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Chelle Bliss & Meredith Wild

Fresh off a divorce from a Hollywood hotshot, Madison Atwood needs an escape. With the paparazzi fresh on her heels and her love life splashed on every tabloid, she runs away to a swanky retreat in Northern California. Avalon Springs is the mountainside haven she needs to find herself again.

Luke Dawson lives off the grid, preferring solitude to society. When he finds a beautiful woman soaking in the hot springs on his property, he can’t stop himself from watching her. She captures his attention, but she’s just a city girl—a beautiful distraction disturbing the peace he’s settled here to find.

When Madison discovers Luke’s secluded cabin, he can’t turn her away again. They make no promises. Madison needs to feel wanted again, and Luke misses the touch of a woman. But when mother nature has other plans, they’re forced to spend more than a night of passion together. Can Luke say goodbye to the only woman who’s made him feel anything in years, and can Madison leave behind the man who brought her back to life?

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CHAPTER ONE

MADISON

Pop!

My heart leaps at the sound. A rush of fizz pours from the top of the champagne bottle, dousing my hands. I curse inwardly and mop the mess off the counter. Not bothering with a glass, I take the bottle with me to the couch and curl up for another quiet night in. I flip through the channels and settle on a made-for-TV movie. All I need is a pint of Ben & Jerry's to complete my look as a miserable divorcée.

I thought when all the paperwork was finalized today, something would change... I would change. I was no longer Madison Cleary, the wife on the arm of a rising star. I was officially Madison Atwood again. The new Madison should feel happy and relieved and free. But something about this celebration feels so incredibly empty.

I close my eyes and exhale a tired sigh.

Goddamn him. As hard as I try, I can't seem to let go of my anger.

Rejection. Hope. Failure. Determination. Yes...determination is here and fighting for ground too. I put the bottle down and reach for my laptop. The Internet has answers and surely this isn't the end for me. The failure of my marriage has been a devastating blow, without a doubt. But I can't let my famous and infamously unfaithful husband-ex-husband-jeopardize my future.

Sometimes it feels like he's everywhere, though. Clients, gigs, and friends still exist in our shared circles. If I ever want to feel completely myself again, I need a break. I need to get away from LA, the whispers, and the chapter of my life that I'd just signed into the past.

A trip to Baja, maybe. Meet a sexy, rich producer who would blacklist the fucker I'd stood by so faithfully through his rise to fame. We'd sip expensive champagne and eat just enough decadent food to fuel our back-to-back sexcapades. And of course we'd kill time in between by frolicking in the clear blue ocean.

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