Monday, June 30, 2014

Guest Post and Giveaway: Fighting Fate by Carrie Ann Ryan




Hi Everyone!! I'm excited to have both author Carrie Ann Ryan and Logan Anderson with us today!! I'm going to sit back and enjoy this interview that Carrie Ann is going to have with Logan. I suspect its going to be interesting!! 


Every once in a while I like to step back and interview my characters. Yes, that seems I’m talking to myself while I do so, but shh. Every author has a right to be a little eccentric. Right? Tee hee. So who am I interviewing today? From Fighting Fate, I have my hero Logan!

Carrie Ann: Hi, Logan. Thanks for taking the time to sit with me.

Logan: Thanks for having me.

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Blog Tour and Giveaway: The Saint by Tiffany Reisz

I'm extremely pleased and honored to have Author Tiffany Reisz with us here today! 


Q: If Søren and Eleanor could each change something about each other what would it be?
A: I don’t think they’d change anything about each other. They’re too smart for that. A person is a tapestry of traits. You pull one thread and it all unravels. To quote Shakespeare, “Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.”

Q: If Søren could dress Eleanor in anything he wanted what would it be?
A: He loves it when she dresses up and tries to look beautiful. I think he’d love to see her in a wedding dress just once and worn just for him.

Q: Music definitely has a place in THE SAINT. Did your personal music taste (or your playlist) affect your writing?
A: I played cello for nine years from middle school through college so I have an intimate understanding of classical music. I gave Søren my love of classical and baroque music. So yes, absolutely my personal taste has influenced the books. Nora got my sense of humor. Søren got my taste in music and my theology.

Q: Can you share your playlist?
A: If I had to create a soundtrack for my books, it would include the following:
THEME SONG: "Missionary Man" by the Eurythmics
“Stay with Me” Shakespeare’s Sister
“Please Don’t Go” Barcelona
“Poison and Wine” The Civil Wars
“Stroke Me” Billy Squire (I hear this song every time I write Kingsley walking somewhere in his sexy boots)
“Could I Be Your Girl?” Jann Arden (Eleanor’s theme in The Saint)


Thank you so very much Tiffany for stopping by and hanging out with us today!!
Alright Fabulous Friends of mine! Below is the information for "The Saint" as well as the links! Make sure to add it to your Goodreads shelf and grab a copy while you're at it!! Also get to know Tiffany more via her links below! Don't forget to enter the giveaway!


The Saint coverBefore she became Manhattan's most famous dominatrix, Nora Sutherlin was merely a girl called Eleanor…

Rebellious, green-eyed Eleanor never met a rule she didn't want to break. She's sick of her mother's zealotry and the confines of Catholic school, and declares she'll never go to church again. But her first glimpse of beautiful, magnetic Father Marcus Stearns—Søren to her and only her—and his lust-worthy Italian motorcycle is an epiphany. Eleanor is consumed—yet even she knows being in love with a priest can't be right.
But when one desperate mistake nearly costs Eleanor everything, it is Søren who steps in to save her. When she vows to repay him with complete obedience, a whole world opens before her as he reveals to her his deepest secrets that will change everything.

Danger can be managed—pain, welcomed. Everything is about to begin.




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About The Authors:


Tiffany Reisz
Tiffany Reisz is the author of the highly acclaimed series The Original Sinners. Her first novel, THE SIREN, won the RT Editor's Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance of 2012. Slightly shameless, Tiffany dropped out of a conservative Southern seminary in order to pursue a career as a writer. This move, while possibly putting her eternal salvation in peril, has worked out better than she anticipated. She lives in Portland, Oregon with her boyfriend, author Andrew Shaffer.


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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Release Day Blitz and Giveaway: It's All About The Tiffanys!!


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It's All About The Tiffanys!!


Titles: 
The Saint by Tiffany Reisz & Beyond The Velvet Rope by Tiffany Ashley

Release date: June 24th, 2014


About The Saint by Tiffany Reisz:

The Saint coverBefore she became Manhattan's most famous dominatrix, Nora Sutherlin was merely a girl called Eleanor…

Rebellious, green-eyed Eleanor never met a rule she didn't want to break. She's sick of her mother's zealotry and the confines of Catholic school, and declares she'll never go to church again. But her first glimpse of beautiful, magnetic Father Marcus Stearns—Søren to her and only her—and his lust-worthy Italian motorcycle is an epiphany. Eleanor is consumed—yet even she knows being in love with a priest can't be right.
But when one desperate mistake nearly costs Eleanor everything, it is Søren who steps in to save her. When she vows to repay him with complete obedience, a whole world opens before her as he reveals to her his deepest secrets that will change everything.

Danger can be managed—pain, welcomed. Everything is about to begin.



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About Beyond The Velvet Rope by Tiffany Ashley:

The Velvet Rope coverWelcome to Club Babylon: where the A-list VIPs come to play

Scoring a gig at Miami's Club Babylon is a fantasy come true for New York promoter Thandie Shaw. The hottest club on the strip is a magnet for major South Beach movers and shakers. And Thandie's about to meet the biggest player of them all.

Babylon owner Elliot Richards is macho, arrogant, sexist—everything Thandie doesn't want in a boss or lover. Elliot is also the most erotic man who's ever wanted to take her to bed. But Thandie's no fool. Even as he tries to seduce her into a world of intense and shocking passion, she knows it's too good to last…especially after she uncovers Elliot's explosive secrets.

Thandie's going down a dangerous road, and she's risking a lot more than her career. Torn between doubt and desire, will she have to pay the ultimate price?
Darkly sensual and deeply moving, Beyond the Velvet Rope takes you into a world of uncontrollable desire and unexpected consequences.

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About The Authors:

Tiffany ReiszTiffany Reisz
Tiffany Reisz is the author of the highly acclaimed series The Original Sinners. Her first novel, THE SIREN, won the RT Editor's Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance of 2012. Slightly shameless, Tiffany dropped out of a conservative Southern seminary in order to pursue a career as a writer. This move, while possibly putting her eternal salvation in peril, has worked out better than she anticipated. She lives in Portland, Oregon with her boyfriend, author Andrew Shaffer.

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tiffany ashleyTiffany Ashley

As a child, Tiffany always dreamed of writing her own novels. Having possessed a passion for books, her desire to become a published author is now a reality. Her first novel, Love Script, released in 2007, received rave reviews. Known for her steamy and sometimes emotionally exhausting interracial romances, Tiffany looks forward to a long and adventurous career. Tiffany lives in Dallas, Texas where she continues to write her novels.

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Blog Tour: "Little Red" by Trista Jaszczak




Little Red
(Believe Series, Bk #1)
By Trista Jaszczak

Blurb: 

Samantha Wentworth has one mission in life; to get as far away as she possibly can from her troubled past. 

When she finds herself on the Louisiana bayou she runs straight into the arms of a very sexy Big Bad Wolf that she just can’t seem to resist. 

Will Samantha continue on her journey, or does the full moon have other plans in store for her?







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Excerpt 

​I’d misjudged my mileage, and with no gas gauge, I’d had no way of telling when I’d run out of gas. I’m luckily able to roll my bike to a slow and steady stop off on the shoulder of the road. I shake my head, wanting to give myself a good hard kick for not being more careful. I glance around as I hop off. Figures I am surrounded by nothing but woods and, my guess, swamps, and am nearly twenty miles away from any town. This isn’t exactly what I had in mind when I said I would make use of the tent in my saddlebags. I let out an exasperated sigh as I undo the chinstrap to my helmet, yanking it off my head, and let my hair fall around my shoulders. I bite down on my lip and contemplate. I can’t leave my bike here on the side of the road. I can’t walk 20 twenty miles and back just for gas with it already so dark out, either. I have no choice. I’ll walk my bike into the woods and set up camp. People do this all the time, right? No big deal. It’s not like the big bad wolf will jump out and get me. 
I gaze into the woods. Darkness has already fallen over the trees. They stand silent and still, as even the animals, it seems, have all gone quiet for the night. I laugh off the thought of the big bad wolf. I guess it’s alligators I have to watch for down here. Or, is it crocodiles? I shiver, put on a brave face, and straddle my bike once more. It’ll take all my strength to waddle it down the ditch and into the woods over the uneven terrain. I figure a short way off the side of the road and into the woods and I should be fine. Enough to be out of the line of traffic, but not enough to get myself terribly lost. 
As I wiggle the bike down the small slope, I begin to exert myself on the flat, but rough terrain as I push the bike forward, throwing my petite body into it as much as I can. I grunt as I give one more strong push forward. The bike lurches along slowly as my helmet clangs against the already scratched black paint. I groan, aggravated with myself more than ever for letting the gas tank get bone dry.
“What in the hell are you doing?” 
I stop dead in my tracks. I hadn't heard a single footstep, not even a twig. I swallow hard and throw myself off the bike, flipping out the kickstand as I do.
I turn slowly to see a rugged looking man staring hard at me. His dark washed jeans are splattered with dirt and debris at the bottom, suggesting that he has been romping in the woods beyond. His heavy boots are caked in a layer of thick mud that’s starting to dry in certain spots. He places his hands on his hips, making his leather jacket open to display a well-fitted tee shirt; defined chest muscles are visible even under the moonlight. His gray eyes shine and shimmer under the light of the full moon as they glare at me in an almost threatening way. No, not threatening. Warning me of something, and somehow worried. His brown hair is styled fairly nice, which is surprising considering the five o’clock shadow on his face. He’s much larger than me. Well, almost everyone is larger than me, but he must be over 6 feet tall. Huge, compared to my tiny 5’5” frame. 



About The Author

Trista Jaszczak is the Amazon.com bestselling author of Loverboy and the highly anticipated release Little Red, coming June 13th.


She is an Air Force spouse and mother to two mischievous and rambunctious little girls. She is creative by nature and not only writes, but is a photographer who braves the cold to chase the northern lights. She also plays guitar and sings, two things that have become a favorite past time of hers when she’s not behind the glowing screen of her computer. And, though she considers it just a hobby, loves to sketch and paint. 

She is originally from Hamilton, Ohio but calls home where ever the Air Force sends her. She currently resided in Anchorage, Alaska where she finds endless inspiration in the pure Alaskan wilderness. Though the rain can seem endless in the fall, and the constant daylight is a burden in the summers, she considers it a privilege to live there.  

When Trista isn’t writing, she loves to spend her time with her family in the vast Alaskan outdoors, plucking away at her old guitar, working out in the gym, or baby her two over-grown Labrador puppies. She loves the great outdoors, the moon, old movies,  and music. She loves being creative, practicing her photography, and wildlife. If you need to get in touch with her, since her life is 10 ways of crazy right now, you can always.


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Sunday, June 22, 2014

Book Review: Darkest Flame (Dark Kings #1) by Donna Grant

Darkest Flame
(Dark Kings Series, Bk  #1)
By Donna Grant

Blurb: 
The Dark Kings have fought for centuries to preserve their dragon magic. But one of the most powerful warriors of his kind will be put to the ultimate test. Is he strong enough to resist his greatest temptations? Or will he be forced to surrender - body and soul?

Her beauty is a weapon

Denae Lacroix is a beautiful MI5 agent on a deadly mission. Sent to the Scottish Highlands to spy on the mysterious Dreagan Industries, she discovers too late that she’s been set up - as human bait. She is an irresistible lure for a man who has not seen or touched a woman for centuries. He is a man with a destiny - and a desire - that could destroy them both...

His passion is a curse...

It’s been twelve hundred years since Kellan has walked among humans - and there’s no denying the erotically charged attraction he feels for Denae. But as a Dragon King, he is sworn to protect his secrets. Yet the closer he gets to this smart, ravishing woman, the more her life is in danger. All it takes is one reckless kiss to unleash a flood of desire, the fury of dragons…and the fiercest enemy of all. 




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Viviana's Review:
Okay, so this is officially the fist book I've read from Donna Grant. Gasp, I KNOW!!! And what a way to start!!! Kickass heroine who is independent and literally kicking ass from the very beginning! Throughout the book the females are strong and independent yet, still have the vulnerability needed for you to like them!

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Guest Post & Giveaway: Ash to Steele by Karen-Anne Stewart


Hi Everyone! Please welcome Author Karen-Anne Stewart to Enchantress Of Books! 


The Consequences of Taking a Risk:

The world exhales new choices every day, and we filter them, from the everyday mundane to the life altering.  Most choices come with trivial risk, but those are the ones that don’t really count, the ones that don’t make any lasting impact, the ones that don’t breathe life to who you are to become.  Every living person will be faced with choices that hold the power to transform life as he/she knows it.  The question is, are you willing to take that risk, to endure the consequences…both good and bad?  

Confession:  I was a timid child, spending my life avoiding anything that could rock the proverbial boat.  I didn't like confrontation; I still don’t.  Years of chances were wasted because I was too afraid to take a risk, too afraid of having to deal with what people might think of my choices.  Like everyone else, I had enough drama in my life from choices that were made beyond my control, so why should I bring more on myself? Looking back, I cringe at my cowardice.  It took longer than I’d ever like to admit for me to finally rupture the binds of apprehension and grasp the chances I worked so hard to obtain, excepting the risks involved…damning the fear and bravely embracing the consequences even though my heart pounded and hands trembled. 

When you take a risk and put yourself out there, you are setting yourself up to be judged in ways you never even dreamed of before, but you’re also giving yourself the most amazing gift: the freedom to truly live.  Will you crash and burn?  Hell yeah, and it will hurt like the dickens when you do, but you’ll also soar beyond the boundaries of restraints, inhibitions, and self-doubt.  The ride will be exhilarating, soul wrenching, and liberating.  The ups and downs and twists and turns will, at times, feel overwhelming, but it’s worth it, even if for the sole reason that, for a moment, you experienced life at its most brutal and beautiful…you really lived. 

I look at my daughter and burst with pride at her fearless nature.  She is full of compassion and sincerity but she is also full of self-assurance and doesn't base what she says, wears, how she looks, or how she lives life by the boundaries of society.  I pray she never changes.  My little sisters are the same, beautifully unique and courageous.  They have all already thrown their fears aside and have accomplished amazing feats because they chose to take risks despite those fears.   They are only 10, 12, and 14….I guess my point is, it doesn't matter how young or old you are to take a chance, to be willing to completely throw yourself out there, utterly exposed, and take that risk to do what your soul screams to achieve.  You are never too young or too old to dream, which means you are never too old to follow those very same dreams.  To throw in some cliché’s (they exist for a reason, ya know!), live life to the fullest, turn your face to the sun, and give yourself wings.  Live by those cliché’s but don’t become one.  


Thank you so much Karen-Anne for visiting with us again. All before you go, scroll down to find out more about "Ash to Steele", read an excerpt, Karen-Anne and enter the giveaway. 






Blurb:

Emma

Who I am and all I believe is marred with just one glance into angry, steel blue eyes. He seems to control my air, my ability to breathe. He makes me crave everything I know is a sin. Pure becomes tainted and lines are blurred. It's my fault; I'm the one who isn't strong enough. I've been damaged...broken. Breck's words haunt me...'There's a consequence for every choice you make.'

Breck

I've had so many women I can't even remember over half of their names, but none of them are mine; I make damn sure of that. I take what I desire and never look back. I don't need or want anyone, ever...not until I met Emma. Those eyes bore into what's left of my soul and her touch sears me, weakens me. I want to hate her for that. She is my ruin...my sweetest hell. 

Disclaimer: Intended for readers 18+ due to strong language, mature scenes, and some violence.



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Angrily opening my eyes, I slam my palms against the floor, not wanting to think of last night, of Emma, or how beautiful she looked without make-up and wearing those old, torn jeans and worn-out jacket.  I wanted to kiss her.  That goes against all my rules.  No kissing, no personal shit, just sex.  Lots of sex. Seeing her bare skin through the holes in those jeans made me thirst for sex.  I could taste her.  Her phantom flavor bursts on my tongue even now.  There was nothing remarkable about the modest amount of skin I saw.  Hell, the holes weren't even near intimate areas, but seeing her tan skin made me want to see all of her, lying on the bed for me.  Just for me.  That’s another cardinal sin, none of them are mine, I make damn sure of that. 

There’s an unending supply of women who are willing to follow the rules and service my needs, so thoughts of Emma getting in my way doesn't make any sense.  Only pansy asses like Jason believe in love at first site, swearing that’s what happened between him and Jess.  That’s bullshit.  Love is bullshit.

Emma is different, possibly innocent, or at least more innocent than the others.  Maybe that’s what’s screwing with my head.  I've grown too accustomed to women who are anything but innocent. Debased.  That’s what I prefer, what I’m used to, what I need. There’s only one way to get her poison out of me…I will make her like the others.



About the Author

Author of New Adult Romance who doesn't shy away from writing about dark issues and hot heroes.

Karen-Anne Stewart has always adored reading and has now fallen in love with writing. Her written works are The Rain Trilogy: Saving Rain, Healing Rain, and After the Rain, and the newly released stand alone novel, Ash to Steele. Her debut novel, Saving Rain: The First Novel in The Rain Trilogy, was a nominee for the Book Junkie’s Choice Awards, and Saving Rain and After the Rain were nominees for the 2014 RONE Awards. 

When Karen-Anne isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with her family and friends, hiking, and visiting new places. She fuels her addiction of creating new stories by her only other addiction, caffeine, and listening to a myriad of musical genres. Tucked away near the Blue Ridge Mountains, Karen-Anne lives with her husband, daughter, two dogs, and their cat. She plans on writing new adult romance as long as her fingers maintain dexterity. 


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Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Temp Me Tuesday with Mad Hatter Reads 6/17/2014

Tempt Me Tuesday  

Happy Tuesday Everyone!! 
Please help me welcome Mad Hatter! 
If you all haven't met.... Mad Hatter this is everyone! They are great!! Everyone this is Mad Hatter, friend, fellow blogger and all around AWESOME!!
Now that introductions have been completed, lets find out what she has for us today on this 
Temp Me Tuesday!! 

I’m giddy this week! I’ve been counting down the days for my Atticus and Oberon fix…and now Shattered is here! *muppet flail* Woohoo!!! Now that you all know what is my major temptation this week, what’s yours? Did it make my list or is it something that I need to be checking out? Leave me a comment with your temptation :)

Release Day Blitz: Wrecked by Emily Snow

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Synopsis

Two years ago, Evie’s sister died, leaving her lost. Existing without really living. Coping the only way she knew how: by wrecking things. Last year, Evie exposed her dad’s affairs, finished ripping apart her relationship with her longtime boyfriend, and completely ruined her music scholarship. But today, she’s reinventing herself at her new university. Desperate to break away from all the destruction she’s caused, Evie’s ready to start over. For her sister, who never even had a chance. And for herself. Then Rhys, her new voice instructor, happens. He’s gorgeous and insanely talented, but he’s also a part of the dark past Evie is trying to overcome. Rhys’s brother is the reason why her life went up in flames, the reason why Lily, Evie's sister, is dead. But even though Rhys is the last person Evie should ever want, for the first time in two years, wrecking things seems…right. *WRECKED is a standalone novel and is not a part of a series*

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Chapter 2
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“I don’t think I can go,” I tell my mom, looking directly at her, wanting nothing more than for her to meet my gaze. She won’t—I already know that—because looking at me would mean facing the inevitable.

Lily’s gone for good.

Mom drums her French-manicured fingernails on the thatched placemat, the beat uneven and rushed. “The car will be here to pick us up in an hour.” Her hazel eyes, red-rimmed and swollen, focus on the kitchen window. From the looks of it, she’ll start crying again at any second.
Five more drums of her fingers. A sniffle. Then two last beats.

She turns her head slightly in my direction, still refusing to look at me, but I get a clear view of her face. My mother’s always been beautiful, and even with her skin splotchy from crying and her short, chestnut-colored hair uncombed, she’s still stunning in that tragic, ethereal sense. “The car comes in an hour,” she repeats before pushing away from the kitchen table and shuffling away. Even though it never left her mouth, I know the precise word that’s rolling through her mind as I hear her climb the steps and slam her bedroom door.

Selfish.

Maybe she’s right. But maybe, if she’d just looked at me, she would have seen that selfishness is rooted in an even deeper emotion: fear.

I don’t want the last time I see my sister to be … this.

That’s not a memory I think I can deal with and I’m scared to hell of it.

But in the end, my dad stalks into the kitchen and motions for me to follow him. He gives me a gentle nudge toward the staircase with the instructions to get dressed and do it fast. Skin flushed, I find myself in my room. By the time I’m finished there are clothes all over the place and my chest is heaving up and down. I glare at myself in the mirror, at my chocolate brown eyes that are clear because I've been too numb to cry.

Eyes like Lily’s.

“You selfish bitch,” I mutter and make myself look away. “You've ruined everything.”

On the way to the funeral home, none of us say a word to each other. The closer we get, the more and more I don’t mind the silence. Maybe quietness, solitude, is what I need to make it through today.

I sit on the front row with my parents, unable to cry or breathe or think straight as one-by-one, people who knew my sister—who adored her—tell us how sorry they are. There’s her overachieving snob of a best friend, Kendra. The boy who broke Lily’s heart a year ago, the same one who tried, unsuccessfully, for the last year to win her back. There are teachers and teammates and her closest friends. There’s my own boyfriend, James. When he walks past, he stops for just a moment to give my hand a reassuring squeeze, but I don’t say anything to him.

I don’t trust my words.

*** So I continue to watch in stunned silence. There are so many people here that I don’t know that I barely notice the tall man who stops to talk to my parents. He’s speaking in a hushed voice, but the second, “Owen Delane’s brother” tumbles from his lips, my gaze snaps up. I don’t see very much of him through the sudden haze of tears, but I listen to every word, each one catching my breath.

“…so sorry for what happened. For what this has done to your—”

Before he can finish, my mother—the woman who’s never physically disciplined us a day in our lives, the same woman who hasn't been able to look me in the eye since the afternoon the officers showed up to our house with the news—is on her feet, her eyes meeting his as she swings her hand roughly across his face.

“What gives you the right to think you can come here?” she demands, shrugging off my dad who stands and tries to take her by the shoulders. “Will it help you sleep better at night? Do you think I care if you or your brother is sorry?” With every word, her volume rises, until she’s practically screaming.

Every emotion that Delane is feeling passes over his tan face, and I can’t help but to feel for him, the brother of the man who killed my sister. Forcing my eyes down long enough for me to catch my breath, I dig my fingers into the pew beneath me. What happened to Lily wasn’t this man’s fault. Surely Mom knows that. But the more I try to reason with myself, the more bitter I feel. ***
When I look back up, Delane’s back is straight and his expression is unreadable. His eyes sweep over me for a brief moment, just long enough for him to give me a solemn nod, and then he turns on his heel and walks away. I know every head inside the funeral home is turned on him, so I look at my mother instead.

My father has pulled her back down to a sitting position, and she buries her face in the crook of his neck, sobbing uncontrollably. Dad looks ahead—quiet and tearless—his gaze pointed on the white casket that’s not even ten feet away from us. And behind us, I know there’s more crying. Hushed whispers because my mom just decked a guy. I can’t hear any of it. There’s a blaring in my ears. A pressure sitting on my chest.

And suddenly, I’m on my feet, my gaze pointed down at my parents. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper, finally breaking my silence.

I don’t fully realize that I’ve left the building until the brisk fall air knocks me in the face. It, combined with the tears that have begun to fall, stings my cheeks. A second after my foot touches the bottom step I feel a hand clamp down on my shoulder. I half-expect it to be my father, but when I spin around, I come face to face with Kendra.

In spite of everything she must be going through herself, her eyebrows are pulled together over her dark brown eyes in concern over me. And I’ve been nothing but a bitch to this girl since she and my sister became friends in middle school. Kendra presses her lips together and then lets out a breath. “Evie … where are you going?”

The sad reality is, I don’t even know. “Oh God, Kendra. I’ve fucked everything up.” Immediately, she wraps her arm around me, drawing a gasp, and a sob, from the back of my throat. I drop my head against her shoulder. “I don’t even have the—”

“Shut up,” Kendra orders in a calm voice as she holds me even tighter. “Shut up and stop trying to do this on your own. You shouldn’t.” She releases me, takes a step back, and braces herself. “I don’t want to do it on my own either, okay?”

For the next ten minutes, she and I sit together on that bottom step. Neither of us says a word, and I’m almost certain neither of us manages more than a few breaths, but she doesn’t leave and I won’t either. Finally, at the sound of Lily’s favorite Regina Spektor song—the one I’d suggested we use for the slideshow—Kendra stands and jerks her head to the front door of the funeral home.

“Hey, Evie?” she whispers tearfully. “We can help each other, okay?”

Nodding, I stumble to my feet, brushing my palms over my skirt to smooth off any dirt. But as I go back inside and take my spot beside my parents, letting a song about not saying goodbye burn into my brain, I can’t help but wonder what Owen Delane’s brother would have said if he’d finished speaking.

AboutTheAuthor

Emily Snow is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the erotic romance series Devoured, which includes Devoured, All Over You, and Consumed, as well as the new adult novel Tidal. She loves books, sexy bad boys, and really loud rock music, so naturally, she writes stories about all three.




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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Pre-Order Blitz: Wrecked by Emily Snow

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By Emily Snow

Blurb: 
Two years ago, Evie’s sister died, leaving her lost. Existing without really living. Coping the only way she knew how: by wrecking things. Last year, Evie exposed her dad’s affairs, finished ripping apart her relationship with her longtime boyfriend, and completely ruined her music scholarship. But today, she’s reinventing herself at her new university. Desperate to break away from all the destruction she’s caused, Evie’s ready to start over. For her sister, who never even had a chance. And for herself. Then Rhys, her new voice instructor, happens. He’s gorgeous and insanely talented, but he’s also a part of the dark past Evie is trying to overcome. Rhys’s brother is the reason why her life went up in flames, the reason why Lily, Evie's sister, is dead. But even though Rhys is the last person Evie should ever want, for the first time in two years, wrecking things seems…right. 



*WRECKED is a standalone novel and is not a part of a series*



Emily Snow's new book WRECKED is releasing June 17th and here's your chance to pre-order on Amazon now for $.99!

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