Sunset Dreams Doubled

Bel-Air society isn't ready for me. I'm Dale Summers, and things are about to get very spicy with not one hot guy but TWO. They're called the Weston brothers & they're about to rock my world...




"Pulling into The Blue Lagoon Country Club, I push my blonde hair out of my face and try to steel myself for dealing with them, the country club set. It's a vast array of fakeness which can get under a person's skin. Having to give air kisses and to talk about which new Chanel bag you've purchased... But me? I want more."




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Pierce

I'm trying to escape.

Running from my past, from New York, from everything.

I guess what I don't expect is to find her.

Dale Summers. Socialite. Bel-Air babe. And the woman who'll be the death of me.

I can't do this. It's not time. I'm not a relationship guy, not anymore.

My past...

It's there, right at the fringes of my mind, always promising to ruin everything again.

But her?

She's perfect. Stunning and sweet, like an angel.

So maybe California's not so bad after all.

Maybe you can run from your problems and create a whole new life.

At least, that's the dream.

City of Angels-I'm here to stay.

Nothing can break me.

Not this time...




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There are two types of people in Bel-Air. Old money and new money. I'm part of the former. Born and bred here. It's my life. And it'll be the death of me. That is until I meet the twins. The Weston brothers. They're hot, like, really hot. They turn my world around in a good way, in a heart-stopping, panty-scorching, amazing kind of way.




The problem is, my ex is hanging around. Kieran Calderon. He refuses to let go of what we had. And no matter how many times I try to tell him that it's over, he keeps reappearing in my life like an ominous shadow that I just can't shake.




The stakes are high in Bel-Air. You have millionaires, and then you have billionaires. Nobody wears fake Prada, but their smiles are as fake as their promises. But me? I'm learning who my real friends are. And with two gorgeous twin guys on my arms who actually care about me...well, let's just say my life has suddenly gotten a lot more interesting.




Can love survive in the trenches of Bel-Air, where people turn on a dime, and where it's more important what car you drive and if you're wearing a look fresh off the runway? You decide.













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A Note From Blair:

This is Book 1 of the upcoming Breaking Bel-Air series but can be read as a standalone romance. It's 65,000 words, with a guaranteed HEA. The men please her, not each other. MFM, not any MM.