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Get to know the Kelly family, Brisbane's most famous banking dynasty .

 

They're rich, they're powerful, they've always had everything they've ever wanted. 

Is there hope for them yet?

 

 

DATING THE REBEL TYCOON

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GETTING RED-HOT WITH

THE ROGUE

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MILLIONAIRE DAD'S SOS

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"Loved this!  Ally Blake has penned a poignant, heartwarming, very real story, with an interesting setting of a rainforest Wellness retreat.  Your heart will bleed for Meg Kelly, the feisty heroine, and you'll want to be her when you meet Zach Jones, the scrumptious hero.  M&B Romance at its best."

 

«««««  Nicola Marsh, USA Today Bestselling author

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE HEROINE

 

 

Meg Kelly

 

 

 

THE HERO

 

 

Zach Jones

 

 

 

BLOGGING

 

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THE WORKING TITLE

 

"CONFESSIONS OF A SOCIETY PRINCESS"

 

 

 

 

THE SOUNDTRACK

 

KT Tunstall

"Suddenly I See"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

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HOT OFF THE PRESS!

 

What has become of Brisbane's most eligible bachelor, Zachary Jones?  The sought-after millionaire hasn't been seen on the social circuit for months!  Whilst he's known for his reclusive tendencies, rumour has it there's a good reason for his absence.  He's just become a single father.  Could it be true?

 

Perhaps Zach sent a call for help to premier 'It' girl Meg Kelly, who was missing from the party lists last week?  She'd certainly be able to give great advice on difficult childhoods...

 

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News just in...

The cameras were out, the paparazzi waiting, seamstresses across the city ready to rip off whichever designer frock they were about to be dazzled by, yet all were sorely disappointed when so-fabulous-it-hurts, thinking man’s It-Girl Meg Kelly – the youngest, and we think most adorable, offspring of one-time uber-financier, some-time squillionaire, KInG of the corporate jungle Quinn Kelly – failed to show at the opening of hot new nightclub Bliss.

But wait, there’s more!

Sources close to the family say she hasn’t slept at her apartment or her folks’ pad, the stunning Kelly Manor, the past two nights.  And her familiar classic red convertible, often seen parked out front of Kelly Tower - the home of titanic family biz the Kelly Investment Group - is nowhere to be seen.

Where has Brisbane’s favourite daughter disappeared to?

Could she be – gasp! – in hiding, nursing a new nose job?  Has the nicest girl in town finally shown a kink in her squeaky clean armour by - eek! – blowing off her host?  Is her vanishing act a sign that her Herculean father is not as recovered from recent heart problems as the family would have us believe?

Or – bless her little heart – has she run off with studly Texan oil baron seen visiting the family manor last week?  Oh please let that be it!  Can we possibly hope this means the last of the Kelly kids has finally found true love at last?

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‘Of all the resorts in all the world,’ Zach Jones muttered to his frowning reflection, ‘why did she have to walk into mine?’

Zach stood in the shadows of a lush potted palm in a dark corner of the Waratah House lobby, narrowed eyes locked on the figure skipping down the wide stone steps leading away from the main building of the Juniper Falls Rainforest Retreat.

There weren’t many reasons why his resort staff would contact him directly, ever, his reputation being that he was akin to a bear with a sore tooth at the best of times.  That’s as kind a character reference he could have hoped for, considering his years of unequivocal lack of cooperation with the press.

Despite all that, the rumoured arrival of the woman currently whipping off her cap and trying and failing to tuck her mass of dark curls beneath it, had been deemed important enough to give the bear a nudge.

The bear was thankful they had.

After his daily run, he’d lain in wait for her to show her face.  In the end he’d missed out on that privilege.  She’d scooted through the lobby, head tipped down.  Nevertheless, he’d recognised her in an instant.  There wouldn’t be many a red-blooded man in this corner of the world who would not.

Even dressed down in shorts, tank top, sneakers, and cap rather than her usual society princess razzmatazz of designer frocks and diamonds, there was no mistaking her.  Not with those sexy dark curls, that hourglass silhouette in miniature, the kind Zach couldn’t help imagining just begged for fifties style dresses and high-heels to make the most of it, and the ridiculously confident, rock and roll sway of those infamous hips.

Who knew such a woman could bring on such a headache in such a short amount of time?  In the end it wasn’t just any woman.  The woman who’d zoomed up to the front gates of the resort earlier that week in a growling red convertible filled with designer luggage and equally designer friends was none other than the society princess herself, Meg Kelly.

‘Dammit,’ he said loud enough a group of guests heading out the doors gave him a sideways glance.  He slid deeper into the shadows, a place he’d always found far more comfortable than being under any kind of spotlight.

Much less the kind of spotlight Meg Kelly seemed to carry on her person such was her magnetism for the kind of rabid media attention usually reserved for royalty and rock stars.  That kind of attention made her exactly the kind of guest most resort owners would give their right arm for.

Not him.  Not now.

She disappeared a moment behind a fat spray of red Waratah flowers and he felt himself leaning to catch her coming out the other side.  He rocked himself back upright and planted his feet into the marble floor.

She popped out eventually only to bend from the waist to tug at the heel of what appeared to be brand new sneakers, her shorts curving tight over her backside, her thigh muscles tightening, her calf muscles lengthening.

He glanced away but not soon enough to stop the quickening in his blood.  He ran a hand over his mouth, his palm rasping from the effects of three days worth of stubble growth, and told himself it was the after effects of his run.

He glanced back out the window only to have his gaze catch on the sliver of pale, soft skin that peeked between the back of her shorts and her top...  Was that a tattoo?

His eyes flicked to the heavens and drew in a deep breath through his nose, attempting to temper the swift kick of attraction.

Not her.  And most certainly not now.

The little known truth that he’d stayed put in the one place for the past few months would be enticing news for the kind of gossip hungry media for whom Meg Kelly was the poster girl.

As far as he was concerned they could all go jump.  Not since he’d jumped off the merry go round of foster homes and orphanages he’d grown up in had he let anybody tell him who he was, who he was not, how low he might fall, or how high he dared reach.  His successes and mistakes were only his own to judge.

And of all the successes and mistakes he’d ever accomplished in his life the reason why he was now stuck in the middle of nowhere was the most inviolable yet.

In fact, he’d missed a call from his ‘reason why’ already that morning, and now she wasn’t answering the mobile he’d bought her specifically so they could always be in touch.

Then his man on the ground in St Barts had left a message saying the government were playing hard ball on singing off on the final inspections of his latest resort site.  All that before the day had even officially begun.

He didn’t see how this week could get any worse.

 

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From "Millionaire Dad's SOS" by Ally Blake
Harlequin Romance April 2010

ISBN: 978-0-263-87662-8  Copyright: © 2009 Ally Blake
® and ™ are trademarks of the publisher. The edition published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A. For more romance information surf to: http://www.eHarlequin.com

 


This one’s for Veronica, my constant companion through the writing of this book – from bump, to blinking into the light, to becoming my beautiful smiley girl.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The Secret Wedding Dress  |  The Rules of Engagement  |  The Wedding Date  |  Millionaire Dad's SOS  |  Getting Red-Hot with the Rogue

Dating the Rebel Tycoon  |  A Night with the Society Playboy  |  Hired: The Boss's Bride  |  The Magnate's Indecent Proposal

Falling for the Rebel Heir  |   Steamy Surrender  |  Millionaire to the Rescue  |  Billionaire on Her Doorstep

Getting Down to Business  |  Meant-To-Be Mother  |  Wanted: Outback Wife  |  A Father in the Making  |  The Shock Engagement  

A Mother For His Daughter  |  How to Marry a Billionaire  |  Marriage Make-Over  |  Marriage Material  |  The Wedding Wish

 
 

 

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