Friday, January 9, 2015
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Thursday, October 23, 2014
Friday, September 19, 2014
Holly Madison by Jen Khan is LIVE!!!
I'm Holly. I wear pencil skirts, heels, and never have a hair out of place. Well, that was until I met Tristan Holt. Now, my hair is always a freakin' wreck, whether it's due to being on the back of his motorcycle, or because he's pullin it. He's a dominant one. Either way, he's changed me, helped me to step outside of my comfort zone.
He's also a player, bad boy type who runs his own MMA gym on the outskirts of Tryon. His very own fight club, if you will. I wonder if there are rules there like in the movie. It's probably not that cool.
The man infuriates me, sets my blood to boil. I let him worm his way into my thoughts and my heart like a stupid, stupid little girl. Even worse? I can tell he is falling for me. That is, until he finds out about my secret.
Now, in my defense, I didn't even know it was as bad as it is until all of the horrifying pieces are put together.
My father continues to ruin my life one effing blow after another from the comfort of his very own jail cell. Oh yeah, I didn't tell you that he murdered a woman, did I? Well, watch how that blows up in my face.
***Warning*** This book is intended for adults 18 years and older. Descriptive sexual content and language.***
Before I knew it, I found myself pinned to the wall holding my breath, covering my mouth so that I didn’t scream at the top of my lungs.
Asshole.
The leggy blonde who I will now refer to as Giggles, because she giggled incessantly was well…giggling. Tristan was moaning. How the hell could he go from me last night to that in there tonight?
I heard the sound of a zipper followed by a male hiss and a female giggle/gasp. I thought I was going to be sick. My eyes roamed the hall leading to the office taking in the clothing that was discarded throughout. Then her lacy bra went sailing through the air in what seemed to be slow motion, like in one of those Bruce Willis action flicks, landing poetically at my feet.
My mouth watered and I could feel the bile slowly trudging up my throat. I needed to get the hell out of there and fast.
I squeezed my eyes and covered my ears when she giggled.
Again.
It was time to make my escape. I tilted my head back, opened my eyes looking to the heavens for guidance and thought, “God are you there? It’s me, Holly.” Nothing. “No?”
Of course not.
“Leave your message after the beep” was more like the response I was used to.
I skirted by the office unnoticed only to be captured by Giggles’ lacy bra that had tangled itself firmly around my ankle and held on for dear life. I lifted my leg doing a one legged hop trying to shake it off but the damn thing wouldn’t give up. It had me in a death grip. I reached down, grabbed the bra, peeled it from my ankle and slung it behind me as I ran out the back door.
.png)
Jen Khan is that very unassuming gal at first sight due to her quiet nature, but look out when she lets you into her world. Buckle up and get ready for an adventure. You will find her at a party, or just out and about with friends sitting in the corner taking a minute to assess her surroundings and the people in it before she dives in with her quick witt, charm and slinging her endless supply of sarcasm. She's a mom, aunt, teacher, dancing puppet to little people, chauffer, walking ATM, and master of all things domestic. She loves her son, family, friends, wine, giggling, singing out of tune and dancing like a fool. She has a zest for life that rubs off on everyone in her presence.
Jen has always been an aspiring writer/author. She woke up one morning realizing that it was time to make it happen. She is a teacher by trade which allowed her to put her skills to use. You will find adventure, suspense and always romance in her books.
Jen lives in Northern Virginia with her son. When she needs a break from the daily chaos of her life, you can most likely find her going out for a run, on her treadmill or with her beloved Kindle in hand.
HOSTED BY:
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Forever & More COVER REVEAL by Tabetha Thompson
Title: Forever & More (book 2 in the Friend Zone Series)
Author: Tabetha Thompson
Release Date: September 29
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Hosted by Author Liaisons
♦Synopsis♦
It’s a time for new beginnings, a time for change, but things don’t always go as planned. How do you pick up the pieces of your heart and move on when you can't find them all? Chloe recovers from her physical injuries, but does that mean she's healed? How much longer can Skye sit back and watch the only woman he loves slowly kill herself? Lines are crossed and souls are shattered, but when you have faith in those you love, nothing is completely lost. Happily ever after's come to those who work for it. It’s not something that is handed out freely. For it to be worth something, you have to earn it.
♦About the Author♦
About me? Huh well what can I say. I'm a twenty-nine-year-old stay at home mother of two beautiful girls and I have the opportunity to share my stories with you…
My children are amazing. There isn’t a day that goes by that they don’t challenge my husband and I or make us laugh and feel loved. Growing up the way I did, I never wanted kids, but they’re here and I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world for. God has truly blessed my family and me.
My husband Bill is the levelheaded one; he’s always so calm and logical, whereas I'm the loud-mouthed spaz that doesn’t know when to shut up. He was my saving grace in a time when I really needed one. I honestly believe he is my gift from God. He’s everything I've ever wanted: smart, kind, loving, PATIENT, (lord knows he needs it living with me) and so very supportive!
I'm a firm believer in going through life’s tragedies and blessings so that you can become the person you were meant to be. Writing has always been a hidden passion of mine and I am so thankful that I finally have the opportunity to share my stories with you.
♦Social Media Links♦
Purchase More Than Friends (Friend Zone Book 1)
Friday, September 12, 2014
Beautiful One by Mary Cope
Title: Beautiful One
Author: Mary Cope
Transformation, empowerment, love and music come together in the book, Beautiful One.
Elizabeth Ryan is a beautiful, shy, naïve high school senior. Having never dated she meets the boy of her dreams, Aidan Mitchell. Despite his history of womanizing Liz is drawn to him. Soon Liz becomes the envy of all the girls on campus, when they become a couple and her dream boyfriend sweeps her off her feet and into the dating world that is all too new and strange for her. When other guys start to take notice of Liz, Aidan is troubled with fits of jealousy.
Elizabeth then meets the ruggedly handsome, Spencer Hayes and they quickly bond over their passion for music. Liz begins to struggle with the feelings that spark between them.
In the end Elizabeth finds herself torn between helping Aidan overcome his jealousy and anger and giving into what her heart truly wants.
Amazon | B&N | iBooks | Kobo | Smashwords
The faint sounds of a guitar drifted through the walls of my bathroom as I savored the last of the hot water before it became lukewarm. Stepping away from the spray, I turned the shower knob and watched the droplets trickle down the drain. Inhaling a deep breath my mind focused on one thing. Aidan Mitchell.
Hearing Mason’s band practicing meant he would be here. I was ninety-nine percent sure Aidan wouldn’t blow off their practice. He knew how serious my brother was about the band, but he also had been avoiding me for days.
The past week had been awful. I was determined to talk to him. All I wanted was a few answers. My emotions had run the gamut from confusion, frustration, regret, and sadness… sadness consumed me most of all, at night usually, and I was exhausted from it. But at this moment all I felt was anger. Anger was good. It was certainly better than pain.
As I rushed down the hallway, the floorboards creaked beneath my feet and the walls began to vibrate with the beat of Derek pounding on the drums. When I entered my room the music was deafening, but today I didn’t mind. I untwisted the blue-and-white-polka-dot towel from my head and tossed it to the floor.
The deep conditioner I used helped my fingers glide through my long damp curls. If I was going to confront Aidan, I wanted to look my best. No Frizzy Lizzie for me. That nickname, coupled with my big butt, had tormented me, growing up in a beach town surrounded by beautiful people. I had longed to look like a typical California girl: tall, blond, perfect. But, with dark hair and bordering on five feet three inches, that was never going to be me.
After I blow-dried and flat-ironed my hair, I took off my purple robe and draped it over my desk chair. I slipped on a pair of jeans… yes, slipped them on. I didn’t have to tug, pull, or jiggle my butt to get in my pants anymore. When I easily pushed the button through the top of my jeans, it still made me smile. I couldn’t even count how many times I had to lie on my bed and suck in my stomach so I could zip up a pair of pants. Every time I slipped them on, I never took it for granted. I had worked my butt off… literally. I put on my bra and a green sweater before I pulled on my boots.
I rushed downstairs to the door that led to the garage. Thinking about confronting Aidan and having to stare into those piercing blue eyes started to intimidate me. But this was my chance. I knew he was a few feet behind the door, and I needed to deal with him. Before I completely lost my nerve, I inhaled a deep breath and exhaled then pushed open the door.
The stream of sunlight coming in through the open garage door blinded me for a moment. With squinted eyes, I made a beeline to the old brown sofa in the corner. My heart was beating so fast it almost seemed in tempo with Derek pounding the drums. I scooted over our yellow Labrador, Maggie, and wedged myself between her and the arm of the couch. Finally, I looked up to focus my attention on Aidan.
He didn’t show.
I sunk my head back into the cushions, exhaling a deep, long sigh, trying to rid the tension from my body. The guys were practicing their newest song. Indie-Alternative was their style, and they called themselves Random Plan. I glanced at Mason and could tell he was angry. I mouthed the word “Aidan?”
Mason just shook his head.
“Derek!” The tone in my brother’s voice made me sit up straight. “Derek!” Mason snapped again.
Finally Derek stopped and silenced his cymbals.
“What?” He lifted the front of his black t-shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead, exposing his six-pack. His brown eyes bored into Mason’s. “Hey! Just ‘cuz you’re ticked off at the pretty boy, don’t take it out on me.”
Derek reached back and grabbed a water from an old bookcase that held a few water bottles, electrical cords, an old CD player, and a collection of CDs. “Hey, Kyle, ya want one?”
Kyle nodded and Derek tossed one across the garage to where he stood behind the keyboard.
“Mason?”
“Yeah, I’ll take one… Sorry, Derek.”
Derek gave Mason a head nod and tossed him a bottle. He took a sip while Derek chugged his down.
“Okay, start again.” Mason commanded.
Derek picked up his sticks and began tapping.
I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and listened to the music. Funny, I’d come into the garage so fearless it almost made me laugh. Who would have thought the once-overweight Elizabeth Ryan would stand up to the likes of Aidan Mitchell? I smiled to myself, allowing my mind to drift back to the time when I’d found it hard to even look at him...
Mary Cope is a freelance writer of romance. Her book, Beautiful One, is the first in a planned trilogy. She is currently writing, Beautiful Mess and Beautiful Life will follow.
Mary enjoys spending time with her family, baking gourmet cookies, listening to music and taking long walks with her yellow Labrador, Maggie.
HOSTED BY:
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)