It is March and loyal followers of this blog all know what March means. That’s right – Vampire Month. That random idea I had many years ago to create a themed event because, one March, I happened to have four Vampire authors just itching to get some guest posts out there… Then, for some insane reason, once I had laid it to rest at the end of March I decided to bring it back for another year… and another… and another…
A lot has happened since then but Vampire month has managed to be released on time every year, no matter how busy or distracted I get. This year is no exception with regards to the distraction. I’ve started working on some educational resources (first one published recently, the other two still in production) and also been trying to work on several new projects, including a Vampire based story of my own for an upcoming anthlology to follow up the Over the Top Alphas collection (https://www.amazon.com/this-world-Alphas-Brynn-Burke-ebook/dp/B07MMVY2LK). This is unusual for me because I do not normally write about Vampires. Well, apparently now I do…
All of this distraction has meant that I have not been able to get hold of four Vampire authors to do spots this year. So, this year I have opted for a more freeform approach. Instead of the traditional ‘guest post and interview’ combo for all participants, this year contributors are free to submit what they want – guest posts, interviews, photos, flash fiction, anything that fits the theme. I am also going to do a couple of posts myself. One on a Vampire photoshoot I went on recently and the other on the short I am writing for the anthology.
So, expect the first post sometime early next week…
I regret all of it, every damn thing I said to her.
Now I might not have the chance to tell her everything. I may never get a chance to apologize to her. To tell her how my worst fear is losing her and that I’m afraid I may have pushed her to do that. I was on my way to Bubba’s that night and found her car on the side of the road. Rafael has her, and I’ll do everything I can to get her back.
I will slaughter anything in my past, because I won’t live with any regret.
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Today we have another release by C.A Bell to showcase to go with Angel that appeared in a previous blog. So, check out her latest: Suave.
#NewRelease #Sexy #Fun #LaughOutLoud #Erotic novel #KindleUnlimited
Suave by C.A.Bell
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I make sexy, sexier.
When a woman is on my arm, you can bet your life she suddenly becomes a hundred times more appealing to everyone else around. Why? Because I’m shit hot and I make them look shit hot, too.
There’s no doubt about it, I’m an arrogant hunk with an impressive six-pack.
I’m not looking for love. I’m not looking for money. I’m just looking for a hot woman to stroke a few things—my ego being one of them.
I choose my women like I choose my wine—if she doesn’t smell fruity or look rich, she’s got no chance.
I make sexy, sexier.
When a man or woman is on my arm, you can bet your arse they suddenly become a hundred times more appealing to everyone else around. Why? Because I’m sexy as shit and I make them look sexy as shit, too.
There’s no doubt about it, I’m a sexy, powerful woman with an impressive pair of legs.
I’m not looking for love. I’m not looking for money. I’m just looking for a hot man or woman to stroke a few things—my ego being one of them.
I choose my prey like I choose my perfume—if they don’t smell sweet or look expensive, they’ve got no chance.
They’re both egotistical, powerful people with uncontrollably intense sexual appetites.
But, what happens when two forces collide because they want the same thing, the same woman? I’ll tell you what happens—mighty, sexy things.
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I met Samantha the night before the Manchester Author signing event in August last year. She dragged me out to a pub near the venue and there was entertainment galore. This week many of her books are on free as she builds up to her attendance at the West Midlands signing event.
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Obsession (Volkov Mafia #1)
I had it all, friends, designer everything and money.
With my degree in the bag it was my time to shine, a new beginning just for me. To live my life my way and not to conform to anyone else’s plan.
One day changed all of that and everything I knew was taken away from me.
When It happened that one catastrophic event, the person I was before was ripped away from me in the blink of an eye.
How could I deal with the pain of betrayal?
Will I ever be able to deal with what happened? To find my inner strength to get me through or will the person I once was cease to exist?
After everything that happened and everything I learn, can I ever go back to who I was before?
Who can you trust, when you lose yourself?
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Unexpected Christmas (Volkov Mafia #2)
We have been to hell and back, So our love is treasured. We have overcome so much. We are stronger than ever. As we wait for the impending arrival of our baby, and the joy of spending our first Christmas together. Will it all go to plan? Or will fate have other ideas.
The past Six Months have been bliss. Watching Faith bloom everyday, knowing that she is carrying my child. Doesn’t get better than this. She is strong. She is mine.
I fly back out to Russia, end up stuck here longer than I expect, will I make it back in time for Christmas, or will I miss more than just that?
Join Faith and Damien as the celebrate the holidays, will it turn out how they hope? Join them in this little holiday treat..
Mature readers only 18+ due to graphic and sexy scenes
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Fractured (Volkov Mafia #3)
She destroyed me, she fractured my heart too many times. I still need her, I still want her, now all I have to do is go get her. Show her I’m the only man she needs.
I’m lost, I’m broken, I’m ruined.
Through the torment and the suffering he brought me back from the brink, then I took our son and ran from the only man who ever loved me.
I can’t be in his world, I’m not strong enough to fight for him, the only man I will ever love.
Can Cami and Malc overcome everything that has happened, to get their happy ever after, or is the past and present to much to fight against.
18+ due to mature content. some parts of this book maybe difficult for some to read. may have triggers. and lots of steamy content.
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Redemption (Volkov Mafia #4)
Guilt eats away at your soul. Pride makes you foolish. I want to be more for her.
Scared to try and petrified of failure.
She came into my life showing more fight and courage than anyone I had ever meet.
Through my wrong doings, she was saved!
As time goes by, she brands herself on my heart.
I have to walk away, I have to say goodbye.
But having her once will never be enough.
Redemption comes at a price and I’m just scared that’s it’s going to be Emma!
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Secrets and Whispers (Club Secrets & Whispers Book 1)
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Are you willing to go behind closed doors?
18+ due to adult content, scenes of a sexual nature, may cause triggers
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I wouldn’t say that I wanted to be a writer from when I was little.
I only really started reading often when I had baby number five, as he was born very early and spent thirteen weeks in special care. It was then that I discovered my love for reading.
From then on, I was hooked. I read all types of romance books.
It dawned on me that I wanted to be more than a mum/reader/blogger. I wanted to write, as I have a very active imagination, so I put pen to paper.
I write romance – contemporary, dark and erotic.
I like to write about loss, pain and love, and what it’s like to fight for your happy ever after.
Today we have an interview with Ben Ireland, author of Kingdom City: Revolt. You can also check out the Rafflecopter and other members of the blog tour on this link.
1. How did you come up with the concept of your story?
Before I wrote books, I thought to myself “I want to write something, but it needs to be cool.” I decided that epic items, like swords, are cool. And then those epic items being needed for something completely unexpected. It was around the swords Fury and Serenity that the entire Kingdom City universe grew. Admittedly, it’s a much more manual thought process than i’ve had with most of my other story ideas; they usually just come to me. But I don’t think that Kingdom City is any less rich or exciting for that.
2. How did you come up with the title?
My little brother LOVES Dungeons & Dragons. Years before I called myself a writer, he was drawing a map for a campaign he was planning and I walked up behind him. He couldn’t think of a name for the capital city of the kingdom, so he called it Kingdom City. I thought that had an amazing ring to it so I stored it away for later use. Once you read the books, you’ll understand why they are subtitled Resurrection, and Revolt.
3. Please provide some insight into or a secret or two about your story.
Revolt is not just about the physical fight against what the Representative is trying to do to the population of Kingdom City, it’s also about the internal revolt of the characters against their internal natures. Paul is torn between leading the revolt and forsaking everything to save his family. There are also several characters that are dealing with internal conflicts that aren’t apparent at first. Through a careful reading, I think you’ll be able to figure out who is hiding something.
4. What was the most surprising part of writing this book?
I was most surprised by how dark it was. I was always fascinated by things that were a little dark and gritty, so I set out to create something edgy. Once I was done and I reread the book, I was taken aback by how dark it had actually become. Reading the first chapter again after not seeing it for several months made me think ‘oh gee, I wrote that?’ I think darkness in art is important to help us see the light and good in life. Though I believe some authors take that too far. RR Martin is a prime example. I feel that artists that write darkness simply because it’s “realistic” miss the point of art.
5. What was the hardest part of writing your book, and how did you overcome it?
Finding time! I love writing and I love telling stories. I haven’t experienced writer’s block, so to speak. My mind it brimming with stories and ideas and the fountain hasn’t run down, let alone run out. As a worker and a father I did the only thing I could do to find time. Sleep less. Some weeks I was going on three and a half hours a night when I had to.
6. What is your preferred writing genre?
I lean towards fantasy, especially urban fantasy. I get a rush when someone isn’t only smart enough to solve their problems, but they can also solve them with fire. Lots and lots of magically invoked fire.
7. Who is your favorite author? Who has most influenced your work?
Early on, I loved The Hobbit—it was the first big-kid book I read twice (One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish was the first little-kid book I read more than once). I read a lot of Azimov growing up, too. Just prior to my writing really taking off, I fell in love with Harry Potter. JK’s world is so colorful and engaging it’s hard to not fall in love. Today I’m an avid fan of Harry Dresden. The engrossing characters and thoroughly conceived world that Butcher has created is something I’m constantly trying to emulate.
8. When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I’ve always loved creating. Probably the worst thing that happened to me is when I took a creative writing class in college. The professor told me that my story was the best thing he’d read “in a long time.” I’ve been spiralling since then. That story ended up being a scene of Kissed a Snake, in Xchyler’s A Dash of Madness short story anthology.
9. Given unlimited resources, what would be your ideal writing environment?
Somewhere close to my kids. A window with a view of the forest would be great, too.
10. Where do you actually write? Do you write on a schedule?
We recently moved and I managed to get an office in the new house. It’s actually a storage closet. But it has a map of Kingdom City on the wall and Slifer the Sky Dragon above my desk, so that’s all I need.
I don’t have a specific time to write. I’m still on the ‘wait until the kids fall to sleep and write until I fall to sleep’ schedule.
11. What is your writing drive? The power that keeps you going when your writing gets difficult?
My brain is full of story ideas and it hurts when I don’t let them out. Writing isn’t a choice, it’s a compulsion.
12. Name one entity that you feel supported your writing, outside of family members.
Tori. Tori supported my writing. Tori, you’re awesome!
And you know, Xchlyer. My publisher.
13. How does writing impact other parts of your life?
It makes me very, very tired. I love creating stories that talk to people that can relate to darkness. My mother doesn’t approve.
14. What activities best give your brain a break? How do you unwind?
Anime and X-files. Though i’m all caught on on X-Files.
15. What are some of your other published works?
Kingdom City: Resurrection (Kingdom City Book 1) http://amzn.to/202KFQE
16. What is your advice to writers?
Figure out who to listen to and who to ignore. If you don’t have people in your life who challenge your creative work, then you’re handicapping yourself. Peter Jackson and George Lucas stopped listening to people that challenged them, and the result is the Hobbit movies and Star Wars episode 1-3. No matter how successful you get, listen to your trusted critics.
17. What’s up next for you?
Kingdom City part3. Working title is Retribution. The original working title was Redemption, but that sounded way too optimistic for Kingdom City.
18. What is your favorite snack while writing?
Chocolate milk. Heaven help me. I drink too much of the stuff.
19. If you had three wishes, what would they be?
A happy, happy birthday to you from me, to earn enough from writing to support my family, and my kids to be healthy and happy. That’s it.
20. Is there anything else you’d like your readers to know about you?
I want my readers to get to know me through my work. Please pick up any of my stories and see what you find.
Just for fun nerd list:
Star Wars or Star Trek? Star Trek
Hunger Games or Divergent? Hunger Games
James Bond or Jack Ryan? Who is Jack Ryan? (Googles it…) I still don’t know who he is.
Sherlock: Robert Downey, Jr. or Benedict Cumberbatch? Downey.
Spock: Leonard Nimoy or Zachary Quinto? They’re both so good in different ways. Not a fair question.
X-Men or Avengers? I would have said X men up until the recent Avengers movies.
Aliens or Predators? Aliens. I mean, there is no escaping them. I don’t care how many wrist mounted bombs you have.
Minions or Penguins? I’m insulted by this question.
Batman or Superman? I’ll get back to you after I see the movie.
Harry Potter or Pirates of the Caribbean? Is it even a comparison? Harry Potter.
Beatles or Rolling Stones? Beatles.
Peter Jackson or James Cameron? James. Peter lost my respect with the Hobbit movies. Seriously, though, how could we not see that coming after he made King Kong?
Steven Spielberg or George Lucas? Steven. George lost my respect with episodes 1-3.Go watch the Red Letter Media review on Star Wars 1 -3 and get back to me.
Vampires or Werewolves? To fight with, against, or to kiss passionately?
LARP or MORPG? MMORPG.
Today we have a guest post by long time Tea Society member and Vampire Month regular, Elizabeth Morgan. She is here to present to us her latest release – erotic suspense novel Creak. I’ll leave her to tell you all about it.
“What happens in Silver Creek…stays in Silver Creek.”
After spending the summer as a recluse due to a bad break-up, Nicole Saunders agrees to go to The Heat Wave Festival with her best friends, Kacey and Tyler.
Along with three other friends, they plan to take a shortcut through the small town of Silver Creek. The last thing any of them expect is to become lost and end up pulling into a motel for the night.
The Creek Motel is isolated and the last place Nicole wants to be, especially after meeting the glacial owner. But her discomfort is soon forgotten as she finally gives in to her feelings and asks Kacey and Tyler to spend the night with her.
This should be bliss, but it quickly turns into a nightmare when she discovers that one of their friends has mysteriously disappeared from her locked room in the middle of the night.
Worried, Nicole presumes the worst, but she will soon discover that isolation can be the perfect stage for those who have something to hide…and that Jayne’s disappearance is more disturbing than any of them could have guessed.
This title contains explicit language and scenes of a sexual and/or violent nature which some readers may find disturbing.
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Creak-Elizabeth-Morgan-ebook/dp/B014LZJV3G/ref=sr_1_16?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1440865613&sr=1-16&keywords=Elizabeth+Morgan
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I pressed my head to the wood, mentally preparing myself for the hard stare of a nosey redhead, but when I turned round, I found an empty bed.
I walked over to the bathroom and pushed the door open only to find the small room empty. My unease began to twist further as I looked round the room. The dishevelled covers and pillows confirmed that I wasn’t going crazy and that she had been in bed, but her case appeared to be missing. I pulled the door to the built-in wardrobe open, hoping like hell she was playing a childish prank to get back at me for my absence, but found it empty, and strangely cold.
A knock on the door caused my heart to flutter. “Who is it?”
I walked over and unlocked the door, pulling it wide. “Is Jayne with you?”
Her brow furrowed. “Er, no. I actually came to see her.”
“She’s not here.”
“Well, where is she?”
“I don’t know.” Guilt stabbed at me. “I, er—I kinda couldn’t sleep so I went and had a few drinks and then crashed with Kacey and Tyler last night.”
Shauna arched a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “You guys got wasted last night? You should have told us. We were so bored.”
I shrugged. “We thought you two would want some ‘alone time’.”
She snorted. “Oh, heck, Craig’s good, but he’s not that good. Trust me. Getting wasted would have been a nice break.”
I looked round the room. “I locked the door behind me, so how did she get out?”
Unease began to rapidly turn in my stomach.
“Maybe she climbed out of the window?” Shauna walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open—a single panel of glass had been welded to the frame. “Okay, maybe not.”
My gut twisted. “Oh, God, what if something’s happened to her? What if someone broke in and—”
“Nikki, be serious. You would know if someone had broken in. The window would be smashed, or the lock on the door would have been broken.” She walked over to the bathroom doorway and glanced inside. “And your bathroom window is as small as ours is. So, no one got in.”
“What if the lock was picked? What if—”
“Are you seriously suggesting that someone picked the lock, kidnapped Jayne, and then locked the door behind them? That’s insane. Plus, ten minutes with her and they would have brought her straight back.”
I wanted to find this ridiculous. I wanted to believe that Jayne had somehow gotten out and was playing a trick on me as payback, but my gut wasn’t buying it. Something was very wrong.
“Jayne was locked inside this room. Tell me how the hell she got out?”
“I have no idea, but I’m sure there is a logical explanation.”
She looked doubtful, and the sight made me all the more sick.
“Something’s happened to her. I don’t know what, but—” The steady humming of wheels caught my attention. I turned and looked at the window, watching as Sarah’s shadow moved across the closed curtains. “I saw someone outside Kay and Ty’s window last night. I don’t know who it was. One of the other guests, or maybe the owners…and they have spare keys, don’t they? Technically, they would be the only other people able to get into this room—”
Shauna appeared in front of me. She grabbed my arms and looked me dead in the eyes. “Nikki, you’re talking crazy, and it’s starting to freak me out. I don’t know what happened, but let’s not jump to conclusions. There has to be a reasonable explanation for this.”
She let go of my arms and glanced round the room once more as if there was some corner I had forgot to check. “Just get ready and go get Tyler and Kacey.” A faint smile fluttered on her lips as she looked back at me. “Craig and I will go check at reception and ask the owners if they’ve seen her. Okay?”
I nodded. “Yeah, all right.”
“Just relax. She could have gone for a walk or something,” she stated before disappearing from sight.
Perhaps, but that still didn’t explain how she got out of a locked room.
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About the Author:
Elizabeth Morgan is a multi-published author of urban fantasy, paranormal, erotic horror, f/f, and contemporary; all with a degree of romance, a dose of action and a hit of sarcasm, sizzle or blood, but you can be sure that no matter what the genre, Elizabeth always manages to give a unique and often humorous spin to her stories.
Like her tagline says; A pick ‘n’ mix genre author. “I’m not greedy. I just like variety.”
And that she does, so look out for more information on her upcoming releases at her website: http://www.e-morgan.com
Away from the computer, Elizabeth can be found in the garden trying hard not to kill her plants, dancing around her little cottage with the radio on while she cleans, watching movies or good television programmes – Dr Who? Atlantis? The Musketeers? Poldark? American Horror Story? Heck, yes! – Or curled up with her two cats reading a book.
Where to find Elizabeth Online:
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Today we have a cover reveal by an old friend – Dianna Hardy of Vampire month fame (I believe she has done other things too… 🙂 ). I’ll say no more and let the cover speak for itself.
Once Times Thrice is a series about loving big, living big and trusting big.
Contemporary romantic fiction, with just a touch of magic.
Title: Summer’s End
Author: Dianna Hardy
Genre: Contemporary Romance with a Touch of Magic
Release Date: Autumn, 2015
Series: Once Times Thrice #2
Book 1: The Spell of Summer
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“The poorest man is not the one with no penny in his pocket, but the one who has no dream.”
– The Burnouts, Class of ‘99
Popstars, Friends, & Lovers (Burnouts #2)
Genre: NA Romance
For two weeks Steve Shrader lived a dream. A dream that he didn’t even know existed until he felt it. For two weeks the kid with no mom had good food, clean clothes and sheets and Christmas. For two weeks he had love – in the form of Hello Kitty bandaids and hot soup and his best friend, MG. Then he screwed up, like he always did, and the dream he was living went away.
Now school is over, MG is gone and he’s headed down the same path as all the adults in his life; drifting along, dodging or dealing with one sh*t-storm after another, numbing themselves with cigarettes, drugs and alcohol. But he’s seen a better life. He’s seen what he wants. He wants MG. The question is how to get to her from where he is now.
MG dreams of living large in New York City. (OK, to tell the truth, it’s her mom’s dream, and she is just along for the ride.) But she’s gonna make it work – in a kick-ass, cool apartment, with a glam fashion job and photo shoots with rich friends in magazines – or not. She left everything she was sure of back home in St. Louis and almost everything she thought she knew about Manhattan and life isn’t turning out to be true.
When her false dreams crumble and fall though her hands she’s left with what’s real. A real life with a real job and real love; and it can all be hers if she’s brave enough to believe in herself and go after what she truly wants.
Their love story started in Burnouts, Geeks & Jesus Freaks: a love story, now it continues in Popstars, Friends & Lovers: a dreamer’s tale. MG, the best friend with a talent for trouble, and Steve, the most laid back hero in romance novel history, are back. With old friends from high school and a crazed array of new ones they go for a win in the game called life.
Expected Publication Date: November 2, 2014
Junior Prom, 1998
They all piled into the limo, ready for food and a reprieve from the stares and drama that had been prom. Steve scooted across the bench seat to make room for his dates: Carrie, Casey, Gina, and MG. Casey wanted the window seat so she crawled over his lap, almost kneeing him in the balls on her way.
“Case, jezus!” He doubled over, protecting himself.
Her look of surprise said she hadn’t really noticed who she had just climbed over.
Gina and Carrie arranged themselves on either side of him, popped off their high-heeled shoes and draped their legs across his to rest their feet. He unconsciously grabbed their toes and started rubbing, causing both of them to moan in ecstasy. But his mind was on MG, kneeling on the rear facing seat with her butt squarely in his field of vision while she gave the driver directions to the all-night pancake restaurant.
At least fifteen different guys must have come up to him tonight and high-fived or fist bumped him for having four dates to prom. Fifteen guys who normally never talked to him but probably talked about him as a burnout, drug addict, loser. He’d never considered himself the smartest guy, but he was sure as shit smarter than them when it came to girls.
It started when he was fourteen. Girls started coming on to him, usually older ones. That was the summer he grew five inches and towered over all his friends at a gangly six feet tall. That was also the summer that his dad stopped making him get his hair cut. Women of all ages couldn’t seem to keep their hands out of the dark brown waves.
Desiree was sixteen and lived in his apartment complex. She gave him his first joint and first kiss and he was hooked. He loved everything about both, especially the way they made him feel. Having grown up with only his dad and brother, girls were exotic to him and he couldn’t get enough time hanging out with them. He wanted to hear what they had to say, study their bodies, taste them, smell them, make them smile. Desiree and her friends taught him how to do just that in a way that guaranteed they couldn’t get pregnant. He had hours and hours of oral lessons from his first girlfriends. When he met MG he volunteered to teach her, then Casey, then Gina (though they never got that far). He’d be happy to go over the finer points with Carrie too if she ever asked.
“Don’t stop!” Carrie moaned and he went back to rubbing her feet. Casey took off her shoes and stuck her feet on his lap too. He rotated rubbing Carrie’s, then Gina’s, then Casey’s. MG’s were notably missing.
♪ ☺ ♥
The tough-looking night shift waitress at Paul’s Pancakes flirted with him. She teased him about what he had to keep four dates happy then passed him her number on the back of the check.
Gina saw it first when she grabbed the check to divide the total by five. “So, who do you think this is for?” She joked as she held it up to show the others. They all smirked at Steve.
He shrugged off his innocence. “What?” There was no jealousy in the group. If he wanted to call the waitress he could. But that was the problem too, there was no jealousy, especially not from the one he wanted it from.
MG wiped the last of the syrup from her plate with her finger and licked it off. Steve watched her with rapt attention. Try as he might he couldn’t give up the hope that she might really care, that he hadn’t majorly fucked up when he told her that he loved her. He breathed out his frustration and looked away. Carrie caught him and gave him a small smile of understanding. She had it just as bad for her neighbor Ben as he did for MG.
He thought back to the two weeks when he had lived at MG’s house. His older brother Tony (better known as Stony) had come home wasted and beat the crap out of him. When he got to a pay phone the only person he wanted to call was MG and she didn’t hesitate to drive in a snow-storm and come get him. Then she took care of him, well, her and her mom. She put Hello Kitty band-aids all over him and made him laugh through his pain. She made stupid airplane noises and fed him soup because he could hardly move his shoulder and his lip was too swollen to eat solids his first day there. She fell asleep, spooned against him, watching movies on the couch in her upstairs TV room. He even stayed through Christmas. She bought him fingerless gloves and a hat, and her mom spent way too much on a new leather jacket for him. Best damn Christmas he could ever remember. Best two weeks he could ever remember. He wanted more of it.
But he fuckin blew it. Somewhere in the middle of telling her about his memories of his step-mom, he told MG that he loved her. He meant it, but he should have kept his mouth shut. Ever since then, they were still friends, but … it just wasn’t the same. She barely touched him anymore.
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After pancakes they were all back at MG’s house where Steve was sprawled on the couch in the upstairs TV room. He had changed out of his tuxedo and was waiting for the girls to finish changing. It was past two a.m. and he had really had enough for the night, but MG insisted they needed to stay out all night. He slumped over the plump arm of the soft chenille sofa. Gina came in and flopped across the giant bean bag chair, looking like she had had enough too. Carrie and Casey both stretched out on the carpeted floor, sharing one of the big floor pillows for their heads.
“Don’t go to sleep,” he warned. “She’ll drag your ass down the stairs and out the door.” When it came to fun, MG was determined. If she wanted to stay out all night, they would all stay out all night, even if she had to drag them kicking and screaming.
But MG took too long to get ready (nothing new there) and they were all breathing deeply, sound asleep, when she came in the room.
“Come on you guys,” she pleaded to the silent room, then gave up when no one stirred and pulled a pile of blankets from the hall linen closet. Through half-open eyes Steve watched her drape a blanket over Carrie and Casey, then Gina. He closed his eyes when she sat on the coffee table in front of him, wondering what she would say or do if she thought he was asleep. She reached forward and twirled some of his wavy hair around her finger. She had been doing that ever since they met sophomore year. It made his hair stand up and her laugh.
He was half on the couch, one leg still on the floor. She laid the blanket over him and leaned in and sniffed his shirt when she tucked it around his neck. Hopefully smelling his cologne (not that he owned any). He had stopped by Walgreens to use a sample on his way to her house.
His heart lurched when he felt her climb over him and under the blanket and snuggle into his back. Her arm wrapped around him and burrowed into a warm spot against his chest. He opened his eyes and swallowed, willing his traitor heart to slow down before she could feel his reaction to her, that stupid hope he worked hard to keep buried. In his mind “Love Sucks” by the Addicts played in a loop ‘til he fell asleep.
Burnouts, Geeks, & Jesus Freaks (Burnouts #1)
Publication Date: February 24, 2014
They’re burnouts – a little short on parents, money and plans for the future, but they’ve got each other and a whole lot of fun. With a world of crazy at home, Carrie Gould needs them to keep her sanity. To stay in their world she needs to keep dating the guy with the party house, which would be fine, if she hadn’t fallen in love with someone else.
He’s such a geek. Ben Gorman is obsessive, smart, strong-willed and on the fast track to his dream of becoming an Army Ranger. He’s also the only geek with a girl. Joelle Welker is perfect for him; a self-proclaimed Jesus freak, who is dedicated to her beliefs and to building a future with Ben. But those plans don’t include his neighbor, Carrie, or Ben’s dedication to her.
Their friendship started by chance. Their love started with trust.
***This book is recommended for readers age 17 and older due to sexual content.
About the Author
Karen Gordon was born and raised in the suburban paradise of St. Charles, MO, on the outskirts of St. Louis. She earned a B.S. in English from the University of Central Missouri (BS being the operative term) and a M.A. in Media Communications from Webster University, where, always a rebel, she graduated in a hot pink mortarboard because she didn’t like the school colors.
She currently resides in Olive Branch, MS (formerly Cow Pen) on the outskirts of Memphis, TN with her 2.5 super-smart kids, and an amazingly-funny, cute, geeky husband.
When not writing, she is a stay-at-home mom (chick in charge) and part-time teacher. Any down time is spent reading, catching up with friends and obsessively worrying about every little thing.
Her first novel, “Burnouts, Geeks and Jesus Freaks: a love story” was published in March of 2014 with the second novel in the Burnouts series, “Popstars, Friends & Lovers: a dreamer’s tale” being released in November, 2014. She is currently working on the third, and final, novel in the series, tentatively title “Boi H.E.A.”
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