Wicked Innocence by Missy Johnson Publication Date: June 27, 2014 Synopsis: Don’t let my petite and innocent appearance fool you, because I’m one person you don’t want to cross. I’m Micah, the youngest member of Resurrection…If only they knew how young. My fake ID says I’m twenty-one. And I will be…in four years. What can I say? I blossomed early. Home sucked, so I left, determined to do something with my life. Landing the gig as lead vocalist in the band was a dream come true. I’ve worked hard to make something of myself and nothing is going to ruin that for me. Then He showed up. He’s hot as hell and so into me. But he’s also twenty-five. I don’t want to lie to him, but if the truth comes out I’ll lose everything, including him.About the Author: Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she’s a cat, a cat who thinks he’s a dog…you get the picture). When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read. Website • Twitter • Facebook • Goodreads Special Weekend Sale!
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Once upon a time, I had a life before Levi. It's a time that is sometimes hard for me to remember. But with our lives on the brink of disaster caused only by my own actions, and solely my past... It is time for me to give the world a look at my deepest and sometimes darkest thoughts. This is Seven's Domme Diary. A look at life before Levi. A peek into life before Hers. Will you ever be able to look at Seven the same again? Author: Leighton Riley Cover Designer: Ashley Christin Release Date: June 10, 2014 Synopsis Payton wrote a self-published book regaling her encounters with men while visiting Las Vegas. To her horror, life changes in more ways than one when someone finds out her true identity. Ryder, a successful publisher, is determined to find and sign Reece Edwards. Using what little information he can find on her, he sets out to find her, feeling it will definitely be worth the chase. While on his search for Reece, Ryder meets Payton and the chemistry is explosive. Payton has done well with not allowing anyone to get close to her, but something is different with Ryder. Ryder canât get Payton out of his head, but he is still on his mission to locate Reece. With two tragic pasts, Payton and Ryder each have demons to overcome. Will they be able to put those demons to rest or will it be all for nothing? Stalk Leighton Riley Hosted By: Title: Tempt My Heart Author: Danielle Jamie Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: May 2 2014 **WARNING** This book will emotionally wreck you!! Do not read at work or in a crowd of people unless you're okay with them watching you ugly cry like Farrah Abraham haaa!! Then as soon as you recover from your emotional breakdown prepare to be VERY hot & bothered!!! This is a heart wrenching tale of love and loss with a sexy twist in the form of rockers Jordon Valentine and Brittan McKenna. If you love sexy rockstars and are a sucker for a sad story then Tempt My Heart is your kind of book. Bloggers say they haven't cried this hard since 'Taking Chances' By Molly McAdams and crushed so hard on a rocker since Kellan Kyle! This standalone is a must read! Brittan McKenna and Jordon Valentine are going to rock your world. BLURB! Brittan McKennaâs life was perfect. After getting engaged to her high school sweetheart her happily ever after seemed to be all planned out. However after 9/11 her fiancé drops out of college to enlist; Brittanâs life takes a swift turn.During his tour she tried to stay strong and hold onto the hope that he'd soon return to her, but then the unthinkable happens and she gets the news every military spouse prays they never have to hear. On the day Cane died, Brittan believed her heart had died along with him...or so she thought until her passion for music causes her to blaze a new trail testing fate and âtempting tomorrowâ. Eight years marks the anniversary of Caneâs death when Brittan sets eyes upon Jordon; a guitarist whose shrouded in mystery and a world class bad boy for her bands opening act, Tempting Tomorrow. Will he have that spark to set Brittanâs heart a light? After swearing off love will Brittan allow herself to feel again after years of trying anything to numb her pain and heartache? Does Jordon have what it takes to win her heart and make Brittan love again? Falling for a rock star is a dangerous game, but itâs a hopeless task when you both have hidden demons. For Jordon love does not exist... not until he meets the lovely Brittan who has the power to tame the untameable beast inside of him. Will Brittan open her heart to love or will she sabotage the relationship before it even has a chance? ALTERNATIVE POV Jordon Leaning against the sink resting my hands against the cool marble, I stare at myself in the mirror. What the fuck did I just do? I think to myself as I try to shake the words of doubt from my mind. I just fucked the most gorgeous woman on the damn planet but now I have a seriously problem. The sex was too good. How the fuck am I going to be able to act as if this didnâtâ happen and travel with her for the next six months? I now understand why Brittan is so serious about never mixing business with pleasure. But for her and me itâs two totally different reasons. For her she doesnât want the drama. For meâ¦itâs going to be torture. Pure. Fucking. Torture. Because I'm going to have to see her every Goddamn day for the next six months and not be able to bury myself inside of her, like I was five seconds ago. Get your shit together. Sheâs just another chick. Iâll have thousands just like her begging to help me forget about her as soon as we kick this tour off next week. Raking my fingers through my hair, I take in a full breath of air and blow it out slowly as I finally get my feet to move and head back into Brittanâs bedroom. Iâm still stark ass naked as I make my way over to my boxers that are lying on the floor at the foot of her bed. Brittanâs eyes land on me and flicker with a look of desire then darken with pain instantly making my chest ache. Grabbing my boxers I slip them on and ask, âAre you okay?â Brittan instantly goes from looking like her puppy just died to flashing me an all teeth smile which I can instantly tell is forced. I canât wrap my head around this girl. âYeah, Iâm great. Just tired, todayâs been a roller coaster of emotions that have left my mind and body exhausted.â I immediately remember an article I read in a magazine the other day with Brittan. She was being interviewed by some music blogger about our upcoming tour, then she was talking about some new charity thing sheâs doing in the memory of her fiancé. If I remember correctly he died eight years to the day. I canât believe she actually showed up to the party with it being the anniversary and all. I guess sheâs just trying to move on with her life. Now I feel like an ass for coming on so strong tonight. Crawling onto the bed I lie down next her, propping myself up on my left arm. We both stare at each other for a few seconds without speaking as I gaze down into her gorgeous big brown eyes. I try to see past the facade sheâs putting on for me. I am trying to keep my emotions in check and not let Brittan see sheâs getting to me. But I'm failing miserably because I instantly notice that Brittan sees the pain in my eyes that Iâm trying to mask. I donât know why but seeing the sadness that is all consuming for her is so raw. I feel as if I can feel every ounce of sadness that sheâs feeling. Raising my hand, I use the pad of my thumb and gently brush away a few stray strands of her dark silky hair from her face and tuck them behind her ear. Slowly I slide my tongue over my lips trying to moisten my mouth that is now dry and starving to be quenched by her intoxicating kiss. So much for just getting the hell out of here. I canât fool myself; I am definitely feeling something for this woman. Staring down at her I canât help but tell her exactly what is bouncing around inside my head, âYou are a mysterious and captivating woman, Brittan McKenna. I am trying so hard to read you, but I officially think itâs impossible.â A look of shock and amusement flashes across her face as she falls back on the pillows beneath her. She lets out a low belly laugh that makes my lungs stop working momentarily and my heart stammers against my fucking chest. I canât control my actions now. My body is taking over and ignoring the voice in my head telling me to get my shit an get the hell out of here, right the fuck now. Leaning down I kiss a path from the small curve of her jaw, breathing in the smell of me on her skin, mixed with a fruity scent as I work my lips up to her mouth. With each kiss I press to her skin, her laughter quiets and slowly stops. âSorryâ¦â Brittan says breathlessly with her voice soft and sweet. Each time this woman speaks, she makes my brain go haywire. âI canât even read myself half the time, so donât feel bad. I donât think anyone will ever understand me. And captivating is far from the word Iâd useâ¦more like complicated.â I canât help but take notice to the sadness in her words. It guts me to know she feels this way. It's as if no one will ever understand her and will waste their time if they even bother to try. I donât know how she doesnât see what I see. When I look at her I see a woman whoâs strong, talented, beautiful; and has the ability to bring me to my knees with just the slightest touch and those kiss me lips. Grabbing her chin, I force her to look at me. Sheâs spent the last few seconds with her eyes fixated on the chandelier above her bed, trying to keep from looking at me. Iâm going to make her look at me and listen to what I have to say whether she wants to or not. I breath in a fast sharp breath before speaking, âTo me, Brittan, you are the most captivating woman Iâve ever met. The second I saw you dancing tonight I couldnât take my eyes off of you. No matter how hard I tried. You donât see it, but you are beautiful and are worth someone taking the time to see the real you. Not the facade you put on for the outside world.â She just stares up at me frozen and dazed. Her mouth moves but nothing comes out. Itâs adorable. The corners of my lips curl up into a ghost of a smile, as she reaches up gently sliding her delicate little fingers through my hair. I feel her nails scratching at my scalp causing a shiver to shoot down my back and cause my dick to ache in my briefs. Palming the back of my head she pulls me down to her, crashing our lips together. Giving me one more ârock my fucking worldâ kiss, with those perfect lips of hers. I can feel it in her kissâ¦sheâs saying goodbye. Not just for tonight. Forever. From here on out weâll just be Brittan and Jordon, two musicians touring together. I donât know why but I actually feel a little pissed about this. Normally, Iâm happy that I donât have to try and explain that after tonight there will not be any dates, phone calls, or texts. I expect nothing but a night of casual sex followed by see ya later. As I pull away from her kiss she whispers up at me with her sexy little voice, âGood night, Jordon.â My heart stammers against my ribcage again, Iâm now the one forcing a fake ass smile at her. I climb off the bed without saying anything in return. If I try to talk Iâll end up saying something weâll both regret, and wish was never spoken when the morning comes. In record time, I collect all of my clothes and throw them on before heading out the door and fishing my phone out of my jeans. I quickly shoot a text to the guys letting them know Iâll be at the hotel and will see them in the morning. I sit down onto the stone steps outside Brittanâs front entrance and call a cab. Within fifteen minutes a tiny yell cab is pulling up and asking me, where to? I donât look back as I tell him the name of our hotel. Looking back at the house where I know sheâs inside alone, will only make this moment more difficult. Resting my head against the back seat that smells of stale cigarettes, I run my hands over my face, as images of tonight replay in my head. Iâm totally fucked. Just a few hours with her and sheâs imbedded herself inside of me. The only thing on my agenda tomorrow is getting completely trashed. Hopefully I can find a hot willing chick I can use to fuck Brittan out of my system. If that doesnât work, I know one thingâ¦itâs going to be a long ass six months. Brittan McKenna meets the love of her life, Cane Allen, at 16 years old. After September 11, 2001, Cane decides he wants to serve our country and join the Army to help fight the war on terror. After proposing, Cane is deployed for the second time. While Cane is away, Brittan gets a chance to sing with her favorite local band in Miami. One fateful day, Brittan's worst fears come true, Cane was killed in action in Iraq. After eight years, a downfall with drugs, and six months in rehab, can Brittan find the strength to stay sober, keep her dreams on track to becoming a world famous rock star, and most of all, find love again? On the eight year anniversary of Cane's death, Brittan's record label is throwing a tour launch party for her band, where she meets Jordon Valentine. Jordon awakens feelings in Brittan that she thought were buried with Cane. Can Jordon break down her walls? Can Brittan overcome her inner demons and let someone new in? WOW, is all can ever say about anything Danielle Jamie ever writes! You always feel every single emotion at every point in her books. This is no exception! Going into this book knowing that Brittan doesn't get her happily ever after with Cane, is upsetting once you read how amazing they are together. Their chemistry is magic. This only makes you cry harder when the tragic news comes. I cried right along with Brittan, feeling like I lost a loved one. This story really hits home. I'm sure we all know at least one or two people who served for our country in the war on terror, or any war for that matter. I for one know quite a few, some close, and some not. I'm very thankful for all who serve, past and present, and always pray for their safety. I found myself hoping and wishing Cane would return home unharmed, even knowing it wouldn't happen. When Brittan meets Jordon, the sparks go wild! I loved seeing Jordon stay by Brittan's side no matter what she did or said. Even at her worst, he helped her through. Danielle really knows how to connect to her readers. You literally feel like you are living the life of these characters. I love an amazing read with so much connection. Brittan and Jordon's journey is obviously not easy, but they do get the happily ever after they both so much deserve. What a roller coaster ride it was, and I loved every second of it. I will rave about this book for as long as I can, and recommend it to everyone. Tempt My Heart is an absolute MUST READ! Five amazing stars from me. Amazon UK~ http://goo.gl/lGtPHG Amazon CA~ http://goo.gl/Y4CxL1 Amazon Bestselling Author and a mother of 3 wonderful kids. Madison 10 Bailey 6 and Finn 2. I run a successful online boutique, Bailey Booperâs Boutique; many of my items featured on Teen Mom 2. I live in a small town in NY with my husband of 11 years, enjoying my happily ever after. My perfect day is spending time at the beach, I love the Ocean. Iâm an outdoorsy type of girl; every chance I get Iâm outside walking or running around with my kids. I have been writing for as long as I can remember but I finally decide to peruse my dreams of sharing my stories with the world when I published my first Novel Irresistible Desire back in March 2013. Hosted By Some people need love… I need sex, money, control, and power. Anyone could have those four things, but only one could have VIP. Becoming Madam was never a choice for me, it was a mandated order from the most powerful woman I knew- my mother. I was born to fill her shoes, never to make mistakes, or to show weakness. You are the product of your environment. They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree; you learn from what you see, not from what you're told. Nature vs. Nurture. I learned from it all; what I saw, what I didn't see, what I was told, and from reading between the lines. I was raised with the belief that the world spun ONLY because of me. I held power as far back as I can remember, saw things no one ever talks about, and witnessed illegal acts of sex, drugs, and money by the time I was eighteen. You saw a glimpse of me in VIP, now see it from the beginning. Enter my world where anything goes; no judgments, no remorse, no guilt. You play by my rules, or you don’t play at all. There are no limits to what I can do, or to what I can show you…I will ensure my legacy my any means necessary. My name is Lilith Veronica Stone, and I am The Madam. Warning: Book contains adult situations. Dark content/sex/drugs/language. Mature readers only. ** Available May 19th 2014! ** ~ Amazon ~ Goodreads ~ The Madam Book Trailer ~ B&N ~ INSERT EXCERPT ** I don't even know where to start with this. Madam's whole story is just...unbelievably fascinating. You feel every single emotion portrayed - happiness, sadness, anger, joy, angst, lust, love, want, need, I want to f**king punch someone...you name it, it was there. I **Before you read The Madam, be sure and read book 1: VIP** 32 year old Sebastian Vanwell, was a very successful yacht broker, who always loved the design and architecture of a luxurious boat. His only addiction was being on the water. He loved it, he thrived on it, and he needed it in his life. After a very stable, loving childhood with only a few bumps, Sebastian married the love of his life. The one person that he knew would always be there. Julia was his rock, and he loved her more than life itself. Sebastian kept his addiction to the water under control, wanting to keep his time with his wife and son his number one obsession, that was until he saw her. This new addiction haunted him, the one compulsion that he couldn't control no matter how hard he tried. Ysabelle Telle hit him hard, knocking the wind from his lungs. Coming from worlds apart, beautiful, dark complexion Ysabelle Telle didn't have the rich, protected background that Sebastian Vanwell had. Ysabelle lived a life of hell, in poverty, growing up with a drug addict mother that never cared, and horrific living conditions. Ysabelle lived for one person and one person only; herself. She was pure perfection, her beauty along with a flawless body had men lined up, driveling over her ensuring her success as a VIP. There are too many words that describe the effects when two diverse worlds like theirs collide. They both have too much to lose to get caught in the forceful pull, which could destroy them both. Warning sex/drugs/language. Mature readers only ~ Amazon ~ Goodreads ~ B&N ~ Book Trailer ~ a Rafflecopter giveaway M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein. She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left. She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat. Hosted by: One More Chapter Out of Reach by Missy Johnson Publication Date: May 8, 2014 Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance Purchase from: Amazon • Nook • Add to Goodreads. Synopsis: Andy and I had been best friends since we were eight-years old. Watching him slowly fade away, ever closer to his final breath, made me so incredibly angry. I knew there was nothing I could do to change it--I had given in to despair, but Andy had not. He had one last hand to play. He wasn't going to simply sit back and wait for Death to claim him--not Andy. He was going to live life until he couldn't hold his eyes open any longer. Andy didn't want to die in some sterile hospital and asked me to take him and Emily to the beach. It would be our last road trip together. Emily. Emily was a problem for me. I harbored a secret that would have torn our friendship apart. I was in love with Andy's girl, and had been since she'd walked into our sixth grade class, so many years ago. So what kind of person am I? My best friend is dying, and it's awful--but my heart still aches for his girl. I hate myself for thinking beyond Andy's death and whether there could ever be a future for Emily and I, but I can't help it. I love her. About the Author: Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she’s a cat, a cat who thinks he’s a dog…you get the picture). When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read. SECOND CHANCE HERO Author: REBECCA SHERWIN Cover Design: RfR design Re-Release: May 12, 2014 'He owns me. Completely, irrevocably. He always has. My heart, body and soul belong to this man and I wouldn't have it any other way. I just hope I'm not too late...'Two best friends. One Christmas. Unpredictable events that tear a perfect friendship apart. Jenna Rivera changed after the night on the beach where her heart was broken and she lost everything she thought she had. Gone is the girl who was raised by the sea, replaced by the city girl she swore she'd never be. Deacon Reid, owner of D R & Son Property Development and the town playboy spends his days avoiding everything his life was before the death of his father five years ago. After losing his dad and his best friend in the same night, Deacon went in search of the trait girls... Five and a half years, countless one night stands and a stockbroker boyfriend later, Jenna and Deacon reunite. The past and present collide as they mask the all consuming love they feel for each other with a dangerous cocktail of anger, jealousy and lust. Deacon makes it his mission to win Jenna back, to save her from the years of pain he caused. He swears to be her hero, grasping with both hands at their second chance at the kind of love many dream of . In life nothing is certain, and every day must be treated as if it's your last. Can they save their love, and each other, before it's too late? Rebecca Sherwin is now one of my top authors. Second Chance Hero was so beautifully written, I know I’ll never be able to forget it. Deacon Reid and Jenna Rivera have been best friends ever since they were seven years old. They’ve been in love with each other since they were seven years old. One night, the same night that Deacon loses his father in a car crash, the two share a kiss. When Deacon shuns Jenna afterwards, she runs back to London, where she attends school with Deacon. Deacon never makes it back to London, having to stay in their hometown of Folquay to run his dad’s construction business. Jenna makes her way back to Folquay five years later. She’s grown up. She has two cake shops and a steady boyfriend. She has it all together. That all flies out the window when her and Deacon lock eyes over the dinner table. Deacon and Jenna can no longer fight their attraction for each other. All the love they felt years ago is still there, but intensified by a thousand. Can Jenna and Deacon figure out their issues and find their way back to each other? Are they going to screw up the second chance handed to them? I loved this story. If I’m being honest, I was expecting some lame story that I’ve heard before. That was not what I got. This story is about finding love and taking that second chance by the balls. It’s filled with angst, love, anger, and more emotions than you can think of. With love there comes sex. Rebecca Sherwin knows how to write sex. The scenes between Deacon and Jenna were explicitly hot. She’s very creative too. I’ll leave that up to your interpretation… I am reviewing the second release of Second Chance Hero. If you read this before and didn’t like it, give it another chance. She added some things and it’s been edited. I never read the first version, but this version is fantastic! I chatted Rebecca over Facebook as I read. Our conversation was filled with my shouty capitals and lol moments. This is a great read and I recommend it for everyone. Five stars for Second Chance Hero, Rebecca. Five stars for Deacon and Jenna and their second chance. May their love live on forever. “What?” I ask when I notice Deac is looking at me. “I’m going to do something,” He clears his throat. “if you don’t like it forget it ever happened, okay?” I nod. I haven’t got a clue what he’s talking about, but I agree anyway. He takes my face in his hands like he did in the pub and I’m grateful again for the warmth. I close my eyes allowing the heat to spread and wonder how I’ve got half a sheep knitted around my hands and they’re still numb as anything, yet his are – Deacon’s lips touch mine, so gently I’m not sure if it’s real. I want to look but I’m stunned. He presses his mouth to me with a little more force, asking for my permission. I pull my frozen hands out from my coat pocket and wrap my arms around his neck; the heat radiates off him as he takes a step forward and our bodies touch. I’ve never admitted to myself that I’m attracted to the man who holds my hair back when I’m drunkenly sick everywhere, who’s held me when I’ve cried over boys; the same man who dried my hair for me when I had a broken wrist a few months ago and couldn't do it myself. But now as his lips caress mine, and he licks along my bottom lip asking for my approval to deepen our embrace, I can admit that I’m attracted to my best friend. He smells like his favourite shower gel and pure masculinity. I’m melting, scorching hot, standing by the sea in the snow. An hour later, we’re still by the sea; Deacon’s arm is around my shoulder, as I lean into him and link my fingers with his. I don’t know what happened; we haven’t said anything since we kissed; but something has changed and I don’t think our friendship will be the same. All I can think about is the taste of his mouth and the sound of his ragged breaths as he held me to him with his hands on my lower back. “What are you going to do when you graduate?” I ask him, braving the subject. He never seems to know what he wants to do, but I‘m wondering if he thinks we’ll have a future together. “I’m gonna go travelling for a while, I think. Come back and open up my own place in the city.” “London city?” “Yeah. I like it there.” I nod, feeling a stab of pain in my chest. “I don’t even need to ask you, do I?” “Why don’t you?” I ask, taking the force of another stab. “Come on, you're the biggest country bumpkin I know. My bet is you’ll be back here the day after graduation and you’ll open up a bakery in town.” “I don’t want to own a bakery. I want to bake cakes, that’s different. And maybe I want to do that in the city.” He laughs a loud bellowing laugh that is so un-Deacon. I’m hurt and offended. “You’re no city girl, Jen.” There’s a long silence. Deacon is my best friend; silences are never awkward, but right now his actions say more than words ever could. Tonight, when I need him to talk to me, he leaves us in a suffocating silence and stares out at the sea. Each crashing wave and moment of unspoken words breakmy heart a little more. Deacon has just broken our friendship for something that meant everything to me and absolutely nothing to him. Rebecca is a coffee drinking, music loving, working single mother and writing insomniac. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and when she’s not reading she’s squeezing her eyes shut and willing sleep to descend. She writes about serious issues, giving emotional turmoil a twist and adding a little humour and sarcasm. Her stories are real and relatable, yet unexpected and unpredictable. Every writer was a reader first and Rebecca owes her passion for creating and telling emotional tales to the stories she has read and the people, places and experiences that have, and continue to, inspire her. Rebecca wants her readers to escape to a world where fairy tales and true love exist, wrapping her stories up with angst, passion and curveballs you won't see coming. Her writing aims to bring problems and tragedies people face every day to light, make them relatable and leave her readers thinking long after they’ve read the last page. Title: Out of Reach Author: Missy Johnson Release Date: May 8, 2014 My best friend was dying and I was in love with his girl. Andy and I had been best friends since we were eight-years old. Watching him slowly fade away, ever closer to his final breath, made me so incredibly angry. I knew there was nothing I could do to change it--I had given in to despair, but Andy had not. He had one last hand to play. He wasn't going to simply sit back and wait for Death to claim him--not Andy. He was going to live life until he couldn't hold his eyes open any longer. Andy didn't want to die in some sterile hospital and asked me to take him and Emily to the beach. It would be our last road trip together. Emily. Emily was a problem for me. I harbored a secret that would have torn our friendship apart. I was in love with Andy's girl, and had been since she'd walked into our sixth grade class, so many years ago. So what kind of person am I? My best friend is dying, and it's awful--but my heart still aches for his girl. I hate myself for thinking beyond Andy's death and whether there could ever be a future for Emily and I, but I can't help it. I'm in love with her. Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks he's a dog...you get the picture). When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read. SECOND CHANCE HERO Author: REBECCA SHERWIN Cover Design: RfR design Re-Release: May 12, 2014 'He owns me. Completely, irrevocably. He always has. My heart, body and soul belong to this man and I wouldn't have it any other way. I just hope I'm not too late...'Two best friends. One Christmas. Unpredictable events that tear a perfect friendship apart. Jenna Rivera changed after the night on the beach where her heart was broken and she lost everything she thought she had. Gone is the girl who was raised by the sea, replaced by the city girl she swore she'd never be. Deacon Reid, owner of D R & Son Property Development and the town playboy spends his days avoiding everything his life was before the death of his father five years ago. After losing his dad and his best friend in the same night, Deacon went in search of the trait girls... Five and a half years, countless one night stands and a stockbroker boyfriend later, Jenna and Deacon reunite. The past and present collide as they mask the all consuming love they feel for each other with a dangerous cocktail of anger, jealousy and lust. Deacon makes it his mission to win Jenna back, to save her from the years of pain he caused. He swears to be her hero, grasping with both hands at their second chance at the kind of love many dream of . In life nothing is certain, and every day must be treated as if it's your last. Can they save their love, and each other, before it's too late? Rebecca is a coffee drinking, music loving, working single mother and writing insomniac. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and when she’s not reading she’s squeezing her eyes shut and willing sleep to descend. She writes about serious issues, giving emotional turmoil a twist and adding a little humour and sarcasm. Her stories are real and relatable, yet unexpected and unpredictable. Every writer was a reader first and Rebecca owes her passion for creating and telling emotional tales to the stories she has read and the people, places and experiences that have, and continue to, inspire her. Rebecca wants her readers to escape to a world where fairy tales and true love exist, wrapping her stories up with angst, passion and curveballs you won't see coming. Her writing aims to bring problems and tragedies people face every day to light, make them relatable and leave her readers thinking long after they’ve read the last page. Grand Prize A Signed Paperback Copy of "SECOND CHANCE HERO", and A "SECOND CHANCE HERO" Charm Bracelet, and A Fabulous Swag Pack!! Extra Prizes 1 $15 iTunes Gift Card 1 $10 Amazon Gift Card 2 e-copies "SECOND CHANCE HERO" NOW LIVE!On a day like any other, Allyn Sommers went off to work, not knowing that her life was about to be irrevocably and horrifically altered. Three years later, Allyn is still a prisoner in her own home held captive by harrowing fear. Broken and damaged, Allyn seeks help from someone that fate brought her. Dr. Dominic Shriver is a psychiatrist who’s drawn to difficult cases. He must push past his own personal battles to help Allyn fight her monsters and nightmares. Is Dr. Shriver the answer to her healing? Can Allyn overcome the broken? “I haven’t done this in a long time,” I whisper timidly when he’s close.The edges of Dominic’s mouth lift as the small smile that graces his lips is reflected in his eyes. “We’ll take it slow. There’s no rush. Just move away if you want to stop.” Right now, I just want to feel him. Feel his perfect, fevered lips on mine, feel myself give him control while I’m in his arms, and feel how very right this moment is. With one hand around my lower back, he carefully runs his fingertips down my jaw, coaxing me to relax and just enjoy it. His lips expertly trail down my neck, and I move my head to the side, elongating my neck to give him more skin to touch. “You’re lovely,” he mumbles as he worships my throat. With his palm slowly moving across my neck he smoothly pushes my hair away to fall down my back. Slowly Dominic moves his head and presses a kiss to the hollow of my throat. “Mmm.” A raw sound of pleasure escapes me. Dominic’s tongue caresses the sensitive spot just below my ear. “Oh God,” I whisper, wanting more of this. His hand tangles into my hair. “You have the most tantalizing lips, and I can’t wait to taste them. But this succulent skin on your neck is too mouth-watering to neglect,” he murmurs in my ear. I’m caught up in delicious, foreign sensations. Feelings I never thought would happen to me again. I don't do 'normal'. I've found that the more I write, the more I like being different to other authors. I write in first person, and I love to challenge a reader. I take the normal and switch it around. For me, I really enjoy getting a reaction from a reader. So if I can evoke an emotion (regardless of if it's the emotion the reader wants) then I figure that I've done my job as an author I want to be. I really quite revel in taking people out of their comfort zones and pushing them to read something different. My genre of writing is, well quite frankly, where ever my mind goes. I won't label myself because I don't like sticking to one genre. My goal with writing is just to take people away from whatever is going on in their lives, even if it's only for a split second. I'm a go with the flow sort of person and don't really take a course of action to get where I am going. I live in the moment and don't usually worry about tomorrow because whatever life is due to bring me, I'll be happy to accept. I love my family and friends and will help anyway I can if someone needs it. I really don't like people that are nasty just because they can be, I don't believe that's necessary, I mean life's hard enough as it is! I hope you enjoy my books, I've had a hoot writing them. There's more to come..... Til next time. M xx * Margaret on FACEBOOK *Margaret is giving away a $30 Amazon gift card, a $10 Amazon gift card, and 3 e-copies of A Life Less Broken. a Rafflecopter giveaway |