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Showing posts with label novella. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

CALLING ALL BLOGGERS!

I'm teaming up with The Book Enthusiast for a Cover Reveal on January 22nd for my upcoming novella, Trust. If you are interested in being a part of the tour, please take a moment to fill out this form:

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

*New Release Alert* Bliss by Maven West

Author: Maven West
Publication: July 2, 2013
Purchase: Amazon.com

Happy Release Day to new author Maven West!

Blurb

Falling in love and then losing the most important person in your life…
Was it fate? For three years Morgan was married to the love of her life, Eric. A perfect marriage, a perfect friendship everything she could want, everything she needed. But when Eric dies in a car accident, everything she ever wanted is taken on that same fateful day.
And then she meets Carter Sterling, he’s your typical player. And there is one serious problem—Carter is seeing her friend, Ana.
Morgan is desperately searching for someone to fill the emptiness inside of her. But getting involved with Carter or anyone may not be what she needs. But Carter has his own plans, and Morgan isn’t part of it.
All she wants is to feel that way again…
Warning: Contains explicit situations and language.


Excerpt


I knew Eric would have wanted me to move on.
But he would have hated to know I moved on with my grief counselor.
I didn’t know the first thing about grief, or dealing with it, or how to control the breakdown I went through every night when I went back to the apartment we shared together.
I was broken.
I dropped my head back, closing my eyes as Jon’s teeth slid down the flesh of my neck. His tongue visited my earlobe and made my toes curl.
And he made me forget. There were pluses to banging the grief counselor, and also minuses, his own emotional baggage—his dead wife.
I wondered why such a man needed to bang in cars before grief meetings. But as I yanked him by his lush head of dark hair down to my tits I knew why. He was a mess just like me.
“What time is it?” he asked his breath heavy as he worked his gorgeous body back and forth in the perfect rhythm slamming into me over and over again.
I pressed my hand against his mouth making him stop talking. “I’m about to cum and you’re worried about the time?”
He went for my mouth, trying his best to plant a kiss on my lips. I shook my head; my lips were reserved for Eric and only Eric. He drew back like a snake bit him, and slapped on the expression of a man with a bruised ego.
“Not a lot of men want to fuck a girl with issues,” he said.
I stared into his eyes, flecks of gold decorated the center, and a lush set of dark eyelashes covered them. “You’re fucking me.” I reminded him straining under the weight of his muscular body, twirling my hips around his manhood to get him to forget the lecture he wanted to hand over.
He pressed his forehead into my chest, doing his best to hold onto the control. “Because I get you.”
I squeezed his ass refusing to let him stop me. “You don’t get me. You love fucking me. You miss your wife, I miss my husband and you’re the best sex I have had since he died.”
And that was all she wrote. Jon groaned pressing his face against mine, he had beat me to the finish line. I liked the sound of his voice against my ear as he exploded inside me.
 And now it was my turn to make it there,around and around I went begging my body to let go, to give in and let me remember what it felt like to release, but it didn’t happen.
I closed my eyes throwing my head back against the leather of his backseat, hot, and defeated.
“It’s past six,” Jonathan said snapping off the condom. “Shit, we’re late.”
I rolled my eyes watching him tie up the end of the rubber. He found his shirt and slipped it on using his elbow to wipe away the moisture on his window.
I was sure Eric never expected that I would be naked in the back of an old four door wondering why I couldn’t orgasm. He always knew how to get me off;
He was the epitome of what making love was all about. Anymore I seemed to be chasing the ghost of what once was.

Friday, April 19, 2013

Friday Fun Day!

I don't normally post on Fridays, but today is extra special. 

So...

Do you like watching YouTube? 

Have you ever watched a book trailer?

What trailer is your favorite? (I want to watch it too!) 

Now, answer me this...

Have you watched STRANDED'S book trailer? 

Well, you're in luck! I have it right here. 

Check it out and share your thoughts :) 

 

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Saturday Sneak Peek~

"Good morning," I say quietly.

"I love your sleepy voice," she sighs. Her fingers work into my hair and I close my eyes. I love that. My life is so perfect. It's scary as hell.

I press my hand into her stomach, spreading my fingers across the towel. She shakes her head. "Don't start." Her voice is breathless and I know she doesn't really mean it. "We're supposed to be at the house by noon."

I smirk at her deviously. "We have plenty of time."

Her hand on my chest stops my advance towards her neck. "I have to make the pies." She swallows and my eyes are drawn to the delicate movement of her throat. I want to put my lips there so badly.

She pushes against me and I roll off her with a loud groan. "Fine. Go make pie, but I better get a piece of yours as soon as we get home."

She pauses halfway to the closet and spins around. Without warning, she pounces on me, forcing the breath from my lungs.

"Say it again," Hope whispers against my cheek.

"Ugh. What?" I croak. Her knee may have grazed a testicle. I may never be capable of having children or walking normal again. "That I want a piece of your pie? I think I tell you that every day." I adjust her leg, moving away from the boys, and finally look at her face. Her eyes are bright with excitement and she's smiling widely.

I love her smile.

"The part about being home--as soon as we  get home."

Jesus. This is why I love this girl. I grip her cheeks and kiss her deeply. "Our home," I say against her lips. "Our bedroom." I kiss her again. "Our bed."

"Our pie?"

I laugh. "No, that's just mine."

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Such a good book! How can you not love these two?! 
Make sure to add Blackbird to your TBR and if you haven't already checked out the full length novel Sometimes Never, definitely do that too! 


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