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"A dancer and a Marine—two worlds collide.

Chloe Johnson is no stranger to the spotlight. A prestigious member of the LA Laker Girls, she’s in the public eye regularly. Her world is perfect.

Eric Taylor, on the other hand, is damaged, both body and spirit. Injured overseas, he returns home with fresh physical wounds, invisible emotional scars, and a bad attitude.

When Chloe becomes the object of affection to an unknown stalker, she must leave her life behind and rely on a total stranger, and the only man she’s ever met who’s never happy to see her—Eric. Can she trust this hardened soldier with her life?

Adjusting to civilian life hasn’t been easy for Eric. Swearing off women forever, all he wants is to be left alone. However, his world is thrown into chaos when Chloe appears on his doorstep as an invited guest of Eric’s twin brother. Bewitched by her innocent charms, Eric fights to keep her at arm’s length, putting his No More Women resolve to the test.

Everything soon changes when Chloe’s stalker trackers her down, making her a pawn in a cat and mouse game of Dangerous Obsession.

*This is a clean romantic fiction. There is no graphic violence, sex, or language in this book.* "

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Author M.M. Roethig is a 'happily-ever-after' author whose guilty pleasure is a swoon worthy romance. Growing up, she spent her youth on various Air Force bases in many different states, which encouraged her imagination and love of make believe stories with each new city, scenery, and situation.

Finally settling in Idaho, M.M. Roethig finished her schooling years and eventually met and married her very own Prince Charming. A recent move took her to Northern Colorado, a place she has instantly fallen in love with and embraced as her home.

When she is not swooning over romance stories or writing, M.M. Roethig enjoys spending time with her husband and son who also call Colorado home. With two grown daughters and one son-in-law living in Idaho, she finds every excuse to travel back as much as possible.

Other hobbies M.M. Roethig enjoys is running, photography, baking, watching her son swim, trying new board games, and cheering on the Denver Broncos.

YA Paranormal Fiction : Elemental Princess * Raine

Contemporary Romance: Reflections

Anthologies: Beginnings * Summer Dreams

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Excerpt

A dark figure stood outside Chloe’s apartment, hidden in the shadows provided by the night. Crowds formed, making it impossible to get closer without looking suspicious, so he waited and watched. She’d come home earlier than he’d expected, which was the only reason he wasn’t waiting in the bedroom with the ring she foolishly returned all those months before. Three months ago he was livid when his gifts were given back. He’d attacked her in his rage, leaving a scratched bruise on her face. Since then, he’d had time to reflect on his actions and realized Chloe didn’t understand his feelings for her were genuine. He needed to make her see how much she meant to him. Tonight was intended to be that night, but anger enveloped him when he discovered she wouldn’t be performing. She sat on the sidelines watching the game and his heart constricted with pain at the idea—he lived to watch her dance. It’d become his obsession. Once the game started, he left and made his way along the familiar streets to her house. It took longer than he anticipated, but he didn’t care. If his Chloe didn’t dance, he didn’t care enough to stay and watch the game. He knew his disappearance would raise questions, but he’d make something up later to explain it away. What was most important was making sure Chloe understood that he wouldn’t give her up so easily. He’d left the velvet box, roses, and some pictures on her bed to show his love. He meant to leave her apartment intact, but his disappointment in the situation made his head spin. Before he could stop himself, he’d demolished everything he could get his hands on. Now, curious onlookers surrounded her as she followed two uniformed officers to her friend’s car. He’d taken note of the license plate when the man and woman first arrived, feeling lucky he was able to write it down when they’d parked down the street. He’d do his best to find out where the owners of that car lived, a technique he’d used to find Chloe’s house. Feeling smug, he let her drive away into the night, his hand gripped tightly around the paper with the plate number. He’d follow up in the morning with a visit to the local police station for a license plate inquiry.