Inside Out Trilogy
Gallery Books
August 2012
On Sale: August 24, 2012
Featuring: Mark; Sara; Chris
385 pages ISBN: 0985817003 EAN: 9781476726069 Kindle: B0095VKZUK e-Book (reprint) Add to Wish List
From New York Times Best Selling author Lisa Renee Jones, a
story with the heat of 50 Shades and the mystery of Pretty
Little Liars. Now in development for cable TV with acclaimed
producer Suzanne Todd (Alice in Wonderland w/Johnny Depp)
How It All Started...
One day I was a high school teacher on summer break, leading
a relatively uneventful but happy life. Or so I told myself.
Later, I'd question that, as I would question pretty much
everything I knew about me, my relationships, and my
desires. It all began when my neighbor thrust a key to a
storage unit at me. She'd bought it to make extra money
after watching some storage auction show. Now she was on her
way to the airport to elope with a man she barely knew, and
she needed me to clear out the unit before the lease expired.
Soon, I was standing inside a small room that held the
intimate details of another woman's life, feeling
uncomfortable, as if I was invading her privacy. Why had she
let these items so neatly packed, possessions that she
clearly cared about deeply, be lost at an auction? Driven to
find out by some unnamed force, I began to dig, to discover
this woman's life, and yes, read her journals--dark, erotic
journals that I had no business reading. Once I started, I
couldn't stop. I read on obsessively, living out fantasies
through her words that I'd never dare experience on my own,
compelled by the three men in her life, none of whom had
names. I read onward until the last terrifying dark entry
left me certain that something had happened to this woman. I
had to find her and be sure she was okay.
Before long, I was taking her job for the summer at the art
gallery, living her life, and she was nowhere to be found. I
was becoming someone I didn't know. I was becoming her.
The dark, passion it becomes...
Now, I am working at a prestigious gallery, where I have
always dreamed of being, and I've been delivered to the
doorstep of several men, all of which I envision as one I've
read about in the journal. But there is one man that will
call to me, that will awaken me in ways I never believed
possible. That man is the ruggedly sexy artist, Chris Merit,
who wants to paint me. He is rich and famous, and dark in
ways I shouldn't find intriguing, but I do. I so do. I don't
understand why his
dark side appeals to me, but the attraction between us is
rich with velvety promises of satisfaction. Chris is dark,
and so are his desires, but I cannot turn away. He is
damaged beneath his confident good looks and need for
control, and in some way, I feel he needs me. I need him.
All I know for certain is that he knows me like I don't even
know me, and he says I know him. Still, I keep asking myself
-- do I know him? Did he know her, the journal writer, and
where is she? And why doesn't it seem to matter anymore?
There is just him and me, and the burn for more.