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Personal Experiences by Tracey Lee

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Title: Personal Experiences

Author: Tracey Lee

Genre: Erotic

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Elleny Barker and Trevor McHale have loved each other since the second grade. Growing up in a small Georgia town, they had the same group of friends and they all had dreams of leaving Richland. Elle’s life was perfect; going to the perfect college, had the perfect life plan of becoming a doctor and had the perfect boyfriend going to college on a full ride football scholarship. Until the day Elle’s life was turned upside down; making a decision that she thought would be the best for both her and Trevor, she turned to the one man she thought would be willing to help her, Trevor’s best friend, Willie “Bear” Jackson.  Seventeen years later; Elleny, brought on by violent abuse and still feeling the sting of losing the only man she’s ever loved; is a changed woman, for the worse. She has locked her heart away and refuses to give it to anyone. Then it happened, a millionaire, whose company just bought out the local plant where Elle’s husband is a foreman moves into town; or should I say BACK into town; turns out that it’s Trevor McHale. Secrets have kept them apart for seventeen years; will they end up keeping them apart for the rest of their lives? Life teaches us harsh lessons; Personal Experiences teach us life’s true meaning.

WARNING: contains some graphic, dark scenes that are not for the light-hearted including torture. BUT DOES CONTAIN A HAPPILY EVER AFTER!  Discretion is advised!!!

 

“The Personal Series”

Personal Experiences Book #1 Elleny’s story

Personal Possession Book #2 Trevor’s story

“Untitled” Book #3 JoJo’s story

“Untitled” Book #4 Luc’s story

20130314_140109Author Bio:
Tracy lives with her husband and 4 children in a small town just outside Tulsa, Ok. Originally from Brandon, Florida she was a city girl at heart. Growing tired of living in the concrete jungle she wanted a change of scenery and pace; she packed her kids up and moved to Oklahoma where she met her husband.  Now she’s seen snow, touched pigs and has cows and chickens in her back yard.

Being a stay at home mom she became an avid reader and part-time blogger; she decided to put the three of them together and try her hand at writing and fell in love. In between running kids from band practice to PTO meetings, she enjoys her “me time” working on her next book.  She thoroughly enjoys head-banging heavy metal and a kickass game of Black Ops and will be your slave if you offer her chocolate.

 

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Tracy’s official website page http://authortracylee.blogspot.com/

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Excerpt:

I’m breathing heavier than I’ve ever breathed before in my life. Tears are running down my face and I had no idea I was even crying. I have to get away from here. I look over at TJ. He’s faceless. He’s staring at me as though he’s staring at that wall behind me. He’s not saying a word, he’s simply just a shell.

I turn around to walk away when I feel him grab my arm and turn me around and he picks me up

“What the fuck TJ?” my voice; barely there is rough and cracked. He doesn’t say a word just carries me toward his room. He opens the door carries me through it and shuts it with his foot. Not saying a word he sets me down.

“What are we doing TJ?” he just stares at me again. I feel him unbutton my pants, I hear them unzip as he pulls them apart.

“TJ, you can’t do this….I’m not begging.”

Still, nothing comes from his mouth. I feel him grab my pants; he slowly pulls them down to my ankles. He taps the top of my foot. I pull my foot out of my pant leg. He does the same on the other side, I cooperate. He stands back up and gently removes the chain from my neck. He just as gently removes my shirt. I’m standing there in my panties and bra. He goes over to the wall and hits the light switch.

As he’s walking I begin to beg “Please TJ….no, please don’t turn on the-“

That’s as much as I got out of my mouth as I look down at my body. I see TJ slowly walk up beside me leisurely running his fingertips as gently as he can over the purple, pink and green marks that cover my whole abdominal area. He circles around me studying my body, using very little pressure as he touches my skin.

I close my eyes, I can’t even imagine at this point in time what he’s thinking

“TJ-“

“Shhhhh” that’s as much as I have gotten out of him in the last twenty minutes.

He circles around me one more time when he stops behind me. He unhooks my bra and come around the front of me. I have my arms folded across my bra. He gently pulls my arms down and I comply. He then goes back to my shoulders and pulls my straps down until it’s hanging from his one finger. I go to put my hands back up to hide my breasts.

“Don’t you even fucking think about it” he’s talking again in that low, terrifying voice

I drop my arms back down to my sides and turn my head to look away from him. He gently kneels back in front of me and slowly pulls my panties down my legs. I hesitate and begin to say his name but he beats me to the punch.

“Don’t say a fucking word”

He pulls them down to my ankles and again, I step out of them when he taps on my feet.

There I stand nude, bruised and extremely humiliated in front of the one man I never wanted to be naked in front of again.

Still kneeling in front of me he begins to slowly run his hands up my calves, then my thighs, he’s moving so slowly I’m wondering what he’s trying to figure out, how long the bruises have been there? Maybe he’s wondering when the last time I got my ass kicked was.

He reaches my stomach and rubs his fingers over my C-section scar from the twins, I squeeze my eyes shut. This is fucking killing me. He touches my ribs again, he makes his way up to my breasts, he just runs his fingertips over my nipples, they become hard and erect from just that little touch from his hands

He brings his hands down to around my waist and gently places his hands on my hips and pulls himself closer to me. He places tiny kisses on the bruising that covers my stomach. He moves over to my hips and ribs and places kisses on that area as well, he pushes himself back and moves to the other side and repeats. He eventually works his way back to the middle and kisses my stomach as though he’s kissing my uterus for the babies that I had been made to get rid of.

He doesn’t look at me but by the tone in his voice I know he is dead serious.

He whispers to my stomach, “I’m gonna kill him Elle” he stands up and doesn’t say another word. He walks nonchalantly into the bathroom. He closes the door behind him. I just stand there for a moment wondering are we done. Should I get dressed again? That’s when I hear all hell break lose. TJ is screaming, not saying nothing but just screaming at the top of his lungs. Glass is breaking, things are being thrown, and punches are landing against the wall. Toiletry items being pushed off the sink, landing and breaking all over the tile floor I hurry up and pull on my panties, shirt and shoes, I grab his shoes that I see by the bedroom door and I fly to the bathroom. I can’t see from the mascara tears that have blinded me. I throw the door open and see him standing in the middle of this enormous jumble of chaos that my words had created, I couldn’t keep my anger under wraps and I let everything except the most important secret out.

I look at TJ, he looks back at me; he’s huffing and puffing from the exertion, his eyes are bloodshot, his face is beet red. “Oh Jesus, TJ this is all my fault” I say through my tears. I walk over to him and ask him as pleasantly as possible “TJ….honey pick up your foot Sweetie, so that I can slip on your shoe, I don’t want you to cut yourself.” He obeys and I repeat the process of putting on his other shoe to get him out of this mess. We walk back through the bedroom and I grab some more jeans and a shirt for him. My clothes are fine, I grab them and head for the bedroom door. I open it and then shut it behind us and head for my suite so that I can get him showered and dressed, I did this; I needed to clean it up. We went into my room and I walked him into the bathroom. I went to the shower and turned on the water so that it could warm up.

I began to do what he did to me. I took off his shirt gently and when it stuck to his head I winced and apologized. I undid his pants and pulled them down leaving his boxers on. I removed his shoes before I pulled his jeans down his legs and then off his feet. Sitting on the side of the tub in his boxers I didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable so I thought I’d leave it up to him

“Would you like me to leave while you get in the shower?”

“I’m sorry Elle”

I stopped what I was doing and just stood there

“I’m so sorry baby” he said as he bent down and grabbed my cheeks in his hands and pulled me up to him.

“Shhhh, TJ…..Sweetie, none of this is your fault”

He was restraining himself, I could tell. His voice was shaky, his hands were wobbly and they didn’t know where to touch me. He was controlling himself by limiting his contact with me. He knew he was on the edge, as did I.

He still had my head in his hands as he pulled me up to his face, he touched his lips to mine still repeating over and over again. “I’m so sorry baby” as I was repeating “It’s ok, everything is fine”.

He sealed his lips over mine and began to swipe his tongue all through my mouth as though he was wiping away all the bad Bear had done to my mouth and I allowed him too. His kiss became harder as he started to lose control.  My hands flew up into his hair where I wrapped my fingers in to secure him in place I pushed him deeper into me. He broke the kiss and began to kiss down my neck with the lightest of kisses. “TJ babe, I’m not glass. As he continued kissing me he replied “Yes you are you should never have to hurt like this.” He began walking me backward as we passed by the shower he reached in and turned it off. I didn’t stop him. We continued walking straight back into my room. Our kisses so desperate for each other, we couldn’t get close enough. There was no turning back now. I couldn’t; I had to feel him within me. I needed to feel him. He curled his fingers around the bottom of my shirt, I lifted my arms to answer his unspoken question. I wanted him just as bad as he wanted me. We broke our kiss long enough to get my shirt over my head. My hands went down to the top of his boxers and began to push them down. His lips sucking my tongue deeper into his mouth, gently, he was nibbling against it. I unlocked my lips from his and was joined to him by my tongue and his lips. I smiled, this was my happiness. I felt his fingers dive into the corners of my panties when he let go of my tongue. “Say the words Elle, I have to hear them from you, I have to know that you want this just as bad as I do. This can’t be all just me” I looked him in the eyes for what seemed like minutes but was in fact seconds. I put my nose to his and opened my eyes to look in his and said it “Please TJ, I need you baby” he pulled my panties down and laid me gently on the bed. He continued kissing me as he reached down and pulled his boxers off. I grabbed around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist and allowed him to drag me up on the bed where he had better access. “TJ honey, please, I’m begging you here.” He began slowly nibbling my skin at my throat and worked his way down. He licked my right nipple and I bowed up into him. He brought it between his teeth and bit gently; teasingly. He worked his way over to the other side and worked that breast as well. He sucked and licked and bit, I closed my eyes and relished the emotions pouring out of him.

“I’ve missed this baby. You’re still so beautiful. You will never fully comprehend what you do to me. ” As he’s talking he kissing, slowly working his way down. I’m just listening to his words until I feel him blow gently against my clit. I retract up the bed and pull my knees up to my chest and yell “No….anything but that, you can’t do that, no putting your mouth on it”

He sits back on his knees and looks up to the ceiling but his eyes are closed

“Elle baby, I’ve done it before on you, please I have to taste you.”

I continually shake my head. “No, anything but that you can’t put your mouth on it.”

Frustrated, he asks “why, why can’t I put my mouth on it?”

I put my head down on my knees and tell him “He says it taste disgusting, he tells me it’s not clean”

All at once, in once swift move he grabs my legs and pulls them down to him so that I’m now laying on my back. My legs are out to each of his sides and he’s got his face buried in between my legs. His tongue is flat and he is lapping up every drop of wetness I produce. “I’m gonna make you come with my mouth and I’m going to drink you up, you understand me Elleny? This is beauty. This pussy right here.” Lick. “This is my heaven”. Lick. “This is my sanctuary.” Lick.  “My refuge.” Lick. “That mother fucker doesn’t even deserve to lay next to this treasure.” Lick, lick. “He will never in his entire fucking piece of shit life be worthy enough to put his fingers against this pussy.” He opens me up wider to get to my clit, he tickles it with the tip of his tongue. “Do you feel that baby? Do you feel how good that feels….my tongue licking up every bit of you? That’s how you make me feel. My mouth is against the most perfect jewel that will ever be found….and it’s all mine. The wealthiest of wealthiest men will never find a gem as perfect as yours. It’s so beautiful; pink and bulging, just for me Elle….every bit of it mine.”  He continues flicking his tongue against me. I am crying.  I’m not sure if it’s because of happiness, sadness, or because I’m getting ready to come or maybe a little of it all mixed together.

I unwrap my fingers from the sheets and run them through his hair. I push his head against me; I’m on the verge of coming so I begin to lift my hips up and down quickly against his tongue. “That’s it Elle, work that beautiful pussy against my tongue, and come all over my face. You look so gorgeous when you ride my tongue. Just as I am about to come he sticks two fingers slowly into me and that’s what it takes to push me over. I scream at the top of my lungs. It has been so long since I’ve climaxed like this, it’s overwhelming to me. He continues to lap up all my wetness, moaning that sexy moan as he does it. “Give it all to me babe, I want it all. Everything he’s taken from you. I’m giving it back.”

I pull him up to me and insert his rock hard shaft in me as he begins to push slowly into me. “Oh fuck Elle, I’m trying to take it slow, tell me if I hurt you”

I nibble on his ear as I whisper “Do it TJ, I need to feel you move inside of me”

He slowly enters me completely and doesn’t move. He pushes his arms up so he’s hovering over me “Do you feel that Elle, do you feel my cock deep within you? This is how deep you are within me. You are so deep within me Elle, I can’t find a way to get you out.” He begins to pull out; I bow towards him and close my eyes. “I want your eyes Elle” I wrap my arms around his neck and bring my mouth up to his. I lock eyes with him as my lips barely touch his; I ask the same questions he asked me that night, seventeen years ago; “Tell me you need me TJ” he kisses me as he begins to speed up his thrusting “Elleny, I need you so much baby. I can’t function without you. For seventeen years I’ve been sleeping then you were brought back to me and now I’m finally awake” He’s now thrusting in and out of me faster, his breathing is speeding up. “Tell me what you want TJ, describe it” “I want you beside me for the rest of my life, when I wake up, when I go to sleep. I want you to give me babies and I want to be able to share with you this love that is overflowing inside me.” I begin to tense, I feel my orgasm building. I know he feels it too because he begins to moan and starts telling me “Fuck baby you’re squeezing me so fucking tight, I’m gonna come.” He thrusts twice, three more times filling me up with every drop of him. He eventually stops moving and just stays inside of me. “Can I tell you something and please…don’t get mad or upset” TJ pushes himself back up again and he rolls his eyes at me “Yes, but hurry before I change my mind” I take a breath “When Bear was pushing himself in my mouth he kept asking me if I liked the taste of what real love was but it was the most disgusting taste I’ve ever tasted in my life. Love shouldn’t be disgusting and nasty….should it?” Looking me in the face I could see he didn’t set himself up for a question like that, he gently pulled himself out of me and bent back down so that his face was between my legs again. He began licking and tongue-fucking me, moaning again so sexy and erotic. It was beautiful. Then he came back over me and looked me in the eyes “Give me your mouth babe” I gave him my mouth. He stuck his tongue in. I could taste a part of him mixed with what must be a part of me and it wasn’t bad. It was sweet yet salty and had just a hint of bitterness. I swirled my tongue in his mouth to taste more of our combination. He broke the kiss “Do you taste that Elleny? That’s what real love tastes like. Pure, uncorrupted, virtuous, UNTAINTED. That’s what straight- from-your-fucking-soul-love tastes like. You got me?”

He wiped the tear from my face and licked it off his thumb as he whispered “Let me put you back together. Babe, you’re not broken your just damaged. Remember… bendable….not breakable” he says as he kisses my nose. I turn my head from him and say quietly “TJ, there’s so much that you don’t know. Things that are shattering.” “Then when the time is right we’ll get through it…..Let me heal you Elle” I closed my eyes and lay my head against his and think the words….out loud “OK”

 

 

 

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Lily of the Valley (Flowering #1.5) by Sarah Daltry

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Title: Lily of the Valley (Flowering, #1.5)

Author: Sarah Daltry

18+ New Adult romance

You met them in Forget Me Not. Now, hear Jack’s story.

Plagued by a dark past, Jack sees college as a way out. Desperate to escape the area where he grew up, the people who know his secrets, and his own family, he deals with his problems through alcohol and sex.

When he first sees Lily, she’s the epitome of everything he hates. Yet something about her makes Jack rethink everything he knows and assumes about other people. Now, with the help of his best friend and lover, Jack has to decide if he wants to pursue something that he knows will only end badly.

Can Lily be one of the few people who can see Jack for who he really is – or will his darkness be too much for her to handle?

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About The Author:

Sarah Daltry writes erotica and romance that ranges from sweet to steamy. She moves around a lot and has trouble committing to things. Lily of the Valley is her third full length novel, although she also has several story collections and two novellas available. Her other novels are Forget Me Not, the story that tells Lily’s version of events, and Bitter Fruits, which was available shortly, but is now in the contract phase with a major publisher. When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot of time checking Facebook for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and simply staring out the window.

Author Social Media Links:

Website: http://sarahdaltry.com

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Flowering 1.5 Teaser

At work, though, the people are real. Both the customers and the staff. During the busy times, we get more douchebags, mostly my classmates who probably should be in the library and not eating a hangover away. Mal is also on this morning. He’s a recovering alcoholic, a total asshole to nearly everyone, and an incredibly shitty employee in a lot of ways. But the dude can cook and when I walk in a couple minutes late with no explanation, Mal just shrugs and hands me an order.

“Big parties last night?”

“Huge party. I spent the night reading Dostoevsky.”

“He a scientist?” Mal flips over the largest slab of ham I have ever seen. For all the sort of dive element of this place, the food is still fucking great.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Eh. Never cared for all that mumbo jumbo. Don’t know any of it and I’m doing just fine.”

That’s something else I admire about Mal. By no one’s standards is he doing just fine. He has a tendency to fall off the wagon as soon as he approaches his ten month anniversary – which he has been doing for likely longer than I have been alive. He’s been married and divorced five times. He has three kids who don’t speak to him. Finally, he only eats the food from the café and he lives in a motel out by the prison. Oh – and he works as a short order cook in a shitty café. But in his mind, life is just fine. Sometimes, I think I need to get a hold of whatever it is that keeps him from losing his shit.

We settle into our routine, since there is little Mal and I can talk about. I can’t discuss Raskolnikov’s character traits and Mal simply has nothing to say. So we cook in silence, but it’s comfortable. After everything I have been through, I feel a strange affinity for this place. Even thinking about leaving when I eventually get the hell out of town makes me a little sad. I hate that it makes me sad. I want to leave with no connections, with no strings.

I go to stick an order on the counter for Liz when I see her. Strawberries. She’s with some dude, who is basically what I pictured when she mentioned her boyfriend. Broad, tan, blond, and eating like a fucking pig. I don’t know what they’re talking about and I can’t see her face, but he loves her. It’s immediately recognizable and I hate him for it. I don’t even know why I hate him for it, since at least maybe he’s not as much of a dick as I would have expected. If we had been placing bets, I would have gone with the safe assumption he had something else on the side to make up for having such a sweet and pure girlfriend. I wonder if maybe she isn’t as innocent as she looks. The thought makes me horny again. I don’t get what is so damn attractive about this typical girl, but something makes me want to taste every inch of her skin.

Dream Cast:

Alana Dream Cast Jack Dream Cast Lily Dream Cast

Top Ten:

Author’s Favorite Video Games:

  1. Borderlands 1 and 2
  2. Fallout 3
  3. Persona series
  4. Silent Hill series
  5. Final Fantasy series
  6. Skyrim
  7. Dragon Age series
  8. Mass Effect series
  9. Fable series
  10. Bioshock series

Author’s Favorite Bad Boys:

  1. Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights
  2. Jake Barnes from The Sun Also Rises
  3. Will from Infernal Devices
  4. Lord Byron
  5. The Scarecrow in Batman Begins
  6. Lucifer from Supernatural
  7. Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice
  8. James Dean
  9. Damon from Vampire Diaries
  10. V from V for Vendetta

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Interview with Sarah:

What inspired you to write your book?

I had written a short story about Derek and Lily and their first time called “Her Brother’s Best Friend.” It was just supposed to be a short erotic story. But it sold well, so I thought about writing more about the two of them. However, as I started writing Forget Me Not, the story would not work for me. Until I found Jack. And then the novel was over and there was just so much more to his story, so Lily of the Valley was born.

How did you come up with the title?

Forget Me Not and Lily of the Valley are both flowers, and the series is called Flowering. The reason is that it is about love, sexuality, and growing up – sort of blossoming into the person you will be. Forget Me Not also addresses the idea of leaving your life behind and moving on. And Lily is the main female character, so hence Lily of the Valley.

Is there a message in your novel that you  want readers to grasp?

People are complicated, as are relationships. The things we think we want sometimes turn out not to be what we want. In addition, the people we think we understand may surprise us. We can’t assume anything about love or each other. They are too complex.

What books have most influenced your life most?

The Catcher in the Rye, because it was the first time I understood that other people felt like me and it also said it was okay to be different. And The Sun Also Rises, because there can be beauty in suffering.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

Hemingway. I know he’s dead, but he knew how to write true.

What are your current projects?

I am writing Scandal, a contemporary romance about a teacher and an actor who find each other after they are both ruined by rumors, and I am waiting to release Bitter Fruits, a New Adult paranormal/urban fantasy romance in December through the publisher. I am also working on Immortal Star, the second book in that series.

What was the hardest part of writing your book?

Jack’s experiences and emotions are really closely tied to my own and it was hard to write some of his scenes.

If Hollywood made a movie about your life, whom would you like to see play the lead role as you?

Aubrey Plaza. She has the same type of biting sarcasm that I do.

If you had six months with no obligations or financial constraints, what would you do with the time?

Travel the world and write.

What kind of people do you dislike?

Anyone who is cruel to other people or creatures. People who assume their own reality is the only reality. And people who don’t read.

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Lethal Journey by Kim Cresswell

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Lethal JourneyLethal Journey by Kim Cresswell

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

The cops. The mob. The district attorney. Lethal Journey is an intricate and suspenseful thriller that offers an action packed thrill-ride with stunning revelations and a nail-biting conclusion!

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Lethal Journey
A Short Novel Thriller

Release Date: December, 2013
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A killer lurks in the shadows of Hyde Park, New York…waiting.

Manhattan District Attorney, Lauren Taylor, is about to take on the most important case of her career, prosecuting Gino Valdina, acting mob boss of New York’s most influential crime syndicate.

For three decades, Gino Valdina has led New York’s Valdina crime family. Since his recent indictment for murder, the leadership of the family is in turmoil, appalled by the death of one of their own, Gino’s wife, Madelina. Without the support of the family behind him, Valdina will do anything to save himself.

But Lauren soon discovers, things aren’t always as they seem when she’s tossed into a mystery, a deadly conspiracy that reaches far beyond the criminal underworld and a journey into the past makes her a target…and anyone she’s ever loved.

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Excerpt:

Eric slowed the Mustang to a crawl and searched the street for his informant, Jimmy Flame. This part of Brooklyn had it all―garbage, graffiti and gangs―a snake pit where debts were paid in blood. As it turned out, he spotted the lanky twenty-something-drug-dealer strolling up the sidewalk.

Eric didn’t trust the scar-faced kid dressed in clothes three sizes too big, but Jimmy knew the streets and somehow stayed clear of the gangs. A real miracle. He also knew Jimmy would be discreet, if he knew what was good for him.

Eric pulled the car over and stopped. Jimmy looked him square in the eye, turned, and kept walking.

Eric got out of the car and snatched the back of Jimmy’s shirt. “We need to talk.” He whirled him around.

“Hey, you promised you’d only come around at night.” Jimmy scanned up and down the street clearly worried someone might see him with a cop.

“It’s important. Get in.”

Jimmy hopped in the car and scrunched down low in the passenger seat.

Eric started the car and glanced at Jimmy’s low riding jeans. “How the hell can you wear those baggy-ass pants? They should be outlawed.”

“What man? You don’t like my gear? These pants are sick.” Jimmy ran his hand over his knee. “What’s so important?”

“Heard anything about prosecutor Stephen Taylor or the new district attorney?” Jimmy kept one hand clutched on the door handle.

Convinced the kid might bolt if he had the chance, Eric sped up.

“I ain’t heard nothing on the DA, but―”

“If you know something, spit it out. I’m not in the mood for games.” Eric glanced at him,

Jimmy’s shaved head glistened with sweat in the early morning sun.

“Man you’re gonna get me killed.” Jimmy sank back into the seat, his fingers tightened around the handle of the door. “Some dude was looking for someone to put the scare into Taylor and the DA. I never saw him, but one of my boys told the guy to hit the road. The deal didn’t smell right. Something was way off.”

“How did Paul Cassico end up dead?”

Jimmy lit a cigarette and took an extra-long drag. “Cassico is a small-time bookie, you know, neighborhood shit, horse races and fights. Valdina learned the guy would be cooperating with the feds so Valdina had one of his crew take him out.”

“Did Cassico ever mention who killed my father?”

“The stupid shit went around flappin’ his gums. Said he knew who shot the cop in the warehouse drug deal. He also said he’d make a large stash when he went to the cops.”

Eric’s heart pounded. “Did he give a name, Jimmy?”

“Nope.”

“I need to find the shooter.”

“I don’t wanna get involved with Valdina’s boys. You’re talking Mafia. Man, I’m too young to die.”

Eric could tell by the quiver in the kid’s voice, he was scared. Something he’d never seen before. “Has someone threatened you?”

“Not yet. They will as soon as I start asking questions.”

“You’re smart. You’ll find a way to get the info.” Besides, you piss me off, I’ll drag your drug-pedalling ass off to jail. You understand?”

Jimmy remained silent for a moment. “Man, you’re a hard-ass.”

“Find out what you can.” Eric steered the car into an empty parking lot and tossed fifty bucks at him. “I’ll be back in a couple of days and watch your back.”

As Eric pulled away, he heard Jimmy call him an asshole. Okay, he deserved that. And yeah, he was tough on the kid when he needed to be. It was all part of the job. He liked Jimmy, but he’d never admit it. From what he just witnessed, Jimmy was scared shitless and that worried Eric even more.

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About the Author:

newkim2012Kim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada. Trained as a legal assistant, Kim has been a story-teller all her life but took many detours including; working for a private investigator, running a graphic design business, and teaching computer classes at a local business school. After becoming disabled with Fibromyalgia and Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome, Kim returned to her first love, writing.
Her debut romantic thriller, REFLECTION, has won numerous awards including; UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013), Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner! (2004) and an Honourable Mention in CARWA’s The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006)

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Take My Hand by Nicola Haken

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Twenty-four year old Dexter Michaels has arrived in the UK for a fresh start – leaving everything and everyone he knows behind in the states. Determined to put right some of the wrongs he’ll never be able to forgive himself for making and make his Aunt Sarah – the only person left who still believes in him – proud, he lands in London with the intention of working hard, getting his degree and keeping himself to himself. He can’t destroy anybody else that way…

His heart and his body have other ideas however when he finds himself sitting next to nineteen year old Emily Barton in his Psychology class. Moving down south to find her own New Life, Emily is shy, smart and beautiful – everything Dexter knows he should stay away from… everything he knows would be too easy for him to break.

But she makes him feel things he’d forgotten even existed. She makes him laugh, smile, care… forget. Without her trying, and without him realizing, Emily has wound her way into the one place he swore to keep locked away forever – his heart. But can she stay there when she discovers the dark past he’s so determined to keep hidden from her? Or will he destroy her too, just like he always expected?

(Not recommended for younger readers due to language, drug/alcohol abuse and sexual content)

Meet the Author

Nicola HakenNicola lives in Rochdale, England with her husband and four children (and dog!). She is the author of two stand alone novels, Inevitable and Saving Amy, and is currently having fun working on her first series with book one, Take My Hand, to be released in October. When not reading or writing Nicola can usually be found carrying out her daily slave duties – cleaning, feeding the mob, cleaning a bit more etc… or watching The Twilight Saga for the fifty-billionth time 🙂

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Lethal Journey by Kim Cresswell

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Lethal Journey
A Short Novel Thriller

Release Date: December, 2013
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A killer lurks in the shadows of Hyde Park, New York…waiting.

Manhattan District Attorney, Lauren Taylor, is about to take on the most important case of her career, prosecuting Gino Valdina, acting mob boss of New York’s most influential crime syndicate.

For three decades, Gino Valdina has led New York’s Valdina crime family. Since his recent indictment for murder, the leadership of the family is in turmoil, appalled by the death of one of their own, Gino’s wife, Madelina. Without the support of the family behind him, Valdina will do anything to save himself.

But Lauren soon discovers, things aren’t always as they seem when she’s tossed into a mystery, a deadly conspiracy that reaches far beyond the criminal underworld and a journey into the past makes her a target…and anyone she’s ever loved.

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Excerpt:

Eric slowed the Mustang to a crawl and searched the street for his informant, Jimmy Flame. This part of Brooklyn had it all―garbage, graffiti and gangs―a snake pit where debts were paid in blood. As it turned out, he spotted the lanky twenty-something-drug-dealer strolling up the sidewalk.

Eric didn’t trust the scar-faced kid dressed in clothes three sizes too big, but Jimmy knew the streets and somehow stayed clear of the gangs. A real miracle. He also knew Jimmy would be discreet, if he knew what was good for him.

Eric pulled the car over and stopped. Jimmy looked him square in the eye, turned, and kept walking.

Eric got out of the car and snatched the back of Jimmy’s shirt. “We need to talk.” He whirled him around.

“Hey, you promised you’d only come around at night.” Jimmy scanned up and down the street clearly worried someone might see him with a cop.

“It’s important. Get in.”

Jimmy hopped in the car and scrunched down low in the passenger seat.

Eric started the car and glanced at Jimmy’s low riding jeans. “How the hell can you wear those baggy-ass pants? They should be outlawed.”

“What man? You don’t like my gear? These pants are sick.” Jimmy ran his hand over his knee. “What’s so important?”

“Heard anything about prosecutor Stephen Taylor or the new district attorney?” Jimmy kept one hand clutched on the door handle.

Convinced the kid might bolt if he had the chance, Eric sped up.

“I ain’t heard nothing on the DA, but―”

“If you know something, spit it out. I’m not in the mood for games.” Eric glanced at him,

Jimmy’s shaved head glistened with sweat in the early morning sun.

“Man you’re gonna get me killed.” Jimmy sank back into the seat, his fingers tightened around the handle of the door. “Some dude was looking for someone to put the scare into Taylor and the DA. I never saw him, but one of my boys told the guy to hit the road. The deal didn’t smell right. Something was way off.”

“How did Paul Cassico end up dead?”

Jimmy lit a cigarette and took an extra-long drag. “Cassico is a small-time bookie, you know, neighborhood shit, horse races and fights. Valdina learned the guy would be cooperating with the feds so Valdina had one of his crew take him out.”

“Did Cassico ever mention who killed my father?”

“The stupid shit went around flappin’ his gums. Said he knew who shot the cop in the warehouse drug deal. He also said he’d make a large stash when he went to the cops.”

Eric’s heart pounded. “Did he give a name, Jimmy?”

“Nope.”

“I need to find the shooter.”

“I don’t wanna get involved with Valdina’s boys. You’re talking Mafia. Man, I’m too young to die.”

Eric could tell by the quiver in the kid’s voice, he was scared. Something he’d never seen before. “Has someone threatened you?”

“Not yet. They will as soon as I start asking questions.”

“You’re smart. You’ll find a way to get the info.” Besides, you piss me off, I’ll drag your drug-pedalling ass off to jail. You understand?”

Jimmy remained silent for a moment. “Man, you’re a hard-ass.”

“Find out what you can.” Eric steered the car into an empty parking lot and tossed fifty bucks at him. “I’ll be back in a couple of days and watch your back.”

As Eric pulled away, he heard Jimmy call him an asshole. Okay, he deserved that. And yeah, he was tough on the kid when he needed to be. It was all part of the job. He liked Jimmy, but he’d never admit it. From what he just witnessed, Jimmy was scared shitless and that worried Eric even more.

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About the Author:

newkim2012Kim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada. Trained as a legal assistant, Kim has been a story-teller all her life but took many detours including; working for a private investigator, running a graphic design business, and teaching computer classes at a local business school. After becoming disabled with Fibromyalgia and Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome, Kim returned to her first love, writing.
Her debut romantic thriller, REFLECTION, has won numerous awards including; UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013), Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner! (2004) and an Honourable Mention in CARWA’s The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006)

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Trust, The Believe Series – Book One, by L Chapman

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Trust Synopsis

Lovely Megan Madden has lost her faith in men. But this has not kept her from the joy of her best friend’s upcoming wedding. While in London shopping for the big event, Megan’s life takes a surprising turn when a quick drink brings changes to her life she never saw coming. Join in the roller coaster of emotions Megan must endure as she attempts to regain her TRUST.

Who knew a quiet drink could change your life?

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About L Chapman
L. Chapman was born in and continues to live in North Yorkshire, United Kingdom. She has spent most of her life helping others. At one time, a DJ for a special needs club. Blending her love of helping others and her love of children, L. dreams to one day own and operate a childcare nursery that will help mainstream special needs children with others.
In the rare times that L. is not working to help others or maniacally writing, she enjoys making a mess of things while creating beautifully detailed greeting cards. She spends time relaxing with family, friends, and good books. L. loves to travel and has been to many places in the United Kingdom; her favorite places all involve the ocean. She hopes one day to share a kiss with her happily-ever-after in the romantic shadow of the Eiffel Tower. Should she ever get over her fear of flying, those kisses may be shared in the shadows of the Egyptian Pyramids.

Ever the fussy eater, L. has never once tasted peanut butter, and she despises coffee. If you should feel the need to bribe her, it is suggested that you bring chocolate, as that is one of her known weaknesses.

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Jenny has always wanted a fairytale life: the perfect house, her own Prince Charming and the wedding to go with it. After a five-year engagement Jenny and her fiancé Rich are counting down to the “Big Day”… And lets not forget one hell of a Hen Party. For Jenny her life as the perfect wife is all she has ever wanted but secrets are never far away…

Will Jenny make it to her own fairytale wedding…

All will be revealed in “Veiled”

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EXCERPT from Veiled


I made a speech prior to booking the wedding date that there would be no sex the week before we got married. I wanted our wedding night to be special. Now, I think I will be struggling with this decision. I plan to make sure I get plenty before our wedding week begins. I am wearing Rich’s favorite little black halter dress that barely covers my bum and shows just enough of my cheeks to drive him wild. He loves it. I have been a little bit naughty. Okay, very naughty. I am not wearing underwear and have added my black stilettos. Perfect. My hair is down, exactly the way he likes it, and no makeup. This is how my baby likes to see me.

“Honey, I’m home,” Rich yells as he comes through the door, looking all hot and sweaty from his run. He always goes for a three to five mile run after work. He is a fitness freak some-times, so I would love for him to take a day off from running once in a while..

“Hi,” I say leaning against the doorway in a suggestive manner, my arm above my head in the full-on come and get me pose. “Oh. Wow, are you trying to kill me, Jen?” He winks. “Never.” I giggle, hoping I am killing him. I plan to make that man work his ass off after dinner. “Quick shower and I am all yours, baby girl,” he says, placing a little peck on my lips before smacking my bum and running up the stairs. Rich began calling me baby girl the second time we saw each other. I can’t help but blush when he says it, even after all this time together. I sit myself on a bar stool in the kitchen and wait for him. He is only gone for five minutes because he takes quick showers when I am not with him. If I didn’t have a nice meal planned, I would join him. I might take him for another one later. “I am back, baby girl,” Rich announces as he walks into the kitchen wearing only black trousers. His bare chest on full display and his perfect back sparkling from the water that is left on him. His hair is also wet. He looks so… Food first. We need to eat first I try to convince myself.

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Lethal Journey by Kim Cresswell

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Lethal Journey
A Short Novel Thriller

Release Date: December, 2013
                          Pre-order in October

A killer lurks in the shadows of Hyde Park, New York…waiting.

Manhattan District Attorney, Lauren Taylor, is about to take on the most important case of her career, prosecuting Gino Valdina, acting mob boss of New York’s most influential crime syndicate.

For three decades, Gino Valdina has led New York’s Valdina crime family. Since his recent indictment for murder, the leadership of the family is in turmoil, appalled by the death of one of their own, Gino’s wife, Madelina. Without the support of the family behind him, Valdina will do anything to save himself.

But Lauren soon discovers, things aren’t always as they seem when she’s tossed into a mystery, a deadly conspiracy that reaches far beyond the criminal underworld and a journey into the past makes her a target…and anyone she’s ever loved.

___________________________________________________

Excerpt:

Eric slowed the Mustang to a crawl and searched the street for his informant, Jimmy Flame. This part of Brooklyn had it all―garbage, graffiti and gangs―a snake pit where debts were paid in blood. As it turned out, he spotted the lanky twenty-something-drug-dealer strolling up the sidewalk.

Eric didn’t trust the scar-faced kid dressed in clothes three sizes too big, but Jimmy knew the streets and somehow stayed clear of the gangs. A real miracle. He also knew Jimmy would be discreet, if he knew what was good for him.

Eric pulled the car over and stopped. Jimmy looked him square in the eye, turned, and kept walking.

Eric got out of the car and snatched the back of Jimmy’s shirt. “We need to talk.” He whirled him around.

“Hey, you promised you’d only come around at night.” Jimmy scanned up and down the street clearly worried someone might see him with a cop.

“It’s important. Get in.”

Jimmy hopped in the car and scrunched down low in the passenger seat.

Eric started the car and glanced at Jimmy’s low riding jeans. “How the hell can you wear those baggy-ass pants? They should be outlawed.”

“What man? You don’t like my gear? These pants are sick.” Jimmy ran his hand over his knee. “What’s so important?”

“Heard anything about prosecutor Stephen Taylor or the new district attorney?” Jimmy kept one hand clutched on the door handle.

Convinced the kid might bolt if he had the chance, Eric sped up.

“I ain’t heard nothing on the DA, but―”

“If you know something, spit it out. I’m not in the mood for games.” Eric glanced at him,

Jimmy’s shaved head glistened with sweat in the early morning sun.

“Man you’re gonna get me killed.” Jimmy sank back into the seat, his fingers tightened around the handle of the door. “Some dude was looking for someone to put the scare into Taylor and the DA. I never saw him, but one of my boys told the guy to hit the road. The deal didn’t smell right. Something was way off.”

“How did Paul Cassico end up dead?”

Jimmy lit a cigarette and took an extra-long drag. “Cassico is a small-time bookie, you know, neighborhood shit, horse races and fights. Valdina learned the guy would be cooperating with the feds so Valdina had one of his crew take him out.”

“Did Cassico ever mention who killed my father?”

“The stupid shit went around flappin’ his gums. Said he knew who shot the cop in the warehouse drug deal. He also said he’d make a large stash when he went to the cops.”

Eric’s heart pounded. “Did he give a name, Jimmy?”

“Nope.”

“I need to find the shooter.”

“I don’t wanna get involved with Valdina’s boys. You’re talking Mafia. Man, I’m too young to die.”

Eric could tell by the quiver in the kid’s voice, he was scared. Something he’d never seen before. “Has someone threatened you?”

“Not yet. They will as soon as I start asking questions.”

“You’re smart. You’ll find a way to get the info.” Besides, you piss me off, I’ll drag your drug-pedalling ass off to jail. You understand?”

Jimmy remained silent for a moment. “Man, you’re a hard-ass.”

“Find out what you can.” Eric steered the car into an empty parking lot and tossed fifty bucks at him. “I’ll be back in a couple of days and watch your back.”

As Eric pulled away, he heard Jimmy call him an asshole. Okay, he deserved that. And yeah, he was tough on the kid when he needed to be. It was all part of the job. He liked Jimmy, but he’d never admit it. From what he just witnessed, Jimmy was scared shitless and that worried Eric even more.

___________________________________________________

About the Author:

newkim2012Kim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada. Trained as a legal assistant, Kim has been a story-teller all her life but took many detours including; working for a private investigator, running a graphic design business, and teaching computer classes at a local business school. After becoming disabled with Fibromyalgia and Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome, Kim returned to her first love, writing.
Her debut romantic thriller, REFLECTION, has won numerous awards including; UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013), Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner! (2004) and an Honourable Mention in CARWA’s The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006)

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Distortion by Deena Remiel

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Welcome to the Blog Tour for my first romantic suspense novel, DISTORTION! To say I’m thrilled would be putting it mildly. You spoke and I listened! You wanted more Jamie and Hope, from the short story Picture Perfect, and I gave it to you in the form of a WHOLE NEW FULL-LENGTH NOVEL. If you’ve read Picture Perfect, part one of DISTORTION will seem a bit similar. But THAT’S where the similarity ends! From there, it gets darker, more sinister, more dire, and more intense.

Welcome to Disortion

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James White has it all, looks, brains, and a charming personality. But in his romance cover model’s world, those blessings have become a curse. A colleague has blurred the line between life in front of the camera and reality; distorting the truth, and turning a friendship into a dangerous obsession.

Hope Evans had a dream job, working with sexy, hot photographs; turning authors’ dreams into award-winning covers. When unexpectedly laid off, she must find her namesake in life … some kind of hope for her future. Can a birthday wish give her what she truly desires? They say be careful what you wish for.

Destiny brings Jamie and Hope what they’ve been seeking: each other. Fate also throws in a psychopath and her equally sinister sister, both hell-bent on making Jamie and Hope’s world a living hell.

A hero on thousands of romance covers; can he be one for real, when lives are on the line?

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Author PicIt was the mystique of Arizona’s history and landscape that called to Deena and catapulted her career as an author. When she’s not writing urban fantasy and paranormal romance novels in the wee, small hours of the morning or in the deep, dark of night, Deena teaches language arts to middle school students. She currently lives in Gilbert with her husband and two children, but New Jersey will always tug at her heartstrings. She loves connecting with her fans, so find her at deenaremiel.com.

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“Come celebrate the release of DISTORTION, a romantic suspense novel from best-selling author, Deena Remiel. Games, Prizes, FUN, FUN, FUN!

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Goodreads Link: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18406911-distortion

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/Distortion-ebook/dp/B00F6ZFXZQ

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/distortion-deena-remiel/1116885677?ean=2940148550389

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EXCERPT:

“Ow! Son of a bitch!” What the hell had she stepped on? Bending over, she looked down to find a large shard of a shell sticking up out of the sand. Damn it! She picked up her right foot to inspect it and watched as droplets of blood mixed in with the crushed shells and cigarette butts. Well, isn’t this just grand? So much for starting out on the right foot. The cut on her sole bled profusely, and she wasn’t quite sure how to staunch it other than cover it with her shirt. Thank goodness she’d worn a bathing suit underneath her clothes. But how to get back to her house? She snorted. Good question, Hope. Now what’s the answer?

She looked around for anyone that might be as crazy as she for coming out so early, but not a soul joined her. Great. Now what? Her foot throbbed in rhythm with her heart. She needed to get it washed, bandaged, and up in the air quickly. She searched around again, this time to see how close any of the beach houses were that dotted past the dunes. The one nearest had sea green shingles and a white wrap around porch. It had a very non-assuming and friendly look. She’d been judged by the book covers she created, so she figured the house may very well be a good reflection of its owner.

Hobbling through the sand and up the dunes gave her quite a workout. Every step she took made her wince and left a little token of her affection for the sea, a bloody footprint. Her once white tank top now wrapped clumsily around her foot, boasted a horrid shade of deep red. She reached the apex of the sand hill and saw the silhouette of a person sitting on the porch.

“Hello? Hello!” She waved her arms high in the air. “Excuse me; I could use a little help. I’ve cut my foot and I’m bleeding like a stuck pig.” The blob didn’t move. Did she mistake an outdoor statue for a person? She hoped not because she felt like crap at this point. Gathering her energy, Hope drew in a deep breath and projected her voice. “Excuse me! Can you help me, please? Hello? Oh….”

The world according to Hope whirled around her and spun out of control. Her body crumbled and rolled down the dune toward the house. Abruptly, all went dark.

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She soared through the clouds, catching the wind beneath her wings. Coming out of her fog, she realized instead that someone had been carrying her and walking at the same time. But who? Her brain swam like when she’d twirled a hundred times on the grass as a child. Opening her eyes, she looked up at her savior and thought she must still be in “La La Land.” A strong jawline, a straight nose, and five o’clock shadow graced the profile of a Greek god. A hairband captured dark brown hair at the base of his neck. Her foot twitched and she groaned.

“Easy now, I’ve got you. My name is James White and I’m just gonna bring you onto my porch to see to that foot of yours.”

“Oh, thank you, James. I’m Hope Evans. I don’t feel so well. I stepped on a shell. My foot is cut real bad.” Her head fell back onto his chest like a rag doll.

“Hi there, Hope. Don’t worry. I’m certified.” He laid her gently on a chaise lounge, grabbed a few pillows from some other chairs and placed them under her foot. “I’ll be right back. I need to get my first aid kit, and I think a cup of OJ for you to drink might help, too.” His smile reassured her that all would be well. He ducked inside giving her a chance to look around. She’d missed most of the sun rise, but she didn’t care anymore. Due to a kindhearted fellow, she’d found an angel at dawn instead.

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Windows by Emily Minton, Book One in The Coming Home Series

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Lucas Beck crawled through Melinda James’ window every night. Each time, gaining a piece of her heart and leaving a bit of his behind.

Lucas was in love with the girl next door, but he ruined any chance he had of making her his. So, he moved on without her.

Lindy gave her heart to the boy next door, but he left her humiliated and heartbroken. So, she started a new life without him.

They both head off to college, leaving the other behind. Lucas finds success then misery on the Football field. Lindy finds new love, but it never feels quite right.

Years later, Lucas and Lindy find themselves back in their hometown. Will Lindy open her window again and give Lucas another chance?

Expected Publication Date: October 5, 2013

Goodreads Link:  http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18249660-windows

***This novel contains adult situations and may not be appropriate for readers under eighteen.***

 

Emily MintonI am the proud mother of two lovable but irritating teenagers. I have been married for over twenty years, but I would gladly trade my husband for Tatumn Jackson any day!

If you are wondering who that is, you need to read Sweet Dreams by KA now. Kristen Ashley is my queen!

I love to read. I am a complete mommy porn junkie! I have more books on my kindle than most people could read in a lifetime, but I will get to them all eventually!

I am also an avid blogger. I love to share my favorite books and pimp my favorite authors.

I have just finished writing my first book with the amazing Dawn Martens. I hope you all enjoy Whiskey Lullaby! I also just finished my first solo book, Windows.

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