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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Ten years after a tragedy tore her family apart, Lily is on her way to college for what she hopes will be a fresh start. Instead, she finds herself broken down in the place she swore she'd never return to, the place by the water that damaged her family beyond repair. When Ty Reilly offers her help, she reluctantly accepts, eager to get her car fixed and get the hell out of town.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">But before that can happen, an eerily similar recurrence stops Lily cold. With her identity and ties to the old tragedy revealed, new suspicions cast a bright light on Lily. Everyone around her – the guy who offered her help, her own wayward sister, and the town sheriff who remembers her from a decade earlier – begins to wonder if her reappearance is merely a coincidence or if she's somehow involved. </span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">As Lily begins to thread together strands from the past with the present, she realizes that there's no such thing as a coincidence down by the water.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">And that you can't ever really leave the past behind.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">All
West Montgomery wanted was a vacation. A week-long stay in Tucson
with Abby and her parents, a chance to get away for the week, the
opportunity to get to know her family a little better and maybe carve
out a little alone time with his girlfriend.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">What
he doesn't count on is finding a way to resume his baseball career.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Encouraged
by Abby and her father to attend a MLB open tryout, West discovers
that he can still play ball—well—and he suddenly becomes the
hottest commodity on the field. Overwhelmed with offers and
possibilities, West knows that whatever choice he makes will affect
more than his baseball career. It will affect his future with Abby.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Professional
baseball was always his dream, but Abby was a new dream come true. He
doesn't want to choose between them, but in order to fulfill one of
those dreams, West will have to.</span></span></div>
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he knows it's all on him.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Author:
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Genre:
New Adult Contemporary Romance - </span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Note:
This book is recommended for ages 17+ due to sexual content and
language.</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, serif; font-size: 15px;">For
Savannah Rae, living life without her parents was unimaginable. But
being blamed for her first love’s suicide? That destroyed every
part of who she was. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span lang="en-GB">Gone
were the days of innocence, happiness, and dreams. Now her days
simply meant attempting to survive. In her mind, her only means for
that was replacing her grief with men, booze and the fast life. And
for five years, it worked.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span lang="en-GB">When
an opportunity to leave the nightmares of her past in Australia opens
up, she takes it. Los Angeles beckons - with hopes of late nights,
new beginnings, and the promise of a string of endless men to
distract her, she can’t wait to dive in.</span></span></span></div>
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thing she didn’t count on was meeting her match.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span lang="en-GB">In
the eyes of outsiders, Tate Connors has it all; the ultimate LA
bachelor who is content with his lifestyle of wild nights, women and
one night stands. He's Mr. Unpredictable with looks that could
destroy any woman with one glance.</span></span></span></div>
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craziness of Los Angeles throws them into the chaotic path of each
other. Savannah becomes the perfect game, and Tate becomes the
ultimate prey. Lines are crossed, emotions are smashed, and the idea
of who they truly are begins to be tangled.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After years of concentrating on non-fiction, mostly parenting and homeschool related articles, I realized a dream and finished my first full-length novel in 2008.FEARLESS is the first in a series of four young adult urban fiction books. It will be available through Amazon and Barnes and Noble in December, 2011.In my non-writing hours, I am a mother of five (four biological, one in-law) and a wife of one. I homeschool the two youngest children.Writing, reading and traveling are my passions. I love and will devour anything by Anne Rice, Diana Gabaldon, Nora Roberts, Janet Evanovitch, Stephen King, Anne Perry, Julia Spencer-Fleming. . .there are too many books and not enough time!</span></div>
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Note to self: do not EVER go on vacation again during a book release week. Because not only will the beach and the beer tempt you to forget all the things you're supposed to be doing, but the weather will screw with you, too. Especially if you have to travel through Tornado Alley...during tornado season...on your way home.<br />
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Kellen Handler.<br />
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Title: A Rare Vintage<br />Author: Delancey Stewart<br />Pub date: <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1465877251" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; position: relative; top: -2px; z-index: 0;" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ" style="position: relative; top: 2px; z-index: -1;">May 31, 2013</span></span></div>
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Delancey Stewart is the author of Through a Dusty Window: New York City Stories 1910-2001 and A Rare Vintage, the first in her Wine Country Romance Series. A Rare Vintage releases on <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1465877252" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; position: relative; top: -2px; z-index: 0;" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ" style="position: relative; top: 2px; z-index: -1;">May 31st</span></span>.</div>
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Stewart has lived on both coasts, in big cities and small towns. She's been a pharmaceutical rep, a personal trainer and a direct sales representative for a French wine importer. Beyond all that, she has always been a writer in some way shape or form. </div>
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A military spouse and the mother of two small boys, her current job titles include pirate captain, monster hunter, Lego assembler and story readers. She tackles all these efforts at her current home in Southern Maryland.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">They opened the bottle in the kitchen and then wandered to the living room with generously full globes of deep crimson wine. Isabella sat at one end of the couch, tucking her legs underneath her, and leaned forward, holding out the glass.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">"To your dad," she said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">"To continuing to build what he began," she concluded.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">Isabella found herself breathing more heavily, as if it took a great deal of effort for her to sit here on the couch next to this wildly attractive man, drinking wine. He’d gone from being arrogant and closed-off to open and generous in one evening. She wanted to slide across the couch, wrap her arms around his neck and pull him to her—to feel his weight on her. The more she tried to focus on behaving normally, the more difficulty she had quelling the butterflies that were careening around in her stomach. She tore her eyes from his face and found herself staring at the muscular chest evident under the thin western shirt instead. <i>Get a grip on yourself!</i> She chastised.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">Jonathan had been watching her, his gaze never leaving her face, and he seemed to sense her struggles to maintain control over her suddenly flaring desire. A smile began on his lips and he put his glass down on the coffee table in front of them. His eyes darkened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">"Isabella," he said. "I know you've just gotten here…"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">She was not usually a forward woman, but something in his voice dampened her fears. She put her glass on the table and slid across the caramel leather of the couch until she could feel warmth radiating off of him. She looked into his eyes, not entirely sure of herself until she saw the barely-contained desire in his gaze. She felt a shift as her own physical desire pushed aside her efforts to maintain conscious control of the situation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';">"Jonathan," she breathed as her arms wound around his neck. His breath was hot on her neck as she pulled him gently toward her. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her back as he laid her down. They slid back slowly until the full length of their bodies was pressed together, and finally, his lips found hers. They kissed softly at first, and then Isabella felt Jonathan's control falter as he let out a low groan and began to kiss her hungrily. He pushed her lips apart and his tongue plunged into her mouth. She tasted the wine lingering there, and she opened her mouth to him eagerly, her own tongue meeting his while her hips pushed upwards against him, feeling the hard urgency of his erection pressing against her hip through her jeans. He groaned again, a low guttural sound filled with desire, and she began to feel the edges of her consciousness darken as the remnants of her self-control faded into her own desire for him.</span></div>
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And, since I thought YOU might want to get to know some of these authors a little better, too (because we want to see YOU at NASW), I thought I'd share the cool interviews we did with each other. For the next few Wednesdays, I'll be posting them.<br />
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<span style="font-family: garamond, serif; font-size: medium; font-style: inherit; line-height: 15px;">With the support and encouragement of her parents and sister, JC set out to figure out what she wanted to do when she grew up. Most days, the jury is still out; however the thing that stuck with her no matter what she pursued was her love of the written word.</span></div>
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Here it is. The first chapter of MAVERICK (May 21, 2013).<br />
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Something—no,
someone—was rubbing against my leg. Soft skin, silky smooth,
gliding back and forth over my calf. My thigh. Fingertips traveled
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I grunted and
forced my eyes open. A naked chick with blond hair was curled up next
to me. A naked chick whose name I couldn't remember.</div>
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She bent her head
close to my bare chest and her lips grazed my skin. “Good morning,”
she said, her voice soft.</div>
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Her long hair
was a mess of tangles, her mascara smudged, but she was still
beautiful. Tan and thin, her tits the best money could buy. She
looked like half the other chicks in Southern California. Hell, she
looked like <i>all</i> the chicks in SoCal.</div>
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I yawned and the
odor hit me like a freight train. She smelled like cigarettes and
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Or maybe that was
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“Hey,” I
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She smiled and
lowered her head again. Her tongue danced in circles on my skin as
her fingers trailed down my stomach. I should have felt something,
some little spark in my gut, some twinge in my cock. But I felt
nothing.</div>
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Chelsea?</div>
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Cheryl?</div>
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What was her
name? Something with a Ch. I was pretty sure of that.</div>
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I swallowed. My
mouth was bone-dry, like someone had shoved a handful of cotton down
my throat. I rubbed at my eyes and glanced at the nightstand. Four
cans of Bud Light littered the top, along with a flashing alarm clock
and a discarded black lace thong. I pushed the panties to the floor
and picked up a can. Empty. So was the next one. The third was
half-full and I downed the warm, flat beer, washing away the cotton
in my mouth.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I set the can
back down and looked at the top of Ch's head. She'd stayed glued to
me, her hand traveling lower, her fingers brushing the tip of my dick. “Yo. I gotta go.”<br />
<br />
Her tongue licked
at my nipple and she kicked at the sheet so she was fully exposed. My
eyes traveled the length of her body and I drew a quick breath. At least I hadn't been so drunk
that I'd brought some sea hag back to my room. I could have done worse. Much, much worse.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I closed my eyes,
trying to remember. Chantelle? Charity?
</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
“Hey,” I
said, rubbing my temple and re-opening my eyes. “You hear me?”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
Ch lifted her
head and gave me what I'm sure she thought was an incredibly
seductive look. “You can be a little late,” she said, tightening her grip on me.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
The bummer part
for her was that I'd seen that look a hundred times before. And I'd
see it again the next morning. Same look, just different faces.
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
“I already am,”
I said, easing out from under her. My legs were heavy as I
set them on the floor. Wasn't gonna be good for the waves. “So I
gotta jet.”</div>
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“Come on,
baby,” she said, sliding her body across the sheets. “We can be
fast. Get your blood pumping before your heat.”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I rolled my eyes
and started searching the hotel room for my board shorts. I didn't
need her to get my blood pumping. The only thing that got my blood
pumping any more was the water. I'd probably said something to her in
the bar the night before. Something clever, something that made her
feel like I really wanted to be with her, something that got her
excited, knowing she was going to get to fuck the best surfer in the
world.</div>
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But I couldn't
even remember her name.</div>
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I found my
shorts, light blue and white, wadded into a ball under the desk. I
reached down and pulled them out. I unrolled them and pulled them up
over my legs.</div>
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“No time,” I
said, tying the drawstrings tightly around my waist.</div>
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She sat up and tugged on the sheet, covering her ass but leaving her tits exposed. “Well, I
guess we'll have to save it for tonight then.”</div>
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I could feel her
eyes on me as I crossed the room. It was a nice hotel—the best
Huntington Beach had to offer—but to me, it was just another place
to crash. A place to sleep before I woke up and started the same shit
all over again. I grabbed a container of mints sitting on the dresser
and popped two of them in my mouth, feeling them burn away the
lingering taste of alcohol. I rolled them around with my tongue,
making sure I hit every spot. The tour frowned at alcohol on my
breath at check-in. I kept thinking they'd get used to it, but it
hadn't happened yet.</div>
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“Kellen?” the
girl asked, pulling the sheet tighter around her, sort of like a
topless toga. “We can hook up tonight? Right?”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I crouched down,
looking for my t-shirt. I found more of her discarded clothing—a
black lace bra, a skirt that looked like it hadn't covered nearly
half her ass—but couldn't find it.
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I straightened
myself and looked at her. “What?”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
“We can hook up
tonight, right?”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I frowned. What
was her name? Cheyenne?</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
“We hooked up
last night,” I said.
</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
She smiled at me.
“I know. So we should do it again. Because we, like, totally
clicked.”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
We hadn't. I knew
exactly why she was naked in my hotel bed and it wasn't because I'd
suddenly decided she was the one. I'd been drunk. I hadn't wanted to be
alone. And she was beautiful.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I knew there was
no way she could believe what she was spewing, either. She didn't
give a shit about me. She didn't even <i>know</i> me. She wanted to
do me because of who I was. She wanted to hang on. She wanted to tell
her friends she was hooking up with Kellen Handler.
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I tossed my stuff
in the beat-up blue duffel flattened on top of the dresser. My boards
were already on the beach, waiting for me. Along with about five thousand spectators. And Jay's ghost.</div>
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I slid my feet
into my sandals. I ran my hand through my hair and offered her a
half-smile. “Stay as long as you want this morning. Think
checkout's at noon.” I wasn't going to tell her that I wouldn't be
checking out, that I'd be in that same room for the rest of the
weekend.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
Her face fell but
I was immune to it. I'd seen it before, more times than I could
count. Disappointed, mad, maybe even sad. Nah, I thought. Not sad.
She just wanted the conquest, thinking she was the one who was
finally going to reel me in.</div>
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“Don't you want
my number?” she asked. “I'm not some psycho that<span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">—</span>”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I looked at her for a minute and then sighed. “Look, I don't even remember your
name,” I said, trying not to sound too harsh. “And I'm sure
you're cool, okay? But it was one night. I'm outta here after the
finals. So there's really no point.”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
She loosened the
sheet, pulling it up over her breasts. She'd lost a little of her
confidence.“Yeah, but next time you come through, you could call
me. We could hook up again.” She offered a tentative smile. “Pretty
sure you had fun.”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
My temples
throbbed, and it wasn't just from listening to her babble. I'd drank
twice as much as I'd planned to last night. Like usual.
</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
If Jay had been
there? He always cut me off when I was getting close to the line,
especially during competitions. He knew when to stop me and he knew
I'd listen.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
But he wasn't
around anymore and I didn't listen to anyone.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
“Did I?” I
asked. “Because I don't even remember.” I picked up my phone and
checked the time. “I gotta roll.”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
“You really
don't want my number?” she asked, disbelief in her voice.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0.3in; text-indent: 0.3in;">
I wasn't going to
stand there and explain myself. I could tell her it was me and not
her, but that would sound like a line. Didn't matter if it was true
or not. I could tell her I didn't know when I would be coming back
through again and I didn't want to get her hopes up.<br />
<br />
But I didn't
want to waste my time with reasons. Or hers. It all just sounded like bullshit and
she wouldn't get it and then she'd start asking questions and then
I'd get pissed and it would just get worse.</div>
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I hoisted the bag
over my shoulder and opened the door to the room. I glanced at the
girl in my bed whose name I couldn't remember and said the same thing
I'd said a hundred times before.</div>
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“No,” I told
her. “I really don't want your number.”<br />
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<br />
There you go. The first chapter of MAVERICK. And I know, Kellen doesn't come off like much of a nice guy here, does he? But, remember, <a href="http://annacruisebooks.blogspot.com/2013/05/guess-what-bad-boys-are-assholes.html" target="_blank">I don't write about assholes</a>. And Kellen most certainly is not one. A little damaged and a little messed up but still a good guy.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-19743954973221508142013-05-09T05:00:00.000-07:002013-05-09T05:36:24.163-07:00Cover Reveal & Giveaway: MAVERICK by ANNA CRUISE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Publication Date: May 21, 2013<br />
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance<br />
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kellen
Handler is in deep.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ever
since he can remember, he’s wanted to be a professional surfer. And
he made it, rising to the top of the ranks, traveling the world and
riding every break he’s ever dreamed of. His good looks and
reputation for living on the edge—both in and out of the water—have
made him an international superstar. But when his best friend dies in
a tragic accident, Kellen wipes out big time, spiraling so badly that
everything he’s worked for starts to disintegrate.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">Tour
officials scramble to do damage control and demand he work with a
public relations company to clean up his bad boy image. It doesn't
help that the person assigned to him, Gina Bellori, has her own
demons associated with the surfing world. </span></span></span>
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">Against
her better judgement, Gina accepts the job and concentrates on
repairing Kellen's tattered reputation, despite his protests and
despite the pain it causes her. With her past colliding with her
present—and Kellen in the thick of it—she begins to realize that
some secrets can't stay hidden. </span></span></span>
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">And
suddenly, Kellen Handler is no longer worried about losing his
career.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">He's
more worried about losing his heart.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #262626;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span style="font-size: small;">*****</span></span></span></div>
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What do you guys think???? I'm super-excited about this one. I dated a lot of surfers growing up in San Diego but none quite as delicious as Kellen... :)</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com52tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-11242800238517682542013-05-08T13:18:00.000-07:002013-05-08T13:18:13.891-07:00Guess What? Bad Boys Are ASSHOLES
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I am loving the New Adult genre. I love
the scenarios and I love the steam. I've always enjoyed reading YA
but NA takes everything up a notch, you know? The setting, the plot,
the dialogue and—duh—the sex.</div>
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You wanna know something I don't love,
though?</div>
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The bad boys.</div>
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Now, now, before you get your panties
all in a bunch, hear me out.</div>
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I'm not talking about the guys who have
a 'tude or who mouth off or act cocky or do stupid shit. I think
every guy on the planet has those tendencies. At least some of the
time, anyway.</div>
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Nope, I'm talking about the <i>other</i> bad
boy. The bad boy who is a total asshat to everyone. The bad boy who
uses and degrades women, who truly isn't sorry for anything that he
does. The bad boy who thinks only of himself. The bad boy who no
intelligent woman in her right mind would find worthy of a
relationship. The bad boy who is somehow, during the course of the
book, miraculously saved by the sweet/virginal/damaged heroine.</div>
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VOMIT.</div>
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News flash, peeps. <i>These guys don't
exist</i>. Guys who are troubled, yeah, they are capable of changing.
But the flat-out asshole who can't see past the tip of his own nose?
Not you, not your best friend, not your sister, nor a flame thrower
will change <i>that</i> guy. And I don't care if he's been abused or
hurt or whatever demons he has that haunt his past. He needs a
<i>therapist</i>, not a girlfriend, if he even wants to <i>think</i>
about changing his ways.</div>
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And yeah, I get it. This is fiction.
Give me my fantasy, let me have my happily ever after.
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Uh. No.
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Other authors can do what they want but
I am <i>not</i> going to write about the bad-boy-turned-angel. I am
not going to degrade my readers—fuck that, <i>any</i> woman—by
having my heroine grovel or be treated poorly by a man. There are far
too many instances of this happening in real life, instances where
women are abused (physically and/or emotionally), raped and murdered
by these bad boys. Guys they might have thought they could change,
guys they stuck with because they decided to give him “one more
chance,” guys they attached themselves to because these poor girls
had it in their head that they didn't deserve any better.</div>
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VOMIT.</div>
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And yeah, I still get it. This is
<i>fiction</i>. This is where we can write our own endings, we can
make flawed characters that miraculously change. But I think this
line of thinking, this gritty and glamorous portrayal of
dysfunctional people and dysfunctional relationships, does a shit ton
of harm. Girls reading this stuff, thinking they can actually change
someone? Thinking they should stick it out in bad relationships
because their guy might come around and become the hero? No thanks.
</div>
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I want to help those girls out of those
situations, not encourage them to stay in them. It's one of the
reasons I wrote IF I FALL. Aidan is a first-class prick. And guess
what? He's based on someone I knew. Someone I dated. I couldn't
change him and thank God I got the fuck away before he did any real
damage.
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A lot of readers have had a difficult
time with that book. It was hard to read...why was Meg so stupid...it
was painful to watch her self-destruct...she was unlikeable because
she stayed with him and made poor decisions. And I agree. With all of
those statements. But that is real fucking life, people.
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Look, people can read what they wanna
read. And authors can write what they wanna write. Thank God for
that. I would never tell anyone that they shouldn't read something.
</div>
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</div>
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But I'll promise you this. I will not
glorify assholes. Not by reading about them and not by writing about
them.</div>
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Not now.</div>
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Not ever.</div>
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Losing Francesca by J.A. Huss<br />
Publication date: July 1st 2013<br />
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance</div>
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Francesca Sabatini came to America to take in the sights, celebrate her high school graduation, and have fun wasting time before college starts in the fall.<br />
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That’s not what happens.<br />
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Fresh off the plane and barely on American soil more than a handful of minutes, Francesca’s face is recognized by TSA scanners to be a match for a child who was kidnapped twelve years ago.<br />
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Brody Mason remembers the day Fiona Sullivan went missing during a family vacation in Italy and it’s haunted him his whole life. So when Francesca shows up at the Sullivan farm down the road, he’s compelled to figure out if this girl really is his long lost friend.<br />
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But Francesca knows she’s not Fiona Sullivan. She knows exactly who she is. At least she thinks she knows – until Brody Mason relentlessly pursues her and she begins to have feelings for him. Maybe being Fiona isn’t so bad?<br />
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Reality becomes blurred, secrets are revealed, and life will never be the same when the final questions are answered: Is she Francesca or Fiona? And where does she really belong?</div>
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J. A. Huss likes to write new adult books that make you think and keep you guessing. Her favorite genre to read is space opera, but since practically no one reads those books, she writes new adult science fiction, paranormal romance, contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and books about Junco (who refuses to be saddled with a label).<br />
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I'm not in San Diego anymore and I can't send you super-awesome Mexican food to celebrate but I CAN do something else.<br />
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Something like...A GIVEAWAY!!<br />
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Yep, a giveaway. Amazon gift cards -- $5 each because, hey it is CINCO de Mayo -- and e-books, as well.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-30376608166322608152013-04-14T15:37:00.002-07:002013-04-14T15:37:12.110-07:00Selling Scarlett Giveaway!My good buddy Ella James just released <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Selling-Scarlett-ebook/dp/B00CCRTFSC/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1365977245&sr=1-1&keywords=selling+scarlett" target="_blank">Selling Scarlett</a>, a sexy New Adult title. I'm sooo excited for her, I'm giving copies away! Yep. Just for you.<br />
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How do you enter? Leave a comment. I'll pick a few lucky winners<i> tonight</i> and gift them their very own e-copy of Selling Scarlett.<br />
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Because I love Ella. And I love you guys.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Elizabeth DeVille doesn't belong at a party like this—one where the gowns cost more than her Camry and cigars run higher than her grad school utility bills. Dragged out of seclusion by her best friend Suri, Elizabeth is merely playing dress-up, rubbing elbows with a crowd that banished her troubled family years ago.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Hunter West is tired. Tired of parties, tired of pretending, and tired of trying to right a wrong that haunts him every day. Bourbon heir and professional poker player by day, by night Hunter is gambling with his life in a high-stakes game of crime and blackmail.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">When Elizabeth stumbles into Hunter's den of vices, she's a light in the darkness, a flame in the void. And, just like everything he touches, Hunter mars her in a record time. To rectify the damage done, Elizabeth needs money she doesn't have, and she's come up with a foolproof way to get it.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Follow Elizabeth—code-named Scarlett—to the lush Nevada brothel where she'll auction her virginity and risk the only thing that's not for sale: her heart. The highest bidder is a familiar face, with wicked hands and the devil's mouth. And a secret so dark that it could cost her life.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">**Mature Content Warning** Not recommended for readers under the age of 17, due to mature language, sexual content, and violence.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-41546715723774038352013-04-11T07:18:00.000-07:002013-04-11T07:18:13.961-07:00IF I FALL Is LIVE!Number one thing I learned this week? <b>Never</b> try to release a book while moving. Ever.<br />
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Despite being knee-deep in boxes and having to run to the McDonald's parking lot to steal Internet access, I managed to upload <a href="http://www.amazon.com/If-I-Fall-ebook/dp/B00C8V86VY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1365466616&sr=8-1&keywords=if+i+fall+anna+cruise" target="_blank">IF I FALL</a>! It's now live on Amazon.<br />
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I love this book. IF I FALL isn't a fairy tale. I adore a good escape book just as much as the next girl, but I also love books like this. Real. Honest.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-46079294808570662962013-04-07T07:06:00.000-07:002013-04-07T07:06:07.695-07:00And The Winners Are...WOW! Thanks for all of the entries for the IF I FALL giveaway.<br />
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The winners are now displayed in the Rafflecopter widget but I'm happy to announce them here, as well!<br />
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Deonna C.<br />
Edi C.<br />
Tarnya R.<br />
Maria F.<br />
June L.<br />
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Check your inbox -- book file was sent this morning!<br />
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For those who didn't win but are still eager to get their hands on a copy, never fear -- book should be available TOMORROW!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-22914492868543250172013-04-04T05:39:00.000-07:002013-04-04T05:39:44.273-07:00GIVEAWAY for IF I FALL!Anyone want to read this before it goes live?<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The <a href="http://www.newadultsleepover.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">New Adult Sleepover Weekend</a> in Savannah, GA (one of my most favorite places on the planet) takes place December 6th thru the 8th and I'll be a featured author during the weekend.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I'll let the super awesome fantastic organizers of the event explain why you should register RIGHT NOW:</span><br />
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<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">So with the NEW ADULT SLEEPOVER WEEKEND getting more involved we figured we would do something fun!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">For those sitting on the fence about attending and securing their spot early… we have a tipping point!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">If you register by June 15th we will enter you in a special drawing to win one of 5 special VIP baskets for you and your roommates to enjoy! So what’s in the VIP baskets?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">Just like they do at awards ceremonies, VIP’s get perks! For NASW the winners of these baskets will be treated to entering their room where they will find a huge basket of goodies, including waters, a bottle of bubbly, snacks, chocolate, goodies from area merchants in Savannah(anything from merchandise to gift cards), Some great bath stuff and of course, candles! Everything you need to make an evening of reading that much more special!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">And to sweeten the deal, every VIP winner also gets an extra 5 entries in your welcome prize event, where attending authors will be giving away tons of awesome prizes, including meals with them, drinks at the bar and other awesome things!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">And guess what? Several of our featured authors have donated books for these baskets! So not only are you treated to the NASW royal treatment, but you’re going to get awesome books outta the deal too!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">So what are you waiting for? A weekend with awesome NA authors, parties, prizes, books and memories that will last forever!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">Register <a href="http://newadultsleepoverweekend.eventbrite.com/#" target="_blank">RIGHT HERE</a>!</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"></span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">SEE??? How awesome does that sound? Register early and WIN STUFF. And then come find me and say hello in December!!!</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-72527615435305450352013-03-29T04:18:00.000-07:002013-03-29T04:18:01.772-07:00San Diego On My MindHave you wondered why I set <a href="http://www.amazon.com/It-Was-You-ebook/dp/B00BNFLCGW/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1362358759&sr=1-1&keywords=it+was+you+anna+cruise" target="_blank">IT WAS YOU</a> in San Diego? Did you know that <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17694116-if-i-fall?auto_login_attempted=true&auto_login_attempted=true" target="_blank">IF I FALL</a> is also set there, too?<br />
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I don't live there now. But I used to.<br />
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And I wrote about why San Diego keeps popping up as my locale of choice over at <a href="http://twimom101bookblog.blogspot.com/2013/03/cover-reveal-guest-post-if-i-fall-by.html#comment-form" target="_blank">I Read Indie </a>.<br />
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It won't always be the place I write about. I've lived in Colorado, Hawaii, Minnesota, Texas and Washington, DC, as well.<br />
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But there's a reason why I write about San Diego. Especially these kinds of books.<br />
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You'll have to check out my <a href="http://twimom101bookblog.blogspot.com/2013/03/cover-reveal-guest-post-if-i-fall-by.html#comment-form" target="_blank">guest post</a> to find out why. :)<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9148077009959306604.post-45992748933285760812013-03-26T11:49:00.001-07:002013-03-26T11:49:36.237-07:00Cover Reveal: IF I FALL by Anna CruiseSooooo...I've been pretty damn busy lately and here's why:
My next book - IF I FALL - comes out in just a couple of weeks.<br />
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*cue the pulling of hair and consumption of caffeine*
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The book is now in editing and that's sort of a relief.<br />
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And then yesterday, I got this:<br />
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Um, yeah. That...is a COVER. A cover that I am absolutely thrilled about. Beyond what I originally imagined. But that's what happens when you hire a genius like <a href="http://www.maeidesign.com/" target="_blank">Regina Wamba</a> to design your book cover.<br />
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What's the story about, you ask? (Even if you didn't, just play along)<br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">Meg Calloway is at the edge.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">Reeling from her parents' sudden divorce, fifteen-year old Meg has never felt more alone. Her father is about to marry a woman she can't stand and her mother's only companion is an endless supply of alcohol. When Aidan Westwood, an older boy at school, shows interest in her, she grabs on and doesn't let go, thinking he's exactly what she needs to help stem her loneliness and despair. She quickly learns that Aidan lives a darker, more dangerous life than she does and the more isolated she feels from her family, the more willing she is to step into Aidan's world.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">As Meg drifts further from her friends, she tries to find comfort with a boy who is opening her eyes up to new things, none of them good. Will she listen to those around her who are warning her that she's headed down a path of self-destruction?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">Or will she fall too far...too fast...too deep?</span></span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">When will it be available, you ask??? (Again - play along)</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">Looks like second week of April. Maybe sooner.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">So, go. Go tell all your friends. And your enemies. Tell them IF I FALL by Anna Cruise is coming. Tell them to <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17694116-if-i-fall" target="_blank">add it on Goodreads</a> or find out more <a href="https://www.facebook.com/AnnaCruiseBooks" target="_blank">on Facebook</a> and <a href="https://twitter.com/AnnaCruiseBooks" target="_blank">Twitter</a>.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">And don't forget to show them this amazing cover. </span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09886070084153359240noreply@blogger.com2