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<b>Prune</b> is a verb. Dictionary and web says it is trimming (a tree, shrub, or bush) by cutting away dead or overgrown branches or stems, especially to increase fruitfulness and growth.<br />
Synonyms are <i>cut back, trim, thin, pinch back, clip, shear, top, dock More</i><br />
<i>cut away (a branch or stem). </i><br />
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For example, "prune back the branches", means to <i>cut off, lop (off), chop off, clip, snip (off), nip off, dock.</i><br />
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More like reducing the extent of (something) by <b>removing superfluous</b> or <b>unwanted</b> parts.<br />
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And I must say, it hurts, you know! Why? Well come on! It requires you to let go of the things that you already have.<br />
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It requires you to cut some stems, or branches or twigs!<br />
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And. It. Hurts. As Hell!<br />
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But you can't do anything but to undergo through unless you want to be banned!<br />
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You need it, dude! So you could be better. So you could go to another level. So you could reach your full potential. So you could breakthrough. So you could conquer and So you could be NEW.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06664612627104953445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419553822801994054.post-51887526291305074752014-05-20T08:30:00.000-04:002014-05-20T08:30:01.349-04:00[BOOK BLITZ] SEARCHING FOR TOMORROW by Kathryn McNeill Crane<a href="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Searching-for-Tomorrow-Facebook-Image-copy.jpg"><img alt="Searching for Tomorrow Facebook Image copy" class="aligncenter wp-image-11174" src="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Searching-for-Tomorrow-Facebook-Image-copy-1024x406.jpg" height="338" width="851" /></a>
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<span style="color: black;">Title: <em>Searching for Tomorrow</em> (Tomorrows #1)</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Some people are blessed to find that one certain person who completes them.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Wrynn’s yesterdays were what others only dream of having. She and Tripp were the best of friends before they even thought about love. They had the fairy tale life where ‘like’ turns into ‘love’, and ‘love’ becomes ‘happily ever after’.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">What happens when life conspires against you, and snatches your soul mate from your arms?</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">…only her forever love ended much too soon.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Broken beyond her own ability to repair, Wrynn boxes up her grief and attempts to raise her three girls the best she can on her own. As time slowly passes, Wrynn relives her life with Tripp while struggling most days to get out of bed. She is reminded of him at every turn.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">How do you set your grief and anguish aside? How do you pick up the shattered pieces, put those pieces back together again, and try to move on?</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Wrynn tries to find the joy in life every single day through her daughters, family, and friends. Her twin brother Liam has dedicated himself to helping Wrynn put her life back together after losing his own love. On the other hand, her mother-in-law lives to torment her at every turn. Wrynn can't even find a chance to breathe, much less a desire to somehow search for her tomorrow.</span>
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<em><span style="color: black;">Finding Hope for Tomorrow (Tomorrow #2)</span></em></div>
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<span style="color: #181818;">One fateful night. Convictions forgotten. Foundations crumbled.</span><br />
<span style="color: #181818;">For the past ten years, Liam lived his life with one foot in the present. He spent time with his parents, his sister Wrynn and her three daughters, and worked to build his business. His other foot was firmly planted in yesterday where his memories tortured him. Despite encouragement from friends and family, Liam rarely considered dating for fear of ruining another person’s life. After all, he obviously hurt Lara to the point that she ran with no further contact. Just when he met someone and felt ready to move on, that voice from his past once again exploded into his life.</span><br />
<span style="color: #181818;">Unexplained absence. Lives forever changed. Secrets revealed.</span><br />
<span style="color: #181818;">Fleeing was a way of life for Lara. When a call came ten years ago, Lara may have left Highlands, but her heart stayed behind with Liam. Now, another call gave Lara the words she needed so that she could safely return to the only place that soothed her soul. While anxious about seeing Liam after so many years, Lara knew that her reappearance would be the easy part for Liam and his family to deal with. What she worried about was the other information that she’d held close to her heart.</span><br />
<span style="color: #181818;">When past collides with present, one soul finds hope for tomorrow, and the other mourns for things that can never be.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: black;">If you are reading this, I think you should know that "About me" sounds so very pretentious to me. I guess that is what I am supposed to write about, so here it goes!</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Kathryn is a simple country girl who likes to spend time with her hubba, hunka hubby, her three kids and her friends. She loves to cook and really loves to eat! During the spring and summer, you will more than likely find her outside puttering around in her garden. When the veggies start coming in, she will probably be sweating over a hot canner in the kitchen, canning all the goodies she is blessed with. Kathryn likes to hike and go camping, and gets to do this pretty often! On cold winter nights, you will probably find her wrapped in a warm blanket, lost in a good book, while sitting in her rocking chair on the front porch!</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Kathryn was born and raised in North Carolina, and while she loves to travel, she can't imagine ever leaving the mountains that she has come to call home. Not a day goes by that Kathryn doesn't thank God for abundantly blessing her. He has been so good to her, and she is very grateful. She holds Jeremiah 29:11 very close to her heart and believes it with every fiber of her being. "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Kathryn loves flip flops, chocolate, sweet tea and dirt between her toes. As far back as she can remember, she's had a book in her hand. Reading has carried her to places she will never go. It has introduced her to people that she will never meet. When life is great and when it is rough, she's always been able to find a book to carry her through. She finally decided to write down some of the stories in her head and heart after dawdling around and wasting years dreaming. She hopes you enjoy reading those stories as much as she loves writing them!</span></blockquote>
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There is something to be said for letting go. Ryland Roberts knows that better than anyone. He'd let go of his ambitions, of his family and—most of all—of her. He'd perfected the art of putting his past behind him and accepted the fact that the town he wanted to leave in his rearview was the place where he was going to live out his days. But sometimes the past doesn't just go away. Sometimes it comes back to haunt you.
Piper Jameson convinced herself that she left for all the right reasons. She'd saved people by leaving—made sure that they weren't tainted by her rebellious ways. When her little sister asks her to come home and say goodbye to their ailing mother, she's forced to see that things aren't always as they seem. The people who she'd left behind might not have been saved at all.
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal; text-align: center;"> I stretched my arm out and placed a hand on the cool concrete, the grit and dirt sticking to my palm. Such a contrast to the warmth I felt with Ryland firmly pressed up against me. The curves of my backside fit perfectly against his long, lean frame, our skin heating up the chill around us. The fall weather had descended upon our small Midwestern town almost overnight. It seemed like only a week or two ago we had been wearing shorts and flip-flops. Now it was jeans and jackets. Well, actually, now it was nothing. I felt my cheeks heat as I thought about what we had just done. I wasn't embarrassed. Far from it. In fact, I'd never felt more sure about anything in my entire life as I was about what had just happened with Ry. “That was incredible,” he whispered against my neck as he traced lazy circles on my shoulder with his fingertips. “Yeah,” I breathed, rolling onto my back to look up at him. The soft glow of an outdoor utility light crept through the open side of the airplane hangar, barely lighting up the space. “Never imagined our first time being on a blanket spread out on a cold, hard floor, but I would do it again in a heartbeat.” “Me too. Let’s get on that then,” he said with a wicked grin before he pressed his lips to mine. Propping himself on one arm—his hand resting against the side of his head—he snaked his free hand under one of the flannel blankets he'd commandeered from an airplane parked beside us. I liked this side of him. The side that wasn't perfect and calculated. The side that just did, said, and felt what he wanted. He was literally feeling his way up my body—his hands smooth and rough all at the same time—sending all of my teenage hormones spiraling out of control. We were living in the moment, which was exactly where I preferred to be. “You know how much I love you, right?” His face became very serious, almost concerned. “I wanted tonight to be special. I thought we'd go back to my house after we looked at the planes. My parents are gone and...” He was back in his head, thinking about his meticulously thought-out evening. Doubting his ability to be perfect. He did this sometimes—overanalyzed things. “It didn't go exactly as I planned, but—” “It was perfect,” I assured him. “Plans, schmans.” I pulled his face to mine, giggling, my lips barely grazing his. “And I love you, too.” That was the thing about Ryland—I saw a side of him that no one else saw. I could probably say the same for him about me. Until him, I’d never felt like I was going to amount to much, but he believed in me, even when I didn't—which was most of the time. When I was with him, I didn't feel like I needed to do everything in my power to piss people off. He made me want to stay in this Godforsaken town with a family that ignored my existence. They ignored it until I did something wrong—which was about ninety percent of the time. Then my stepfather made sure to let me just how worthless I was. “So do you feel like a rebel?” I asked. “This being your first breaking and entering and all.” It had been his idea to sneak on to the airfield—something that was much more in my wheelhouse than his. I was the one who usually threw caution to the wind. He was the good boy. The straight-A student. The doting son. “Oh yeah.” He laughed. “I'm a regular badass. Nothing like walking through an open gate to an abandoned shed.” He cast his arm out sarcastically in the vacant space above our heads. Nothing but sheet metal and wooden beams. A handful of airplanes were parked around us with a smattering of fuel cans, tools, and parachutes hanging from the walls. “I'm not sure we actually broke into anything. More like casually strolled in.” We lived in a town where people left their front doors unlocked. The kind of town where everyone knew everyone and all of their business. Truitville. It was a place with a minimal crime rate. I think that night, that's what we’d both thought: </span><i style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal; text-align: center;">What's the worst that could happen</i><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal; text-align: center;">? “So what's next then, </span><i style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal; text-align: center;">Clyde</i><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal; text-align: center;">? Wanna rob a bank?” </span></span></blockquote>
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When I'm not writing or playing the part of wife and mother, you can find me dancing back-up for Beyonce, singing back-up for Miranda, or sunning myself on the beach with a drink in hand. Here's the thing about being born and raised in a small town—you have a very vivid imagination! Now, I channel it all to create stories where the girl always ends up with the right guy, first kisses are magical, and a happy ending is just that!
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</span></a><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Certainty-Violet-Luke-Jessica-Sorensen-ebook/dp/B00KANT96I/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1400135316&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Certainty+of+Violet+%26+Luke"><span style="color: #215968; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #215968; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=50000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent5; mso-themecolor: accent5; mso-themeshade: 128;">The Certainty of Violet &Luke</span></a><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/series/93159-the-coincidence"><span style="color: #215968; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #215968; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=50000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent5; mso-themecolor: accent5; mso-themeshade: 128;">(The Coincidence #6)<br />
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After nineteen years of suffering with a psychological condition, ethereal Chloe had finally come close to finding her ultimate escape—or, so she thinks on the vibrant streets of Paris.<br />
Finally in a relationship with Alex, a man she fell in love with in Schasm, Chloe thinks life is finally coming together. As she battles her own demons, she attempts to repair the damaged man she’s grown to love. But as his clouded past abruptly crashes into their lives and falls heavily upon their budding romance, Chloe must fight to maintain her relationship.<br />
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Although even when the problems begin to subside, she comes to realize certain things cannot be escaped. Franco, her disillusioned, serial-killing uncle has taken up residency in Chloe and Alex’s life. In search for an item that belongs to Chloe, Franco will deceive, connive and conquer until he finds what he is after—that is, unless, Chloe finds a way to beat him at his own game.<br />
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Just as Chloe believes she might have sealed the doors of darkness once and for all, new questions, new findings and new inceptions arise. Whether or not Chloe wants to continue forward with the path her life seems to be leading, she quickly learns that any choice she makes will ultimately land her in a place she never knew she was destined to be.<br />
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Shari J. Ryan hails from Central Massachusetts where she lives with her hubby and two lively little boys. Writing has become Shari’s great escape from the real world over the past few years. After a bout of postpartum depression with her first child, Shari was determined to occupy her brain enough to eliminate some of the blue moments in life. When she found writing to help as a newfound therapy, she started her first book. Her books brought her out of postpartum depression and helped her overcome it when her second son was born. Shari likes to think writing saves her mind. She even used one of the characters in the book (the main character’s protagonist mother), to veer away from the type of person she refuses to become. Shari has two happy little boys and the Schasm series to show for her unorthodox therapeutic method.<br />
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I wake up to a life and a man that I can’t remember. He says his name is Connor Brady—the tall, sexy CEO of Brady Global, Inc. He says my name is Olivia Stuart, and that I was recently in an accident and lost my memory. Also, he says I’m his fiancé. Although I don’t remember Connor, or anything about my past, something about him seems familiar. He is kind, protective, and breathtakingly-gorgeous. But there is just one problem—he seems too perfect. As I begin to rebuild my relationship with Connor and accept the idea that I may never remember my past, I unexpectedly meet Ethan James. Ethan is the mysterious, rebellious stranger who pushes my boundaries to their limits and makes me feel alive. As our lives collide time and time again, the bits and pieces of my past start to unravel, unearthing the secrets that have been buried deep inside my subconscious. With every new memory I gain about my past, I become more torn between the man who is my fiancé and the stranger who is the key to my past. Is my life with Connor really as perfect as he leads me to believe? </blockquote>
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<span style="color: black;">She loves to travel internationally, and tries to plan a yearly trip abroad. She also loves to cook and bake, and—to the benefit of her friends—she loves to share. She also enjoys ceramics and being creative with her hands. She has a weakness for good (maybe bad) TV shows; she’s up-to-date on over 25 current shows, and no, that wasn’t a joke.</span></div>
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Get ready because Brand is getting his book! That's right! Courtney Cole is writing a fourth novel in her Beautifully Broken Series, and it's coming out July 7th. Today, we have the amazing and beautiful cover to share with you. So, without further ado... we introduce you to...
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Ex-Army Ranger, Brand Killien, has always been good. A good friend, a good soldier, a good everything. . The problem is, good hasn’t gotten him anything but a crushed heart. So after licking his wounds, he decides to move on. And moving on doesn’t include being good anymore. Bad sounds so much better. Jaded and detached, Brand is determined to never open himself up to anyone again. It’s not worth the pain. Instead, he becomes closed, hardened, aloof. But then he’s called back home for a family emergency… a family that he is estranged from. A family that he put out of his mind a long time ago for very good reasons…reasons that involve secrets and pain. Reasons he tried hard to forget. But home is where the heart is, and it just might be where Brand finds his again. Why? Because home is where Nora Greene is. A fiery, red-headed spitfire, Nora is a thing from his past. A beautiful, feisty thing. When Brand left, she was away at boarding school. But she’s back now. And she wants Brand, scars and all.</blockquote>
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<b>Praise for the Beautifully Broken Series:</b>
"I loved If You Stay. Like, really really loved it. The kind of love that kept me reading until 2:40 am and left me crying, smiling, devastated, and elated. The best kind of book love." - <b>Andrea, The Bookish Babe</b>
"Beautiful, raw, gritty, emotional and breath-taking are just a few of the words I can find to describe this book...reading this book was one of the best experiences I have had." -<b>Amanda, Globug and Hootie Need a Book</b>
"In <i>If You Leave</i>, we continue the wild ride Courtney Cole started us on in <i>If You Stay. </i>This raw story of heartbreak and hope solidifies Cole's standing as a rising star in hot contemporary romance."<b> --- <i>New York Times</i> Bestselling author of Down to You, M. Leighton</b>
"Another raw, gritty masterpiece with a sexy-as-hell Army Ranger to swoon over."<b> --- K.A. Tucker, author of Ten Tiny Breaths</b><br />
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Courtney Cole is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller coasters and hates waiting and rude people.
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I had it all.<br />
I was captain of the cheerleading squad and star of the debate team.<br />
I was smart and popular and living the dream.<br />
Until that night.<br />
That one fateful night changed everything.<br />
Now everyone hates me—everyone.<br />
They stay far away.<br />
It’s safer.<br />
Drugs numb the pain, and sex pays for the drugs.<br />
Being alive is my punishment.<br />
Then I meet him.<br />
Ryker Rosse.<br />
Tattoos, sinful body…and his eyes. His eyes are irresistible.<br />
He is captivating. He treats me with respect.<br />
He sees me.<br />
Ryker brings happiness into my life of regret, but I don’t know if I deserve happiness.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“So…you don’t want a drink then?”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I didn’t bother looking up at him. “I’m not in the mood to deal with your shit, so hurry up and pull your prank, then you can run along.” I tried to make my voice sound bored though I felt nauseous with nerves. I hated confrontation, but if I didn't at least pretend that I was tough, I wouldn’t survive. My happy and carefree days had disappeared five years ago. My biggest problems were no longer perfecting my cheerleading routines and winning debate tournaments. Now I worried about being raped or brutally beaten again.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Okaaay…” That smooth voice drew out the word, breaking into my thoughts. “Is that how you talk to every bartender who asks what you want, or am I special?”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I put my phone away since I couldn’t concentrate on the game anymore, and looked at him. I didn’t miss the unmistakable flash of confusion that danced across his face before he quickly schooled his features and winked at me.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I had no idea who this guy was or where he had come from. I certainly never saw him working in Max’s. I knew almost everyone in Breckston one way or another, and I would surely remember this tall, tattooed, and lean-muscled man.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">We stared at each other in silence, and I took the time to really observe him. He wore a dark-blue Boston Red Sox hat, and the brown hair that was visible beneath was cut close to his scalp in a fade. Sexy stubble covered his cheeks and strong jawline, and the urge to reach out and touch it wasn’t lost on me. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">His hypnotic stare that had stolen my breath when we’d first locked eyes was framed within enviously long lashes, their natural beauty balanced by his thick eyebrows. There was a vertical scar slicing down the middle of the left one, and a slight bend on the bridge of his nose that hinted at a past injury. Finding those subtle flaws on this beautiful man made him even more gorgeous. My eyes traveled to his full and firm lips…his mouth begged to be kissed.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">His plain white t-shirt left his muscled arms exposed, showing sleeves of artfully designed black ink that covered his skin. It was too dim in the bar for me to really examine his tattoos, but I noticed a random splash of color on the swell of his bicep. I was sure he had more tattoos that I couldn’t see, and I found myself desperate to know what and where they were. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">A quick look in the mirror lining the wall in front of me reflected back the greatest ass I had ever seen. A naturally faded pair of jeans hung low on his narrow hips. He must look hot as hell naked. If he took his shirt off right then, I bet I’d see a perfect set of abs and the sexiest V disappearing behind the fabric.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I let myself look back into his eyes, his gaze intent on me. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Like what you see?” A cocky smirk touched his lips.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Behind his teasing, there was a softness in his eyes that whispered of understanding and patience. The deepness in his stare made me feel as if he were looking into me, not through me. It was different. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">And I liked it.</span></span></blockquote>
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From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes the third book in the bestselling Eagle Elite Series...<br />
“As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead.”<br />
Chase Winter let the love of his life slip through his fingers and into the hands of his best friend and mafia boss of the Abandanato family. Now that he's been given a second chance to right a wrong--he refuses to let his own selfishness stand in the way. The only problem? He's not fully in possession of his heart, so when Mil De Lange, the girl who's innocence he stole, and heir to the worst of the worst mafia families in the US, asks him for a favor. He actually says yes, not realizing that that one yes has the power to destroy them all.<br />
Mil's been in love with Chase as long as she can remember, but as the years went by, the love turned to hate, and now that he's agreed to help her, she's wondering if she made a fatal error. Because Chase isn't a teenager anymore. He's a hot blooded male, bent on owning every part of her body and soul, and willing to kill anyone in his path who dares stand in the way.<br />
It's time for secrets to finally be revealed...but make no mistake, it's going to take a lot of bloodshed for those truths to be discovered.<br />
You've never read a New Adult Mafia story like this before...loyalties will be tested, lovers reunited, and friendships obliterated. Welcome to the Family. Blood in--No out.</blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Ten bucks says the only person not packing is Mils grandma by marriage.” Mo said once we’d all finished eating our dinner, which has basically been a painful process of chewing, swallowing,drinking unhealthy amounts of wine and trying to stare at my plate to keep from looking at Trace, while my wife sat next to me. Hell had officially risen to earth and I was smack dab in the middle of it trying my damndest to remember how to swallow without choking — without dying a little bit inside each time I saw him touch her face. And trying not to feel like an ass when Mil caught me staring — again. I’d resolved about an hour ago to actually be the man she needed me to be and I was already failing. Horribly. The second time I looked,Mo kicked me under the table but accidentally hit Tex instead causing everyone to look up, which was probably why Mo said what she did.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">We all turned heads to look at the hundred year old woman. She was currently on her fourth glass of wine and looked to be about two seconds away from falling into her chicken cacciatore.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Nope.” Nixon shook his head. “It’s always the ones you don’t expect. My money’s on Grandma.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“I’ll take that bet.” Tex rose. “Seems like someone needs to fall on their own knife and all that. This has to be the most depressing wedding I’ve ever gone to and that includes the fake one Mo made for her kittens when she was four.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“They lived happily ever after.” Mo tilted her head into the air and narrowed her eyes.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Tex leaned down and tapped Mo on the nose. “Yes if happily means they lived for five damn minutes before marching directly into oncoming traffic.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“I think the wedding just hit its low point.” Mil muttered. “Save us, Tex. I beg you. Find the gun and I’ll give you a prize.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Prize?” Tex’s eyes lit up. “As in—”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“As in her new husband won’t punch you in the face. You’re welcome. Yay, prizes.” I did a fake punch into the air. “Now go create some excitement before Nixon starts picking people off with his semi-automatic.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Nixon rolled his eyes. “Right, like I’d even bring—”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“It’s in the SUV.” Trace answered sounding bored. “Saw it when I took out my dress.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Damn.” He looked away.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Just then a very drunk looking cousin Vinnie got up and took the microphone from the band. “Look here! I have a toast to the bride and groom!” The feedback from the microphone mixed with his inability to stand up straight caused him to drop the stand and then fall flat on his ass.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“For the love of God save us all.” I pushed Tex towards Grandma.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">We all sat at the table, the very depressing bridal party table, and watched as Tex slowly made his way towards the elderly woman.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“This won’t end well.” Trace said under her breath. “The man has the subtleness of a bomb.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Exactly.” Mo grinned from ear to ear.“I did say we needed entertainment, didn’t I?”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Mo… ” Nixon warned.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“He cheated on me Nixon. Let me have my fun.” She said smoothly.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“He what?” Nixon roared jumping to his feet, curious stares pinned in our direction as Mo grabbed his hand and pulled him back to his seat.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“I’ve got this. You aren’t the only one who knows how to use their powers for evil, brother. Revenge is a bitch, isn’t that what they say, Trace?”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">She looked guiltily down at her hands.Yeah, double meanings I could really get without. Hopefully Mo wasn’t going to get Tex shot at our wedding, not that I’d be against it. This was the first I heard of him cheating, granted, Mo hadn’t really been all that for sharing recently. She was as secretive as ever. Something told me it was for a reason,but I’d been too wrapped up in my own drama to even ask. How bad did I suck as a half brother? Bad, real bad. On a scale of one to ten in the suckiness department I’d be around an eleven.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Tex finally reached her chair and sat down next to her, his smile was wide, I couldn’t tell what he was saying but his hands were all over the place, and then he set one hand on Grandma.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Oh this isn’t going to end well.” Mo chuckled. “She hates being touched.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“It is Tex.” I pointed out. “She could do a lot worse.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Doubtful.” Mo snorted crossing her arms.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Holy shit what the hell? Had I been living under a rock for the past few months? What went down? And how didn’t I know about it.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I winced when Tex moved his other hand next to Grandma’s leg. Probably wouldn’t be a good time to tell him that she’d seen her fair share of murder. I almost closed my eyes when she looked down at his hand.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Aw shit.” Nixon shook his head. “You had to challenge him, Mo.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Mo’s face twisted into a murderous smile as she pointed and exclaimed. “Game. Set. Match.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Grandma had Tex by the balls.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Ouch!” This from Mil.</span></span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">By the time I got back to the room, Chase was in the bathroom. The shower was running, and I could have sworn I heard him singing some sort of Frank Sinatra song, but it’s entirely possible I made it up. Trace hadn’t been the only one drinking wine.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">With a flourish I fell across the bed and let out a huge sigh — the type of sigh a girl lets out when she’s trying to let the person next to her know that something’s not right.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Lucky me. All I had was a wall.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Right, so I was sighing at a damn wall.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I sighed again.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Well, no time like the present. I wasn’t sure which side of Chase I was going to get tonight. The hot-as-hell arrogant asshole, who made me want to slap him almost as much as I wanted to kiss him? Or the funny, easy-going, hormonal teenager, who had left earlier this evening after staring at my boobs like he was twelve?</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">I smirked at the thought. Me and my sigh would take either one. The water turned off in the bathroom. The door swung open. I glanced and almost fell off the bed.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Chase naked.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Chase. Was. Naked.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Clearly he wasn’t aware that I was in the room. He didn’t turn, just ran the fluffy white towel around his dripping body. Licking my lips, I felt my pulse jump as he wiped a few droplets that streamed down his face. Damn, I wanted to run my tongue along the trails the water created. My breathing picked up — and I swore under my breath as that same towel ran down his ridiculously tight abs. I was completely wrecked, my body strung so tight I was afraid to keep breathing — afraid that it was too loud — and I didn’t want the show to end.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“How were the girls?” Chase asked without turning around.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">Aw, crap. Embarrassed, I cleared my throat and scolded my eyes for continuing to remain on his muscled body. Just one more look, I promised myself, and then I’d be fine.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Good.” I continued my bold stare. His ass was fine. Seriously. Fine.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“You get some wine and food?” he asked, wrapping the towel around his waist. Bummer.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Yup,” I squeaked, my voice sounding all kinds of immature.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“So,” he padded over to the bed and sat, “dinner and a show, huh?”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“I, uh—” Laughing, I scooted away from him toward the pillows. “I was going to say something, but—”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Cut the shit, Mil.” Chase smirked. “You were ogling.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Girls don’t ogle.”</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“Oh?” That gorgeously perfect idiotic face mocked me with every ounce of hotness. Damn Chase Winter. Damn beautiful man. God should have at least taken pity on the female race and made him short or fat or anything but what I was staring at. A muscled god with dark skin, bright green eyes, and a smile that made a girl immediately want to do anything she could to trap him into marriage.</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Garamond, serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;">“What’cha thinking about?” He smirked again.</span></span></blockquote>
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“As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead.”<br />
Chase Winter let the love of his life slip through his fingers and into the hands of his best friend and mafia boss of the Abandanato family. Now that he's been given a second chance to right a wrong--he refuses to let his own selfishness stand in the way. The only problem? He's not fully in possession of his heart, so when Mil De Lange, the girl who's innocence he stole, and heir to the worst of the worst mafia families in the US, asks him for a favor. He actually says yes, not realizing that that one yes has the power to destroy them all.<br />
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Mil's been in love with Chase as long as she can remember, but as the years went by, the love turned to hate, and now that he's agreed to help her, she's wondering if she made a fatal error. Because Chase isn't a teenager anymore. He's a hot blooded male, bent on owning every part of her body and soul, and willing to kill anyone in his path who dares stand in the way.<br />
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It's time for secrets to finally be revealed...but make no mistake, it's going to take a lot of bloodshed for those truths to be discovered.<br />
You've never read a New Adult Mafia story like this before...loyalties will be tested, lovers reunited, and friendships obliterated. Welcome to the Family. Blood in--No out.</blockquote>
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<span id="freeTextContainerauthor4882127">Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.</span><span id="freeTextContainerauthor4882127">She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at <a href="http://www.rachelvandykenauthor.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">www.rachelvandykenauthor.com</a>.</span><br />
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Brandt was the self-centered and philandering lead singer for Generation
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Vivian Baily was a flaky, attention seeking drama queen.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
Apart they were challenging…together they were complete and total chaos.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
Cole and Vivian were two people who should never have been together.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
Yet they crashed into each other at every turn.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
Their relationship was anything but stable. But it was passionate. It was
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They fought. They made up. They screamed. They made love.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
They hated and they loved in equal measure.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
And now that Generation Rejects are starting to hit it big and the band is on
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If only they could stay away from each other.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“I am sick of your bullshit,
Cole. You better walk the line tonight or you’ll be sorry. Do I
make myself clear? I didn’t come all this way to be humiliated by
you. If you want me here, then fucking act like it,” I hissed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Cole’s eyes snapped and sizzled, his
chest heaving up and down. He was flushed and just as furious as I was.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Then he grabbed the back of my head,
his fingers curling into my hair and smashed his mouth down on mine.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The kiss was bruising and
forceful. This wasn’t about romance. This was about
domination. I bit down on his bottom lip and could taste his blood.
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He pulled away, his lips swollen and
bleeding. “I’m happy you’re here. Is that what you want me to
say? Is that what you want to hear?” He grabbed my upper arms and
pushed me back against the wall, his pelvis thrusting against mine.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Does that make you happy?” he
demanded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I couldn’t take my eyes away from
him. He was gorgeous. And he made me feel completely and totally
alive. I craved this manic insanity that I only seemed to experience when
I was with him. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Why couldn’t I be content with nice
and normal? Why did I crawl over broken glass for this madness?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Why did I allow Cole to degrade me
and humiliate me over and over again? Why did I scream at him and make a
scene just so I could get this reaction from him?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">What the hell was wrong with me?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">What the hell was wrong with <i>us?</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I was so turned on I could barely
stand. I wanted him to take me then and there. I didn’t give a crap
about the people openly gawking at us. I thrived on it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I wanted the hard press of his body
against mine. I wanted the chaos. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Yes! It makes me happy,” I bit out,
giving him that tiny victory.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Good,” he said, leaning in and
kissing me tenderly on the nose. His thumbs caressed the side of my
face. A remarkably gentle act from such a volatile man.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Stand in front. I want to see
you when I sing,” Cole murmured, leaning in to kiss me on the mouth. And
this one wasn’t hateful or angry. It was soft and almost loving.
And it shook me to my core.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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counselor for at risk teens and children. First working at a Domestic
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severe emotional and mental health issues. Her former clients and their stories
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all manner of beauty products at the hand of her very imaginative and extremely
girly daughter), she is eating chocolate, watching reality television that
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Series</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">: Surrender #1<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Author</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">: Melody Anne<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLRioR1p7Y4/U2NJ-jjK9tI/AAAAAAAABCg/SY28g057R0M/s1600/18232034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLRioR1p7Y4/U2NJ-jjK9tI/AAAAAAAABCg/SY28g057R0M/s1600/18232034.jpg" height="320" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif;">Summary</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif;">: </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Raffaello (Rafe) Palazzo takes what he
wants with no regrets. Arianna (Ari) Lynn Harlow has led a charmed life until
tragedy strikes her family. He’s looking for a no-emotions attached mistress,
she’s looking for redemption.<br />
<br />
They are not a pair that should ever work, but undeniable attraction and
devastating tragedies bring them together in the city by the bay where he
fights to keep their relationship nothing more than an enjoyable way to meet his
needs, and she battles to not lose herself in him. Spending time with Ari
starts cracking the hard shell that Rafe has built around his heart, but he
denies the affect she has on him until it’s too late to stop the inevitable
conclusion that their relationship is headed for.<br />
<br />
Rafe once believed in happily ever after, coming from a large Italian family.
He’s got the Midas touch, since every endeavor he tries turns to gold. That all
ends when his wife walks out the door and leaves him blindsided. His devastation
quickly turns to steel when he decides no woman will fool him again. From that
point on he treats relationships as nothing more than business transactions
where both party’s come out mutually benefited.<br />
<br />
Just when Ari has sunk to the lowest she’s ever been she finds an ad in the
paper announcing a job that’s too good to be true. It turns out she’s right.
She makes it through the intense rounds of interviews only to find out the job
is for a mistress to the powerful Rafe Palazzo, owner of Palazzo Enterprises.
Rafe gives her a day to think about whether she wants the position or not, and
she’s sent on her way, only to find out her mother’s near-terminal position has
taken a turn for the worse. Her mom’s only in the hospital because Ari messed
up, and her mother’s the one who paid the price. Is Rafe her savior, or will he
take her with him straight to the depths of hell?<o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">
They are not a pair that should ever work, but undeniable attraction and
devastating tragedies bring them together in the city by the bay where he
fights to keep their relationship nothing more than an enjoyable way to meet his
needs, and she battles to not lose herself in him. Spending time with Ari
starts cracking the hard shell that Rafe has built around his heart, but he
denies the affect she has on him until it’s too late to stop the inevitable
conclusion that their relationship is headed for.</span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">
Rafe once believed in happily ever after, coming from a large Italian family.
He’s got the Midas touch, since every endeavor he tries turns to gold. That all
ends when his wife walks out the door and leaves him blindsided. His devastation
quickly turns to steel when he decides no woman will fool him again. From that
point on he treats relationships as nothing more than business transactions
where both party’s come out mutually benefited.</span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">
Just when Ari has sunk to the lowest she’s ever been she finds an ad in the
paper announcing a job that’s too good to be true. It turns out she’s right.
She makes it through the intense rounds of interviews only to find out the job
is for a mistress to the powerful Rafe Palazzo, owner of Palazzo Enterprises.
Rafe gives her a day to think about whether she wants the position or not, and
she’s sent on her way, only to find out her mother’s near-terminal position has
taken a turn for the worse. Her mom’s only in the hospital because Ari messed
up, and her mother’s the one who paid the price. Is Rafe her savior, or will he
take her with him straight to the depths of hell?</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">About </span></b><b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif;">Melody Anne</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif;">:</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> Melody Anne</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> is
the author of the popular series, Billionaire Bachelors, and Baby for the
Billionaire. She also has a Young Adult Series out; Midnight Fire and Midnight
Moon - Rise of the Dark Angel. She's been writing for years and published in
2011. She hold a bachelors degree in business, so she loves to write about
strong, powerful, businessmen.<br />
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When </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">
When </span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Melody</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> isn't writing, she enjoys spending time
with her family, friends, and pets. She lives in a small town that she loves,
and is involved in many community projects.<br />
<br />
See </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">
See </span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Melody</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">'s Website at: </span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><a href="http://www.melodyanne.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #196ad4; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">www.melodyanne.com</span></a></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">. She makes it a point to respond to all her
fans. You can also join her on facebook at: </span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/authormelodyanne" target="_blank"><span style="color: #196ad4; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">www.facebook.com/authormelodyanne</span></a></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">, or at twitter: @authmelodyanne.</span></blockquote>
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Gilded Destiny (Vesper #1)</div>
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The new release edition features a brand new cover, additional chapters and a never-before-seen preview of Jaded Touch.
A woman's memory returns when she falls in love with the monster who took it from her.
Calli tattoos her skin to fill the holes in her memory, thanks to an accident that left her mind damaged and empty. But a nasty encounter with a fired employee leaves her in the arms of her unlikely savior: Nycholas, a predatory, serpentine Vesper on the run from his brutal master.
Nycholas’ clandestine world holds the secrets to mankind’s origin and survival… but he only wants one thing before his time is up: a few colorful nights with Calli, the fragile, tattooed, human woman he pursued and saved.
The more Calli learns about Nycholas, the more her own darkened memories return to her. Despite her haunted past, she loses herself to passion and desire with her immortal captor.
Now, Calli must overcome the demons of her past, or allow Nycholas to kiss her memories away and spare her the trauma of loving a doomed immortal. But each choice comes with dire consequences – some that endanger not only herself, but her family as well. </blockquote>
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<span itemprop="author" itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Person" style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwP7UYJJeUs/U2EH-hyqWTI/AAAAAAAABB4/cuJeS40adCY/s1600/6981919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwP7UYJJeUs/U2EH-hyqWTI/AAAAAAAABB4/cuJeS40adCY/s1600/6981919.jpg" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Nola Sarina is a paranormal romance, dark fantasy, and erotica author from Alberta, Canada. She loves weaving romances that leave you breathless and challenge typical relationships with the most mind-blowing twists. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Represented by Michelle Johnson of Inklings Literary Agency, Nola is the author of the spicy hot dark fantasy Vesper series. Taking vampires to a whole new level, the Vespers in Gilded Destiny & Jaded Touch live dangerously sexy lives in a harsh world of the balance between mortals and immortals.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Nola is also the co-author of Wild Hyacinthe and THE CORE with friend Emily Faith. Wild Hyacinthe portrays sexy, alpha hero from a unique perspective: an incubus who can't help but kill, while THE CORE invites every reader to throw stereotypes out the window, strip down, and get dirty.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">SNEAK PEEK free chapters of all Nola's works are available on her website!</span><a href="http://www.nolasarina.com/sneak-a-peek-free-excerpts/" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://www.nolasarina.com/sneak-a-pee...</a><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Be sure to join her email contact list for newsletters, exclusive content and to get the latest on all Nola Sarina titles before anyone else: </span><a href="http://www.nolasarina.com/contact/" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12.222222328186035px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://www.nolasarina.com/contact/</a><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></blockquote>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06664612627104953445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419553822801994054.post-29802947306088289512014-05-01T00:01:00.000-04:002014-05-01T00:01:00.265-04:00[Cover Reveal + Giveaway!] Holding Aces (The Kingdom #1) by Nikki Groom<a href="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/holding-aces-FB.png"><img alt="holding-aces-FB" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10404" src="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/holding-aces-FB.png" height="315" width="851" /></a>
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<span style="color: black;">Title: <em><b><span style="font-size: large;">Holding Aces (The Kingdom #1)</span></b></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Author: Nikki Groom</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Release Date: <span data-term="goog_103045508">May 29th 2014</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">They say that time heals all wounds.</span>
<span style="color: black;">But mine are set in so deeply, they’ve taken on a life of their own, lurking in the shadows at every turn and haunting my thoughts.</span>
<span style="color: black;">The girl I once was has been replaced by a stranger.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I don’t even know who I am anymore.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I run.</span>
<span style="color: black;">And I hide.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Pretending to be someone I’m not…</span>
<span style="color: black;">Until I meet Denham King.</span>
<span style="color: black;">My burst of color in an otherwise grey world.</span>
<span style="color: black;">And for the first time in my life, I find myself running towards someone instead of running away.</span>
<span style="color: black;">But fate can be cruel,</span>
<span style="color: black;">and I can’t escape my past.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Can I?</span>
<span style="color: black;"><em><strong>**Holding Aces is part one of a two part Adult Contemporary Romance series that contains mature sexual content and language and is not intended for readers under the age of 18.**</strong></em></span>
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<span style="color: black;">Nikki Groom is a hopeless romantic, lover of all things happily ever after and firm believer that love makes the world go around. </span>
<span style="color: black;">In her spare time, you will find Nikki laughing with her very treasured family, walking with her beloved dog in the hundred acre wood or curled up in a cosy corner with words and wine. </span>
<span style="color: black;">She lives in East Sussex with her husband and two children. Having turned her hand to many things over the years, Nikki is now proud to add ‘author’ to that list. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Having always been a dreamer, Nikki’s imagination stretches far and wide, which enables her to get lost in faraway places and imaginary people. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Her debut novel is ‘Holding Aces’ which will be released on <span data-term="goog_103045509">May 29th</span>.</span><span style="color: black;">Nikki loves to chat, especially about books! You can find her here…</span><strong><a href="https://www.blogger.com/www.facebook.com/authornikkigroom">Facebook</a> | <a href="https://twitter.com/NikkiGroom4">Twitter</a> | <a href="https://www.blogger.com/nikkigroom.author@gmail.com">Email</a> | <a href="http://booktropoloussocial.com/index.php?do=/pages/4/">Booktropolous Social</a></strong></blockquote>
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One broken heart, one drink too many, one steamy night in the sand...
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Love is best served on the rocks.
My roommates look really good naked. At least one of them does. I’m sure the other one does too, but I haven’t seen him without his pants on. Living with two guys wasn't something I’d ever considered, but the opportunity fell in my lap, and I’d have been crazy to turn it down.
College went by in a great big blur leaving me with less of a direction than I had going in. Add in a family that wanted nothing to do with me, and my post-college plans were less than clear. What’s a girl to do when she has nowhere else to turn? She moves to the Outer Banks and learns to bartend. After all, it was my horrible bartending skills that led me to my roommate’s bed and into his heart. </blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>MEET VAN</b></span><b><span style="color: #660000;">BIO</span></b>Twenty-six year old lead singer and guitar player for <i>Hostage for Ransom</i><b style="color: #660000; font-style: italic;">. </b>Currently residing at The Second Chance Ranch rehabilitation facility in Dallas, TX. He is originally from New York but lives in LA when he's not on the road with his band.<br />
<b><span style="color: #660000;">LIKES </span></b>Bourbon and brunettes. And blondes. And redheads. <b><span style="color: #660000;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: #660000;">DISLIKES </span></b>Anyone or anything that gets in his way. <b><span style="color: #660000;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: #660000;">VICES </span></b>Whatever drowns out the painful memories of his past.<br />
<b><span style="color: #660000;">INK </span></b>A black-winged angel on his back. A full sleeve on one arm depicting the path that led him to music. A small cross below his left thumb. And some more, um, <i>intimate </i>ink in places you have to discover for yourself. </blockquote>
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pulled back from their kiss, still panting enough to make his entire life.
“About?”</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“Whether
or not you believe the rumors. About me. Be honest.”</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">An
impish grin lifted her lips. “Well, I can say with absolute certainty that you
are, in fact, a madman.”</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“That’s
what they tell me, sweetheart.” He brushed his lips softly against hers to show her that, even
as crazed as he was, madman or not, he could be gentle too—if that’s what she needed.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“Van…I
need you,” she breathed. “Soon.”<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">The plea
soothed every open wound he’d nursed for as long as he could remember. She
needed him. And unlike the last woman who’d needed him, the one he’d failed
miserably, he would be what Stella Jo Chandler needed. He would keep this one
safe.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“You’ll
have me. Soon. We’ll just have to be careful. I don’t want to cost you your
job, cowgirl.”<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">She
nodded. His eyes met hers and he saw it. She trusted him completely.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">He would
be worthy of that trust. Of her.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Or so
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Title: </span></b><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">To Have
and to Harm </span><span style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Series: </span></b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The
Remedy Series<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Author: </span></b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Debra
Doxer<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">To Have and to Harm (Remedy Series, #2) <br /> </span></b><i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She kept everyone from harm, except herself…</span></i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Raielle’s life was shrouded in
secrets. Her power was a secret and so was her past. When she came to Fort
Upton, everything changed. She discovered her family, and she found the boy who
would own her heart forever. But it couldn’t last. Knowing so little about her
power nearly destroyed her. She had to leave and break both their hearts.<br /> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Now she’s back in California, and she
doesn’t have to hide who she is anymore. But there is no relief in that because
she’s drowning in regret. She knew it would take a miracle or a sin to save
her, and there was no miracle. Her survival came at too high a price. She found
her father, but she can’t go back to Lucas until she finds redemption.<br /> </span><i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She saved him. Then she left him…</span></i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She came out of nowhere and changed
him forever, then she disappeared and left him reeling. Her whole life, she
never had anyone who really loved her. <i>Until
him.</i> Did she think he wouldn’t come for her? Did she believe she wasn’t
worth it?<br /> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Lucas leaves everything behind to
follow Raielle. When he finds her, she’s a pale shadow of the girl he
remembers. Her power is betraying her and so are the people around her, but one
thing hasn’t changed. She selflessly wants to save the world, and he just wants
to save her.</span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">With more secrets to uncover and dark
truths to face, Raielle and Lucas must make sacrifices to be together again.
But in the end, will those sacrifices bring them closer together or tear them
apart? When he’s forced to make the ultimate sacrifice, will she turn her back
on everything she believes in to save him again?</span> </blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">~ This book is intended for mature
readers due to sexual situations and strong language. ~</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Secrets…<br /> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">They weigh you down. I’ve kept a
secret all my life. It’s my mother’s secret, too. I inherited it from her along
with a unique ability that only we possess. She’s gone now, another victim of
addiction. If her death isn’t enough to bring me to my knees, her betrayal
flays me to the bone. Because the secret my mother and I have been keeping is
just one of many she’d kept. She never told me I have an older brother. And now
he’s here, eager to be my guardian.</span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">There is no one else. So I move
across the country to live with this stranger, my brother. But experience has
taught me that most situations are temporary and forming attachments only leads
to hurt in the end. That’s why I’m determined to keep to myself in this new
place, struggling to seem aloof while I’m quietly breaking apart.<br /> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Then I meet Lucas…</span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">His magnetism is hard to resist, and
most girls at school aren’t resisting. I don’t fall so easily though,
especially not for guys who use their good looks as a weapon. From the start,
our interactions are tense and volatile. I know it’s because I’m denying the
unwelcome desire that grips me when he’s near. I think he feels it, too. He
looks at me with an intensity that threatens to unhinge my resolve. Soon he’s
trying to break through the walls that past hurts have built.<br /> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">But I’m not what I appear to be, and
it wouldn’t be fair to get involved with him. At least that’s what I tell
myself. Until a terrible act of violence reveals that Lucas has a secret, too.
It’s a secret that links us together and ties us to an evil history I could
never have imagined.</span></blockquote>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06664612627104953445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419553822801994054.post-82016566147280134182014-04-29T07:21:00.002-04:002014-04-29T07:21:50.757-04:00[Cover Reveal] Of Happiness by Olivia Luck<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>Title:</strong> Of Happiness</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>Author: </strong>Olivia Luck</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>Genre: </strong>Contemporary Romance</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>Release Date: </strong>May 20, 2014</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>Synopsis</strong></span><span style="color: black;">"Now that I have you, I'm never letting you go.” Edith Neff relocated to Chicago to capture her own piece of happiness. Now bombarded with more change than she knows how to manage, Eddie struggles to pick of the pieces of her torn heart and decimated friendship. Standing in the middle of a sidewalk while her (ex?) boyfriend Harris Grant pleads for forgiveness, Eddie's at a loss what to do next. So when her estranged father provides a lifeline - she has no option than to take his offer. But Harris won't let Eddie go without a fight. He'll use whatever tactics necessary to win back his girl. While Eddie and Harris find their way back together, darkness lurks, unwilling to relent on destroying their relationship. Permanently.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: black;">Olivia Luck lives in the middle of America with her loving husband and her obsession with writing. She wrote her first romance novel at age eight. When she’s not reading, editing, or writing, you can find her in the kitchen learning to cook. Olivia loves to travel and spend time with her family.</span>
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<span style="color: black;">An inexplicable shiver rolls through my shoulders. The low murmur of my friends and the other patrons at Rusty’s falls away.</span>
<span style="color: black;"><em>Harris. </em></span>
<span style="color: black;">He’s the only person who elicits this type of bodily response. I remain rigid and unmoving except for my sweaty palms which I place on my thighs.</span>
<span style="color: black;">“Luke, my man! How are you?” A strong hand slaps Luke’s shoulder.</span>
<span style="color: black;">“Matt, hey.” His worried expression eases into a cheerful one when he shakes hands with a man wearing a large, black boot cast. Next to Matt is the beautiful, caramel-haired woman, Jane, who was with Harris in his convertible.</span>
<span style="color: black;">And then it’s him.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Harris’ masculine scent surrounds me. He braces his arms on the back of my chair, overwhelming me with his physical presence. I’m swirling in a sea of Harris, unable to resist his pull. He dips closer and then his lips brush oh so gently against my flushed cheek. The intimate contact sends my heart into overdrive.</span>
<span style="color: black;">“Hello, Edith,” he murmurs against my skin before pulling away.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I nearly swoon against the wood chair. <em>Damn. </em></span></blockquote>
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<span id="freeText11551647151838581262" style="color: black;">Eddie Neff needs space. Not the type that country stars croon about, but physical distance from her emotionally distant father and the tatters of a broken relationship. So when the opportunity to relocate her life and interior design business arises, the answer comes easily.</span></div>
<span style="color: black;">Adjusting to life with Claire, her gregarious new roommate, is more than simply testing comfort limits. With just one meeting, Eddie finds herself unable to resist the draw of Harris Grant, Claire’s brooding and overprotective older brother.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Harris doesn’t fit her idea of a safe relationship. He pushes Eddie to face her deepest insecurities and fears of abandonment. And Harris holds on to his own painful loss, unable to overcome personal demons.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Eddie and Harris must learn to conquer their internal struggles. But as they navigate their new love, outside forces fight to drive them apart.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Author note: In Pursuit is the first book in a two book series. Intended for 18+ readers.</span>
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<span style="color: black;">Title: <em>Always You</em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Genre: Student Teacher Romance</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I was thrilled when I was offered a graduate teaching position at the prestigious Tennerson Girls Academy. At twenty-three, this would be my first ‘real’ teaching assignment. Working at the elite boarding school, home to the daughters of some of the wealthiest people in the world, was a great opportunity that I would’ve been stupid to pass up.</span><span style="color: black;">One week into my new job, and I suddenly had no idea why I chose high school…I was a seventeen year old boy once, I knew how teenage girls behaved.</span>You can’t even imagine the hell of trying to teach thirty, hormonal driven seventeen year olds who have been cooped up, away from any male contact.<br />
I could handle the whispers every time I entered the room. I could even handle the obvious attempts at gaining my attention. What I couldn’t handle was her…<br />
<span style="color: black;">***</span><span style="color: black;">Rich bitches and way too many rules. Was it any wonder that I hated school?</span><span style="color: black;">Add to that the lack of male contact, and I was going insane. Like literally. I wasn’t used to this. A year ago I was normal. I had a boyfriend, friends and a loving family. There is nothing normal about me anymore, and nobody here lets me forget that.</span><span style="color: black;">My name is Wrenn, and I’m only here because my aunt took me in after what happened, but my aunt also happens to be the headmistress of this academy…Can you see my problem?</span><span style="color: black;">I’m hated for my lack of money, and I’m hated for who my Aunt is.</span><span style="color: black;">Then he arrived. Dalton Reed. My new history teacher.</span><span style="color: black;">Slowly, he helped me see that even in the worst situations, there is always hope.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: black;">My best friend was dying and I was in love with his girl.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Andy and I had been best friends since we were eight-years old.</span><span style="color: black;">Watching him slowly fade away, ever closer to his final breath, made</span><span style="color: black;">me so incredibly angry. I knew there was nothing I could do to change it--I had given in to despair, but Andy had not. He had one last hand to play.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">He wasn't going to simply sit back and wait for Death to claim him--not Andy. He was going to live life until he couldn't hold his eyes open any longer.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Andy didn't want to die in some sterile hospital and asked me to take him and Emily to the beach. It would be our last road trip together.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Emily. Emily was a problem for me.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">I harbored a secret that would have torn our friendship apart. I was in love with Andy's girl, and had been since she'd walked into our sixth grade class, so many years ago.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">So what kind of person am I? My best friend is dying, and it's</span><span style="color: black;">awful--but my heart still aches for his girl. I hate myself for</span><span style="color: black;">thinking beyond Andy's death and whether there could ever be a future for Emily and I, but I can't help it.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">I'm in love with her.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: #181818;">Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks he's a dog...you get the picture). </span><br />
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<span style="color: #181818;">When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.</span></div>
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Sometimes dreams aren’t meant to be chased. Sometimes forevers change with one regret. But when it’s worth the fight—we always wind up back where we belong. Mia and Declan have struggled through infidelity, guilt, and betrayal. Declan wasn’t too proud to lay his heart on the line and show Mia that she is his everything, but can these two find a way to get past all the hurt, to heal old wounds, and get back to good?</blockquote>
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Mia’s stuck in a rut, just like every other stay-at-home mom, and the only thing saving her from her monotonous routine is her perfect husband, Declan. He’s gorgeous, he adores her, and the man stole her heart with his sexy singing voice. Mia feels like the luckiest girl in the world, until she discovers that Mr. Perfect is not Mr. Faithful. Mia is devastated. Everything she once believed about Declan and their marriage is now covered in a big cloud of doubt and regret. On impulse, she kicks the cheating bastard out, pushing them into a separation that could mean the end of the picture-perfect couple. </blockquote>
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But when Mia receives an invitation to her high school reunion, she finds herself abandoning the present for the oh-so alluring pull of the past. Although her heart still belongs to her husband, inescapable thoughts of her crush, Noah, resurface. And ten years later, Noah isn’t afraid to make his move. When the build-up of fantasies and ‘what ifs' comes to a head, sparks fly and it’s Mia’s turn to question if her marriage is everything she wants out of life. Searching for answers, Mia dives head first into dating Noah, falling further away from her husband and closer to her old flame. </blockquote>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06664612627104953445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419553822801994054.post-87705315891746531522014-04-29T02:46:00.000-04:002014-04-29T07:27:08.681-04:00[Cover Reveal! Excerpt + Giveaway!] Everything I Shouldn't by Stacey Mosteller<a href="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/EverythingIShouldnt-Banner.jpg"><img alt="EverythingIShouldn't Banner" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-10375" src="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/EverythingIShouldnt-Banner.jpg" height="237" width="640" /></a>
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<span style="color: black;">Title: <em><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Southern-Seduction-Box-Set-Alcorn-ebook/dp/B00JNT8LL4/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1398698621&sr=1-1&keywords=southern+seduction+box+set">Everything I Shouldn't (Nashville Nights #2) </a></span></b></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Author: Stacey Mosteller</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">It’s been eight days, sixteen hours and forty-seven minutes since
life as I know it ended. I know, it sounds so melodramatic and teen-soap
worthy, but it’s the truth. Eight days, sixteen hours and forty-seven minutes
since David found out. Since he kicked Jeremy out, ended their friendship and
told me I could never see him again.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">I didn’t plan on David getting suspicious,
and I definitely didn’t plan on getting caught. My selfishness has cost Jeremy
everything, my brother won’t even look at me, Lyric must hate me for
practically blackmailing her to keep silent and my best friend is barely
speaking to me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Now my life is full of secrets and lies.
The people around me have been affected by the choices I’ve made and the lies
I’ve told. But what will they do when they discover the biggest secret of them
all?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Jeremy is everything I shouldn't want, and
the person I can't live without. </span></div>
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<em><b><span style="font-size: 13pt;">SarahBeth</span></b></em><span style="font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"> </span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: 13pt;">I've been in love with my brother's best
friend, Jeremy, for as long as I can remember. Just saying the words aloud
causes my heart to clench. I’ve never admitted it to anyone other than Olivia,
but I knew she’d never tell a soul. She encouraged it actually, went out of her
way to help me find sexy outfits to wear around him and helped me come up with
some crazy plan to make him notice me. Those usually ended with him scolding me
so they probably weren’t the best way to get his attention.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I’m not really sure when my feelings
for him started changing. First, my love for Jeremy was the love any child has
for her hero. My dad was always busy, and while, my brother David loved me,
Jeremy was the one who kissed my knee when I fell off my bike, the one who
taught me how to climb a tree, all the things my brother - who even as a
teenager was over-protective of me - didn't want me to do. He never grouched
about having to watch me like David did, he was always willing to play games
with me and include me in whatever he and my brother were doing.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I was heartbroken when David went away
to college, but the fact that Jeremy was gone too devastated me in a way that
not even losing my parents did. All of a sudden I was alone. They both kept in
touch after they left for school, at least at first. The phone call came every
few days for months, but gradually became only once a month or less, especially
after David came back for Christmas and argued with our dad. After that, the
only time David would call was when he knew Dad was gone.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>Then, when our parents died and
everything fell apart; Jeremy was there to comfort me, to hug me, to dry my
tears. That doesn't mean that my brother wasn't there, because he was. He was
just stuck being the grown-up. David had to deal with funeral arrangements,
lawyers, wills, the court and our grandparents.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>Once Jeremy and David moved back home,
David became more of a parent than a brother, and Jeremy made every attempt to
fill that role. Unfortunately, my feelings for Jeremy were never that simple.
The fact that he became as over-protective now as my brother is did nothing to
discourage my growing infatuation with him. Up until recently though, Jeremy
never gave any indication that he saw me as anything other than David's little
sister.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I’ve been chasing after
Jeremy since about a month after my brother moved back and brought him with
him. We spent a lot of time together because he was trying to distract me from
the life I was thrust into, taking me to the movies, hanging out, helping with
homework… all the stuff that brothers do with little sisters. It didn’t take
long for hero worship to turn romantic. But looking back, it’s clear I wasn’t
the only one with a secret. At the time, I thought that the reason my brother
didn’t react the same way Jeremy did when I really started dating was because
he was so preoccupied with getting his business off the ground and raising me.
Now, I can see that the reason Jeremy always did his best to scare away any guy
I brought around was because he was jealous.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I
imagined that convincing Jeremy to give me a chance, to really look at me like
a woman, instead of his best friend’s baby sister would be impossible. But just
when I thought I should give up, he kissed me. We continued our relationship in
secret because I was afraid of what David would say and how he would react. It
didn’t take much to convince him to keep it a secret, even though I know it
bothered him to not be able to tell him.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I
finally got everything I wanted, but I fucked it up royally. I lied to my
brother, my best friend, even Jeremy. I was so concerned with what I wanted
that I didn’t give anyone else a thought. Jeremy wanted me and maybe even fell
in love with me, but now, everything I had, all the people who loved me; none
of them are here. It’s all so completely screwed up, and I have no idea where
to start fixing anything. Jeremy's friendship with David is ruined, my brother
broke up with Lyric, Olivia won't even speak to me. I'm completely alone for
the first time.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I have so much to
make up for. I’m the hateful bitch who destroyed a friendship, made someone who
could have been a friend lie to my brother, and I kept secrets and lied to my
best friend’s face. I have no idea how to even begin to make things right, but
I know I have to try. </span><span style="font-size: 13pt;"><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 13pt;"><em style="font-size: 16px;"><b><span style="font-size: 13pt;">Jeremy</span></b></em><span style="font-size: 13pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13pt;">I fucking knew this thing with her
would blow up in our faces. I should have known better, but instead, I went for
it. It’s always been SarahBeth for me, always. And not in a dirty old man way,
don’t call Chris Hansen and To Catch A Predator because it’s not like that.
When it started, I was jealous of David. He had a dad and a mom, which was
already something I didn’t have, and then came SarahBeth. She was this tiny
little thing with big eyes and curly blonde hair, I swear to God, she looked
like an angel the first time David showed her to me. He was disgusted and
pissed because she was crying all the time and taking all the attention.
Meanwhile, I would have given anything to have the life he had.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>As she got older, she worshipped her
brother, and me by association. Following us around, trying to imitate us and
running after us on her short little legs. By the time she was old enough to
chase us, we were thinking about cars and tits not little sisters, and she
drove David crazy. He’d get impatient and yell and she would cry. Big, fat
tears that broke my heart, even back then.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>We
grew up, moved out and then moved on, leaving SB behind us. At least for a
while. Then, the unthinkable happened. That night, it almost broke David. I
think it did in some ways, but SarahBeth? Man, it destroyed her. In the blink
of an eye she lost her parents. In a way, she gained a new parent in David
because he took the “guardian” title to a whole new level. In fact, and it
makes me feel like an asshole to say it, but I think Dave may have been more
her father than her actual dad was.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>When
we moved back, David spent a lot of his time building his business. It was
easier for me in a way because I just had to get hired. David built his job
from the ground up, which took up the majority of his time, leaving me to
entertain SarahBeth. We got extremely close during that time. I knew she had a
crush on me, but I thought it was more hero worship than true romantic
feelings. I was wrong.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>The older
Sarah got, the more beautiful she became. Gone was the tiny tomboy who wanted
to follow us everywhere, and in her place was a beautiful woman. The more time
I spent with her, the more I started noticing things about her; the smell of
her hair, how soft her skin was. The more I noticed, the more I tried to stay
away. The sister of my best friend shouldn’t be the girl I can’t stop thinking
about. I did everything I could to distance myself from her, making excuses
when she asked me to take her places, showing up with a date when I knew she
would be there, even though I knew it would hurt her. The lengths I went to
were atrocious and shameful, but I was trying to avoid this situation. Instead
of thinking of her like a sister, I was thinking of her as someone I wanted to
own. She became the girl I wanted to claim, to make sure everyone knew she was
mine.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>Finally giving in and
taking her should have brought relief, but instead all it brought was more
stress and in the end more heartache. I’m old enough to know better. Hiding
things never works, secrets always come out. I wanted her more than I wanted
his friendship, and look where it got me. He hates me, she’s devastated, and
everything is completely fucked up.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I
have to make things better; I need to fix this. Fixing my friendship with Dave
and deserving SarahBeth is the only thing that matters to me now. He has to
understand that hiding our relationship wasn’t to hurt him; we weren’t trying
to deceive him. We were only trying to figure out how to tell him. David
discovered us before we were ready, before we could figure out what to say to
him. We should have just been honest from the beginning. If I had just gone to
him before, explained that I do love her, that I will be good to her, maybe he
would have given his blessing.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>At
least then, we would know. David’s reaction might have surprised us. Instead, I
let the fear of losing his friendship, of no longer being like brothers color
my reactions and influence my decisions. I’m done being afraid; I’m done
hiding. Making him understand just how much I want to be with her, that she is
it for me has become my top priority. Now I just have to figure out how to get
him to talk to me without him kicking my ass.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span> </span></blockquote>
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<em><b>Everything I Shouldn't (Nashville Nights #2)</b></em><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><strong><em>Save Me From Myself (Nashville Nights #1)</em></strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"><strong>About the Author</strong></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">I am a wife and mom to 3 boys, ages 15, 14, and 8! After spending the first half of my life in a small town outside of Philadelphia, PA, my parents moved my brother and I to another small town outside of Greensboro, NC. I moved to Hickory, NC after marrying my husband. We dated a total of three months before getting married, and we’d known each other for a total of six! People thought we were crazy, but 2014 marks our 10 year anniversary, so it obviously worked out!</span>
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plans. Big plans that included getting the hell out of the little town she’d
grown up in with her two best friends. When she decided it was time to let one
of them know her true feelings for him; a change of plans resulted in a tragic
turn of events. Now, Alyssa is left alone to find her way out of the darkness
that an untimely death has left in its wake. Jesse Vaughn was never good at
letting people in. He’d learned a long time ago that it’s easier that way
because people leave, or, unfortunately, die. The one person he wanted to let
in doesn’t want him anymore. The only problem is he can’t stop thinking about
her. Jesse returns to the childhood home he left behind with one goal in mind…
to convince her that they should be together. When Jesse finds Alyssa she’s not
the same girl he left behind. She’s wild, reckless and hell-bent on not giving
Jesse a second chance. Lucky for Jesse, his stubborn streak has always been a
mile-wide and he’s not about to give up on her. When your life has been
shattered can you really pick up all the pieces and move on?</span></blockquote>
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;">Jesse Vaughn was back</span></i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;">. Was he the one who took me home from the party
last night? Why didn’t I remember? How drunk was I? It had been nine long
months since I’d last seen him, or even heard from him for that matter. I
turned back to face January and Hap in utter disbelief. “Yep.” Hap nodded with
a confirming smile. January’s expression matched her boyfriend’s. They were
excited about the possible reunion of Jesse and me. January knew everything
that almost happened, so it went without saying that Hap was clued in. I hated
to break it to them, but this wasn’t going to be the happily ever after that
they’d hoped for. As much as I wanted to run up, wrap my arms around his neck
and tell him how much I’d missed him, I couldn’t fight the dormant anger that
I’d let be suppressed by the sadness and guilt. He left me. It was bad enough
that Garrett was gone, but that wasn’t his choice. Jesse had left because he
wanted to. I brought my hands up and covered my face, hoping he would walk back
out the door before I had to face him. “Hey, Lyss.” The tone of his voice was
hesitant, surely he knew I was in shock to see him. “How are you?” It was hard
to tell if he meant, “How are you? It’s been nine months since I last saw you.”
or “How are you after getting completely shit-faced last night?” Just hearing
his deep, raspy voice sent a ripple across my skin. I really thought he was
gone. I looked up to see him standing beside our table. He looked the same.
He’d let his hair grow out, just a little bit longer, but it was same jet-black
color and messy tousled look I remembered. The glow of his suntanned skin led
me to believe that he’d been hiding out somewhere sunny as opposed to what I’d
assumed, which was that he must have crawled under a rock and died, or fell off
the face of the earth. Why else would he have just completely disappeared from
my life? Everything that had happened the night of Garrett’s accident flashed
in my mind. I couldn’t even begin to form a complete sentence. Instead, I
pushed out of the booth and looked directly in the eyes I’d tried to forget.
“Don’t,” was all I could come up with before I ran out of the diner. “Alyssa,
please.” He followed me out the door. “Can’t we just talk?” “No!” I yelled out,
not breaking my stride as I walked across the street. His hands stopped mine before
I could pull the car door open and escape. The contact of our skin sent a shock
up my arm. “Please.” I turned to see the desperation in his eyes. He pulled his
lip between his teeth and brushed a stray hair from my cheek. His hand rested
on my cheek. I caught myself turning my face into his strong, warm hand and
quickly pulled away. As much as I wanted to fight it, everything that I’d felt
for him was still there. I still wanted him to touch me. To kiss me. The guilt
and anger that accompanied the desire was too much. “I can’t do this, Jesse.” I
pulled my face from his and quickly sunk behind the wheel of my car. I drove
away, leaving him alone on the street. I wasn’t ready to talk to him. To ask
him the string of questions that had been running through my head for months.
To explain my erratic behavior the night before. I wasn’t ready for any of it.
So, I did the only thing I could think of to avoid the entire situation. I went
home, opened the desk drawer and retrieved my new foolproof method of not dealing
with it.</span></blockquote>
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When I'm not writing or playing the part of wife and mother, you can find me dancing back-up for Beyonce, singing back-up for Miranda, or sunning myself on the beach with a drink in hand. Here's the thing about being born and raised in a small town—you have a very vivid imagination! Now, I channel it all to create stories where the girl always ends up with the right guy, first kisses are magical, and a happy ending is just that!</blockquote>
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You don't choose when.<br />
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The minute he opened his sexy mouth, Holliday Hughes should have known Jack Dalton was trouble. His smooth pickup lines, broad shoulders, and ridiculously handsome face charmed her right out of her clothes. She gave into her desires, the instant attraction blinding her to the obvious.<br />
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One night. That was all it took for Holliday’s world to be flipped on its axis. Jack Dalton was cocky. Smug. Volatile. Demanding. He ignited something deep inside her like no other, but there was something more to this brooding bad boy. There was a dark side to him she couldn't help but be drawn to.<br />
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<span id="freeTextContainerauthor6467114">S.L. Scott is a former high-tech account manager with a journalism degree pursuing her passion for telling stories. She spends her days escaping into her characters and letting them lead her on their adventures. <br /><br />Live music shows, harvesting jalapenos and eating homemade guacamole are her obsessions she calls hobbies.<br /><br />Scott lives in the beautiful Texas hill country of Austin with her husband, two young sons, two Papillons and a bowl full of Sea Monkeys. <br /><br />Her novels include Naturally, Charlie, Good Vibrations, and A Prior Engagement.<br /><br />She welcomes your notes at <a href="mailto:sl@slscottauthor.com">sl@slscottauthor.com</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-size: large;">Title: <em>Born to Ride: A Clubhouse Collection</em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Release Date: May 5, 2014 - Available for a Limited Time Only!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><em><strong>6 Biker Books <span style="color: #181818;">from some of today's bestselling authors </span>in 1 Unbelievably Awesome Collection!</strong></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>FIGHTING TO STAY – Kasey Millstead</strong></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">“Wanna take a ride, sugar?” His voice is thick, husky and laced with the sexual tension that is radiating between us.</span>
<span style="color: black;">After enduring a tough childhood, Lacey has spent her life running when things get too hard. When her boyfriend hits her, she runs again and ends up in Alabama.</span>
<span style="color: black;">She meets Mayhem MC Vice Pesident, Roam, and falls hard and fast. When curveballs are thrown and lies are told, will Roam be able to convince her that it’s time she started Fighting to Stay?</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>STORM – Nina Levine</strong></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">"Baby, it's always been you. Always."</span>
<span style="color: black;">Madison Cole’s family is the Storm Motorcycle Club. Two years ago she walked away from them and the world they live in. Jason Reilly has sacrificed a lot for the Storm MC, and two years ago he made the biggest sacrifice of all; he gave up the woman he loved for them. Now they've been thrown back together; can they overcome their past and discover love again or will the harsh reality of their world break them both?</span>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>ANGELS IN LEATHER – Bella Jewel</strong></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">A Girl On The Run</span>
<span style="color: black;">Her father gave her one task before he died - deliver a package.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Now she's got the baddest biker in the state after her - He wants what she's got.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Secrets of the past and present threaten to destroy everything she's worked for.</span>
<span style="color: black;">A dark love, a jagged past, two worlds will collide to make something explosive.</span>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>WELCOME TO SUGARTOWN – Carmen Jenner</strong></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">Ana Belle never wanted anything more than to hang up her apron, jump on her Vespa and ride off into the sunset, leaving Sugartown in the dust.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Elijah Cade never wanted anything more than a hot meal, a side of hot arse and a soft place to lay his head at night where he could forget about his biker past.</span>
<span style="color: black;">She'd be willing to hand over everything tied up in a big red bow, but when Elijah's secrets come to light, their relationship is pushed to breaking point.</span>
<span style="color: black;"><em>And you thought small towns were boring.</em></span>
<span style="color: black;">Welcome to Sugartown.</span>
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>HOLDING OUT – Lila Rose</strong></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">"I'd love to taste you right now, babe, but my woman wants me to fuck her, so that's what I'm gonna do."</span>
<span style="color: black;">Zara Edgingway is a twenty-six-year-old secretary and about to face her next obstacle in life, the one she ran from six years ago: her ex husband.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Talon Marcus is the president of the Hawks Motorcycle Club. For two years, he's had his eye on the quiet, yet sassy, neighbor Zara. The time has come were she'll need, not only his protection, but the help from his biker brothers. Now, if only she'd stop fighting him along the way.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>RYDER- Jani Kay</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Princess was my Juliet and I was her Romeo – I would give my last breath for her.”</span>
<span style="color: black;">Ryder wants inner peace and freedom from the torment of his childhood. Adopted by the Scorpio Stinger MC after a stint in juvie, he owes his life and loyalty to his brothers. What he doesn’t want is a judgemental, smart mouthed princess who thinks she is better than him. Jade, a newly qualified lawyer, wants a man who is perfect for her and will give her the charmed life she is accustomed too. She doesn’t want a demanding and foulmouthed biker in her life. But neither can get the other out of their head. Their undeniable chemistry is off the charts. Ryder wants Jade, but she has a secret that will stop them from ever being together. Until one fateful night when Ryder rescues Princess on his metal horse. Can they resist one another? Can two people, so different in every way, find love? Or will their different worlds collide and tear them apart?</span>
<span style="color: black;">“Princess was my Juliet and I was her Romeo – I would give my last breath for her.”</span>
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