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"Most definitely."

  "Does that mean the wedding is on?"

  It must have been her night for epiphanies because she was all at once one-hundred percent certain of what she wanted.

  "It is. But not the wedding your mother has planned."

  "Then what?"

  "A small wedding. Here. If Ellie will still agree. With her family, you and me and whoever is important to you."

  "Gabriel. And Connor."

  "Yes."

  "Your publicist?"

  "Most definitely not."

  "Thank the stars."

  "You don't like her much, do you?"

  "Honestly, no. Nevertheless, if she is important to you I can tolerate her. I can put up with almost anything, if it makes you happy."

  "I'll be happy if Ellie and Cam say yes. Then we can go back to Texas and start our lives. You'll do all the things you do and I'll write and maybe learn to ride and …"

  "And what about your publicity and promotions?"

  "I don't care about that. If my publisher wants to drop me, I can self-publish. And if people want to read my books then that's great. But I don't need – no I don't want all that attention."

  "Are you sure?"

  "Yes. Look at Ellie. She's an amazing artist. Seriously, she could compete with any of the New York designers and she's happy as a clam living here on a ranch. That's what I want. I real life, with you."

  "It's what I want as well."

  "Then we ask Ellie in the morning?"

  "Most definitely."

  "And your mother? She's be furious."

  August took several seconds before answering. "I believe we can pacify her if we agree to turn her wedding into a reception."

  Layla groaned. "You know there'll be a thousand people there and cameras snapping and filming away at our every move."

  "Yes, but we do not have to stay for the entire affair. We stay through dinner and toasts and then we leave."

  "She won't be happy."

  "She will get over it."

  "You don't really believe that do you?"

  "No, but it doesn't matter."

  "Doesn't it?"

  "No, it doesn’t."

  "I love you, Augustus Octavius Thurinus."

  Augustus slid off the loveseat to kneel in front of her. "And I love you, Layla Ann Summerfield. So here I am again, on my knees, begging … marry me, be my love."

  "Yes."

  He leaned close, his breath brushing her face before their lips met. Then all thought fled. There was only the two of them, in this moment. And that was all that mattered.

  Coming Soon

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  Book Two of The Seven Series

  Gabriel is an Angel. One with a sense of humor and one who has not found lasting love. Maybe whatever Force governed the Universe had decided he'd been given enough blessings.

  Most of the time it didn't bother him. Seeing his oldest friend, the Vampire Augustus find love had turned Gabriel's thoughts to things of that nature. Maybe he was even a little envious.

  When he agrees to attend the reception Augustus' mother, Asha is holding to celebrate Augustus' marriage to romance writer, and human, Layla Summerfield, he had no idea it was going to be a televised event.

  He had to agree to a certain wardrobe, having a stylist for his hair and of all the crazy things, a make-up artist. If not for his love for Augustus and his perky and good-natured beloved, Gabriel would have said no.

  Nevaeh Rockwell, or Nev to her friends, never imagined she'd be offered a job at what was sure to be the media event of the year. Someone from her past that she'd kept in occasional contact with, Ellie Marsh, was the maid of honor at the wedding of none other than Layla Summerfield, the overnight romance sensation and the Prince of Vampires, Augustus Thurinus.

  She'd recommended Nev to Layla, who had insisted that Nev be given the job.

  What a boon this would be to Nev's career. At present, she was scrambling, working for local theater companies as an assistant make-up artist, doing jobs for independent film companies, and tending bar at a beachside bar in Daytona Beach.

  This might just boost her career and even if it didn't how many people got to attend the event of the year?

  What she didn't expect was to be assigned as the makeup artist for an honest to goodness Angel. And what an Angel he was. Gabriel was heart stopping gorgeous. The trouble was, as she'd been warned, was that his touch inspired bliss.

  Bliss? That's not what she felt when he touched her. No indeed, it was extreme and intense but definitely was not bliss.

  Gabriel had never met a woman that didn't melt into a state of bliss at his touch. Nor had he met one that sent her feelings ricocheting back to him. Feelings strong enough to ruffle his feathers.

  This just might be interesting after all.

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  Books by Ciana Stone

  Hot in the Saddle – a Four Book Box Set

  Untamed: A Three Book Box Set

  The Whisperers: Simply Irresistible – A Three Book Box Set

  Holdin’ On for a Hero: A three book set

  Tales of Betrayal, passion, danger and love

  Hunger: The V’Kar Series – A three book set

  Renegades

  Coming of Age

  On My Knees