt of my dress flutter around me. Kai is silent until he comes to a halt in front of a shooting booth with yellow metallic ducks that pass by on a conveyor belt. The sound of shots fired rings out, adding to the lively atmosphere of the fair. 

โ€œI said Iโ€™d get you a teddy bear, right?โ€ Kai says. 

I often get lost in my thoughts, but Kai brings me back to the present. Weโ€™re at a colorful booth with carnival music blaring nearby. 

The ducks move quickly, rendering it a challenging task, but he makes it look easy. He handles the air gun and hits his target with ease, leaving me in awe, yet not surprised by his skills. The yellow metal ducks make a loud clatter as they fall. 

โ€œYouโ€™re talented,โ€ I say. 

โ€œIโ€™ve had lots of practice.โ€ 

โ€œYouโ€™ve often murdered metal ducks?โ€ 

His face twists, and his eyelids flutter. I think heโ€™s trying not to laugh. โ€œNo.โ€ 

โ€œSo, your practice is only subjective,โ€ I say with a finger raised. 

His eyebrow arches, and I embrace the moment. At the fair with a criminal who appears happy to hand me a fluffy blue bear. He has a glow of sweetness in his eyes. I gasp as my heart sits in my throat and my legs weaken. 

Iโ€™d give the moon in guarantee to know what heโ€™s thinking right now. 

โ€œDo you want to try?โ€ he asks, holding out the gleaming silver gun. The short sleeve of his black shirt wrinkles with the movement. 

My heart beats faster as I gaze at the sleek metal weapon in his hand. โ€œYouโ€™ll show me how to handle a gun?โ€ 

โ€œWhy not? I bet youโ€™re good.โ€ Kai flashes me a confident smile and tosses some money to the gentleman behind the counter. With skilled hands, he loads the gun with ammunition, the sharp clicks echoing through the air. 

โ€œGood?โ€ I repeat, my chest swelling with a small spark of pride at his words. 

He puts the gun in my hands and stands behind me, his frame caging me, yet not touching me. His warm hands gently guide mine into position on the grip, his unshaven cheek brushing mine. My heart races at the coarse feel on my skin. 

His intense gaze fixes on the targets ahead, deadly serious. I steal a few seconds to admire him before he lowers my hands. โ€œTake a deep breath, and when you reach the end of the exhale, squeeze the trigger.โ€ The faintest hint of a smirk plays on his lips as he looks back at me. And time stops. 

We lock gazes for a moment until the gentlemanโ€™s throat clearing interrupts us. โ€œAre you ready to shoot, honey?โ€ 

Kaiโ€™s gaze shifts to the man, shooting him a fierce glare. โ€œWho do you think youโ€™re calling โ€˜honey,โ€™ huh?โ€ 

The man takes a step back, his hands raised in front of him. โ€œJust a saying, man. Sorry.โ€ 

I narrow my eyes at Kai. โ€œYou scared him.โ€ 

He sneers in response before whispering, โ€œCome on. Play along or I might have to shoot him for real.”

About The Author: 

Iโ€™m Elsa Jacobs, an indie author of contemporary romance and romantic suspense/thriller. I write unique love stories with a substantial amount of twists, turns, and spices.ย 

Let me tell you how it all started. A few years back, I was battling brutal insomnia that just wouldnโ€™t quit. Nights were a blur of characters and plots swirling around in my head, refusing to let me catch some shut-eye. It was maddening. Writing became my escape hatchโ€”I had to get these stories out of my head.

In less than a year, I wrote four drafts, all because I needed an outlet for the chaos that was keeping me up at night. Publishing wasnโ€™t even on my radar; I just needed some peace of mind. But then, something unexpected happened. I sent a chapter to an editor, not really expecting much to come of it.

But instead of a brush-off, I found myself teaming up with that editor to bring my first novel to life.

It was a game-changer. Thatโ€™s when I decided to take the plunge and share the rest of my drafts, bit by bit, with the world.

My stories might have been born out of sleepless nights, but theyโ€™ve become my sanctuary, and I hope they become yours too.

Connect With Elsa:ย Website | Goodreads | Facebook | Instagram

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