Promo: Deacon by Cheryl Douglas + GIVEAWAY

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Title: Deacon

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: June 15th , 2015

Starkis Family #1 (Can be read as standalaone)


WLK synopsis



When Deacon Starkis sets his sights on the gorgeous young

model gracing the pages of his glossy catalogue, he knows he has to have her. One

problem. She’s not available. But that won’t stop Deacon. He’s a man used to getting

what he wants and he wants Mia.

Mia is stunned when she receives an email from the elusive

billionaire who owns the lingerie company she models for. He tells her he’s intrigued.

He’s not the only one. But she knows she’d be a fool to throw away an eight year

relationship for a brief affair with the head honcho. He doesn’t do relationships and she

doesn’t do casual sex. It seems they’re at an impasse.

Who will come out on top in this battle of wills? The

dominant one or the woman intent on teaching him the meaning of


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WLK excerpt 

With the launch party at the forefront of my mind, I made my way downstairs

to wardrobe.

Half a dozen women turned, gaping at me. I rarely made personal selections

for my models, but I

didn’t think my presence warranted such stunned silence.

Good afternoon, ladies,” I said, trying to hide my


Hello, Mr. Starkis,” one of the women stammered. “How can we help


I’m here about the fashion show this weekend.”

She gestured toward several hanging racks. “Everything’s taken care of, sir.


welcome to have a look at the samples. They’re right over


I’d like to see what Mia Barnes will be wearing.”

Two women exchanged curious glances before one said, “Of course, Mr.

Starkis. I’ll get

those selections right away.”

I barely noticed the gorgeous models milling about half-naked, being fitted for

the upcoming

show. Many were trying to get my attention, smiling or giving me sultry looks

as they met my

eyes in the full-length mirror. They had been hand-selected for their talent

and beauty, but none

were Mia, therefore none held my attention for long.

Here they are,” the harried, middle-aged woman with the blond bob and pixie

skirt said. “I

think these will look fabulous on Mia.” She laughed. “I’ve worked in this

business a long time, and I can tell you it’s rare to find a model who looks amazing in

everything she tries on. Most

have some flaw they wish to hide, but not our Mia.”

I smiled tightly. Our

Mia? Wrong. She was my

Mia. “I’m sure you’re right, but that one

won’t work,” I said, pointing at the lavender silk bra and matching panties on

the white satin

hanger. “Next.”

Looking stricken, the woman said, “But—”

It’s lovely…?”


It’s lovely, Barbara. Just not what I have in mind for Mia. May I see the next


She held up a black lace bustier with a matching thong, looking

apprehensive. She had every

reason to be nervous. The only time I expected to see Mia parading around

wearing that was

when she was modeling it for me.

I want her to model the bridal collection.” I knew that was sexy yet


The bridal collection?” Barbara seemed stunned by my


Is there a problem?”

Um, no, but with Eleni’s darker coloring, I thought she would be perfect for

the bridal


You thought wrong,” I said, pinning her with a stare that brooked no

argument. “Switch

them. Eleni can wear these.” I gestured toward the pieces Mia had been

slotted to wear. “Mia

will model the bridal collection.”

Of course, Mr. Starkis. Anything you say, sir.”

WLK Author Bio

Cheryl Douglas - Author Photo

When one door closes, another one opens. I closed the door to my business for the last

time in 2011, which left me with a decision. What now? Find another location and move

my nutrition business, go to work for someone else, or take a chance on my dream? I

chose the latter and I’ve never looked back!

I’ve always loved reading and writing, but it wasn’t until I jumped in with both feet and

decided writing would be my career, instead of just a hobby, that my muse woke up

from her deep slumber.

It was like someone flipped a switch inside my head and stories just came pouring out.

At the end of the day, I would often look at the keyboard and wonder, ‘Who the heck

wrote that? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure it wasn’t me!’

I don’t write books. I tell stories, or rather, I allow my characters to tell their stories

through me. I’m not a plotter, never have been, never will be. Why? Because I have no

idea how the story will evolve and it’s not my place to manipulate it. My job is to get to

know these characters, figure out what makes them tick, then follow their journey

wherever it takes me.

When I’m not writing, I’m daydreaming. Thankfully, I have an

understanding husband and son who know I’ll re-join the land of the living just as soon

as my muse decides it’s quitting time. I don’t work for myself. I work for her. She’s the

boss. And I’m okay with that.


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