Exclusive Excerpt & Trailer Reveal ~ Quiet Lies by RL Griffin

Quiet Lies releases 12th November, this is the next book from the extremely talented RL Griffin. Once again RL Griffin dives into another genre, this time a dark, suspense type read that lures you into the life of "The Pryors."

RL Griffin last ventured into the Romantic Comedy genre with her girls road trip Sunshine & Whiskey, while this is vastly different her engaging writing style will once again keep those pages turning as you wonder what is real and what is not. Is everything as it seems?

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Book Description:

I was broken before I met Sebastian Pryor, but he decimated me. I swept the ashes of myself into a pile that I kept safe for thirteen years. Believe me it wasn’t pretty, oh but people thought we were perfect. I hate myself most days. I hate that I feel for him as much as I loathe who I’ve become with him. This story is hard to hear. You know what the worst part is? You’ll see part of you in me. You’ll hate that. You won’t tell anyone.

My story is about cracks. A description or telling of how cracks in a marriage, a life, a personality, a heart and a mind begin and continue for years without anyone knowing. You don't always see what causes the fissure, but you feel it. Can you remember who you were before all of this started, before your life became a jumble of deceit, longing and regret?

This book isn’t for anyone who needs a happily ever after.

This book isn’t for anyone who needs a fun time out from their life.

This book isn’t for anyone, but me.

This is my story. I won’t apologize for it.

Exclusive Trailer Reveal:

Exclusive Excerpt:

His hands run down my body and grab both butt cheeks pulling me closer into his dick. I groan and take him all in. I kiss his neck and lick the shell of his ear.

“Your body is made for me,” he murmurs as he trails kisses down to my right nipple. The chill I feel on the path he makes leaves me trying to get closer to Sebastian. I want to climb into his skin and try it on. I want to always have his huge hands around the back of my thighs pulling me onto his erection.

He flips us to where he’s on his back, my hands are pressed into his chest. I like that he has a smattering of hair across his pectorals. I’m obsessed with his scar under his left arm. Him currently moaning my name is everything.

“Rebecca,” he grits out as his hips lift and drop in a fashion that won’t let me control my tempo as I ride him, but the angle in which he is making me meet him is just enough friction to…

“Oh God,” I scream and my head falls forward. He doesn’t slow his pace and the pleasure is so intense it almost hurts and my orgasm rips through me. He pinches my nipple and the sensory overload is too much, I want to fold into myself. My mind explodes in such a peaceful feeling that I can’t believe it’s actually happening. I never thought I would feel this way again.

Happy.

I fall to the side of Sebastian and run my hands over his chest.

“I think,” he whispers, but I prop myself up and kiss him before he can finish his sentence. I devour him and want him to know what it means. I want him to know that I will do whatever he wants from me, that he owns me already. I’ve put up a faux fight so that he’ll think I’m playing hard to get, but he had me early on with his lopsided smile, his constant touching and laughing. I was a goner. I want him to know all of that in one kiss. I pull back and stare into his eyes that cut me in two. “Me too,” he comments.

My heart clenches in regret, in lust, in elation. He loves me. I’m loved. I can be loved.