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Novella Excerpt/Teaser by Michelle A. Valentine!!

Okay so she is doing a novella with Noel’s POV. It is set to release in January  I am excited for ANYTHING Black Falcon!!! So I wanted to share with you all  everything I have come across so far! I am trying to be patient and wait but I NEED more! For those who have not yet read the first book Rock The Heart it was a great read!

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Blurb:

After Noel Falcon professed his love to the one girl who truly holds his heart in the palm of her hand, he decides to try his damndest to keep Lane Vance in his life forever this time. There’s no way he’ll let her slip through his fingers again without a fight.

The instant they are together Noel begins to plot a way to ask his headstrong lady-love to be his wife, but every attempt to pop the question is foiled by a string of mishaps that prevents him from the perfect moment to get the job done before he goes back on tour with Black Falcon.

Distance is a bigger challenge than Noel expects, and the one-eyed beast of jealous raises its ugly head when Lane takes on a job working on an ad campaign for Embrace the Darkness. With Striker—a man that’s made it clear in the past he’s very interested in more then her business sense—lurking around her constantly, Noel’s wants to claim Lane now, more than ever.

Chapter 1

Light flickered across the room as the bus rolled down the highway. The constant rumble of the wheels below us comforted me as I held the woman I loved in my arms. This was finally home. Everything I needed was on this bus. Lane had finally chosen to give herself over to me and be completely mine.

I traced my fingertips over the soft skin on her bare shoulder as she rested her head against my chest. I admit I was shocked to see her in the bar earlier tonight at the end of my gig.

 

That Riff could be a sneaky bastard.

 

 I never expected to see Lane so soon, but he knew how much I had been suffering and took it upon himself to arrange for us to talk things out. Over the few days we where apart after Sophie and Mike revealed they completely fucked up my life, I’d gone over everything I wanted to say to her at least a million times. How sorry I was. How it was wrong for me not to try harder to make things work between us. I should’ve stood up to Sophie after she tried trapping me in a relationship I didn’t want for the sake of a child—a child that turned out to not even be mine.

 

I closed my eyes and tried not to think about that, and how stupid my thought process was over the whole situation. The idea of being the best father I possibly could’ve been clouded every judgment I made in all the other aspects of my life, including the way I tried to keep my relationship with Lane a secret until I figured the Sophie thing out. It was wrong of me to ask her to be my secret, and the realization hit me hard when I thought she’d left me for good.

 

The bus slowed down. Our driver, Jimmy, probably needed to hit the head.

 

Lane stirred in my arms. “Are we nearly there?”

 

I smiled and ran my fingers through her brown hair. “Not yet. We still have an hour or so.”

 

I couldn’t wait to get her back to my place in Kentucky. I knew after she saw it, she’d finally agree to move in with me. It was the perfect place for us. When I bought it, I was looking for someplace like my parents place on Cedar Creek Lake back in Texas. As much as I hated to admit it, I missed that place like crazy. One of the best weekends I’d had in a long time was when Lane took me home with her. Hopefully, my place would remind her of being home and safe.

 

She lifted her head, and placed her chin on my chest. I took a lock of her brown hair and twirl in around my finger. There was odd comfort in doing that. At times I wished it were physically possible to wrap her entire body around me like I did with her hair on my finger. It was crazy to love someone so much, I know, but I couldn’t help it. Being around her made me want to be a better man.

 

Big Bertha jerked to a stop and Lane pushed her self up on the bed. She raised her arms over her head in a delicious stretch. I tucked an arm behind my head and took in the sight of her bare chest in the moonlight. I bit my lower lip as I trailed my eyes over every inch of her body. It was amazing how fucking sexy she was.

 

She dropped her arms into her lap and whipped her head in my direction. Her lips pulled in a heart-stopping smile. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

 

I furrowed my brow, but couldn’t fight back my grin. “How am I looking at you?”

 

Lane shrugged. “I don’t know, like you’re studying me.”

 

A chuckle escaped from me as I sat up with lighting speed and pulled her back down in bed with me. I brushed a lock of stray hair from her face and then traced her delicate jaw line. She really was absolute perfection.

 

“Maybe I am studying you.”

 

She readjusts her head on the pillow. “Why?”

 

“Just wondering why you came back to me tonight? I mean, I was fully prepared to grovel to win you back, but I was just giving you space.”

 

She sighed and brought her hand to cup my face. “I left to give you time to figure things out. You just had your entire world rocked. I didn’t want to add any more drama to your life.”

 

This was one of the reasons I loved this woman. She actually cared about my feelings. No one had ever done that before. She was the only person who ever put me first in their life. Not even my parents did that. The only time she ever took herself into account was when she left me on that dock, but she was right to do that. I never used to put her first back then, and I see now how shitty that made me. Her leaving me pushed me to succeed. It drove me. In a way, I owe her thanks for that.

 

I leaned my head down and placed my lips on hers. “You are my world, and you’re welcome to dramatize it all you want.”

 

Her lips turned up into a smile. “I think it’s time we live drama free for a while, don’t you?”

 

I nodded and stroked her face.

 

Drama free? Was there really such a thing? Life for me had always been filled with it. The only time I’d ever experienced true peace was on stage. The surge of the crowd and the heavy thump of the drums always pulled me into almost what felt like another dimension and made me forget all the bad shit in my life. It was true I felt nearly the same way in moments like this one with Lane, but deep down I had to always fight back the fear that someday I’d fuck things up and she would decide to run from me again.

 

Then it hit me. I needed to make this thing between us permanent. I had to show her I meant what I said earlier at the show, that I was hers forever.

 

I stared into her green eyes and made a silent promise to myself that somehow, someway, I would make this girl my wife. The mere thought of us being apart again caused an ache I didn’t think I could bare. Yes, giving her my last name would rectify that fear.

 

Lane reached up and tapped my temple. “What’s going on in that brain of yours? I know that look.”

 

Damn. She caught me. I wasn’t prepared to tell her about the thought that had just crossed my brain. She would’ve probably given me the speech about taking things one day at a time. I hated that fucking speech. I was ready to live in the moment—the here and now with her. If she could only see through my eyes for a second, she would know how I felt about her. There wouldn’t be a question on my motives. She would know I loved her to the depths of her soul and how completely she rocked me in every way.

 

“You’re still doing it.”

 

I bit my lip. She wouldn’t leave me alone until I gave her an answer. I knew how relentless she could be. I shrugged and replied as coolly as I could. “Just thinking about surprising you with something.”

 

She raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow. “What kind of surprise?”

 

“Now, why would I ruin it by telling you?” I teased.

 

Lane’s lips pulled into a smile. “Guess I’ll have to withhold sex until you tell me.”

 

I grabbed her around the waist and rolled her over on her back. Every inch of my body covered her nude flesh and my cock twitched at the nearness of her moist heat. I ran my right hand up her side, knowing full well the effect of me being so forward had on her. I pinned her gaze with my eyes and licked my lips.

 

She squirmed beneath me. “You’re cheating!”

 

I licked her bottom lip. “How is this cheating?”

 

Her legs moved further apart and I slid my hips between them. My throbbing dick pushed against her folds. I ran my nose along her jaw and inhaled the intense scent of her hot skin. Fragrances of sweet shampoo and a mouth-watering perfume filled my nose. Every sense in my body went on complete overload by her nearness. I dragged my lips across the flesh of her neck and when she tipped her head back, letting a moan escaped from her parted,  pink lips, I knew she wanted what I was about to give her.

 

I slid my hand down her belly until it found the point where our bodies were about to connect. Only one finger glided into her and she bucked her hips against my hand. I ground the palm of my hand against her clit, giving it the intensity she craved. She gasped and closed her eyes. The urge to taste her raged inside me, so I snaked my tongue out and licked from the base of her throat to her chin. Lane opened her eyes and grabbed both sides of my face in her hands and crushed her lips against mine. A primal need to take her, to feel her, pushed through me and a growl rumbled in my chest.

 

I loved it when she was forceful with me. It turned me on instantly when the need to be pleased in her eyes. She was practically begging for me to fuck her senseless.

 

“Noel.” She said my name with a mixture of pain and desire in her voice. My breath came out in ragged spurts and I nipped her earlobe between my teeth. The way I felt about her was crazy. It was primal and raw, and I needed to connect with her in every possible way.

 

I circled her clit with the tip of my finger in a forceful rhythm. Her eyes rolled back and her entire body shook as she came hard against my hand. While she was still in the moment, I grabbed the base of my shaft and guided into her, not allowing her to time to come down from her orgasm.

 

“Oh. God. Yes!” she cried as I plunged into her.

 

Knowing I was making her scream like that was nearly enough to drive me over the edge right then and there, but I held back and tried to pretend the feel of me sliding in and out of her wasn’t the best fucking feeling in the world.

 

Her nails racked along my back all the way down to my ass, where she grabbed it with both hands as I worked her. Lane held my gaze and chewed on her bottom lip. I couldn’t resist. I bent down and kissed her, grazing my teeth along that lip.

 

“I love you,” she whispers against my mouth. “Forever.”

 

I closed my eyes. It was the word I’d told her earlier, that I was hers forever. To hear her confirm the same feeling I had nearly caused me to choke up.

 

Lane must’ve sensed the emotion welling-up inside me, because she pushed my shoulder, forcing me on my back.

 

I gripped her hips in both hands as she positioned herself over the head of my cock before impaling herself with it. She gasped as she took in my length to the base. Memorized by the site of her, I couldn’t peel my eyes away as she rocked her hips in a steady rhythm. Long strands of her brown hair cascaded down her back and she reminded me of an angel in need of her body being worshipped.

 

I sat up and wrapped my arms around her and she arced against my hands. Her muscles around my cock clenched, making it nearly impossible to hold back. “Fuck, Lane.”

 

Both of her hands found my chest as she braced herself against me as she picked up speed. She knew I was getting close and enjoyed getting me off.

 

I cup her right breast as I sucked her pink nipple into my mouth. My eager tongue flicked across it as she slammed down hard on me. The warmth of our connection flowed through me as I inhaled the scent of her desire. I leaned back to take in the sight of her enjoying the ride. She was getting close again. I could tell. She always grabbed her own tits when she was nearly ready to come. I watched as she plucked her left nipple between her fingers before rolling it and moaning.

 

“You are so fucking sexy,” I told her as I watched her kneed her own breast.

 

She grinned and leaned in and kissed my lips. I splayed my fingers across her ass and encouraged her to ride me faster. Lane whimpered as she ground her clit against me with each buck of her hips. I loved that I could make her come while I was deep inside her. Most girls I’ve been with, I didn’t care about making sex last long. I was only looking to get off. There never was a connection with any of them. But, with Lane, it was different. Making sure she was satisfied pleased me nearly as much as letting go inside her.

 

“Come with me,” I whisper roughly in her ear. There was nothing better than that. Mutual gratification between us simultaneously was exactly what I craved.

 

Lane’s moaning grew louder as she rode me with determination. She working hard to comply with my request and I watched under my hooded eyelids as she tipped her head back and screamed out my name as she came for the second time.

 

“Fuck.” The sight of her letting go caused a shudder to rip through my entire body as my cock erupted and I filled her full.

 

She collapsed against me and I kissed her cheek over and over still craving more of her. “I love you so much.”

 

Never in my life had I loved another person as much as Lanie Vance, and I knew that now more than ever. I had to figure out a way to make her mine forever.
Teaser 
I leaned my head down and placed my lips on hers. “You are my world, and you’re welcome to dramatize it all you want.”

Her lips turned up into a smile. “I think it’s time we live drama free for a while, don’t you?”
I nodded and stroked her face.
Drama free? Was there really such a thing? Life for me had always been filled with it. The only time I’d ever experienced true peace was on stage. The surge of the crowd and the heavy thump of the drums always pulled me into almost what felt like another dimension and made me forget all the bad shit in my life. It was true I felt nearly the same way in moments like this one with Lane, but deep down I had to always fight back the fear that someday I’d fuck things up and she would decide to run from me again.
Then it hit me. I needed to make this thing between us permanent. I had to show her I meant what I said earlier at the show, that I was hers forever.
I stared into her green eyes and made a silent promise to myself, that somehow, someway I would make this girl my wife. The mere thought of us being apart again caused an ache I didn’t think I could bare. Yes, giving her my last name would rectify that fear.
Lane reached up and tapped my temple. “What’s going on in that brain of yours? I know that look.”
Damn. She caught me. I wasn’t prepared to tell her about the thought that had just crossed my brain. She would’ve probably given me the speech about taking things one day at a time. I hated that fucking speech. I was ready to live in the moment—the here and now with her. If she could only see through my eyes for a second, she would know how I felt about her. There wouldn’t be a question on my motives. She would know I loved her to the depths of her soul and how completely she rocked me in every way.
“You’re still doing it.”
I bit my lip. She wouldn’t leave me alone until I gave her answer. I knew how relentless she could be. I shrugged and replied as coolly as I could. “Just thinking about surprising you with something.”
She raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow. “What kind of surprise?”
“Now, why would I ruin it by telling you?” I teased.
Lane’s lips pulled into a smile. “Guess I’ll have to withhold sex until you tell me.”
I grabbed her around the waist and rolled her over on her back. Every inch of my body covered her nude flesh and my cock twitched at the nearness of her moist heat. I ran my right hand up her side, knowing full well the effect of me being so forward had on her. I pinned her gaze with my eyes and licked my lips.
She squirmed beneath me. “You’re cheating!”
I licked her bottom lip. “How is this cheating?”

Cover Reveal of Running on Empty by L.B. Simmons

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Title: Running on Empty

Author: L.B. Simmons

Expected release: January 9th, 2013

Here is a little bit about the book, the cover, as well as some teasers… You can also add it to your goodreads list to read.

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Blurb:

I had the perfect life.

Beautiful and loving husband.Three gorgeous little girls.
Successful career.

The only thing missing was the white picket fence. I really wanted that fence.

Three years ago, I lost that life. I lost my husband. And I lost myself. But, eventually, I found my way through the darkness. I’ve made peace with my new life. I have my girls, and that’s all that matters. They are my world. I have no illusions of ever falling in love again or getting whisked away on a white horse.

But then he came back into my life. On a freakin’ motorcycle.

There’s no way I’ll let him turn my life completely upside down.Absolutely no way.

The question is…

How long can I keep pretending that I’m happy with my life being right-side up?

Teaser 1

Parking my car in the drive, I look at the front door and breathe a heavy sigh. I glance down at my hands when I remove them from the steering wheel, they’re slightly trembling. I shake them in an effort to get rid of the obvious nervous energy and wipe my sweaty palms on my jeans. I run my hair over my ponytail to smooth any fly-aways and exit the car. Looking down while straightening my “Goonies Never Say Die” t-shirt, another memory surfaces.

Blake and I used to make homemade t-shirts all the time together. Mine were always way better than his, of course, but at least he tried. My favorite one of his was this army green, G.I Joe “Knowing is Half the Battle” t-shirt. He wore it all the time. So much so that the iron on letters started falling off and it eventually read “Koin is alf Bat.” God, I would laugh every time he would wear it. I think that’s why he wore it so much.

I still make t-shirts; I guess old habits die hard.

I look back at my hands. They’re still shaking. It seems even with the old memories running through my mind, I still can’t shake off my nerves. Making my way to the front door, I mentally chastise my anxiety. “This is ridiculous, Alex. You’re a grown woman. Act like it,” I mutter while walking up the porch steps. I note there’s only a motorcycle parked in the driveway, which bodes well in my favor. This is going to be difficult enough without having a parental audience.
Approaching the door, I raise my fist to knock, pausing for another second to take in a cleansing breath. Breathing out, I say a prayer and knock loudly.
I hear his heavy footsteps coming towards the door, followed by the sound of the deadbolt unlocking. I watch nervously as the handle turns, but when I look up, I’m completely unprepared for what’s standing directly in front of my face.

As the door flies open, so does my mouth. Blake is standing in front of me, shirtless, wearing only his red and navy plaid pajama bottoms, bare feet on the floor. His light brown hair is all over the place, but incredibly sexy as it falls messily over his forehead and flips out from behind his ears. One look at this man’s stomach renders me momentarily speechless, and I have to fight to keep myself from running my hands over every single hardened ridge of his abs. So instead, I place my hands over my open mouth and start giggling like a ten year old little girl.

Mid-giggle, I notice the door starting to close. I quickly jump into action. I immediately put my foot in the doorjamb and my hands on the door, using all of my weight to keep him from being able to close it – a trick he taught me by the way.

Shaking his head at me, Blake emphatically states, “Nope. Mmm-mm Alex. It’s too early for this right now. Go home.”

Teaser 2

“Do you really believe that seeing Blake today had nothing to do with what happened at the office today?” I nod my head, trying to end this conversation before it starts. Unfortunately for me, it seems to have the opposite effect.

“You can’t honestly believe that, Alex!” Harlow takes a deep breath, obviously trying to control her temper. She lowers her voice, but keeps her eyes on me the entire time she speaks.

“No, I don’t think you do. I think you know, deep down, that seeing Blake had an effect on you. And I think that you’re so used to not allowing yourself to feel anything that your brain didn’t know how to cope. I don’t know how long you’re going to keep punishing yourself, Alex. How long is long enough?” I continue my blank stare. Unfortunately, I think she’s on to me.

“You go on, each day, as though you’re happy and at peace with your life. Or at least trying to convince yourself that you are. But you also go on, each day, not really living. It’s not fair. It’s not fair to you and it’s definitely not fair to your children, who deserve to see their mother happy. It’s time to let him go and live your life without him. Derek has been dead for three years! Three. Years. Alex.”

Okay…now I’m really starting to get irritated.

“Really Harlow. How profound of you.” I glare at her. My voice starts to quiver as it rises.

“No shit Derek’s been dead for three years! I live with that knowledge every single day of my life. Every day, I wake up still expecting him to be lying next to me. Every day, I look at these children and wonder if they have any inkling of how wonderful, caring, smart, beautiful, strong, and loving their father really was. I live my life, every day, with a heart that is completely empty. I have a heart that unfortunately is irreparable. Yes, Harlow, every day of my life is a constant reminder that Derek is dead! Is there any other mind blowing information you feel the need to share with me?” I yell at her as the tears roll down my cheeks.

Teaser 3 

Tiny Teaser from when Alex sees Blake for the first time in years…

“Get on your bike? In this?” I move my hand, performing a perfectly executed Vanna White demonstration of the black and white striped pencil skirt I’m wearing. Does he not understand the simple design of the pencil skirt? There’s no way in hell I’m going to be able to straddle that bike seat. And I’m pretty sure I can’t side saddle it either, not with those pesky safety laws. Nope…there’s absolutely no way I’m getting on that stupid ass bike. “Not gonna happen, buddy.”

“Alex, if I have to pick you up, put you over my shoulder, and physically place you on my bike, I will. So yes, it’s gonna happen. You can either do so with dignity, or we can do it my way. Your choice.”

Teaser 4

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Get over here and entertain me, damn it.”

“Will do. I’ll be there in ten. Wear something comfortable,” he adds mysteriously and hangs up.

Jeez – if this were a real live date I’d be pissed. No wonder he doesn’t date anyone. Ten minutes to get ready. Seriously?

I jump up out of my seat, catching it before it falls backwards onto the kitchen floor, and make a mad dash to the bedroom. I throw on my yoga pants, the ones that make my ass look good, not that it matters, my favorite purple tank top which reads “National Sarcasm Society: Like We Need Your Support”, Harlow and I made it together, and my black blinged out flip flops, because every woman needs a little bling every now and then. I brush out my hair and put it in a ponytail, ahh…how I’ve missed you ponytail, and throw on my NY Yankees baseball hat. I add a bit of mascara and some lip gloss to my face and poof…I’m done. Giving myself a last appraisal in mirror, I’m satisfied with the outcome of my appearance.

Ha! Take that Blake Morgan with your ten minute ready requirement.

Walking into the living room, I hear the rumble of his motorcycle coming up my driveway. I open the door and watch him get off his bike. He removes his sunglasses and shakes out his windblown hair, which of course looks sexy as hell. The ends of his hair turn up around his ears and fall to the collar of his very well fitting v-neck black t-shirt. His blue jeans, frayed at the bottom, just barely drag the ground over his black boots.

Mmmmm-mmmmm.

He turns around to take the keys out of his ignition and my breath hitches as I drop my glance and note (privately of course) that his bottom looks very nice in those jeans. Very nice indeed. Turning around to face me, he gives me a sexy lop-sided grin while he tucks the sunglasses into the front of his shirt so they hang from the “V” and runs his hand through his hair.

I try to swallow, but my throat is really dry…probably because I have been watching him with my mouth wide open. I immediately start to cough.

“You okay, Alex?” he asks with a knowing smile.

“Yeah,” I say, trying to breathe through my coughing attack. “I think I swallowed a gnat. Gross. I’m gonna go get some water. Come on in.” I whip around and head into the house as fast as I can so he won’t be able to see that my face has turned a new shade of red. So embarrassing.

 


Up & Coming –> Broken by Christa Cervone

Here is an up and coming author that someone had told me about and as of right now there is not a cover just yet or a date for release but the name of the book is titled Broken.

 

You can follow her on facebook and keep up to date on news for the book.

She has the inspiration for the characters listed on there as well here they are:

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She has posted teasers on her facebook page so here they are so you can get an idea of what to expect from the two book series.

As I come across more for this one I will post it here and keep it updated 🙂

Teaser 1–>

We’d been dating for about three months. He was older than me, and had opted not to go to college. He’d decided to get a job at a local paper company in the town he lived in. It was walking distance from his house but he did have a car. It wasn’t anything fancy, actually it was kind of beat up but it got him from point A to point B and that was all that mattered. Usually his point A was his house and his point B was my house.

He’d called me and told me he was on his way to pick me up and that he had something special planned for us. Right off the bat I could tell something was different about his voice. When he showed up at my house I could smell stale beer on him. I pushed him out of the door and yelled to my Mom that I would be home by eleven. I ran to his car and jumped in the driver’s seat, even though I only had my learner’s permit at the time. I was not going to let him get busted for DUI, when I could drive perfectly fine.
I turned to him and started yelling. “Are you crazy? You’re driving after you’ve been drinking? It’s Valentine’s Day you know, the cops are going to be out in full force! And you are not even old enough to be drinking!”

“Come on, Babe. Don’t be mad” he said with an adorable smirk on his face. He reached over and grabbed my hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed the back of it.
I looked over at him with a big smile on my face I said “God, I hate you. . . Where are you taking me anyways?”
“It’s a surprise” he said happily
I looked at him again and said “Well you might want to tell me about this surprise since I’m now the one driving.”
“Alright, drive to Wales Park” he said.
“Wales Park? It’s freaking freezing out and you want to go to a park?” I said with doubt in my voice.
“Don’t worry, Babe, I’ll keep you warm”, he said with a huge smile on his face.
“I’m sure you will” I said laughing.
Let’s be clear here, even though I was only sixteen, Zane was not my first sexual partner. Most kids my age were experimenting with drugs and booze and then there was me, experimenting with sex. So I knew exactly what he meant by “keeping me warm.”
“Oh, really? And what makes you think I want you keeping me warm?” I smiled.
We pulled into the park and I found a spot near the railroad tracks. He took my hand and pulled me closer to him. He put his face up against mine and took a deep breath.
“God, I love the smell of your hair” he whispered in my ear.
“Are you just saying that to get in my pants?” I said jokingly
He reached around me into the back seat of the car and pulled out a gift bag. I gave him a puzzled look.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Babe” he said.
“You said no presents” I said slapping his chest.
“No, I said, I didn’t want you buying me any presents. I didn’t saying anything about me not getting you something. Plus, I made it. It didn’t cost me anything.”
As I went to put my hand inside the bag he said, “Be careful it may cut you.”
I gave him a puzzled look and reached into the bag. I pulled out a heart made of barbed wire that was painted red.
“Do you like it?” he said excitedly
“I love it!” I wrapped my arms around him to give him a big hug.
“And I love you” he said back.

Teaser 2 –>

My Saturday started just like every other Saturday. With me, lying in bed, my mind in fog and my head pounding from all the tequila I had consumed from the night before. The memories of bringing Chris, Kyle, Connor or whatever his name was back to my apartment are flashing through my head. I remember the two of us leaving the bar. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to shake the memory.

I pushed him up against the wall outside of the employee entrance of Danny’s. With my hands down the front of him pants practically exposing him, I was kissing his neck. He skin tasted salty from his sweat. I had met him on the dance floor at Danny’s, the bar I work at. Taking a step back I pulled him towards the stairwell leading up to my apartment. I carefully tried to climb the stairs backwards, I tripped over my own foot and fell landing on my ass. I tugged on his t-shirt pulling him on top of me. My hands fumbled to pull his pants down.

Sex and alcohol had almost become a necessity for me to function. It filled this gaping hole in my heart that had been there for four long years. Even though the sex and booze was only a momentary fix it helped me through my nights.

Teaser 3 –>

“After I saw you there with him, I shut down. I felt nothing. At first I got drunk a lot but that didn’t help. I was so sick of not feeling anything I decided to inflict pain on myself. I decided to get a tattoo. As soon as the needle hit my skin I could feel again. It was like a drug, I couldn’t stop. I would feel good for a while until the pain faded away. Then there was emptiness again. I would have to go back to get another one just feel something, anything.” He said with sorrow in his voice.

Teaser 4 –>

He kissed me again. This time he pushed his tongue into my mouth. His tongue felt so good, as he gently caressed my tongue with it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to bring him closer. I couldn’t get enough of him I was frantic. My body ached for him; it had been aching for him for all these years. This is what I had been searching for. All the men that I had slept with to make me feel whole couldn’t do it, only him. I kissed him again, feverishly. I couldn’t stop, I was like an addict and he was my drug.

Teaser 5 –>

I was speechless. I had longed to be in his arms again, to hear him say these words to me. I felt like I was dreaming and if I was dreaming I never wanted to wake up. He put his hand underneath my chin and kissed me. A kiss so gentle and soft, I melted into his arms. He could tell me to do anything at this point and I would do it. I was so lost without him; I needed him to stay, to never leave me again

Teaser 6 –>

I managed to unbutton his pants; he lifted himself so I could pull his pants down. I positioned myself I was now laying across the passenger and driver’s seat. I took my tongue and played with his head licking around the tip and slowly running my tongue up and down his shaft. He took a deep breath and I felt the tension leave his body. I took all of him in my mouth and gently dragged my teeth down his shaft. He let out another huge sigh. I began to move my mouth up and down. He grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled it.

“Yeah . . .” he moaned.

I felt the car swerve.

I stopped abruptly. “Are you ok with me doing this while you drive?”

I felt the car pull to the right, slow down and stop. He pulled me up from his lap and pushed me over to the passenger’s side. Then he slid himself over to me. He frantically pulled his pants down to his knees and I nearly ripped my jeans off. He lifted me on top of him, I was straddling him. I rocked my hips pushing him deep inside me. I thrust my hips, riding him. Reaching back behind him I clung to the head rest and used it as leverage.
I nipped at his lower lip. I had a primal feeling taking over me.

“Babe, you are so fucking hot right now..” he said biting my lip back.

“It was you and the bar fight. As much as I didn’t want to see you get hurt, it turned me on.” I kissed him feverishly. “I love you, Baby,” I said in a moan.

We were both so aroused it didn’t take either of us long to come.


Up & Coming –> Where I Need to Be by Kimberly Knight

Kimberly Knight is releasing her first book Where I Need To Be on December 15th.

 

Blurb:

Spencer Marshall was done moping. After catching her boyfriend cheating with his secretary, she decides to have a girl’s weekend in Vegas with her best friend Ryan. Lady Luck must be looking out for Spencer, because that weekend will change her life forever. Despite what people say, not everything stays in Vegas.

She has chapters 1 & 2 posted on her website HERE you can go and read and see if you will be reading it when it comes out in a few weeks.

She also had the play list for the book listed on her website. She also has a facebook page you can get updates on.

 

 


3 New Up & Coming Authors

So I have come across a few new authors who are working on their first novel. I am looking forward to their work… Here they are…

Amanda Stone 

She has a FB page and you can follow her progress as she posts updates and teasers.

She has the inspiration for her characters posted in her photos. 🙂

Synopsis  (Title TBA) :

18 year old Kelsey Rien is ready to leave her past behind her and start anew at college with her best friend Jessi. Ready to meet new people, make new friends without everyone knowing the horrific details of the event that would forever change her life 6 years ago.
She never expected new friends to come so easily and her heart to stop when she locked sight with a blinding set of grey eyes. Kane Riley has a ladies man reputation. He a ‘loves ‘em and leaves ‘em’ type they say, but is there more to the tatted, pierced, motorcycle riding, local bar bouncer than everyone else sees?
When Kelsey’s past comes back at her full force can she be strong enough to hold on to the people she loves the most or will she let them go so their fates don’t become her past relived?

Teaser 1:

Text between Kelsey and her bestie Jessi!

Hey! You were pretty wild last night! I thought you might blow off class for once and take a you day, I know your head has to be killing you. 😉

I look up and find her staring at me, a slight smile tugging at her lips. I try to give her my best bitch don’t mess with me look but if I’m being honest it’s probably coming off more along the lines of I’m constipated please bring me some toilet paper.

Teaser 2 :

-subject to change-

He grabbed my hand and led me out the back door. “Um, where are we going?” I asked, as we walked around the corner to the side of the building, straight to a black motorcycle with neon green flames. “We’re leaving before I do damage to that kids face.” He said as he swung his leg over the bike and looked at me, obviously waiting for me to hop on. “What?” he said puzzled.

“I’ve never been on one before.” I nodded toward the motorcycle.

“It’s just a bike Kelsey.”

“Yeah, just a bike and a bike has no air bags or seat belts.” I added

“I would never let anything happen to you. Promise.” He held up two fingers like a boy scout.

“I seriously doubt you were ever a boy scout.” I said as I placed a hand on his shoulder and threw one leg over the bike. Man what a smart move it had been to wear jeans tonight. When I was finally on the seat and had my feet on the pegs, I grabbed the sides of his shirt but he took my hands and pulled them around to rest on his chest. “That’s not tight enough,” He laughed as he kicked the kick stand up and took off into the night.

Nichele Reese

She has a website that you can follow her progress as well as see the character inspiration and play list for the book as of now the title of the book is Juilliard or Else. 🙂

She has the 1st chapter posted HERE.

Here is a little info on what the book is about:

This is a twisting story of young love torn in two. Abigail McCall loves nothing more than Ballet dancing, her dream is to dance at Juilliard. Coming from rich and powerful parents David and Carol McCall. They have kept Abigail in a different world than she knows. But what happens when she leaves her rich parents house and on her own to go to attend The Juilliard School of Ballet. Her new roommates ‘Rachel and Jade’ help Abigail break out of her tight shell and have fun. When they meet a new group of guys at a coffee shop, Tucker is with them.

Tucker comes from a broken home and a mother who doesn’t care what happens to him, but he could care less. Tucker is a tattoo apprentice for his friend Zane. Tucker is drawn to Abigail and her beauty but is he enough to keep her interest?

Carol McCall is determined to keep Abigail in line and not embarrass her while attending Juilliard. Even if it means to pay Tucker off and get him to leave Abigail alone.Carol then brings in a distraction for Abigail, with Jackson Blair.

Jackson Blair is the new good looking lawyer for David McCall’s Law Firm. He’s considered ‘Hottest Bachelor of New York’ and he has his eyes set on Abigail.

Torn between two worlds, Jackson is everything Abigail needs in her life, safe and approved by her parents. But her body and heart wants Tucker more than anything.

Who will Abigail choose?

Erika Taylor

She is currently working on a book called Looking Forward and you can follow her progress on her website.

She has her character inspiration posted up on the site as well. 🙂

She has the 1st chapter posted HERE on her site as well

Synopsis:

Jesika’s world was knocked upside down one year ago when her husband died. She’s slowly putting back the pieces of her life while trying to adjust at being a widow and single mom. Besides her son, her best friend Mallory has been her beacon in the dark, pulling her through day by day. In her mind, there is no way she would ever be interested in another man…until Derek comes strolling in her life.

There’s something familiarly comfortable about Derek that makes Jesika feel at ease with him. He brings a side out of her that she’s kept locked up and hidden since the death of her husband. She can’t understand why he seems to care so much and act protective over her when they barely know each other.

Derek is keeping a few secrets from Jesika that he’s scared will make her run like hell as soon as she finds out. Will Jesika be able to push him away when it seems as though fate is pulling them together? Or will it be someone from Derek’s past that tears them apart?

Every relationship has it’s obstacles; and Jesika and Derek refuse to keep living in the past and denying themselves the life they finally deserve. A life together full of love and happiness; but as Jesika knows all too well, you can’t control what life throws your way, all you can control is where you go from there. No matter what happens in your life, you have to remember to keep looking forward.

 


Up & Coming –>My Misery Muse by Brei Betzold

Okay I came across this from another blogger posting it on facebook. Well I do love a rock star book and this one just looks and sounds good!  It is up and coming due to release January 8th, 2013.

Blurb: 

First young love gets sidetracked by dreams that take them on two different journeys, but an unknown bond brings them back together again. Devi Porter an up-and-coming tattoo artist in Dallas is trying to live her life as best as possible, but never able to forget the love she had with Seth. Seth a bassist for the popular band My Misery Muse is struggling with his fellow band members with the lifestyle that he now lives. The band decides to go home to Dallas to work on their latest album as well as to work out their problems out from under the glare of the media. Seth and Devi meet up again and both realize they have a lot to work out between themselves as well. As they get reacquainted life and obstacles are thrown at them at them at every turn are they able to overcome them to become the family neither really had.

The author has her:

Inspiration on PINTEREST 

Play-list listed on her BLOG

Here is a little teaser –>

I walk into the café next door and am instantly greeted with the smell of fresh brewed coffee, I inhale deeply and briefly close my eyes, nothing is better than coffee from Joe’s Café.  I walk up and order Cris and my typical coffees, a mocha latte for him and a honey latte for me.  While I’m waiting for our drinks I glance around the café, some of the people I recognize from the area, others are college kids hanging around for the summer.  I pay and take our drinks when I happen to glance in the corner and almost drop the coffee.  Sitting in the corner is the last person I ever expected to see again, Seth. Damn, he looked as gorgeous as ever. I knew when standing, he topped off at 6’2, he had wide shoulders that tapered down to lean hips, his muscles were well defined but sinewy like a swimmer. His dark hair was shaggy and mussed as ever and those eyes, the eyes that have haunted me for over 2 years are the color of spring grass after a rain. He had lips that were made for sin, full, lush and I can still remember biting them. His nose had the hump in the middle from when my brother had broken it years before, and cheekbones most women would kill for, which were currently covered in a day or two’s worth of stubble.  I could still picture how his eyes darken when he’s angry or turned on; I can still remember his scent, which was all Seth, spicy and completely masculine.  He was dressed as he’d always dressed. Vintage rock t-shirt that clung to his chest, worn 501’s that molded to his ass and thighs perfectly, black work boots, his labret glinting in the light and tattoos peeking out from under his shirt sleeves.   That man could do things to me, to my body that would light me up like a firecracker, but that didn’t mean I wanted to see him again.
I’m not sure if he saw me or not and I have no intention of finding out, I hurry to the door open it and almost run back to the tattoo shop slamming the door on my way in.  I rushed in and thrust Cris’s latte at him and hightail it to the back of the shop, into the room where we keep all of our equipment and shut the door.  I have to sit down and put my head between my legs, trying to keep myself from passing out.  I hear the door open and glance up to see Cris standing there with a concerned look on his face.
“Dev what’s the matter, you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” says Cris.
With that I start laughing because it’s better than crying

 

 

 


Tidal by Emily Snow –> Release 12/7/12

The author of Devoured has a new stand alone book coming out in December. (this is not connected to Devoured)

She has posted the first two chapters on her website so you can go read and see if it is something you would like to add to your list of books!

Here is the blurb…

Now that Willow Avery is out of rehab, she’s got one chance left to prove herself before she’s officially on every director’s shit list. At least, that’s what her parents and agent are claiming. She doesn’t really give a damn if she never makes another movie or not—she just wants to get on with her life, get back to her friends, and find her next escape. But Willow is broke. And whether she likes it or not, acting is the only job she knows how to do.

When she accepts the lead in a beach drama, Willow finds herself in Hawaii. And in Hawaii, she finds Cooper, the gorgeous surfer hired to train her for her new role. With the bluest eyes she’s ever seen and the sexiest Australian accent she’s ever heard, Cooper’s different from the men she’s used to. He doesn’t want to use her. And he refuses to let her fail. But when an old friend re-enters Willow’s life—a friend whose toxicity she’s been drawn to time and time before and whose presence brings about the painful memories she’s tried so hard to suppress—Willow will have to choose between the girl she was and the person she’s becoming. The lifestyle that helps her forget the pain and the man she’s falling hard for.

She has also posted her picks for Willow and Cooper! 🙂

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Up & Coming – Forever My Girl by Heidi McLaughlin with Teaser

A fellow book friend (Elizabeth) on facebook posted this and well I had to jump on it… the blurb alone is enough to make me want it NOW!! Who is a sucker for a rock star book?? That would be ME! This one does not come out til December 27th.. But it is already on my TBR list!

Blurb:

I was never supposed to be a rock star. I had my life all planned out for me. Play football in college. Go to the NFL. Marry my high school sweetheart and live happily ever after.

I broke both our hearts that day when I told her I was leaving. I was young. I made the right decision for me, but the wrong decision for us. I’ve poured my soul into my music, but I’ve never forgotten her. Her smell, her smile.

And now I’m going back.

After ten years.

I hope I can explain that after all this time.

I still want her to be my forever girl.

Heidi McLaughlin has posted a teaser on her facebook page…

Teaser 1–>

I know she hates me.

I hate me.

I ruined her life. That is what her voice message said. The one I’ve saved for the past ten years. The one I’ve transferred from phone to phone just so I could hear her voice when I’m at my lowest. I can recite every hateful word she said to me when I was too busy to answer and never found the time to call her back.

Never found one second to call and explain to her what I had done to us. She was my best friend and I let her slip through my fingers just to save myself from the heartache of hearing she didn’t want me anymore.I had dreams too.

And my dreams included her, but she would never have gone for it.

I’m not living her American Dream. I’m living my own.

My decision destroyed everything.

Teaser 2 –>

The moment I turn around I wish I hadn’t. For the first time, I’m really looking at him, all of him. His arms are bare and I can finally see his tattoos – not that I was trying to earlier but I’ve been curious. I focus on them before granting my eyes permission to take in the rest of him. His arms are still defined, just like in high school, but probably more now. His jeans, distressed and likely expensive, not the Levi’s he wore when we dated, hang loose on his waist. Even with a belt they look as if they might fall down if he isn’t careful.

He looks at me when my eyes reach his and smirks, but not with the smug intent from before. He knows I’m checking him out and he’s allowing me to do so without calling me out on my bullshit.

I’ve never thought tattoos were sexy, but staring at Liam now I wonder if he has any that I can’t see and I want to ask him what they all mean.

Teaser 3 –>

I bury my head into the crook of his neck; he smells so good, desirable, and sexy. My body sings a song and only he has the melody.

I look into his eyes, his forehead rests upon mine. His mouth drops open when my fingers trail down his body, pushing him deeper.

“You’re so perfect,” he kisses me in between the words, showing me how much he loves me.

“I love you, Liam.”

“You’re forever my girl.”


Up and Coming –> Music of the Heart by Katie Ashley

The book does not release until March 25, 2013 … but like I said before I am a sucker for rockers!!! I saw on Katie’s website  the pictures for her inspiration for the book as well as a teaser… so here is another to add to your list because it has been added to mine.

Music of the Heart 

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Blurb:

For Abby Renard, the plan was supposed to be simple—join her brothers’ band on the last leg of their summer tour and decide if she’s finally ready for the limelight by becoming its fourth member. Of course, she never imagined stumbling onto the wrong tour bus at Rock Nation would accidentally land her in the bed of Jake Slater, the notorious womanizing lead singer of Runaway Train. When he mistakes her for one of his groupie’s, Abby quickly lets him know she sure as hell isn’t in his bed on purpose.

Jake Slater never imagined the angel who fell into his bed would resist his charms by promptly kneeing him in the balls. Of course, the fact she seems like a prissy choir girl makes her anything but his type. So he is more than surprised when after betting Abby she wouldn’t last a week on their tour bus, she is more than willing to prove him wrong. But as Jake’s personal life begins to implode around him, he finds an unlikely ally in Abby. He’s never met a woman he can talk to, joke with, or most importantly make music with.

As the week starts comes to a close, neither Abby nor Jake is ready to let go. Can a sweetheart Country songstress and a bad boy of Rock N Roll actually have a future together?

To see the teasers or this one I have them posted HERE (I got them from her website)

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