Bluffing the Devil
by C.L. Foster
Book Info-
Expected Publication eDate-May 2013
Cover by the amazingly talented
Regina Wamba of Mae
I Designs
Blurb
After losing her fiancé to a freak accident, Alexia
Riley decides to swear off relationships and focus her energy on conquering the male-dominated sport of professional poker.
When Alexia finds herself being visited in her dreams
by a mysterious new man, she begins to wonder if her world is slowly starting to unravel around her.
Tested
by a double-dealing nemesis on the tables and
tempted by a mysterious "dream man", Alexia soon contemplates making a
deal with the Devil to rid herself of these torments. What bargain will
she strike with the Dark Prince to get what she wants? As temptation for
a mysterious dream man weakens her resolve,
a desire to defeat her greatest rival beckons her. Will she sacrifice
her soul for victory? Love? Or does she want something else entirely?
The stakes have never been higher for Alexia than they
are when she is bluffing the Devil.
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About the Author
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CL Foster is a brand new writer with big dreams and lots of avenues she wants to travel.
Originally
from Florida, she has lived all over the
world, but has settled down in Pennsylvania.... for now! She has a
Bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice, minoring in Psychology and
Forensics. Which means you don't want to cross her because she knows how
and where to hide a body so it's never found!
She
proudly admits to hearing voices in her head, but
at times, her characters' impromptu visits can be rude and annoying.
Thankfully, she has adequate patience for their shenanigans and can out
ninja them any day of the week.
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Excerpt
He
slithered his way across the casino floor and instantly
his predacious gaze locked onto me. In a spontaneous act of avoidance, I
burrowed into the crowd a bit deeper and tunneled my way through the
unsuspecting human-shields and headed toward the mock-safety of the
elevators. Not that I am afraid of him, far from
it, I just cannot stand cocky bastards that think they are God's gift to
the game. Especially when it's obvious that the only reason he chats me
up so often is he is trying to learn my strategy and make a place for
himself as poker royalty. Not on my watch,
chump. But wait, I am not prey in this situation! I am never going to be
someone's doormat or stepping stone ever again! Resolve hit me suddenly
and I pivoted on my heel quickly, nearly slamming into his eye-level
chest. Man, he was fast! And tall, geez. When
did he get so tall? How had I never noticed that before? Ahh yes, always
sitting at a poker table and only having to deal with his consuming
gazes. This was a new level of freak-out.
"Is
there something I can help you with, Rey?" I said
as I craned my neck to see the tower of man before me, "Or were you on a
mad dash to bilk someone of their life savings or rob some unsuspecting
college girl of her panties and possible virtue tonight?"
"You wound me, truffle." He drawled with his gorgeous
Latin accented "r".
Seriously? What is up with everyone and their nicknames
for me lately?
"I
decided at the last moment to switch to this hotel
so I could be away from the action over at Caesar's and as I was
registering I couldn’t miss your glorious essence calling to me from the
crowd."
As if I was "calling" to him? Pssh. As if!
"And I just had to come speak to you and make sure
you are doing well. Are you busy? You seemed in a hurry."
Rey
could fool most people into thinking he was innocent
or sweet or whatever façade he wanted to wear today but I know poker
players and I know men and he was not fooling me one bit. He always
stayed at Caesar's, which was one of the most important reasons I never
did. Had he followed me? There would be no point
in that. I have to stop being so paranoid.
"I
was in a hurry yes, I.. uh.. have a date." It was
sort of the truth. I was planning on going to my room for a nap before
the tournament and was also praying that I would have a few moments with
my Dream Guy, that always settled my nerves and gave me a little
something extra to smile about.
A
flash of something crossed Rey's face. Amazingly,
I couldn't decipher if it was anger, confusion, or some other emotion.
Even though I have been training to read people's faces, actions, words,
and other characteristics for years now, he somehow managed to show an
emotion I hadn't seen before. Weird. Well-played,
sir. Game on.
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