Title: Seven
Author: Susan Renee
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 22, 2016
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Friday, May 27, 2016
BLOG TOUR PROMO - Infinity by Allaina Daniels
Author: Allaina Daniels
Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance
Release Date: Aug 13, 2016
Professional animal trainer, Carmen Rockwell, is happy living her life on the edge of society. She owns a high profile business that is run by her best friend, Lissy, the only person she thinks she needs in her life. Because of an unusual gift, she is the best in the country at what she does. She goes away for work and finds herself suddenly drawn into a new world- one that she never knew existed and against her will, it follows her home, demanding that she enter into the life she was destined to live. An important date is approaching fast, but will she turn away from this new world and hide or will she face her fate head on? One man could make all the difference- but does he love her or is she only a means to an end?
Thursday, May 26, 2016
BLOG TOUR PROMO - Until Now by Laura Ward
Title: Until Now
Series: Not Yet #2
Author: Laura Ward
Release Date: May 23, 2016
Focus.
Dean Goldsmith is Indiana University’s star quarterback, and his dreams are about to come true. His undefeated season means he has a legitimate shot at the NFL. If he stays focused. Football comes first.
College senior, Grace Yeates, is determined to defy the odds. She is months away from graduating with a business degree, something no one thought she would be able to pull off. All she has to do is focus on her number one priority. Family comes first.
Distraction.
Dean has no time for distractions, but when a gorgeous, snarky, redheaded waitress refuses to tell him her name, he can’t seem to focus on anything else.
Grace knows she can’t let herself get caught up in a guy, particularly a man-whore like Dean, no matter how charming or sexy. She has two hearts to look out for now and no room for a Dean-sized distraction.
Complications.
Everyone in Dean’s life agrees that Grace is the kind of complication his career doesn’t need.
Grace knows that Dean is the kind of risk her heart shouldn’t want.
But what if the last person you think you need, the one you shouldn’t want, becomes the one you can’t live without? Can their biggest distraction actually be the focus they were missing all along?
My heart hammered in my chest. “Why do you ask me my favorites all the time?”
Dean grinned and then bent to kiss my lips. “I’ve never wanted to get to know a girl. I want to know every part of you and every favorite you have. Everything that makes you happy so that I can be the person who never lets you down and always brings you your favorites.”
Oh my.
“Well, I want to know your favorites too. Let me think…” I tapped my finger on my chin. “Where’s your favorite place for me to kiss you?” As soon as the question escaped from my mouth, the meaning hit my brain. Dean had a wicked gleam in his eyes, and I hid my face in his chest. “Oh, Lord. Did I just ask that?”
His chuckle rumbled beneath me. “You did. And I love your dirty little mind, Red. If I’m being honest, I can’t answer that. Cause you haven’t kissed me everywhere… yet.”
Mortified. I was absolutely mortified. I had a choice. I could be shy and feel awkward, or I could own it.
Two seconds later I decided. I was owning it.
I raised my head and pressed a kiss on his chest. Then I lifted onto my elbows and shimmied a bit down his body.
“Let’s rectify that, shall we?”
Not Yet (#1) – Released July 28, 2014
Emma Harris is learning that life is just a series of lessons.
Lesson #1: Nothing goes the way you plan.
Lesson #2: You can’t trust men. Especially not the pretty ones.
Lesson #3: Turns out, appearances are almost always deceiving.
Emma thinks she has life all figured out, and what she knows isn’t good. For years, she’s put her big sister, who was born with Down syndrome, first. Now Emma’s ready to start her own life, but fate has other plans. To do the right thing for the sister she loves, Emma’s dreams will just have to wait.
She doesn’t plan on meeting Landon — a rich, flirtatious jock, who never has to wait for anything. Not for attention, not for money, and certainly not for girls. Meeting Emma marks the first time in his life that he’s had to fight for something. And Landon doesn't know how to lose.
Emma has no interest in wasting her summer with a superficial guy like Landon. But very soon she realizes she is wrong about him. The question is, can she trust him? Or will he let her down like every other guy in her life? But most importantly, can Emma trust herself enough to live the life she's always dreamed of?
Life has a way of sneaking in the most important lessons when you aren't looking. And once the heart gets involved, that's when the real learning begins.
*** This book is intended for mature audiences. 18 and over!
Lesson #1: Nothing goes the way you plan.
Lesson #2: You can’t trust men. Especially not the pretty ones.
Lesson #3: Turns out, appearances are almost always deceiving.
Emma thinks she has life all figured out, and what she knows isn’t good. For years, she’s put her big sister, who was born with Down syndrome, first. Now Emma’s ready to start her own life, but fate has other plans. To do the right thing for the sister she loves, Emma’s dreams will just have to wait.
She doesn’t plan on meeting Landon — a rich, flirtatious jock, who never has to wait for anything. Not for attention, not for money, and certainly not for girls. Meeting Emma marks the first time in his life that he’s had to fight for something. And Landon doesn't know how to lose.
Emma has no interest in wasting her summer with a superficial guy like Landon. But very soon she realizes she is wrong about him. The question is, can she trust him? Or will he let her down like every other guy in her life? But most importantly, can Emma trust herself enough to live the life she's always dreamed of?
Life has a way of sneaking in the most important lessons when you aren't looking. And once the heart gets involved, that's when the real learning begins.
*** This book is intended for mature audiences. 18 and over!
Laura Ward lives in Maryland with her loud and very loving three children and husband. She married her college sweetheart and is endlessly grateful for the support he has given her through all their years together, and especially toward her goal of writing books. When not changing diapers, driving to lacrosse practice, or checking spelling homework, Laura is writing or reading romance novels.
Laura has written three novels so far, the new-adult novel Not Yet and the contemporary romance novel Past Heaven. Her third novel, co-written with author Christine Manzari, The Pledge, was released July 25, 2015.
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REVIEW - Fire Girl: A Tale of Witches and Wolves by Andy Mulberry
Fire Girl: A Tale of Witches and Wolves by Andy Mulberry
Monday, May 23, 2016
Saturday, May 21, 2016
Heroine Hearts by Kirsty-Anne Still - Blog Tour Promo Post
Heroine Hearts by Kirsty-Anne Still
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: March 28, 2016
Synopsis:
hɛrəʊɪn
noun
-a highly addictive analgesic drug derived from morphine, often used illicitly as a narcotic producing euphoria.
HEROINE
hɛrəʊɪn
noun
-a woman admired for her courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.
He saw me as one.
I became addicted to the other.
He saw us as forever.
I saw our love story as bittersweet.
Why?
Simple.
It was all caused by one thing - total, abominable darkness.
But that was what we loved the most.
After all, darkness made these heroine hearts.
**This is a dark romance, due to the subject material within the book. Heroine Heart is advised for readers of a mature nature and not suitable for any readers under 18. Read at your own discretion.
Use of tough subject matter includes rape, substance abuse, and violence.**
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Excerpt:
“What’s
wrong?”
His head
snaps up with my innocent question.
“Are you
serious right about now?” he asks me, his eyes wide and boring into me. “You’re
asking me what’s wrong...”
“I can’t?”
he queries, his eyebrows shooting up, his eyes widening.
“I deserve
this,” I say, reiterating the words to make them real.
“Come here,”
he orders gently, ignoring my plea.
I do as I’m
told, moving toward him slowly. It’s as I get close enough, he reaches inside,
placing a hand around my left wrist. He pulls my arm out and through the bars,
forcing it to become outstretched and on show. His fingers begin to trail
across the points which Santiago forced those needles into my veins, getting
his immediate response to me on drugs. They left angry pinpricks across my
skin, showing exactly where the high started.
“It’s
nothing,” I tell him once more, trying my hardest to get my hand back from him.
He scoffs on
that response, not letting me go. “What have they been forcing you to take?” He
asks, his fingers falling away from the track marks.
“Heroin,” I
whisper, my eyes dropping in shame.
“And you
want some more?” he asks me, his eyes coming up to meet mine.
I don’t
speak, I just bite down on my lip.
Javier’s
face darkens once more, but he’s yet to let me go.
“You do
don’t you?”
“It’s all I
can think about,” I admit, shamefulness filters into my system, positioned
right next to the deep rooted craving. “Just something to make me feel better.”
“It won’t
help,” he tells me, trying to make me face up to the facts.
“It will...
for a moment,” I admonish foolishly. I yank my arm away from him, moving a
little further away from the bars. “It’ll help,” I say it more to appease my
own fragile mentality, not to force Javier to believe me. “It will, Javier,
it’ll make this all better.”
And now he
sees the girl who was presented to him on his first day. The girl with the slow
burning addiction and the eager need for punishment in order to justice her
every sin.
I took
everything that was dealt my way as a way of chastisement. My boss and his son
had no idea they were helping a criminal get her penalty for being just as bad
as everyone else. Now Javier sees it. He’s slowly seeing what Eighteen is
really made of.
Author Info:
Kirsty is
more than comfortable with talking to imaginary people - if it means they're
writing a book!
She's a British author with a habit of bad jokes, dirty mindedness and a love of laughing at the worse possible times. She spends her time balancing a full-time job with writing while trying to up her reading game!
She's a British author with a habit of bad jokes, dirty mindedness and a love of laughing at the worse possible times. She spends her time balancing a full-time job with writing while trying to up her reading game!
Friday, May 20, 2016
I'll be the One by Hazel James - Blog Tour Promo Post
I’ll Be the One by Hazel James
Genre: Coming of Age/New Adult Romance
Release Date: May 17, 2016
Synopsis:
For better
or for worse, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall graduate.
Rachel Wheaton
The senior
Economics project is supposed to teach us about real life. Budgeting. Social
classes. Careers. I was supposed to plan it all out with my school husband. I
didn't plan on actually falling in love with him, too.
But
sometimes real life doesn't go according to plans. Sometimes you have to make
hard decisions and sacrifices for the person you love. That's what marriage is
about, right?
James Tennyson
I've always
known things before they happen. Nothing major, like lottery numbers, but it's
been pretty useful for things like playing football and dodging clingy girls.
I've never been able to see my future. I didn't think much about it, to be
honest.
Until second
period, when she walked through the door.
Falling in
love with her unlocked something inside me. Those little things I know? Now
they're big things. Life-saving things. So who do I save? And at what cost? I
made a vow to her.
For better
or for worse, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall graduate
live.
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Excerpt:
I start
thinking about this dreaded project, but it becomes less of an issue when I
realize it’s getting harder to breathe. A loud ringing overtakes my ears while
my brain and heart disagree over how fast it should beat. I have no idea what
this means. Maybe it’s a natural disaster? I’ve never predicted anything that
big before. Do they even have earthquakes in North Carolina? Tsunamis?
Stampedes? I look outside and see blue skies. Is there about to be an airplane
crash? Train crash? A code blue? I should’ve paid better attention in geography
or that CPR class.
My heart’s beating faster and faster, and I wipe
my palms against my jeans. I don’t know if I should hide under my desk or try to
find a bathroom. I look around; everyone else is passing in their homework as
if the new kid isn’t getting ready to keel over and die.
Oh, my God.
It’s the apocalypse. That’s gotta be it. The world is going to end, and I’m the
only one who knows it. And here I thought it was going to be a good day. Now I
wish I would have gone all the way with Brittney. To die a virgin when the
opportunity had once presented itself seems like such a waste. I start counting
my heartbeats and try to calm the fuck down so I can figure out how to tell
everyone else that Jesus or zombies are on the way.
Then the
classroom door opens, and I stop breathing.
A girl with
long, blond hair walks in and hands a late slip to Mrs. Mason. “Welcome back,
Rachel. How was Cozumel?”
“I’m glad
you enjoyed it, and your secret’s safe with me. Turn in your holiday homework
and take your seat. It’s time to get married.”
I watch
Rachel dig in her backpack and will my incapacitated diaphragm to remember its
sole purpose in life. When she walks toward me, I take a moment to admire her
long legs. She smiles, and then her lips are moving. Oh God. I’ve never hated
my lungs so much in my life. I cough and manage to inhale. I swear I smell
vanilla mixed with... sunshine? I don’t know how to explain it. It’s an odd
combination, but on her it works. She sits in a desk next to me and stares like
she’s waiting for me to do something. Her eyes remind me of chocolate. She’s
the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.
Shit. I wipe
my hands on my jeans again. What’s that word people use to get my attention?
That thing inside my head needs more oxygen to work properly. I take a deep
breath.
Vanilla.
Sunshine.
“James.” I
manage to smile, but it probably looks like the same face I made that time Gran
mixed up the salt with the sugar in her apple pie. Rachel looks confused. The
teacher starts speaking again and I’m grateful for the distraction.
“All right,
class. Let’s get into our project. As I mentioned before the break, the senior
Economics project is based on real life. You will each be assigned a partner
and the two of you will become a couple. You’ll spend the next five months
dealing with budgets, jobs, bills, pretend families, and so on.
Holy shit. I
love this class. I love this desk. I love this assignment.
“Stand up
and slide your desks back to make space in the middle of the room.” Mrs. Mason
grabs a basket off her desk and passes a Ring Pop to each guy in the room.
“Gentlemen, please unwrap your rings, stand before your brides and repeat after
me:
“I, state
your name, take thee, state your bride’s name, in pretend matrimony. I promise
to be true to our grade for better or worse, in sickness and in health, as long
as we both shall graduate.”
“Okay, let’s
get the desks back in order and I’ll hand out your packets with all of your
information. We’ll review them together and you can start looking for houses.”
I slide my
desk back up, bringing it slightly closer to Rachel’s. She puts her hair in a
ponytail but a few shorter tendrils fall around her face. Fuck, did I just say
tendrils? This is not good. I’ve made it seventeen years without having a
girlfriend, and now I have a pretend wife and I’m using sissy words. What’s
next? I clear my throat and take a deep breath.
“Let’s try
this again. Hi, I’m James. It’s nice to meet you.”
Author Info:
I'm a proud
Army veteran, Army wife, and my greatest loves include my family, lip gloss,
Diet Coke, and the beach. I believe 90s music is the cure for most bad moods,
and chocolate after 9 p.m. doesn't count. I'm a self-professed bibliophile. If
reading burned calories, I'd weigh -20 pounds.
Thursday, May 19, 2016
DOUBLE COVER REVEAL!!!!
The Color of Us (College Bound #2) by Laura Ward & Christine Manzari
Release Date: June 20, 2016
Synopsis:
Eighteen
year old Alexis Sinclair is lost in the darkness of grief. Since the death of
her sister in a car accident, she can’t find the will to get out and enjoy life
again. When she’s forced to face her biggest fear and take a summer Driver’s Ed
course, she’s surprised to find hope in the most unlikely person.
Liam
O’Connell is trouble. He isn’t proud of his dark past, and he knows Alexis is
the one girl he has no business pursuing. Doing the right thing has never been
easy for him, but this time, it just might be impossible.
The perfect
girl and troubled boy are all wrong for each other, but as Liam helps Alexis
cope with her grief, they realize nothing has ever felt more right.
That is,
until Alexis uncovers a secret about Liam that breaks her heart.
Liam knows
he can’t allow the one good thing in his life to walk away without a fight, and
he’s determined to convince Alexis they can find their way out of the darkness
together.
Can he prove
he’s worthy of her, or is some love too tainted to be saved?
Excerpt:
He took a deep breath. “Our lives are completely
different, Lex.” He raised his hand in a loose fist, running the backs of his
fingers along my jaw. My breath caught in my chest as his thumb stroked over my
skin in slow, gentle circles. “So different.”
He stared into my eyes, and I leaned forward, mirroring his posture. I placed
my hand on his jaw. His chin was rough with stubble and tight with worry.
“Help me
understand.” My voice was needy, begging, but that’s only because I was
desperate to figure him out, to unlock th secrets he kept close. I wanted to
know how he could be the sweet, patient boy who taught me to drive and then
beat the living hell out of his friend a few days later. It didn’t add up for
me.
He reached
up to grab my fingers that were still touching his cheek, and he adjusted them
so that he was holding my hand. “I didn’t grow up the way you did. The only
thing I could ever depend on were my fists. That’s how I protect myself and
those I care about. Yeah, Adam’s my boy, but he crossed a line. Said something
he shouldn’t. And in my world, when that happens, you teach a lesson. That
lesson usually means blood.”
I cringed at
his bluntness and then felt guilty about it. He’d said our lives were
different, but that didn’t mean mine was better than his. I had no right to
look down at him. Too many people already did that. In my world, there were
lessons and punishments too. They were more calculated and less physical, but
they were no less vicious. Like Melissa’s threat to get her father to have Liam
fired from the country club. When I thought about it, I wasn’t sure which
lesson was more cruel—fists or social war.
“What did
Adam do to make you so mad? Was it because you wanted to hang out with me
instead of going to the levees?” God, I
hope not. That’d be the overreaction
of the century.
Liam shook
his head and traced patterns on my jaw with his thumb. “It’s not important,
angel. Just know that when you’re with me, you’re safe. No one hurts you. No
one touches you.” He leaned forward, letting his lips hover next to mine. “If
anyone tries to hurt you, I’ll make them pay. I mean it.”
A chill
skittered down my spine. The passion in his words was so strong that the air
around us was charged with unspoken promises. Why would Liam feel such a fierce
need to protect me? It frightened me that I enjoyed it so much. I swallowed.
“Why did you call me angel?”
He tilted
his chin up and pressed his lips to my forehead and then trailed kisses down my
face, stopping to press his mouth to the corner of mine. He leaned back to let
his eyes scan the length of me, head to toe, as he grinned. “It’s hard not to
think of you as an angel when you’re dressed all in white and looking so
goddamn perfect. You’re so… good.” He shook his head with a sad smile. “I have
no right to want you as much as I do.”
His eyes
darted to my lips, and then his mouth was on mine again, stealing the words I
wanted to say—I’m not perfect… I’m not
good… I want you too. He sucked on my lower lip, pulling it into his mouth
with such gentleness I thought I might melt into a puddle on his floorboards.
How could so much rage be wrapped up in this much tenderness?
My hands
snaked around the back of Liam’s neck, and I moved to bring his mouth back to
mine, grazing the tip of my tongue against his. I could faintly taste the smoke
of his cigarette, but I could also taste the sugar of the funnel cake we’d
shared. He was a heady mix of danger and sweetness that was so uniquely Liam it
made me crave more. I slid my tongue against his again, and Liam’s groan was
the only warning I got before his mouth was devouring mine, demanding kisses
from me that I was only too happy to return.
“You even
taste good,” Liam murmured against my lips before dropping his face to the
curve of my neck where he nibbled along my skin, leaving goose bumps in his
wake. “I want to taste every single inch of you. I think I’m addicted.”
His lips
pressed against my pulse point, and I was sure he could feel the frantic
beating of my heart. My entire body felt like it was vibrating for him. I
couldn’t decide what I wanted more—for him to keep whispering his precious
thoughts against my neck, or for him to go back to worshipping my lips.
As if he
knew my inner turmoil, Liam trailed a slow pathway of kisses up my neck toward
my greedy mouth.
“You look
like an angel,” he said, whispering a kiss under my ear. His quiet words
trickled down my neck in a delicious shiver. “You act like an angel, too good
to be true.” He left a kiss on the side of my jaw before turning my face to
his, his lips hovering over mine with so much heat I thought he might burn me
when he finally kissed me. “You’re my angel, Lex. And I think you just might
save me.”
Author Info:
Laura Ward lives in Maryland with her loud and
very loving three children and husband. She married her college sweetheart and
is endlessly grateful for the support he has given her through all their years
together, and especially toward her goal of writing books. When not picking up
toy trucks, driving to lacrosse practice, or checking spelling homework,
Laura is writing or reading romance novels. Her debut novel, Not Yet
, is a Top
100 Amazon Bestseller.
, is a Top
100 Amazon Bestseller.
The first
thing Christine does when she's getting ready to read a book is to crack the
spine in at least five places. She wholeheartedly believes there is no place as
comfy as the pages of a well-worn book. She's addicted to buying books, reading
books, and writing books. Books, books, books. She also has a weakness for
adventure, inappropriate humor, and coke (the caffeinated, bubbly kind).
Christine is from Forest Hill, Maryland where she lives with her husband, three
kids, and her library of ugly spine books.
Goodreads
Come To Me by Mary Catherine Gebhard
Series: Owned #3
Release Date: May 26, 2016
Synopsis:
What happens after the happily ever after?
Is it really sunshine and roses?
For Vic Wall, the moon is rising and the roses are wilting.
Turns out the princess has a mental illness.
Lennox Moore is in his blood and bones,
But sometimes blood goes bad and bones break.
Vic wants to fix them,
Is determined to find what turned their love cancer.
Yet maybe the only way to continue,
Is to end.
Is it really sunshine and roses?
For Vic Wall, the moon is rising and the roses are wilting.
Turns out the princess has a mental illness.
Lennox Moore is in his blood and bones,
But sometimes blood goes bad and bones break.
Vic wants to fix them,
Is determined to find what turned their love cancer.
Yet maybe the only way to continue,
Is to end.
This is the
epic final installment to the Owned series.
Warning: Sometimes people are ugly and what they do even uglier, even to the ones they love.
Warning: Sometimes people are ugly and what they do even uglier, even to the ones they love.
Excerpt:
I remembered
reading something about people who raise horses, that there are two kinds: the
ones who breed them, and the ones who tame the wild ones. The ones who tame the
wild ones can’t even imagine breeding them, because there’s a certain magic
that’s lost.
I got that.
Watching Lenny completely slack and cave to me was a high. I would never tame
her—you can’t really tame a wild thing—but there were moments like this. Her
wild words fell from her lips, her coiled body loosened, and she waited for me,
her master, to give her her next command.
“Are you
ready?” I whispered, taking her earlobe between my teeth.
“Yes,” she
gasped.
Author Info:
Mary Catherine
Gebhard bites off more than she can chew and sometimes calls herself Eva
Natsumi. She's lived in Salt Lake City, Utah her entire life, but occasionally
goes on vacation from reality. Don't worry, she sends postcards.
Wednesday, May 18, 2016
The Truth of a Liar by Cassie Graham - Blog Tour Promo
The Truth of a Liar by Cassie Graham
Series: Anyone But Him #2 – May be read as
standalone
Release Date: Oct 20, 2015
Synopsis:
“Life doesn’t always go according to plan. In
fact, it has a nasty habit of veering off the map. So when my job led me to New
York City, something extraordinary happened…her script merged with mine.”
Hadley Theater, New York City, New York - Night
ENTER STAGE LEFT-Rowan Townsend, a twenty-nine year old Broadway starlet, strolls onto the dark, ominous stage. The bright spotlight finds her and she smiles broadly, her body buzzing in anticipation.
Rowan
Hadley Theater, New York City, New York - Night
ENTER STAGE LEFT-Rowan Townsend, a twenty-nine year old Broadway starlet, strolls onto the dark, ominous stage. The bright spotlight finds her and she smiles broadly, her body buzzing in anticipation.
Rowan
Serendipity
is a funny thing, isn’t it? It jumps out from behind the bushes and offers an
unbelievable chance at happiness. It’s hopeful and intriguing, and maybe even a
little terrifying.
ENTER STAGE RIGHT-Lark Hawthorne, a striking twenty-nine year old FBI agent and self-proclaimed liar, marches to Rowan and grabs her arm, coaxing her off stage.
Lark
Rowan, what are you doing? We need to leave. It’s not safe here.
Rowan and Lark look out into the audience and a menacing shadow in the back of the theater catches their attention. Her eyes expand in panic and he grips her hand tighter, offering reassurance.
Lark
It’s now or never. Are you ready?
EXIT STAGE RIGHT. Fade to black.
ENTER STAGE RIGHT-Lark Hawthorne, a striking twenty-nine year old FBI agent and self-proclaimed liar, marches to Rowan and grabs her arm, coaxing her off stage.
Lark
Rowan, what are you doing? We need to leave. It’s not safe here.
Rowan and Lark look out into the audience and a menacing shadow in the back of the theater catches their attention. Her eyes expand in panic and he grips her hand tighter, offering reassurance.
Lark
It’s now or never. Are you ready?
EXIT STAGE RIGHT. Fade to black.
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Excerpt:
I don’t care
if it’s sinful. This feeling, right now, it makes all of the bad in my life
seem like child’s play in comparison. Landon and Cameron…they’re distant
memories.
It’s almost
as if I’ve waited all of my life to feel this way with this man.
“I want you.
So much, Rowan,” Lark whispers. He reverberates pain, yet his voice is heady.
Strained, he hisses as I move my hands lower, settling on the hem of his pants.
I move my
head to look at him. I place my hand on his cheek, and touch his bottom lip
with my thumb. He’s so soft, yet so incredibly masculine. I want to climb
inside of his mind and explore every inch of him. I want to discover all of his
inner workings, his secrets. The ones he’ll openly admit to and the ones he
hides under his bed.
He clenches
his teeth, but his eyes are inquisitive, curious. We stare at each other for an
incalculable amount of time. The seconds seem to pass at a glacial pace and in
this moment, I’m thankful. I know when this ends, it’ll be done for good.
It’s almost
as if I’m visiting a foreign place and it’s my last day and I know if I don’t
sample the unique cuisine and take mental pictures of the scenery, I’ll never
find the feeling deep inside of me again. It’ll be lost forever.
My stomach
flops at the thought.
“Lark.” I
breathe. Saying his name in this setting is enough to send me over the edge and
into the unknown.
His body
vibrates as the word passes my lips, and he moves his face closer to mine. His
lips are millimeters from making contact and all I’d have to do is breathe and
we’d be connected, but I refuse to move.
“Say it,
again,” he demands, his breath washing over my face. “This might be the last time.
Say it one more time, please. For me.” He closes his eyes with a small smile
playing on the edge of his lips. His hand makes its way up to my face again and
he clings to me as if I’m his anchor, tethering him to this world.
I muster all
of the courage I have and mutter his name, letting it float out of my mouth, my
lips brushing his in the slightest.
Lark hisses,
and this time, I know it’s in longing.
Author Info:
Cassie
Graham is a fiery redhead with an intense love for fairytales--angsty, suspenseful
fairytales--but fairytales nonetheless. She's had all kinds of jobs--but the
one she loves the most is being a writer. She finds solace in it. She's also a
mom to a beautiful little girl. Her greatest joy is watching her grow.
Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time. She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.
Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain.
If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting, drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.
Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time. She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.
Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain.
If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting, drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.
fairytales--angsty,
suspenseful fairytales--but fairytales nonetheless. She's had all kinds of
jobs--but the one she loves the most is being a writer. She finds solace in it.
She's also a mom to a beautiful little girl. Her greatest joy is watching her
grow.
Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time. She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.
Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain.
If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting, drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.
Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time. She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.
Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain.
If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting, drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.
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