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<span style="color: black; font-size: large;">Her instructor, Ryker Campbell, is the tattooed womanizer everyone warns about. Kaiya deliberately avoids Ryker outside of their classes together, but the more time they spend training together, the harder it is for Kaiya to resist him.</span>
<span style="color: black; font-size: large;">Ryker's view on relationships is simple: strictly sex, nothing more. Haunted by demons from his past, he never allows himself to become attached to any woman. No attachment means no weakness, no vulnerability, no pain. He doesn't realize that his whole world is about to be turned upside down when the stunning Kaiya enters his self-defense class. Determined to have her, at least for one night, Ryker sets a plan into motion that will change both of their lives forever. </span>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">My arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her to where her toes barely touched the ground. My hands began to roam lower, and I knew if we didn't stop, I was going to end up taking her right there on the mat like our first time. The problem was that there were still people in the gym, unlike before when we were the only two there.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">Breaking away, I set my forehead against hers as I said, “If we don't stop, I'm going to take you right here, right now.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">Reconnecting our lips, she whimpered with desire, “I need you.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Fuck me. </i>There was no way that I could say no to that. Picking her up, her legs wrapped around my waist as our mouths collided. I walked towards the door before fumbling with the handle and locking it, then headed to the closet.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">Kicking the door closed, I maneuvered around most of the boxes and equipment inside before positioning us against one of the bags that lined the walls. No one should find us, unless one of the other employees happened to come in for some reason, but I really didn't give a fuck at the moment—I had to have her.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">As I moved her shorts and panties to the side, she grabbed my cock and pulled it out, eager for me to enter her. Guiding me to her, her hands placed my head at her opening, which was already wet with her arousal for me.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">Slowly, I pushed myself inside her, gradually filling her until her pussy surrounded my length. We groaned in unison as I began to roughly pound her against the bag, grasping her hips for deeper penetration.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">My mouth found Kaiya's neck as she continuously moaned, her cries of pleasure becoming louder and louder with each of my thrusts. Savoring her skin, I began to push her shirt up, needing to feel her flesh against mine. Kaiya maneuvered to help me remove her top before taking off her sports bra, letting it fall to floor.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">My shirt was added to the pile as Kaiya eagerly pulled it off. Her hands roamed over my shoulders and arms as my mouth claimed her breast, my tongue ring flicking over her hardened nipple. She arched against me as I moved to her other tit, sucking it deep into my mouth.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">Wrapping her legs tighter around me, she forced my dick deeper inside her sex. Growling my approval, I thrust harder as her nails dug into my biceps and her head tipped back against the bag.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Ryker?” a voice called out from outside the door. <i>Shit. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">Title:</span></strong> <em>Catch Me</em><br /><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Author:</span></b> <em>Claire Contreras</em><br /><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Genre:</span></b> <em>Adult Contemporary Romance.</em><br /><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Release Date:</span></b> <em>November 17th, 2013</em></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJsgjo5P38w3PypI15beXcHNG-qHuBSzkFRPj0y9YksS5l41sz0FAUuxPTSJ1kknFpDr6KE1oGZy2N54TtPY8UG1-hFM1hPtw_GBbwJffLEbrnVQEVH9wHUb5U5lffYLU3Sl2uKL6gGlY/s1600/CatchMeCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJsgjo5P38w3PypI15beXcHNG-qHuBSzkFRPj0y9YksS5l41sz0FAUuxPTSJ1kknFpDr6KE1oGZy2N54TtPY8UG1-hFM1hPtw_GBbwJffLEbrnVQEVH9wHUb5U5lffYLU3Sl2uKL6gGlY/s400/CatchMeCover.jpg" width="265" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">In the past, I've always been given everything I've wanted, but nothing that I truly needed. I've experienced a lot of things in my twenty-five years, everything except the one thing I want. It's the one thing that can’t be bought. It can't even be taken, it has to be given. And nobody has ever given it to me, not really anyway. <br /><br />Not until him.<br /><br />Music is the center of both our lives, but as he found his place in it, I lost my way. He soared, while I spiraled down a destructive path.<br />I lost myself in more ways than I can count.<br /><br />The ironic thing is that I didn’t realize how lost I was until he found me. <br /><br />And now that he has, I have to wonder if he'll stay around long enough to catch me.</span></span></div>
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Jace Riley’s close connection with his identical twin brother, Jaxon, is put to the test when he tries to choose between keeping his promises and following his heart. Is this girl that still haunts his dreams, even after four years, really worth it? Jace can’t help but wonder if he made a huge mistake all that time ago when he let her walk into someone else’s arms, especially since that someone was his twin.</div>
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Audrey Mills often wonders at what point she should throw her hands up in defeat and allow all of the horrible circumstances of her life to overtake her. Despite the demons she has faced, however, something inside her won’t give in. When she leaves her small town in Texas to attend college in California, Audrey runs into the one guy who could make her or break her. But is the past they share too painful for them to overcome?</div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">Lately if I'm not traveling or chasing a toddler, I'm writing. Which is weird because I hated writing in college. Oh wait, that's because that was boring. Who really wants to sit there and cite all your sources into APA format? Not this girl. Writing for yourself is enjoyable and cathartic. Please try it. Then tell me about because I love indie authors.</span>
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">When I was 19, I packed up and followed my high school sweetheart from Texas to California. We had a blast living it up in San Diego. Four years later we made a crazy decision and packed up again and moved to Germany. What? Yep, you read that right. Guess what? Best decision ever! We OWNED Europe. For three years we saw as much as we possibly could. We lived an hour outside of France, a couple from Switzerland and Italy. Most amazing time of my life. Please go out there and see the world, you won't regret it. After Europe we moved back to California, and for now we're just debating our next adventure.</span>
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Try – verb: to make an attempt or effort to do something or in this case…someone.<br /><br />Sex. Logan Mitchell loves it, and ever since he realized his raw sexual appeal at a young age, he has had no problem using it to his advantage. Men and women alike fall into his bed—after all, Logan is not one to discriminate. He lives by one motto—if something interests you, why not just take a chance and try?<br /><br />And he wants to try Tate Morrison.<br /><br />Just coming out of a four-year marriage with an ex-wife from hell, a relationship is the last thing on Tate’s mind. He’s starting fresh and trying to get back on his feet with a new job at an upscale bar in downtown Chicago.<br /><br />The only problem is, Tate has caught the unwavering and unwelcome attention of Mr. Logan Mitchell – a regular at the bar and a man who always gets what he wants.<br /><br />Night after night Tate fends off the persistent advances of the undeniably charismatic man, but after an explosive moment in the bar, all bets are off as he finds his body stirring with a different desire than his mind.<br /><br />As arrogance, stubbornness and sexual tension sizzles between the two, it threatens to change the very course of their lives.<br /><br />Logan doesn’t do relationships. Tate doesn’t do men. But what would happen if they both just gave in and…tried?<br /><br />GENRE: M/M</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cambria; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Before Tate could respond to the question hanging between them, Logan palmed his chest and pushed him back into the corner of the couch. When his back met with the soft leather, a strong thigh slid between his legs, and Tate groaned from the relief of finally having something hard to press against.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cambria; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cambria; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Yeah</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cambria; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">, that’s it,” Logan encouraged, placing a hand on the back of the couch and the other on the armrest behind Tate’s head. Using them as an anchor, Logan rolled his hips downward and proved just how forceful he could be. </span></span></span></span></div>
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My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/768258831">5 of 5 stars</a><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Holy Hotness Batman!!!</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Try</em> by Ella Frank is a steamy, and sexy read that makes you hot all over.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Ella Frank is such gifted story teller. The reader gets lost in the lives of her characters and you feel what they feel. And <em>Try</em> was no different. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Try</em> is an erotic M/M romance novel so beware that it's manly men coming together (<em>pun intended hehe!</em>) in a very beautiful way.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Try inspires you to stop overthinking and just feel. Try if you will to experience things as they come and not over analyze, but once you take the leap to Try will it be too late to change your mind? Would you even want to?</span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Try, fundamentally, is about making the choices that are right for you and dealing with the consequences. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">This book was so much more than I ever imagined it could be. I have no words, this book definitely needs to be experience with a first hand approach. I can not wait for more.
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">I am the author of the Exquisite Series, including Exquisite, Entice and Edible. I also released my first Erotic Novel, Blind Obsession in March 2013.<br /><br />I'm a happily married woman and mother to a crazy cat. I've been writing ever since I fell in love with falling in love, and I credit that to my Nan, who handed me my first romance novel.<br /><br />Currently, I reside in the Southern portion of the United States.</span></span><br />
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<script src="//d12vno17mo87cx.cloudfront.net/embed/rafl/cptr.js"></script>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07766355892764812219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647598738740868266.post-28395482763877983832013-11-14T18:25:00.002-05:002013-11-14T18:25:11.121-05:00<p style="text-align: center;">COME TO ME SOFTLY by A.L. Jackson has a cover and we get to share it with you today! Isn't it gorgeous! Read all about Book 2 in the Closer to You Series coming SUMMER 2014!!</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><b>Title</b>: Come To Me Softly (The Closer to You Series, Book 2)</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><b>Author:</b> A.L. Jackson</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><b>Expected Release Date:</b> Summer 2014</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><b>Genre:</b> New Adult Romance</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><b>Cover reveal organized by:</b> <a href="www.shhmomsreading.com" target="_blank">Shh Moms Reading</a>, <a href="http://literarymaniareviews.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Literary Mania Reviews</a>, and <a href="www.brandeesbookendings.com" target="_blank">Brandee’s Book Endings</a></p>
<em><strong>SYNOPSIS</strong></em>
<p align="center"><b>From the <i>New York </i>Times bestselling author of <i>Come to Me Quietly</i></b> <b>comes</b></p>
<p align="center"><b>a scorching new adult romance in the Closer to You series.</b></p>
<p align="center"><i>A second chance at life… </i></p>
<p align="center"><i>A second chance at love…</i></p>
Jared Holt never thought he deserved either—until he found both in the arms of Aly Moore. Aly has loved Jared for as long as she can remember, and she’s more than ready for the future they’re making together. But Jared can’t help remembering his own family. And he’ll never forgive himself for what happened to them. How can he allow himself the very happiness he once destroyed?
To live a life worthy of Aly, Jared knows he has to stop running and finally put his past to rest. But when he decides to face his demons head on, he encounters more than he bargained for: a dangerous mix of jealousy, lies, and dishonest intentions. When those intentions threaten Aly, Jared loses all control, giving into the rage that earned him his bad boy reputation years before. And he’ll fight to protect her no matter what it costs…even if he destroys himself in the process.
<em><strong>EXCERPT</strong></em>
<blockquote>I gasped when strong. arms wrapped around me from behind. Then I melted when he buried his face in my neck. Jared spun me around and pressed me up against the cool metal of my car door. His hands were on my face, in my hair, slipping down my sides before he brought them back up to force me to look at him. “Thank you.” Desperation poured from him, his hold increasing as he stared down at the shock I felt lining my face. “Thank you for fucking believing in me, Aly. For getting me.”
Fear lashed across his face. Or maybe it was remorse. He swallowed hard, his voice hardened with strain. “I’m scared to think of where I’d be right now without you.”
That fear that had flashed on his face coiled in my stomach. Because I didn’t know where he’d been. Had no idea where the last three months had taken him. How far. How low.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.
“You’re here with me now.” I had to believe that was all that mattered.
He grimaced. Gripping my face, he leaned down and kissed me, hard and demanding. There was no soft affection, none of the playfulness from upstairs. This was a seal. A branding. He jerked back. A storm raged in the blue of his eyes. “Don’t think I can’t see all those questions burning in your mind, Aly. And I may not have all the answers right now, but we are going to figure this out. Do you understand me? I promise you that.”
And I saw it all there, the torment that plagued Jared, this beautiful man who had lost his way, the one desperate to find his way home.</blockquote>
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<strong><em><span style="color: #000000;">ABOUT THE AUTHOR</span></em></strong>
<a href="http://shhmomsreading.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/AL-Jackson2.jpg"><img class="alignleft wp-image-10073" alt="AL Jackson2" src="http://shhmomsreading.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/AL-Jackson2.jpg" width="311" height="466" /></a>A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.
She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children.
Look for Come to Me Quietly and Come to Me Softly coming soon.
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And don’t miss the COME TO ME SOFTLY Cover Reveal Giveaway. Prizes include an A.L. Jackson Ultimate Signed Paperback Collection, signed COME TO ME QUIETLY paperbacks, treats from Sweets by Steph, and prize packs from Molly McAdams, Gail McHugh, Raine Miller, Gretchen de la O, Kim Karr, and Madeline Sheehan!
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><em><strong>Book 1 - Come to Me Quietly releasing January 7, 2014</strong></em></span></p>
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<em><strong>Synopsis</strong></em>
Aleena Moore is content with her life. She has goals and dreams and an easy smile. She also has a secret she holds locked inside.
Jared Holt believes he doesn’t deserve to love or be loved. He destroys everything he touches. Haunted by the mistake that shattered his life, he’s fled from the memory of that pain.
Jared doesn’t know why he’s compelled to return, but finds himself drawn back to the place where it all began. The exact place where it ended. When he runs into his childhood best friend, Aleena’s older brother Christopher, he agrees to share Christopher and Aleena’s apartment while he looks for a place of his own.
Aleena is no longer the little girl Jared remembers from his past and evokes feelings in him he never wanted to feel again. Terrified of destroying her, he fights to keep her away. But her touch is something he can’t resist—the touch that sealed his fate.
Their pasts are intertwined and their futures uncertain. The only truths they know are the secrets they whisper in the night.
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He’s never had patience for dramatic females, and the words shy and retiring have never been in Sarah’s vocabulary. Besides, even if he did grow to enjoy her company, it wouldn’t matter. A reckless duel has left this brilliant mathematician with a ruined leg, and now, unable to run, ride, or even waltz, he could never court a woman like Sarah, much less dream of marrying her.</span><span class="s9"><br></span><span class="s9"><br></span><span class="s9">Sarah has never forgiven Hugh for the duel he fought three years earlier, the one that forced her cousin into exile, nearly destroying her family. But even if she could find a way to forgive him, it wouldn’t matter. She doesn’t care that his leg is less than perfect, it’s his personality she can’t stand. </span><span class="s9"><br></span><span class="s9"><br></span><span class="s9">But when the pair is forced to spend a week in close company they discover that opinions--even those firmest held--can, in fact, be altered. And when a kiss leads to two, three and four the mathematician may lose count and the miss may, for the first time, find </span><span class="s9">herself</span><span class="s9"> speechless. </span></span></p><div><span class="s9" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"><br></span></div><div><span class="s9" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';">Add To GoodReads: </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15702268-the-sum-of-all-kisses" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15702268-the-sum-of-all-kisses</a></div><div><span class="s9" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"><br></span></div><div><span class="s9" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';">~<b><i><u>Buy Links</u></i></b>~</span></div><div><span class="s9"><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s7" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15">Amazon: </span></span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009NF6Z84/?tag=juliaquinnhomepa"><span class="s11" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15">http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009NF6Z84/?tag=juliaquinnhomepa</span></span></a><span class="s7" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15"></span></span></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s7" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15">B&N: </span></span><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-sum-of-all-kisses-julia-quinn/1113200526?ean=9780062072931&cm_mmc=AFFILIATES-_-Linkshare-_-kRS/sZqTjko-_-10:1&r=1"><span class="s11" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15">http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-sum-of-all-kisses-julia-quinn/1113200526?ean=9780062072931&cm_mmc=AFFILIATES-_-Linkshare-_-kRS/sZqTjko-_-10:1&r=1</span></span></a><span class="s7" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15"></span></span></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s7" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15">BAM: </span></span><span class="s11" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="bumpedFont15"><a href="http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Sum-All-Kisses/Julia-Quinn/9780062072924?id=5566393264792">http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Sum-All-Kisses/Julia-Quinn/9780062072924?id=5566393264792</a></span></span></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11" style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11"><i><u></u></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i><u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjxFBc9uQendXRQTFGU3H_c33SPA6aVRYhz6fxtQjo1kxVoocGgMLOo0z93f4KD0VrMVI-jprjSxeZyrsw3GX8WNUiDrMQFtSxHF_BQuDri9EwqZOvP-cX7Ni1uzCVo63P7bTd1NTGBvs/s640/blogger-image--1128275175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjxFBc9uQendXRQTFGU3H_c33SPA6aVRYhz6fxtQjo1kxVoocGgMLOo0z93f4KD0VrMVI-jprjSxeZyrsw3GX8WNUiDrMQFtSxHF_BQuDri9EwqZOvP-cX7Ni1uzCVo63P7bTd1NTGBvs/s640/blogger-image--1128275175.jpg"></a></u></i></div><i><u><br></u></i></span><p></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11"><i><u><br></u></i></span></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11"><i><u>~Review~</u></i></span></p><p class="s10" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11"><b><i>5 stars</i></b></span></p><p class="s10" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I have read and LOVED all of Julia Quinn's novels and The Sum Of All Kisses was another that did not disappoint. <br style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;">Lady Sarah and Lord Hugh hated each other from the moment they met. Sarah hated Hugh for his part in the dual that sent her cousin Daniel away and Hugh hated Sarah because, really who could like someone when the first time they meet they are yelling at you. <br style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;">As luck would have it they get stuck together at two wedding within a few weeks time. <br style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;">But the more time they spend together the more they realized they didn't really know each other and they actually really enjoyed each other's company. <br style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;">The more time they spend together, the more their love grows. And it grows into something beautiful and needed for both characters.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;">Julia just knows how to pull at your heart strings and root for her characters.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;">Can't wait to see what comes next from Julia Quinn. I'll buy it no questions asked :)</span></p><p class="s10" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p class="s10" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b><i><u>~Excerpt~</u></i></b></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hugh Prentice was strong on the inside, where it truly counted. He’d have to be, to come back from such an injury.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> She swallowed, her eyes finding focus somewhere across the room even as she continued in step next to him. She felt unsettled, as if the floor had suddenly dropped an inch to the right, or the air had gone thin. She had spent the last few years detesting this man, and while this anger had not consumed her, it had, in some small way, defined her.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> Lord Hugh Prentice had been her excuse. He had been her constant. When the world tipped and changed around her, he had remained her steady object of disgust. He was cold, he was heartless, </span><span class="s9">he</span><span class="s9"> was without conscience. He had ruined her cousin’s life and never apologized for it. He was horrible in a way that meant nothing else in life could ever be that bad.</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> And now she had found something within him to admire? That was unlike her. </span><span class="s9">Honoria</span><span class="s9"> was the one who found the good in people; Sarah held the grudge.</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> And she did not change her mind.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> </span><span class="s9">Except, apparently, when she did.</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “Will you dance to your heart’s content once I’ve left?” Lord Hugh suddenly asked.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> Sarah started, so lost in the tumult of her thoughts that his voice hit too-loudly at her ears. “I hadn’t thought about it, honestly,” she said.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “You should,” he said quietly. “You’re a lovely dancer.”</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> Her lips parted in surprise.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> “Yes, Lady Sarah,” he said, “that was a compliment.”</span><span class="s9"><br></span><span class="s9"> “I hardly know what to do with it.”</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “I’d recommend accepting it gracefully.”</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “And do you base this upon personal experience?”</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> </span><span class="s9">“Certainly not.</span><span class="s9"> I almost never accept compliments with grace.”</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> She looked up at him, expecting to see a sly look, maybe even a mischievous one, but his face remained as impassive as ever. He wasn’t even looking at her.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “You’re a very odd man, Lord Hugh Prentice,” she said quietly.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> “I know,” he said, and they steered around Sarah’s enormous great uncle (and his remarkably tall wife) to reach the ballroom door. Before they could make their escape, however, they were intercepted by </span><span class="s9">Honoria</span><span class="s9">, who was still radiating such happiness Sarah thought her cheeks must ache from smiling. Frances was standing at her side, holding her hand and basking in the bridal glow.</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> “You’re not leaving so soon!” </span><span class="s9">Honoria</span><span class="s9"> exclaimed.</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> And then, just to prove that it was impossible to make an unnoticed exit in a room full of </span><span class="s9">Smythe</span><span class="s9">-Smiths, Iris suddenly materialized on </span><span class="s9">Honoria’s</span><span class="s9"> other side, flushed and out of breath from the Scottish reel that had just ended.</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> “Sarah,” Iris said with a tipsy giggle. </span><span class="s9">“And Lord Hugh.</span><span class="s9"> </span><span class="s9">Together.</span><span class="s9"> </span><span class="s9">Again.”</span><span class="s9"></span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> “Still,” Hugh </span><span class="s9">corrected,</span><span class="s9"> much to Sarah’s mortification. He gave Iris a polite bow, then turned to </span><span class="s9">Honoria</span><span class="s9"> and said, “It has been a delightful wedding, Lady </span><span class="s9">Chatteris</span><span class="s9">, but I must go to my room for a rest.”</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “And I must accompany him,” Sarah announced.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> Iris snorted a laugh.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9"> “Not to his room,” she said quickly. Good Lord. </span><span class="s9">“Just to the stairs.</span><span class="s9"> Or maybe—” Did he need help on the stairs? Was she supposed to offer it? “</span><span class="s9">Er</span><span class="s9">, up the stairs, if you—”</span></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “As far as you wish to take me,” he said, his benevolent statement clearly meant to tease.</span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s10" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="s11" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"></span></p><p class="s2" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p></div><div><b><i><u>~About Julia~</u></i></b></div><div><b><i><u><br></u></i></b></div><div><b><i><u><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhly-0RLf4gXd-UR7Eo5b-3bPRR2-7YZuBpRCNpznNKg7wLTlMLmidW-QyWK7KT0ZcEHdpHdqOPlC0vLZ7mOeJF9YHBiojqFsuddNYKRxIuNwWyDO1N-mwbKPPH3lGIMEtVHGj7OeDLdv8/s640/blogger-image--632912351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhly-0RLf4gXd-UR7Eo5b-3bPRR2-7YZuBpRCNpznNKg7wLTlMLmidW-QyWK7KT0ZcEHdpHdqOPlC0vLZ7mOeJF9YHBiojqFsuddNYKRxIuNwWyDO1N-mwbKPPH3lGIMEtVHGj7OeDLdv8/s640/blogger-image--632912351.jpg"></a></div></u></i></b><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9">#1 </span><span class="s15" style="font-style: italic;">New York Times</span><span class="s9"> bestselling author Julia Quinn loves to dispel the myth that smart women don't read (or write) romance, and in 2001 she did so in grand fashion, appearing on the game show The Weakest Link and walking away with the $79,000 jackpot. 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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"><strong>Author: </strong>L.B. Simmons</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"><strong>Release date: </strong>October 24, 2013</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Some call me a party girl. People see me as happy, full of life, with absolutely no cares in the world. They see what they want to see. But no one knows me - really knows me. Not even Noah Reese. Mr. Perfect is always watching me, most likely judging every single imperfect thing I do. But, if Noah wants to keep an eye on me, that's fine. I definitely don't mind. I just hope he doesn't have any plans to save me from my new-found life of self-destruction because in order to save me, he will have to see me...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Perfect. That's me. That's the only acceptable way to be, according to my father. Perfect grades. Perfect manners. Perfect athlete. Perfect SAT scores. Perfect college. And recently, I was accepted into the perfect med school. My future has already been mapped out for me and there's nothing that can change that. Not even Tatum O'Connell. That girl is out of control, yet for some reason, I can't seem to keep my distance from her. I watch her closely, hoping that one day she'll let me in, but watching her lead her life down the dangerous path she's on right now isn't easy... I have a feeling I'm about to find myself swept away by the hurricane that is Tatum O'Connell. </span></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">"Two fleeting souls, </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">The jolting collide intertwines their lives</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">And splinters their walls."</span></strong></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">"Catalyst" -Noah Reese</span></div>
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<strong>***4.5 Stars!***</strong><br />
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<em>"With my arms open wide, I'm going to take the leap of faith and pray that the fall doesn't kill me"</em>
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L.B. has really out done herself with this story. It has just the right amount of love, emotion, life lessons, and a heartfelt story.<br />
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It has been a while since I connected with a character as much as I have with Tatum. She was very well rounded. I didn't sigh with frustration or roll my eyes at idiotic behavior. She took me on her journey and let me experience it right alongside her and I just got her <em>flaws and all</em>. Noah - the perfectly imperfect boy who discovers himself and ends up <strong>ALL MAN!</strong> He is so swoon-worthy. I want Noah!!!<br />
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Together Tatum and Noah help each other mend some of the shattered and broken pieces that plague both of them since their childhoods. They each deal with their problems in a similar way. Tatum journals and Noah writes lyrics. Tatum's journals have so much sorrow and depth, they ear your heart out. Noah's lyrics are beautifully expressive and full of hope. Both the journals and the lyrics give the story so much character and add so much to the story. <br />
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But... it doesn't matter how much you love someone. You cannot fully accept that love until you learn to love yourself.<br />
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I can't say enough how much I enjoyed this story. It was perfectly balance with hard hitting emotion and some light hearted parts as to not overwhelm the reader, which I appreciate. Ohhh...and our beloved characters from running on empty and recovery are never too far. It's so nice and refreshing to see them. This story is one not be missed. Add and read it right away!
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I had the perfect life. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">The only thing missing was the white picket fence. I really wanted that fence.</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">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. </span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">But then he came back into my life. On a freakin' motorcycle. </span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">There's no way I'll let him turn my life completely upside down. Absolutely no way. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>Author</strong>: <span style="color: maroon;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6983012.Belle_Aurora"><span style="color: maroon;">Belle Aurora</span></a></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Delilah “Lily” Flynn is used to her drab existence. Lily’s been living it for twenty two years. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Her boring life is suddenly turned on its head when she’s rudely kidnapped from her bedroom.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Or so she thinks.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Nox Taylor is far too high up in his field to be assigned a babysitting job. </span>
<span style="color: black;">There’s nothing more he wants than to complete his mission so he can be rid of the smartass tomboy, Lily.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Day after day, Nox watches Lily and her strange ways. She’s unlike any woman he’s ever met. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Getting close to the girl is purely for her own protection…right?</span>
<span style="color: black;">Lily never imagined she’d make her first real friends in captivity. </span>
<span style="color: black;">What lengths would she go through to keep them?</span>
<span style="color: black;">(Author note: This is NOT a dark romance.)</span></blockquote>
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<a href="http://amzn.com/B00FGFYIS4">Amazon US</a> | <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00FGFYIS4">Amazon UK</a> | <a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/361372">Smashwords</a></h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17px;"><i><br></i></b></h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17px;"><i>~Review~</i></b></h3><div><div>*4.5 Stars*</div><div><br></div><div>You know how some people have a Love/Hate relationship well Lilly and Nox have a Hate/Hate relationship.</div><div><br></div><div>Lilly is kidnapped by Nox so their relationship starts off ... Let's just say "a little rocky". But as secrets are revealed and the more time they spend together, Lilly finds that there is a lot more to her kidnapping and the man who kidnapped her.</div><div><br></div><div>One of the things I loved about this book was the humor. </div><div><br></div><div>"I swear this guy must've been conceived through backdoor action. There's no way being that much of an asshole is natural."</div><div><br></div><div>The only thing I didn't like was at times the dialogue felt cheesy and didn't fit the ages of the characters.</div><div><br></div><div>Overall, Willing Captive is a fun and sexy read that will make you want to be kidnapped by Nox ;)</div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><a href="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/heartdividerPost.png"><img alt="heartdividerPost" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-4016" height="20" src="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/heartdividerPost.png" width="200"></a>
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<span style="color: black;">Belle Aurora is twenty six years old and was born in the land down under. </span>
<span style="color: black;">At an early age she fell in love with reading. Boredom one summer had her scouring the bookshelves at home. She stumbled across Sandra Brown’s Breath of Scandal and fell in love with romance.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Having been brought up in a loud and boisterous family of Croatian descent, she developed a natural love for dramatics and humor. Only some years ago had she discovered a new love. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Humorous romance novels.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Kristen Ashley and R.L. Mathewson had opened a brand new world where she could lose herself yet feel safe and at home in their stories. Belle has been known to become a screeching banshee while anxiously awaiting their newest titles.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Belle never thought she would write. It had never interested her until recently. Friend-Zoned began to form and in February this year Belle typed the words Chapter One. And she fell in love.</span>
<span style="color: black;">With words.</span>
<span style="color: black;">With writing.</span>
<span style="color: black;">With a creative imagination she never knew she harbored.</span>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Continuing the fight for their happily ever after that began in Searching for Moore, Schooner Moore and Mia Silver struggle to overcome the ghosts and baggage they accumulated during their time apart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Exploring the missing 24 years when they were separated, Moore to Lose follows Mia's journey from heartbroken teen to kickass businesswoman to her emotional reunion with Schooner and the exploration of the love that was ripped from them.</span><br />
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This review is a tricky one to write because although I <strong>LOVED</strong> <em>Moore to Lose</em>, I disliked several parts of it too. So I will do my best to try to express exactly what it was that just didn't sit right. <br />
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<em>Moore to Lose</em> is a little different than <em>Searching for Moore</em>. This is more Mia's journey and how she saw things happening in the 24 years that she and Schooner spent apart. We really get into her head. <em>At times I wanted the hell out of her head! She was infuriating!!</em><br />
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<strong>Book One</strong> shows Mia right after she left Schooner and moved to New York. This is the part that I had the most trouble with. Because, although it was beautifully written, as you would expect from Julie A. Richman, it was a bit slow and hard to sympathize with her choices. <em>I felt like a lot of her pain and suffering was self-inflicted.</em><br />
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<strong>Book Two</strong> goes through when Schooner finally contacts Mia and it's so nice to finally have some Schooner into the story. This is where I started to breath easy and get a smile on my face while reading. <br />
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<strong>Book Three</strong> is set in the present. We see Mia having to stay bedridden because of the fall she had at the end of <em>Searching for Moore</em>. This is my favorite "book" of the story! <strong>This book was refreshing, invigorating, and addictive the only bad thing about it was that it was too short!</strong><em> I wanted waaaayyy MOORE!!!</em><br />
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Sooo... the ending...We have another dreaded cliff-hanger!!! I wanted to scream, and throw things and generally act like a two year old throwing one epic tantrum. <em>deep breath in, deep breath out</em>. So...yeah, not my favorite of endings because I just get so antsy. My emotions can't take this constant hanging on the edge!!!<br />
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But overall, a very good novel. A must read. Especially, if you enjoyed <em>Searching for Moore</em> as much as I did. The range of emotions come at your from one extreme to the other. Get ready! Mrs. Julie please get writing because I can't wait for the next one for too long. My nerves can't handle it! :)<br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;">Damn, this woman could bring him to his knees. There they were - both standing there, naked. Vulnerable. The truth was finally out. And if he was standing there high on the edge of a cliff, he wasn't standing there alone anymore. Mia had joined him. She was as bold and fearless as she'd always been. This was the Mia Silver with whom he had fallen hopelessly in love. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "We're going to be ok, Mia," he reassured her. He wasn't going to allow himself to believe anything else. He could picture her shaking her head yes on the other end of the phone as he heard her trying to hide her tears. He pictured gently wiping them away with his thumb. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Love and Lists is the first book in the Chocolate Lovers spinoff - Chocoholics: The foul-mouthed offspring tell their stories. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Twenty-five-year-old Gavin Ellis has always had the love and support of his family ever since he was a little boy and couldn't stop talking about his penis. He's also always had their unsolicited advice and uncanny knack of embarrassing him at all costs. Now that he's an adult and trying to convince the love of his life to love him back, things haven't changed very much from when he was younger. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">When Gavin's best friend Tyler suggests he make a to-do list of items that will ensure he wins the girl, Gavin is one-hundred-percent on board: after a few six packs. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">After puking in the shrubs, a bad experience with Viagra, a Sex-Ed course gone wrong, and a slew of other mishaps courtesy of his family and friends , Gavin is pretty sure this list will be the death of him. </span><br />
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Love & Lists was everything you expect from Tara Sivec's hilariously twisted mind and so much more.<br />
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<strong>"I am not one of those guys who are all like 'awwwww, shucks. You really think I am good looking? Naaaaah, I'm just me.'"</strong><br />
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<strong>"She has no idea that anytime I'm within three feet of her my penis perks up like a meerkat when it hears a noise. It's fucking Meerkat Manor in my pants."</strong><br />
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<span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Tara Sivec is a wife, mom, chauffeur, cheerleading coach, soccer coach, babysitter, short-order cook, genius and albino squirrel hunter. She lives in Ohio with her husband and two kids. In her spare time she likes to read, write, and cover things in chocolate. Most of her material comes from real life experience with family and friends. Lucky for them, the names have been changed to protect the innocent (aka, drunk). </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her, placing them on top of hers and pressing our bodies together. Her emotions were everywhere, consisting of concern, fear, anger, and guilt. I rubbed her arms, letting my touch wash over her in an attempt to erase the feelings plaguing her. She leaned back into me as she sighed, "Jace, I-"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Her hands had made their way to the back of my head, fisting themselves in my hair as my mouth loved her delicate neck. My cock stiffened with desire from the sensations of touching and tasting her, pressing against her ass as soft moans escaped her. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">I trailed one of my hands down her stomach before slipping under the waistband of her shorts and beneath the lacy fabric of her panties. Her sex was drenched with her desire, and I let my fingers play within her moist, delicate folds. I bit her earlobe lightly as I growled, "Fuck, you are so wet for me already, baby."</span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">She moaned again as I continued to intricately trace my fingers along her pussy. Gods, I wanted to taste her desire so badly. I spun her around, moving my hands to unbutton her shorts and pull them off before removing her panties. She went for my jeans, but I pushed her hands away and shook my had as I rumbled, "I wanna taste you, baby; need to taste how much you want me before I fuck you."</span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">My tongue slowly traced the insides of her thighs, which were damp with her desire. I greedily savored her sweetness as I slowly inched closer to her apex I took my time, slowly licking within her folds and nibbling her clit. I pulled and teased it with my teeth as she writhed against me before plunging my tongue within her core. She moaned loudly as more of her nectar flooded my mouth, her pussy already pulsing around my tongue as she neared orgasm. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">I moved my hands from her hips to her ass, gripping tightly and pulling her closer as I devoured her, my tongue delving deep inside until she shuddered her release against my mouth. I eagerly suckled the rest of the sweet juices from her sex, licking it clean before I stood. I kept my hands supporting her as she slowly eased off the railing and stood on shaky legs. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">I turned her around before pushing her down until she was bent over the railing. I spread her legs apart from behind as I eased my cock to her slick entrance. She groaned as I slowly entered her, clutching the railing with both hands as I began to thrust inside her. One of my hands held onto her hip, and the other trailed up her back to grab her hair, which had curtained over her shoulders and spread down her back, her head tilted upwards while moaning my name. I grunted, "You like that, baby? Like when I fuck you like this?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Damn, she was so sexy when she sounded like that. All the noises emanating from her were slowly unraveling my control, especially when combined with the amazing sensations of our bond. As I felt my release approaching. I stopped, wanting to watch her face as I made her come, I carefully turned her over, supporting her body, making sure to stay within her warmth as her legs were wrapped aroud me and her back was against the railing. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Her pussy tightened around my shaft as she climaxed. The throbbing of her walls against my cock and her throaty moans sent me into ecstasy, my cum coating her walls with my release. I rolled to my side, panting heavily to catch my breath, but Brielle continued to rolled us until she was on top of me with my dick still enclosed inside her. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Name: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Jase Vasquez</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Age: <span style="color: #a64d79;">21</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Height: <span style="color: #a64d79;">6'1''</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Weight: <span style="color: #a64d79;">205 lbs</span> </span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Eye Color: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Brown</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Hair Color: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Black with red tips</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite Food: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Shrimp Alfredo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite body part on a woman: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Breast</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Boxers, Briefs, or Commando: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Boxer-briefs</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite sex position: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Doggy style</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite movie: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Independence Day</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite song right now: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Imagine dragons "Radioactive"</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Name: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Brielle De Luca</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Age: <span style="color: #a64d79;">18</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Height:<span style="color: #a64d79;"> 5'5''</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Weight: <span style="color: #a64d79;">115 lbs</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Eye Color: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Hazel</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Hair color: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Golden brown</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite Food: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Macaroni and cheese</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite body part on a man: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Abs</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Silk, Satin, or Lace: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Satin</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite sex position: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Guy on top</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite movie: <span style="color: #a64d79;">The Hunger Games</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Favorite song right now: <span style="color: #a64d79;">Drake "Hold On (We're Going Home)"</span></span><br />
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4.5 Stars<br /><br />Emblazed is packed with action, suspense, and of course, great romance.<br /><br />Nikki's writing definitely has grown from book one and I know it will get better and better the more she writes.<br /><br />Book 2 pushes us off the cliff we were left hanging from at the end of Envisioned. Boy does Nikki love those cliff hangers. ;)<br /><br />Brielle's journey through Emblazed is a tough one emotionally, physically, and mentally. My heart hurt for her many times while reading, but she definitely showed me how strong she can be.<br /><br />Jace is there for Brielle throughout, always protecting her and keeping her grounded. All while facing his own demons. Not only does he worry about his and his friends safety but he battles his insecurities of being strong enough to protect Brie. Jace uses being a fighter to his advantage. Who wouldn't want a hot fighter protecting you. *Swoon* ^_^<br /><br />In Emblazed, all of the characters are pushed to their limits and their bonds are tested.<br /><br />If you like paranormal romance then give the Elemental Prophecy series a try.
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<span style="color: #073763; font-family: inherit;">Tahyra Petros tried desperately to save herself and her sister, and instead ended up forever changed.<br /><br />Shandor Asenov battled with death, and lost.<br /><br />Hockey Sava, in a valiant attempt at saving his friends, vanished.<br /><br />Caroline Andrews lost her brother during a violent attempt at survival and was subsequently left alone in the hands of an unknown fate.<br /><br />And, Marko Siwak disappeared in the middle of the night and was never heard from again.<br /><br /><br />These are the stories of their journeys lost in a world where devastation knows no boundaries, where enemies await them at every turn, and where heartache, loss, and death supersede happiness, peace, and love...and the destiny that awaits them.<br />
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<strong><span style="color: #073763;">"Not all those who wander are lost..."</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">What is fate? Or destiny?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Do we each have a predestined plan? A path to follow on our journey, mapped out long before us? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Does someone, something, somewhere, already know what hasn't yet come to pass? Are words such as chance, fortune and luck, just words? Are we all just pawns in a game being played by a force of power, so much bigger than us, a force so great, so unfathomably paramount that we, as mere humans, simply do not have the ability to comprehend it?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">What if the answer was yes?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">What if every step we've taken, every choice, every mistake we've make, every success, every sad or happy moment in our lives, every person we've met, every feeling, every emotion we'd ever experienced, every single breath we've taken, our first and our last...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">What if every single moment of our lives was, is, will be --no matter who you are, poor or wealthy, famous, criminal, loved or hated - what if it was an inevitability, a foreordination, utterly uncontrollable by us?</span><br />
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The Lost Souls is the best in the series so far!<br /><br />Ever wonder what happened with the supporting characters from books 1 & 2? What happened to Hockey after the raid? Is Shandor dead or is he a Skin Eater? Where did Marko go when he left camp? Lost Souls answers all these questions and leaves you wanting more!<br /><br />In The Lost Souls the world is still shit and no one is safe. The story covers mostly book 2 but it follows Hockey, Marko, Shandor, and Nico with multiple POVs and story lines that are all interwoven brilliantly. <br /><br />Madeline does an impeccable job keeping the story together with a continuous flow between all the character and not making the reader question once as to who's life you are following.<br /><br />Never in a series have I been so invested in all the characters but in Holy Trinity not only do I love Trinity, Xan, and Gerik but I want to know how all of the character's lives turn out. I care to know who lives or dies. Who is safe and who is in harms way. Who falls in love and who gets broken hearted. The Lost Souls gave me all of that and more.<br /><br />Some of my reactions while reading:<br /><br /><em>I love Shandor!<br /><br />Dude the dominance scene is still hot even the third time reading lol<br /><br />OMG WHAT HAPPENED TO GARIK?!?!<br /><br />WHAT THE FUCK!!! Nico has lost his shit.<br /><br />Now I'm not getting any sleep tonight<br /><br />I know in this last 10% my emotions are going to be everywhere<br /><br />The next day:<br /><br />Dude I'm so tired but it's was so worth it.<br /><br />I'm still thinking about Lost Souls. It's was just so good! I'm so excited!!<br /><br />Lol I'm silly I know ^_^</em><br /><br /><br />It doesn't matter if you love Paranormal books or have never read a Paranormal novel before, you will fall in love with this clan of Gypsies trying to survive the end of the world.<br /><br /><strong>Check out the first two books in the series:<br /><br />•The Soul Mate (Holy Trinity book 1)<br />•My Soul to Take (Holy Trinity book 2) </strong>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;"><strong>Genre: </strong>Coming of Age, New Adult</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><strong>Freeing a companion novel to the USA Today bestseller, Fading.</strong> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;">Knowing who you are and accepting who you are come at different prices. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;">Escaping California and moving to Seattle to attend the University of Washington, Jase frees himself to the reality that he likes men. Never staying with any guy long enough to get to know them, he doesn't realize that he's still hiding from who he is until he meets Mark. Scared of having real feelings for another guy stirs up the questions and fears he's fought hard to bury. </span><br />
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<strong>Conflicted, unsure, rejection, self-hating, ashamed, defined, confusion, choices -<em>not really</em>, realization, forgiveness, love, acceptance is ---FREEING!</strong><br />
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I was so excited to read this story not only because I really liked Jase in <strong>
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<strong>"I need to free my mind of the constant taunting. I just need to be free to find myself."</strong><br />
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This story needs to be read after reading <strong>
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If you have never read a M/M romance before <strong>
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I feel like E.K. Blair laid a piece of her heart in the pages of <strong>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Picking up my cell, I quickly call Kyle. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Hey. Jase is on his way over. I'm running late, but heading home now. I should be there in fifteen or so," I tell him. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "No problem."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Thanks."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Yeah," he says before hanging up.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;">Traffic is backed up as I make my way home. Something about knowing that Jase is at my place waiting on me causes my heart beat a little quicker, but that's nothing new. I really like this guy. I could tell he was hesitant with me the other night, but the fact that he didn't skip a beat when I asked him to hit the gym with me today reassures me that maybe I was just being paranoid. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Pulling next to his car in my drive, I park and hop out. When I walk in and toss my keys onto the bar, I turn around. My beating heart wanes. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "What the fuck are you doing?"</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Jase is on top of Kyle, tongue shoved in his mouth, before Kyle jumps off the couch from underneath him. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Shit, man," Kyle pants out, and I can't even focus on him as I'm watching Jase, disengaged from the scene playing out in my living room. Completely void of emotion, he walks to grab his keys, and his demeanor is irritating.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "You're not gonna say anything?" I snap, and he doesn't as much as look my way.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Asshole. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Jase! What the hell, man?"</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Nothing.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> He walks past me and out the door. I should have trusted my gut when I first saw him. I knew about him. How he hops from bed to bed. But something about him, something I should have been more cautious of, told me that he felt differently with me. Who the hell am I kidding? I barely know him at all. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Dude, I'm sorry," Kyle says and when I turn around, I let my frustration play out on him. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "What's your problem, man?"</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "He said you guys weren't anything, so I..."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "So you what? Forget it. You know what? I don't give a shit. You're just like him, always dragging ass in and out of here," I sling at him as I start making my way to my room.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Don't be a fucking bitch, Mark."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Turning around, I throw back at him, "Fuck you, Kyle. Just get your shit and get the fuck out."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> He laughs, as if I'm kidding.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> "Serious. I want you out."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"> Slamming my door, I'm beyond pissed. I don't even know how this guy, in a brief period of time was able to get underneath my skin the way he had. Foolish of me to think that I could have had feelings for him, but I do. <em>Shit.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;"><strong>Title: </strong>Becoming More</span><br />
<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;"><strong>Author: </strong>Bayli Lane</span><br />
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: x-large;">At first it was all freedom, fun, and games for Lilly Fairfield. Being a freshman in college was supposed to create some of the best memories of her life, especially with her best friend, Lauren, and longtime boyfriend, Sander, by her side. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: x-large;">But the excitement begins to slip away when the people closest to her start to change. They begin moving in a direction Lilly doesn't want to go, forcing Lilly to be faced with a decision. Should she fight for her relationship with both Sander and Lauren or move on to something different? Something unknown. Someone like...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: x-large;">Colton Davenport. Colton isn't Lilly's typical type. He's shockingly sexy with his colorful tattoos, shiny lip ring, and ear gauges. His smile alone leaves her breathless. Then again, she hasn't had a specific type of other than Sander. When she meets Colton she feels an automatic attraction that stuns her into utter stillness. She can't look away, doesn't want to look away. </span></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: x-large;">**This book is a New Adult Romance - intended for a mature audience.**</span></strong></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">The feel of Colton's skin on mine is more than I ever imagined it would be. <em>God, it's so much more. </em>I should have known that the sexual attraction between us was so alluring for a reason, but this is unbelievable. It's like he knows my body better than I do. I've never reacted this way before; it's surreal. I'm afraid it's going to end, and I'm not ready to feel the lack of Colton against me. Instead, I want more. I reach down and grab at the button on his jeans. He stills on top of me and pulls away from my face. He looks into my eyes and then shakes his head. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">"Not today, babe," he says fiercely and reaches for my hand and pins it above my head. Okay, not what I was going for, but this is pretty nice too.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">"Why not?" I whisper against his neck and then press my lips to his pulse. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">"I told you earlier. I'm going to take my time with you. I want to get to know your body, slowly." He grabs my hand and pins it alongside my other. His lips meet mine again in a tantalizing but leisurely tempo. I nibble at his bottom lip and draw the metal ring into my mouth, flicking my tongue across the warm metal. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">He moans into my mouth as I let go of the ring. He starts nibbling on my lower lip, pulling it and teasing it with his teeth. "Please," I beg and push my body against his. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">He smiles and places a peck on my lips. "As hot as it is that you want it, not tonight," he says with ardor and then pulls me up. I sit up, ad he sits across from me. He runs his hand along my neck and down my chest, grips my hips, and pulls me onto his lap. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to kiss you," he says sincerely and bites my shoulder. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">I throw my head back while his lips skim the skin to my chin. "Me too," I reply roughly. I didn't even know my voice could sound like that; I'm so out of breath.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">"It exceeded my expectations," he says against my skin. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: x-large;">Bayli Lane didn't realize how much she loved creating a world from nothing until college. She went to Marian University where she majored in Communications but in her spare time wrote and read. Her love for reading is what really brought out her desire to create her own novel. After starting loads of stories and not finishing them, she finally decided it was time to put her passion to work. Becoming More is her first novel but certainly not her last. Bayli lives with her husband, Tim, in Indiana where she is probably sitting with a large cup of coffee and her computer working on her next book. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We are so excited to share with you this book. We absolutely fell in love with Leo (Sign of Love #1) and then again in Leo's chance (Sign of Love #2). And now Mia is bringing us Stinger and she does not disappoint. The good thing is they are standalone so if you haven't read Leo or Leo's Chance no need to worry you can dive right into Stinger, but you will definitely want to go and read Leo and Leo's Chance as soon as you can. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Carson Stinger was a man who didn't play by any rules except his own. Working in the adult entertainment industry, he didn't care what others thought, and took each day as it came, no direction, no plan. He knew what women wanted from him and believed it was all he had to offer. Until her...</span></div>
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Another fantastic book in the <em>Sign of Love Series</em> by Mia Sheridan. First Leo captured my heart and now Carson Stinger took it for a ride. <em>
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This story is not just a fluffy love story. It's so much more than that. From shame to redemption.<br />
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Sometimes people carry shame around and the only way to live is by wearing a mask. They are just waiting for that right person that they can finally open up to. Sometimes that happens when you least expect it...Say when you are stuck in an elevator with nowhere to go, and nothing to do than play 'Sink one for a secret'. <br />
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Grace Hamilton (a law student) has her life mapped out. She has 'well-made' plans that she wants to follow and not deviate from. But when she meets Carson Stinger something makes her throw away those plans, even if it's just for a weekend. <br />
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<strong>"Life can change on a dime." I grinned. "Wild, isn't it?" --Carson Stinger</strong><br />
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Carson Stinger (Straight Male Performer) is a porn star. He is the type of person that goes through life by the seam of his pants (<em>pun intended</em>) :) But his whole outlook changes after being stuck with Grace. He finds himself not wanting to let her go. But what exactly could he offer the girl that has everything mapped out? <br />
Carson at first is a bit of a douche to Grace but once his walls come down he is so sweet and caring. He is also hot and very alpha. <br />
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<strong>"Lose control baby. Just for a weekend. Let me take charge. I'll take good care of you, I promise."</strong><br />
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Carson had an issue with the movie <em>Titanic</em>. He thought it was a craptastic love story. I could not stop laughing at Carson with the whole <em>Titanic</em> issue because I happened to agree with him!<br />
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<strong>'He leaned down into me and in a mocking voice said, "Jack, Jack, don't ever let go...well, that is, unless I try <em>once</em> to pull you up on this two-person raft and can't do it. Then, God Speed human Popsicle. It was fun while it lasted."'</strong><br />
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I can't say enough good things about this book. This book had a little bit of everything. So well rounded from funny to emotional. A must read for sure!
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17253760-so-much-it-hurts" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"><img alt="So Much It Hurts" border="0" src="http://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/books/1363912699m/17253760.jpg" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17253760-so-much-it-hurts">So Much It Hurts</a> by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6894648.Melanie_Dawn">Melanie Dawn</a><br />
My rating: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/718376832">4 of 5 stars</a><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">*3.75 Stars*</span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #741b47;">Here are our reactions as we were reading it.</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Ok so in So Much It Hurts...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">This Trevor dude is something else!!! How dare he. I have a feeling things are taking a turn for the worst.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> How far are you?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> 13%</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> He is totally stressing me out!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> No bueno, AT ALL!!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">It's funny how people can apologize after doing something so badly and expect forgiveness right away. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> I have a feeling I'm going to want to have a Lorena Bobbitt moment with Trevor lol </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Oh my god, YES!!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">This sentence gave me chills... <em>
<strong>"No one knew that under that facade of godliness, he was a monster."</strong>
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> I hope someone will see the monster if she can't get away</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> For her sake I hope so too.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Oh no! Why does she have to make stupid decisions after everything that's happened?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">So this might be a preference thing, but although I appreciate the flashback to better understand what happened, I can't help feeling like I want the story to go back to the present and get on with it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">I'm sooo torn! As much as I want to feel sorry for her, I can't help but to blame her at the same time!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> I know right!! I was hoping she would be strong enough to leave him.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">And I agree about the past. It kind of felt like I was reading two books in one.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Yes exactly!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Sooo...even though I understand her mother's motives, it still upsets me that she interfered.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> Yeah me too!! Are you talking about the letters?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Yes!!!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> So you read the part where I wanted to Lorena Bobbit Trevor!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Oh my god YES! I was speechless!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">But I was mad at her too.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> For even going?!?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> YEAH!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">I hate the cycle. If you know what I mean. I understand that it happens but it still upsets me that they fall so easily for their antics.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> Yeah I totally agree. Even after everything he put her through she still went back. Also her friends SUCK!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">And I use the word "friend" lightly</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Totally! They were just as bad as her. So blinded.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> And how sweet is Chris</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> My heart hurts for Chris.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> Teen Chris or adult Chris?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Both. As a misunderstood teen and adult Chris.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> I hurt for him as a teen and a little as an adult by my heart goes out to Michel. You know how I always defend the wounded party</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Yeah yeah.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> Lol</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> I don't know why but there is something about Michael that doesn't sit right with me. Maybe I'm looking too much into his behavior.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> No I felt the same but he definitely redeems himself and he is such a great guy</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> GRRRR! I don't want him to be great. LOL!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> Lol</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> Not the ending I wanted AT ALL!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Karinna:</strong> It was a satisfying ending for me</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><strong>Yari:</strong> I had a few issues with the ending. Choices that she made that I don't believe were right. It felt like for the majority of the book it was going to end in a completely different way. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">"A good debut by Melanie Dawn with a little bit of everything I like in a book. I'll definitely keep my eye out for her next book." ~Karinna</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">"So Much It Hurts was painful, heartfelt, emotional, frustrating, and angsty. Melanie Dawn's writing is full of potential. She is someone to watch out for." ~ Yari
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;">Chis laughed. "I'd better get this drowned rat home and get him cleaned up. My roommates are going to kill me." His deep voice reverberated in his chest, more hearty and masculine than in high school, but a gentle reminder of the same laugh that coated my soul with happiness years ago.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;">Chris ran his hand through his own windblown hair. Eyeing me from head to toe, he slowly shook his head at me. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;">"What?" I asked innocently, suddenly aware of every imperfection in his line of sight. Glancing at my toes that dug nervously in the sand as if they were trying to find a place for me to hide, I twisted the knotted strand of hair around my index finger. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;">"God, you're beautiful...just like I remember you." With that remark, he smiled, turned around, and jogged off with Jasper eagerly racing ahead of him. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;">I am a dreamer, a thinker, and a hopeless romantic! I never considered myself a writer until one day I sat down and started typing. Before I knew it I had 40,000 words...so here I am, trying to make my way as an author!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Pearl</em></strong>, follows Arianne Richmonde's bestselling books in <em><strong>The Pearl Trilogy: Shades of Pearl, Shadows of Pearl </strong>and <strong>Shimmers of Pearl</strong></em>; the tumultuous and heart-rending love story between forty-year-old documentary producer, Pearl Robinson, and French Internet billionaire, Alexander Chavalier, fifteen years her junior.</span></div>
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What a fantastic story. It was great to see Alexander's side.<br />
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I LOVED the fact that Alexander was aware that there was a considerable age difference between them and he still very much wanted to pursue Pearl, it's so refreshing to read a story like that. You don't see that too often and it makes the story so original. Arianne is one heck of storyteller but we already knew that.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Arianne Richmonde is an American writer and artist who was raised in both the US and Europe. She is the authors of Forty Shades of Pearl, Shadows of Pearl and Shimmers of Pearl, all full-length novels in The Pearl Trilogy. She has also written Glass - an erotic short story. She lives with her husband in France. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">1. When I was a child I was jealous of my dog because he didn't have to go to school. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">4. My favorite type of vacation is lying on the beach with a good book and a glass of cold white wine and swimming every now and then in warm, crystal-clear water. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">6. A vice of mine is lying about in bed in the morning with my dogs, cats and husband!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">19. My husband cooks for me (because I'm a lazy cook and would end up eating cereal!)</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;">With one kiss, it changes everything between us...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;">I've been famous since I can remember. Singing, acting, dancing - I've done it all. The tabloids cover my every move, but I don't want that anymore. I want to be normal, whatever that is. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;">When I leave Hollywood for college in Vermont, I'm on my own for the first time in my life. This is my chance to figure out who I am and what I want in life.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;">Caleb is the one man who doesn't want to use me. He breaks down my walls. He challenges me. He wants me. And I don't know if I can give him the same - or if he'll stick around when he finds out my shameful secret that the tabloids haven't managed to uncover. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">He steps closer to me, a glint in his eyes. "I'm a distraction?"</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">"A huge one."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">"Good." He's so close to me that his breath whispers over my hair. His lips are <em>almost </em>touching my ear. "Because you're distracting me ,too."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">I put my hand against his chest and feel his muscles tighten in response. "Well, then we're in perfect agreement."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">"Distractions" - I jump when I feel his mouth skate over my earlobe - "are not needed, and that w-we sh-should..."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">His lips enclose on my lobe, tugging it gently. "You were saying?"</span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">"How is it, that someone can make decision after decision attempting to get away from their past and somehow end up right back where they started?" </span></span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">When Brenna decided to leave the only life she'd ever known, she never thought she'd ever be back. Now, five years later she's running from her clean cut husband straight back to the motorcycle club that raised her... and the man she left behind. She left with a secret, and as soon as she returns the truth will break her carefully constructed life wide open.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">My rating: </span><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/708083658"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">4 of 5 stars</span></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A biker series with a lot of promise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Carving Constellations is an enjoyable read about a girl who grew up in a Motorcycle Club but didn't want that life only to run back there because it was the last place she remembered feeling safe.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I thought the story line was good and I always wanted to find out what was going to happen next. I also found the secondary characters very enjoyable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I didn't really like the Main Characters much. Brenna makes a lot of choices that I didn't think were the best for her and at time didn't make sense. Dragon does something to Brenna that I just couldn't accept or get over. And because of that event I just couldn't get on bored with him and Brenna.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">That being said I believe Nicole has a lot of potential with her writing and story telling, and I'm eager for the next books in the series.</span>
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">I'm a liar. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">I love a man. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">No, I love two men...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">One makes love to me. The other sets me on fire. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">One is my rock. The other is my kryptonite.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">I'm broken, lost, and disgusted with myself. </span></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #bf9000;">Okay, oh my god! Chills...this story gave me chills.</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">Arsen what can I say...</span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #bf9000;">Gritty...Brutal...<br />Betrayal...Raw..<br />Loss...Emotional...<br />Heartbreaking...Thrilling...<br />Forbidden love...<br />So wrong yet it feels so right...<br />Sexy...Hot...<br />and full of Angst...</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">Arsen is brilliant. Beautifully written. It captivates you from the very first page. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">It's like a forbidden fruit you know you shouldn't eat but you can't help yourself. Something inside you propels you and makes you do it. Pain can lead us to do some crazy stupid things. Although you know it's wrong its like a fright train takes over and there is no way to stop it from happening. But sometimes, that pain and those stupid decisions...are necessary. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">I swear I have never highlighted so much in my life. This book made me hot and giddy yet it also made my heart heavy and cry like a baby. <em>I'm talking ugly cry!</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">Fuck! The epilogue was completely brutal. It tore me up inside. I seriously needed a couple of days to recuperate from it. <em>Serious book hangover</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">This is by far one of the best books I have read in 2013. It's a definite must read. I can't wait to see more from Mia.</span> <br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">This time he makes love to me. There is no roughness in his treatment of my body, and I don't miss it. This feels as if he is telling me with his body what he cannot voice yet. This feels like we are imprinting each other to our bodies and to our hearts. Moaning, I grab the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss, getting lost in the moment. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">My name is Mia Asher.</span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">I'm a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes...I might be a bit crazy - but who isn't?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Perfect. That's me. That's the only acceptable way to be, according to my father. Perfect grades. Perfect manners. Perfect athlete. Perfect SAT scores. Perfect college. And recently, I was accepted into the perfect med school. My future has already been mapped out for me and there's nothing that can change that. Not even Tatum O'Connell. That girl is out of control, yet for some reason, I can't seem to keep my distance from her. I watch her closely, hoping that one day she'll let me in, but watching her lead her life down the dangerous path she's on right now isn't easy...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Still laughing and not paying attention, I round the corner, only to run straight into a completely <em>different </em>kind of trouble. A brown-headed, blue-eyed, whirlwind kind of trouble. A trouble that looks unbelievably hot in a tight-ass, short black dress. A trouble wearing the highest black heels I've ever seen, heels that make her legs look unbelievable and should be outlawed judging by the bulge forming inside my dark Diesels. <em>Damn. </em>She's also a trouble that I've formed a decent friendship with over the last few weeks, so any mental images I have of her doing certain things to me wearing those heels have got to go. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">"Hey!" she says laughing as she flips her hair off her shoulders. My eyes immediately land on her pouty lips, the clear shine reflecting off of them as she smiles. "What are you doing here?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">She giggles. Obviously, she's already started drinking. <em>Great. </em>Well, at least we'll be at the same place so I can make sure Dickhead the Douchebag takes care of her. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">"Because, I'm gonna fix your hair. It looks too...perfect. It needs to be messy - sexy, like you." She stops dead in her tracks. "Um...I mean, as sexy as you look now." She exhales, frustrated. "<em>Sexily dressed,</em> that's what I mean." She bites her bottom lip nervously as she mentally tries to hook her words and reel them back in. I just laugh because she looks so damn cute.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Saying nothing else, she rolls her eyes and pulls me in the direction of the bathroom. Once we arrive, she flips on the light and points at the toilet seat for me to take a seat. Turning on the faucet, she sets her purse on the counter and pulls out a travel size hairspray. After digging around for a little while longer, she turns towards me. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">"Well, I guess this will have to do." She tilts her head to the left and then scrunches her mouth to the same side, deep in thought. Nodding to herself, she leans over and wets her fingers in the sink before stepping in between my legs. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;">Author: T.A. Hardenbrook </span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNG2v7Ir4eUsESeoAwrZBNStmuqg9lmuNkIplAUshhaECpJyHPIjLBvhxjofX2XcPXjzkENOXfRFuz0rGzaCjevfhjZJcAYjHQTw-3lBSLTf_UEOTFBh64qa7TaDJTTOiS07-nU7vn520/s1600/running+home_ebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNG2v7Ir4eUsESeoAwrZBNStmuqg9lmuNkIplAUshhaECpJyHPIjLBvhxjofX2XcPXjzkENOXfRFuz0rGzaCjevfhjZJcAYjHQTw-3lBSLTf_UEOTFBh64qa7TaDJTTOiS07-nU7vn520/s320/running+home_ebook.jpg" width="206" /></a><span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"><strong>Carmen</strong> always had a wild streak about her while growing up in this small town. Everyone use to say her only saving grace in this world was her best friend Walker who tried to keep the flighty girl grounded. But life was too big for her to live in this one stop light kind of town; she had dreams and wants that could take her anywhere but staying there. Anything was better than being stuck in the perpetuating cycle of being born and dying in this hell hole she called the reality of a small town girl. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"><strong>Walker</strong> was the only anchor that could hold her home, she lived for that boy. So how do you explain to someone that staying there would only suffocate the possibilities of making a better life for oneself? Running away was the only option, and leaving a piece of her heart with him would keep her strong out in the real world, at least she hoped it would. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;">After years of trying to make it on her own, struggling through life and trying to stay clean, the only reality she sees at surviving now is going back to the place she tried so hard to break free from. Unsure if her old life is willing to accept the choices she has made, the lone thought that matters to her is hoping she still has to only man she counted on her entire life in her corner. You can always go home, but will they be willing to take you back?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;"><em><u>Carmen, June 2007</u></em></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;">"Carmen get down from there!" Walker shouted as I sauntered across the concrete railing on the old train bridge. "You need to calm down, nothing is going to happen." I lowered myself to sit and face the moon shining on the pond below. Nothing was ever going to happen to me, I was invisible to everything. No matter how hard I tried to break the cycle of mediocrity, this small town smacked me back in the face. I could jump off this bridge into a pool filled with piranhas and not a single one would bite me. I had the best of luck when it came to safety; however the sanity issue is where the problem was. I couldn't break free of my mind; it was always swirling with useless information. A release was what I craved, an escape into the world unknown. Glancing over at Walker as he meandered over to the railing, I pushed myself off the edge and fall into the darkness below. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> The cool water rushed around my body as I tumbled into the pond below the bridge. It felt like a million little needles piercing my skin, reminding my brain that I was still alive. I broke the surface and felt the hot sticky air fill my lungs as I took a breath. The difference between the two temperatures was amazing, awakening my soul and calming my mind. It was like being in two different places at once, and in reality I was just dying to get out of one. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Carmen!" Walker screamed from the bridge. It's not like it was the first time I've done this. It was liberating to just close my eyes and jump, and each time I did it, Walker panicked like it would be the last. "Are you okay?" my best friend screamed down at me. I flashed him a thumbs up as he shook his head and muttered something to himself. I'm betting it contained curse words; he was going to lay into me again for the millionth time for this little stunt. It's not that I didn't care; it was just the same thing every time. I was being irresponsible with my life, there was so much more to do and see that doing something careless as jumping off the bridge into a small pond was the dumbest idea I could possibly do in his eyes. Swimming over to the edge of the bank I knew I could rattle off several more idiotic things I've done in the past more dangerous that this, but I know it would only break his heart. He was the only person in this world that actually cared about me, and it was like a punch in the gut every time I let him down. </span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><em> Pulling myself up on the embankment I caught his eyes as he walked down the small hill</em>. Too late I've done it again, <em>as I noticed the hurt written all over his beautiful face. </em></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;">"Calm down Walker, I slipped," I mentioned while ringing the water out of my hair. Walker didn't say anything once he reached the rocks; I knew he was pissed and was about to find out exactly the level of anger I managed to hit tonight. "Why in the hell do you do that? You're not going to live forever Carmen, one day it's not going to end well. I refuse to be there when that happens; I love you way too much to watch you self-destruct." His eyes bored into mine, laced with heartache and pain I managed to hand deliver to him tonight. I broke the contact and rolled my eyes at my best friend; it's the same story I've heard from him a million and one times, basically the shortened version claims that I'm crazy. Hell I might just be a little off my rocker, I act on impulse and normally that resulted in something dumb happening. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;">I've always been a little different; from the first day on the playground of third grade when I went up to the most popular girl at school and pushed her down because she wouldn't include me in her group, Walker was the only kid who would stand by my side after that. Who would have known he would grow up to be an all-star athlete and that everyone in our small town loved, and I would be the girl who people pitied. Well I'm betting everyone knew that; considering that my parents were both druggies who dropped me off with my grandparents when I was eight. My grandmother always said I was free bird like my mom; the only difference between mom and me is the drugs. Now I love a good beer and hand me a shot of whiskey and I'll be your best friend, but I was not going to ruin my life like they did with the hard stuff. Maybe it's because my parents left me alone that I'm this way, it always seemed easier to blame someone else for my problems. No one expected me to do anything with my life anyhow, might as well live up to their expectations right?</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Let's go home Carmen," Walker shook his head and held out his hand to help me up the steep embankment.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "But it's still early Walker, look the sun isn't even out yet."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "That's the point; your grandparents are going to be mad for you being out this late already."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "When are they not angry Walker, I'm like a living reminder of their failure at parenthood." He got behind me and pushed my body up the last little bit to the level ground. I stood there sopping wet as I watched him stalk back to his truck, I wasn't ready to head home yet. Going back to my small room in the little farm house on the old dirt road from the left outside of the tiny town we lived in; my own personal hell. I refused to die in this one stop light kind of town, there had to be more in life the getting married and raising two-point-five kinds and joining the PTA. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> Looking at the millions of stars in the sky I knew I was destined for more, no one was going to stop me from achieving my dreams. Even if I had no clue what they were yet.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Carmen," my grandmother yelled down the hall. I slowly opened my eyes to read the clock sitting beside my bed; the fact that it flashed seven-fifteen made me want to hurl it across the room. I only had to endure getting up at this hour through the next week till graduation, which was IF I could pass the last test in US History. Why anyone needed to know about the stupid wars and presidents was beyond me, considering I couldn't even tell you who was in charge of our country now let alone a hundred years ago.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Carmen are you up yet? You know Walker will be here in twenty minutes to collect you."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "I'm up I swear," I yelled as I threw the covers back over my head. "We don't swear in this house young lady," as Grams ripped the comforter off my bed, leaving me cold almost naked. "I know," I snapped while rolling out of bed. Grams gave me a stern look as she tossed the bedding back on the bed. "Manners Carmen, a lady needs to watch her tongue," she lectured me whole leaving the room. "Sorry," I muttered, dragging myself to the closet to find something clean to wear, just four more days till I could get the hell out of here. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;">"Morning Mrs. Montgomery," Walker's southern drawl floated around the kitchen. Why Walker ever put up with my ass was million dollar question, that boy had a heart of gold while mine was the consistency of coal. "Alright let's get this done," I barked while glancing at Walker as he waited in the doorway. "Carmen can't you ever dress like a lady?" Grams scoffed as she pulled a tray of muffins out of the oven.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "At least my ass isn't hanging out."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Language, I don't want to have to remind you again." Grams scolded while handing Walker a brown sack filled with home cooked goodies. "Thanks Mrs. Montgomery," he tipped his hat and flashed a smile. "Well if we are done playing nice this morning, I've got to figure out how in the hell I'm going to pass this test today." I placed a quick kiss to Gram's cheek and drug Walker out the door. I slipped my sunglasses on my face and walked over to the Bronco, I couldn't wait to be done with school, just four more days and I was going to be free from the awful place. I couldn't fucking wait.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> I tossed my hair up in a messy bun and flipped the dial on the radio to find anything but country. "That crap you listen to is going to rot your brain," Walker mumbled as he flew down the old country road to the high school. "Can't destroy my brain, it's been one for a long time," I winked at him and kicked my feet up on the dash.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Are you going to be able to graduate Saturday? I swear I will drag your ass across that stage, all you have to do is pass this test."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Yeah genius, I'm completely prepared for this exam," I mock, knowing damn well it was going to be a miracle if I scored anything over a sixty percent. I only needed a sixty-two on this test to graduate, nothing like flying by the seat of my pants with the future unknown. Walker just shook his head with a look of pity on his face, I needed to pass this test and prove everyone in this damn town wrong.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "I don't need your sorrow Walker; you know I'm going to be just fine once I get the hell out of here."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "That's what I'm scared about Carmen; I keep hoping you are going to realize that life here isn't that bad."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> I rolled my eyes under my dark glasses, this boy was crazy. I am so close to packing up my shit and heading out west. The land of glamor and opportunity was just creaming my name and nothing was going to stand in my way of it. Not graduating, not my family, and for sure not this town. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "How did it go?" Walker hurried to catch up to me in the hallway after fifth period. "I don't really know, I mean I answered all the questions," I shrugged. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Carmen it was a multiple choice test, I hope you at least filled in all the bubbles?"</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Oh shit, I knew I missed something," I sneered while turning the dial on the lock attached to my locker. After several failed attempts Walker pushed me out of the way and spun it till it clicked. I sent him a loving glare; it was almost a year now that I've been stuck with the same combo that apparently I would never remember. "Oh my savior, what am I ever going to do without you?" I teased while batting my eyelashes and pouted my lips. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Knock it off Carmen; you know I hate the idea of you leaving."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Well get used it champ, this chick is going to see her name in lights!" I slap him on the ass while I closed my locker. "What am I going to do without you?" Walker expressed as he grabbed my bag and headed down the hallway for our government class. "Enjoy life? I don't know maybe date someone?" Instantly my mouth went dry and my stomach plummeted when I mentioned dating someone. I know I can't keep him forever, but I hated the thought of him with anyone else but me. It's not like we ever took that step from our friendship but I still thought of him as my soul mate. Dating someone else just made me angry and bitter, maybe I was meant to stick around this lonely little town after all. Finding love was meant to be everything in life, I just wasn't so sure it was the life for me. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> I waited on the top of the Bronco for Walker to finish with baseball practice. Stripping off my t-shirt I laid back on the roof in just my black lacy bra, closing my eyes and soaking up the rays. The hot metal of the truck was scorching on my exposed skin, but it was worth it as I developed a darker complexion to my naturally tan body. "Carmen put your clothes on," Walker sighed as he slipped his bag into the back and stripped off his shirt. I couldn't help but drool over his body. The years of sports and working in his father's fields have done this man good. His abs were ripped to the point where they looked unreal, and his chiseled pecks were something that no eighteen year old should have. If he was a tall drink of water I wanted to bathe in it, hell I would drown in the liquid of him. "You don't have a shirt on," I replied while resting my body up on my elbows.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Carmen my dear you are absolutely stunning!" a team member of Walker's shouted out as he climbed into his truck. I smiled and gave him a wave as Walker stood down on the concrete crossing his arms looking like he was about to murder someone. "Seriously Walker, you've seen me in less," I grumbled as I tossed my shirt over my head and slid down the front windshield. "Yeah well you're my best friend Carmen, the whole world doesn't need to see you naked."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "It's a bra; my swimsuit covers less than this!" I grabbed my boobs and gave them a squeeze, for gosh sakes it's just extra flaps of skin attached to my chest. I don't know what his problem was; it wasn't like he liked me in that way. I knew I was a little slutty; hey I might even be called the town whore. It's not like I've slept with the entire senior class, just maybe the quarter of them. "Maybe I'm practicing for my porn debut," as I smacked his rock hard abs and walked around to climb in the passenger side of the truck.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "You're not doing porn Carmen."</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><em> "Oh come on, two chicks one guy starring the fabulous Carmen Westin!" I gave him a wink. It's not like I'd do porn, well I might if the money was right</em>. Never say never right<em>? </em></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "So when will we know if you passed?" Walker asked as he turned off the Bronco in my driveway. "I hope tomorrow, but who knows. I think they have to have the list to the principal on Wednesday so he can sign off on the ceremony. How about we intercept it before it reaches him, we can dress like ninjas and show off our karate moves. Then slip my name on that bad boy and deliver it with a smile," as I wiggled my eyebrows with the crazy idea. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "First, you're going to pass that stupid test. Second, what ninja skills are we talking about?"</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "The ones I've been practicing for the last ten years, duh Walker," I laughed as I flung the door open and hopped out. "You did dance for a couple of weeks when you were like ten. That was the last time you did anything that resembled working out," He replied as we walked up to the kitchen door. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "You don't know everything about me Walker, I do have some secrets."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Don't give me that, you are about as open as a twenty-four hour drive thru McDonald's."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "I hear we are getting one of those," quickly trying to change the subject. "Nice try, but I know you Carmen. I'm starting to believe I know you better than you know yourself," Walker mentioned while he opened a cabinet and grabbed two glasses. Walking over to the fridge I seized the milk and poured the ice cold liquid into the cups. Handing one to him we both took a seat at the table, letting the silence from our awkward conversation fill the air. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> I don't know what I would do without this man sitting across from me. He had been there through thick and thin; sitting with me in detention because he wouldn't let me take the full blame on something I always messed up on, breaking curfew with my grandparents and having them ground me for weeks so we would spend every Friday night watching movies until they set me free again. This was the man who would pick me up and brought me home from school, always made sure I had eaten a meal, held my hair back when I partook in too much alcohol, and loved me unconditionally. How was I going to make it without him watching over my dumbass self, why couldn't he just come with me? Oh that's right; he is already stuck in this trap of a small town. Local sports hero who would join the sheriff's department after he graduates, basically a parade should be thrown for how fricken' fantastic he is. I quickly gulped down the remainder of my milk in jealousy; all I wanted was to feel free from the constrictions this town placed on me. I was Carmen the screw up, the girl who would never be good enough for Walker the town prince. Some messed up Cinderella story my life has turned out to be. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Walker sweet boy, would you go grab Henry from the barn? I've got dinner on the table," as Grams handed the plates over to me to set out. "Sure thing Mrs. Montgomery," Walker responded while walking out the back door in search of my grandpa. </span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "That boy is something special, why can't you two just go steady?"</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Grams it's not like that between us. Besides on one goes steady anymore when it's just a matter of heading to Vegas and stopping by the drive-thru chapel of love then a quick jaunt over to the local court house to void the papers."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Life isn't as negative as you paint it to be Carmen."</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"> "Really because my parents are junkies, I can barely pass high school, and I'm dying to get out of here!" I refused to cry over this shitty deals my life has been given. Yes my parents are drug addicts, shit happens. They don't deserve a single tear to fall from my eyes. The best thing they ever did was leave me here, and that says a lot considering I'm counting down the seconds till I get on a Greyhound out of here. There is nothing but a big ass black sucking hole in this town, just waiting for the new graduates to step out into their future at the local Dairy Queen and Quickie Mart. No one ever leaves this hell hole, it's like an invisible force field that blocks people from moving on, however I'm about to shake up that electrical current. I wasn't going to die in this one horse town, I wasn't made to have lots of babies and teach Sunday school. I was meant to travel the world, bare my soul to anyone willing to listen, and show that there is life after high school. It was about time for someone to kick this town in the ass; I refuse to get stuck here. </span></em><br />
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