Thursday, July 31, 2014

Cover Reveal: Lasting Fate by Charisse Spiers‏

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Lasting Fate Excerpt:

Preston I pull into the drive and the garage is open. I've told Kinzleigh to keep it shut. It's a nice area, but that doesn't mean we don't get strays from time to time looking for easy access to steal. Kinzleigh's mom should be here soon to help her with the baby for a few days. Maybe she's already here. I could use her help so I can get some work done. I'm swamped with projects and a new baby is more work than I thought. I try to give Kinzleigh a break when I get home.
Pulling under my garage door, I park and kill the engine. I grab my satchel that I take back and forth from the office and step out of my beamer. It's been a long day. I grab the knot of my tie and pull, loosening it. When I get to the door my heart drops to my stomach. It's cracked. My first thought is that someone has broken in. I push it open and walk inside.  I drop my bag at the door and pick up pace when I hear Bryce screaming at the top of his lungs. A fear I've never known races through my body. What if she's hurt? "Kinzleigh," I call out throughout the house. I get no response. When I make it to the living room Bryce is lying in his bassinet screaming and Kinzleigh is lying on the couch staring off into space like a zombie, ignoring him. His face is blood red like he's been crying for a while. I reach over and pick him up, pulling him to my chest. "Hey, buddy. Shh, shh, shh. It's okay," I say as I rock him. It's not helping. He's obviously hungry or wet. Hell, I don't know. I've never had a baby before and I'm a guy. I would get cranky if I was hungry. Kinzleigh is breast-feeding, so I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
"Kinzleigh, when is the last time you fed him?" I look over at her, still attempting to calm him down. My ears are stinging from his constant crying. I can't think. She has not even acknowledged I'm in the room. "Kinzleigh, what the fuck?" The only type of response I get from her are tears that fall from the corners of her eyes and they trickle down her nose before dropping onto the leather of the sofa. "I can't," is all she says and goes back to staring off into space. What the hell does that even mean, she can't?
"You can't or you won't? What happened to you? Are you sick?" He is still screaming, so I reach in the bassinet and get his pacifier, hoping it calms him a little until I can figure out what the hell I'm supposed to do now. "I can't," she says again. She's not even looking at him. I begin walking towards her in an attempt to see what's wrong and get her to feed him. She closes her eyes before I get there. "Please don't. I can't hold him. Please, take him somewhere else. Please..." I don't understand. She was fine when I left for work. I try to give him his pacifier. We don't have any formula, because she wanted to feed him naturally. How does everything change so drastically in twelve hours?
He takes it for a second before he figures out nothing is coming out of it and spits it back out, now mad as hell. I can't deal with this shit right now. I'm worried about her, because she's not acting right, but I have to get him calmed down first. Pulling out my phone from the pocket of my slacks, I hit one of the contacts in my immediate access list. It rings for a minute before the line picks up. "Preston? It's seven thirty and the sitter just left. Do I need to call her back? Is that Bryce? Is he okay?" Her voice is drowned out by his crying. I walk out of the room with the phone up to my ear. "Hey, Macie. I need your help. It's an emergency. It's about Kinzleigh. You can bring Talon." "Anything, Preston. Is she okay?"
I peek my head back in the door. She's still lying on the couch in the exact same position she was when I left. She is still staring at the wall blankly, no emotion registering on her face. "I don't think so. I came home and Bryce was screaming in his bassinet. She's just lying on the couch in a vegetative state. She won't hold him. I have no idea when she's fed him last. Can you bring some formula?" "I think I know what's wrong with her. I'll be right there. Give me fifteen minutes." She doesn't wait for an answer before disconnecting the call. I slide the phone back in my pocket and begin bouncing him slightly while I pat his back. His tiny head is resting against my cheek.
"It's okay, buddy. We'll get your mama fixed, okay? Don't worry. She must have a reason for letting you cry, she has to. You'll love her. She's kind of hard not to love." His cry is dying down, from the exhaustion I'm sure, but not stopping completely. I stand in the doorway watching her. I've never in my entire life seen her like this, not even when her grandmother died. It's like her soul has been sucked from her body, leaving nothing but a hollow woman lying in this big house. I'm scared to know what that means. I need to talk to Macie. I have a strange feeling I'm losing her. I've never been in love with a girl like I'm in love with Kinzleigh, and I never will be again, but I can't stand seeing her like this. If this is going to be the girl she becomes, then I'll have to make another choice, one that is going to forever destroy me for a woman. I won't trap her. We were happy before he came back. I won't watch her disintegrate and become lifeless to preserve my own happiness.
The realization occurs that if she doesn't get better I may have to let her go. Watching her lay as if she is alive, but dead, is killing me inside. I've never been an emotional guy until I went back to Mississippi that night and saw her the way I did. Something changed in me that night. From that point forward it wasn't about me, but her. I learned that when you love someone, you do what's best for them, even if it isn't what's best for you. I want to walk over to her right now, but I have to take care of Bryce first. I made a promise to love and take care of both of them. I'm going to keep that promise for as long as I can. Right now I'm scared and I don't know how long I'm going to get to hold onto what has become my family. Just because this child doesn't share my blood, he still shares a piece of my heart. I kiss the top of his head. He finally cried himself to sleep, but he won't be asleep long. Macie should be here soon. I can tell his diaper needs to be changed anyway.
I stare at the girl that captured my heart from the time I was just a teenager. I've really grown into a man from then to now. I rub my thumb back and forth on Bryce's head, above his ear. "I need to leave you for a minute, but I promise I'll come take care of you," I whisper into the air in her direction. "I love you, Kinzleigh." My eyes fill to the brim with tears, but I close my lids before they have the chance to fall. She doesn't have room in her life for someone that can't contain his emotions. I kiss the top of his head; his baby smell fills my nostrils. "I love you also, buddy." I hold him close to me and begin walking in the direction of the stairs and towards his room. I'm going to savor every moment with the two of them. My brain wants me to believe that I still have them forever, but my heart is preparing me for the worst.
After changing his diaper, I sit in the rocker and start to rock him. Macie walks in with a bottle in hand. She takes one look at me and gets a saddened look in her eyes, more like a look of pity. "You've gotten attached to him, haven't you?" "Yeah." I am not one of those guys that talk about the emotions fighting against each other deep inside. I prefer to keep to myself. Revealing parts of yourself to others sets you up for gossip and judgment. Coming from a family in the media that was something you didn't do. Kinzleigh is the only person I've ever let in.
"I hope I'm not overstepping any boundaries, because I really like you as a boss and a person, but you know there is only way to fix her, right?" I continue rocking back and forth, staring at the wall before me. I want to know, but at the same time I don't. I'm not sure I want to know the answer, because I think I already do. "What's that?"
"Preston, you can't fight soul mates. I know you love her, and I really believe she loves you in return, but she's meant for him. His return has changed the rules of the game. Her soul is fighting her, mourning for its other half. A doctor is going to tell you it's postpartum depression, but we both know what's really wrong with her." I'm getting mad. Things were going great before he came back. I'm not going to be an asshole and say I wish he would've died, because I don't, but she's the only girl I've ever wanted. That should count for something. "So, you think I should just hand her over to him? What kind of a man hands over the only thing he wants in life. I've only ever loved her..."
"I'm saying you should set her free. She made you a promise, and I don't think she's going to break it. Her soul is turning against her, rebelling until she gives it what it wants. As silly as it sounds, I really believe someone can die of a broken heart. Would you rather keep her alive and well or allow her to suffer slowly? If you really love her, prove it, and set her free her from the ropes that bind her. Selflessness, that's the ultimate sacrifice in love." I look down at the bundle in my arms. I can't let them go yet. I need a little more time. She could still get better. She has to get better. I'm trying to convince myself, but it's not working. Bryce wakes up crying. "Here, give him to me. Talon is watching television in the spare room downstairs. Go tend to her. She needs someone. She looks horrible."
I stand and hand him to her. I watch her sit in the chair, but I can't quit looking at him. "Preston..." I glance up at her. "We'll be fine. I've raised one baby. Go on." I nod and follow instructions, leaving the room. When I get to where Kinzleigh is, she looks worse than she did before. It feels like someone has a hold on my heart and squeezing as hard as they can until it pops. I get to her and squat down so that I'm at her level. "Kinzleigh," I whisper. Her eyes are void of all life and emotion. She doesn't look at me. It's as if she can't even hear me. Fuck it. I can't take this anymore.
I slide my arms underneath her and lift her, pulling her against my chest. "I'll do whatever I have to do to fix you, Kinz. I promise." I walk her upstairs and into our bathroom, sitting her on the toilet. She slumps slightly, but holds herself up. "Lift your arms," I state. She does as I say. I remove her shirt and she lowers them back down. I unclasp her bra and remove that too. She is now sitting in just her underwear. I unbutton my shirt and let it fall to the floor. Grabbing the collar of my undershirt, I pull it over my head and toss it down on the other one, forming a pile. I work quickly to unfasten my belt and pants, letting them drop to the floor as well. Stepping out of my shoes and pants in unison, I kick them to the side. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pick her up and she wraps her legs around me, and then lays her head against my chest. I walk over to the large round tub and step in. Reaching forward and down, I turn the nozzle and adjust the settings until the water is warm.
I sit down as the bathtub fills with water. My eyes fill with moisture again, but this time I let them fall. My heart is breaking, shattering is a more appropriate word. The only things at the forefront of my mind are the things Macie said. I hold her wrapped in my arms and silently cry. My heart is trying to convince my mind that it's wrong, duking it out on what's best for her. I don't want to let her go. I want to love her each and every day for the rest of my life. I want to give her the world, and be her world, but after seeing how she reacted to him at the hotel that day and seeing her when she told him goodbye, and looking at her now, my mind is overpowering my heart. It's clear that what I want and what she wants are two different things.
I could hold onto her if I wanted, but my love for her guilt’s me, and won't let me do this to her. I feel like I'm being gutted at the realization of what I have to do. I'll never be the same after this. I'll never give my heart to another woman. When I do this I'm defying everything I was taught by giving in. I'm sacrificing my happiness for hers. When her and Bryce go, my heart goes with them. After holding her in the bathtub and trying to convince myself to go back on my decision, I bathed her and gave her some sleeping medicine from the cabinet. I lay her in the bed and pull the covers over her. It doesn't take her long before her eyes begin to roll in the back of her head and her lids close.
Her cell phone on the nightstand starts to ring. I notice it's an unsaved number. Trying not to wake her, I answer the call. "Hello." The line is silent. "Can I talk to Kinzleigh?" I look down at her. She is sleeping and looks peaceful for the first time since I got home from work. I'm not waking her. Besides, I'm about to give her over to the bastard anyway; he can let me have a few more hours.
"Now's not a good time," I say. "Are we really going to play it this way?" He breathes and I walk out of the room, quietly shutting the door. I move far enough away she can't hear me if she wakes.
I need him to stop calling, because what I have to do has to be done in person and I don't need him to worry Kinzleigh until this is done. "She doesn't want to see you, Breyson. Please stop calling." I disconnect the call and throw the phone at the wall, leaving a crack and a now shattered phone. I run my hands through my hair and rest against the wall, sliding down until I'm sitting on the floor. Leaning my head back I close my eyes.

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Meet Charisse Spiers

I developed a passion for reading I never knew I had in November of 2012 when I decided to give eBooks a try. Since then I can't go a day without some form of a book or character running wild through my mind. For almost a year I constantly had a book pulled up on my Kindle app for my iPad. The beauty of self publishing is that you can interact with the authors, which is how I started writing. I never knew I had the creativity to write a novel until I began conversing with another Indie author. If you ever think that Indie authors don't like getting feedback from readers, you are very wrong. I began editing for a fellow author and because she took a leap of faith in me and told me to give writing a shot, I am now an Indie author myself. I cannot tell you how amazing this journey has been. It is hard putting yourself out there for the public eye with all of the reviews that come through, but it's also amazing. I have met some of the most genuine people and people I would consider friends even though I've never met them face to face. I have now published the first two books in the Fate series, Accepted Fate and Twisting Fate and I am starting book three Lasting Fate to be released November 2, 2014. I cannot wait to see where this journey takes me and feel free to interact with me here or on social media. I will respond. :)

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Book Blitz: The Falling of Love by Marisa Oldham

Publisher: Indie World Publishing & Author Services

About The Falling of Love:
 You will never forget your first date, your first kiss, or your first love. You'll also never forget how it felt when it was torn apart.

Seventeen-year old Grace Hathaway does not give much thought to falling in love, until the day that Ian Taylor, rebel and misfit walks into her math class. From their first conversation, Grace is mesmerized by Ian's charisma and rock star façade.

Ian Taylor, a seventeen-year old kid from the wrong side of the tracks tries to ignore the feelings he has for Grace, but is captured by her caring, non-judgmental personality from the moment they meet. Grace becomes Ian's everything and there is nothing he will not do for her. Hurting her was never part of his plan.

***Recommended for ages 18+ due to sexual content and strong language.***

 Ian lies with his head on Grace’s stomach. Entwining their fingers together, they lie in silence on her bed. They have been this way for hours and he wishes they could stay like this forever. Only an occasional “I love you” is shared between them. Thunder cracks in the sky and startles Grace.

Ian chuckles and pulls her closer to his body. The rhythmic sound of the rain tapping against the rooftop and her comforting presence lures him into a state of pure relaxation, soothing his soul.

“I love the sound of the rain,” she says, as she traces the lines on his knuckle with the tip of her finger.

Ian raises his head to look into her eyes and smiles. “And I love you.”
Climbing on top of her, he lowers his lips to her neck. Grace lets out a heavy sigh that blows through his hair. Ian trails kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, and stops inches away from her lips. “Do you know that I love you, Gracie?”

“Yeah, I do, without a doubt.”

He kisses her. “I know you love me too, and it’s freaking amazing,” he says. “You know what I love?”
She smiles at him. “Me?”

He laughs. “Besides you. It’s something you do to me.”

She looks at him, puzzled. “What?”

“I love those soft, sweet kisses you give me on the cheek. It’s hands-down one of the best things you do to me.”

Grace brushes Ian’s long auburn hair out of his face and slowly leans into him. Her breath hits his cheek and the tip of her nose brushes his skin. She gives him a very soft, sweet kiss on his cheek.

“Ah yeah, babe. That’s it. That’s what I love. It’s so sweet and tells me that you love me without any words.” He reaches for her face and cups her chin in between his thumb and forefinger.
He pulls her face to his and sucks on her bottom lip. Gradually, he eases his tongue between her two lips and finds her eagerly awaiting his kiss.

“Do you know what I love, Ian?” she asks. Her words are a jumbled mess between Ian’s kisses.

“What, baby?” he says within a breath.

“I love kissing you. I could spend the rest of my life kissing only you. You’re the best kisser in the entire world.”

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 About Marisa Oldham:

California born Marisa Oldham, now resides in Arizona where she practices her love of writing as a hobby. Writing is a new passion of hers and she plans to continue writing past just the novels in the Falling series.
Marisa finds inspiration for writing her novels in her family, friends, and the world around her. She is currently working on two new novels.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Release Day Blitz: Chained to You by SK Fordham

Title: Chained To You, Chained Series #2
Author: SK Fordham
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Stella Howard is chained, chained to her past and chained by her present. Dean quests to save Stella, to show her that he loves her and wants to be in her life. But Deans’ own past catches up to him and threatens to destroy all that he now cares about before he has the chance to love freely. Will others cruel intentions stop love from growing? Or will love conquer?



SK Fordham is a wife, mother and nurse. SK grew up in an outer eastern suburb of Melbourne Australia. SK loves handbags, chocolate, dancing and all forms of hot drinks.
SK would love to hear from any fans.

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Chained, Chained Series Book 1

Release Day Blitz: Surrender by Jennifer Burrows

By Jennifer Burrows

Katherine Anderson was living a dream life. She came from an influential family, had a successful career as a food critic, and was about to marry the man of her dreams. Her life suddenly takes a change for the worse when she finds her fiancé in the arms of another woman. Her dream wedding now cancelled, she tries to find herself in Italy, on a trip she was supposed to be taking as the just married Mrs. Michael Gibbons.

Massimo "Tony" Bertalucci has had his life destroyed by a cartel known to be trafficking black market olive oil out of Italy and around the world. While the cartel thought the entire Bertalucci family was dead and buried, Tony remains very much alive and determined to find a way to get his life back.

When Tony and Katherine’s worlds collide, she is Tony’s only hope of escaping Italy alive. What Katherine doesn’t realize is that this charming, unassuming Italian man is using her to save his own life. Will she be able to get back to the states safely, or will she be subjected to the same fate as Tony's family? Will Tony find a way to stop running? Or will he have to surrender his life to the cartel?

Jennifer Burrows's bio 
I was am a retired Registered Nurse. I am the author of A shot in the Dark and the Sequel Into the Light. I worked in the emergency department and critical care for over 15 years which provided me the experiences to write my books.

I am an avid reader and love to talk about the latest story I've read. I hope you will enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Author Spotlight: Jason Insalaco

Title: No More Crutch
Author: Jason Insalaco

In 1995 I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder. Before my diagnosis I used to abuse drugs and alcohol to escape the symptoms of an illness that didn’t have a name. When I was diagnosed, I started writing to keep track of my feelings and thoughts. This book is a collection of these writings which took place from the early years of my ongoing recovery.
Looking at a weakness could be looked at like a test. A weakness can be transformed to an incredible strength. I’ve found if you use your weakness as a gift, it can turn out to be a blessing in disguise.
2 Corinthians 12:9
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But he replied, “My gift of undeserved grace is all you need. My power is strongest when you are weak.” So if Christ keeps giving me his power, I will gladly brag about how weak I am.

About The Author:
Jason Insalaco is a videographer and public speaker whose mission is to share his story of recovery and his insights into MENTAL ILLNESS and addictions in order to educate, encourage, and inspire others along the paths to their own recovery. In 1995, Jason began his recovery following a drug-induced manic episode that led to his dual diagnosis of BIPOLAR I and alcohol/drug addiction. Since that time, he has been writing and journaling, producing videos, and speaking publicly about his personal experience with mental health and addiction issues. He is an avid blogger and has self-published his own book. No More Crutch, which consists of writings and poetry that express his thoughts and feelings during the early years of his recovery. His videos, which can be viewed on YouTube, capture and express his thoughts and feelings through images. Currently, Jason serves the mental health community as a trained presenter and speaker for the National Alliance on Mental Illness’s (NAMI’s) In Our Own Voice (IOOV) educational and advocacy PROGRAM. As an IOOV presenter, he speaks freely about his dark days, acceptance, treatment, coping skills, successes, hopes, and dreams.

About Instinctive Bird

Jason created Instinctive Bird in November, 2011 as a sanctuary for others who struggle with mental health issues, specifically bipolar I, and addictions to alcohol and drugs. Through his blog, he manages a living journal of his own personal struggles and achievements along with thoughts, feelings, and insights regarding recovery. In addition to his blog, Instinctive Bird contains a page for his book called No More Crutch, a collection of writings from his early years of battling BIPOLAR DISORDER up to the point at which he began his journey of recovery.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Blog Tour: My First, My Last by Lacey Silks

Fate has kept them apart for twenty years.
Their roads hadn't crossed and the stars didn't align until now...

Matured, more experienced, pierced, tattooed and hot as hell, Adrian steps back into Mia's life to reclaim his first love.

And the moment she sees him she can't even remember her own name.

Adrian Reed had always remained in Mia's heart. After all, he was her first boyfriend and the man she'd lost her virginity to, but that was twenty years ago. His sudden appearance at a bar, on a girls night out, has Mia acting like the fifteen year old girl she was when they parted.

But life now is not as simple as it was twenty years ago. With two kids, a hopeful ex-husband and new insecurities, Mia finds opening up to a new relationship more challenging.

Will she give her first love another chance, or will she push him away, this time for good?




     In that one kiss, which was so similar and different from our first, I knew I’d never kiss anyone like this again. It would be impossible to find that perfect match anywhere else—ever.
     When he pulled away, I was panting and I wondered how I’d find the strength to stand later on, but it didn’t matter.
      “I can’t make it upstairs,” he said, trailing his kisses down my neck and chest while he adjusted his straining crotch. I’d never seen jeans burst at their seams, but I was beginning to believe I’d get a chance tonight.
     “I don’t think I’d let you even if you tried.”
     My voice trembled.
     “You’re nervous,” he said. I nodded.
     “So am I.” He looked at me from above.
     “Yes. We didn’t know what we were doing back then. Now there are standards and expectations.” His lopsided grin that captivated me returned.
     I reached up to touch his cheek with my palm, smoothing it along his freshly shaved jaw. “No expectations. I just want you. I want us, even if it’s as clumsy as when we were young.” Although something deep in my belly told me my body was about to be blessed by this graceful man in ways I hadn’t expected.
     Adrian unbuckled his pants and slid them off his hips, which wasn’t easy over that bulge. I remained on the chaise, running my tongue over my lower lip, watching the power of his muscles flex with each move. His arousal strained underneath his boxer-briefs. As he lowered himself to the chaise, I couldn’t get enough of his new body. Nearly naked, he lay at my side, admiring me, tracing his fingers up and down my belly, right around my navel. A rush of goose bumps spread from there in an outward pattern.
     A soft moan of impatience escaped my mouth which he immediately soothed with a kiss. At the increasing demand of his swelling lips I opened wider, and he weaved his tongue inside me. I whimpered in response. Kissing him still seemed so unreal. Finally my hands moved and I drew them up his arms to the back of his neck, tracing my fingers along his hairline and then lower to his back. Under my palms, his shoulder blades twitched as his hand skimmed down my body. Adrian’s lower back flexed, and he groaned desire into my mouth.
     He braced his forehead against mine, saying, “I adore kissing you,” and then moved his lips to my cheek and down my neck to my cleavage before looking up and adding, “Everywhere.”


10 Fun Facts About Lacey Silks 

1. Although very shy in life Lacey’s dream was once to be an actress. As a teenager, Lacey took on the work of an extra in movies and TV shows. She’s been lucky enough to meet Shirley Maclaine, Ricki Lake, Brendan Fraser, Jerry O’Connell, Matthew Broderick and Marlon Brando. 

2. Lacey has a secret crush on actor, dancer and singer Derek Hough (it’s not a big secret so she doesn’t mind sharing this). She recently had the chance to watch Derek and Julianne Hough perform on their Move on Live Tour and came within 10 feet of him when he jumped off the stage and ran into the crowd. Lacey nearly fainted, but luckily had her husband by her side for support. 

3. Lacey’s dream vacation is the Atlantis in Bahamas. She hopes to surprise her family with the trip within the next couple of years. 

4. When writing My First, My Last Lacey used her own name, her hubby’s name and her first boyfriend’s name in the manuscript later replacing the names with current characters. She fully imagined herself in Mia’s shoes, making some scenes quite difficult and emotional to write. 

5. Lacey likes to take risks (not life risks). She doesn’t like the sentence “This can’t be done” and believes there’s always a way out of a difficult situation. 

6. The mention of flying or going on a plane gives Lacey goose bumps. Actually, that's a lie: it makes her want to throw up. She has an unbelievable fear of flying that has developed after the birth of her kids. She will stay buckled up the entire flight, will not go to the bathroom and will pray during take-off and landing. Please be gentle if you ever find yourself sitting next to her. 

7. Joking around is part of Lacey’s daily routine. She will prank her family, giggle on the floor and snort if there is a need. 

8. At twenty, Lacey shared a bottle of Goldschlager with her best friend on a New Years Eve and hasn’t touched it since. She's not sure how she remembers that. 

9. Lacey has a long bucket list she’s been crossing off for years. Some of the items she’s done: Vacationed in Jamaica, swam with dolphins, rode a horse on a beach (and in the ocean). Outstanding: Las Vegas, Tour of Europe, Australia, Bahamas, having a small roll in a movie. While she may not be able to cross everything off in her lifetime, dreaming big is part of who she is. 

10. Lacey’s first boyfriend actually does live in Vienna, Austria (as described in My First, My Last), has a barbell piercing in his brow and a tattoo on his right arm. He is a good friend of hers and Lacey thinks he blushed when she told him about My First, My Last. Although they keep in touch, she hasn’t seen him (other than via Skype) in 20 years. 

Bonus Fun Fact: Just like her character Mia, Lacey suffers from Vasovagal syndrome. Her symptoms usually surface before and after any kind of medical procedure, no matter how minute. 

Author of Erotic Romance, Lacey Silks writes her stories from life experiences, dreams and fantasies. She likes a pinkish shade on a woman’s cheeks, men with large feet and sexy lingerie, especially when it’s torn off the body. Her favorite piece of clothing is a birthday suit.
When she’s not thinking about writing steamy stories, which is a rare occasion, Lacey enjoys camping and skiing with her family (not at the same time of course). She’s a happily married wife blessed with two kids who adore going to the library. She’s an early bird by nature, but loves the nightly adventures with her hubby which provide good content for her books.

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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Cover Reveal & Release Day Blitz: Bittersweet Revenge by J.L. Beck

Title: Bittersweet Revenge - a novella
Author: J.L. Beck
Release Date:  July 27th, 2014

I’m a slut. Or at least that’s what everyone calls me. I guess that’s what you get when everyone think’s you've slept with the whole football team and then some.
My junior year of high school I gave my heart to Corey Winchester. He was handsome, cocky, and a pure gentlemen. Then everything changed in an instant. When I found out he was spreading malicious rumors about me, after I refused to sleep with him I was utterly surprised. To add to it, he broke up with me in front of the whole school. I essentially became the laughing stock of the town. People that I once called my friends became my enemies. Finding a way to ruin my life one day at a time. Now the shitty part is I should have known a pretty boy like him was too good to be true. After ruining my reputation and life I did everything I could to stay under the radar, but it just wasn't enough. I slowly learned that all the torment, and hate was all for one thing. Revenge. That’s what Corey wanted, and why I didn't know. Then Rex Winchester came along. Corey’s cousin, and someone I knew I shouldn't be getting close with. A whole six feet of hotness, a smile that melted the panties off of every girl in a fifty mile radius, and a heart of gold. He could have anyone he wanted, so why he chose me Corey’s ex, the bullied, slutty girl was beyond me. All I knew was that I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything. The problem was, I couldn't tell if Rex, was just like Corey or if his intentions were as innocent as he was making them out to be. 
My names Jenna Haines, and this is the story of how the one thing I wanted.. turned out to be the one thing that would hurt me the most. What happens when the one thing you least expect to happen, does? When all the lies and secrets come out. Well you're about find out.

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Writing is my life. Coffee drinking is my hobby. I'm a stay at home mom from the wonderful state of Wisconsin. (Whoot, go Badgers). I'm happily married to my high school sweetheart. We have one very energetic, little two year old girl who most definitely keeps us on our toes. 
I have my associates degree in business, but as I was going through schooling I kept reverting back to writing nonsense stories. Eventually I ended up staying up late, and putting my homework off to write. That's when I knew this we something that I wanted to do. Since then I've been writing. 
When I'm not spending my days, and nights typing away you can find me lounging in the back yard next to my daughters kiddie pool reading on my kindle, surfing social media, or hanging out with my friends and family. 
Some of my favorite authors as Molly McAdams (#TeamChase) A.L Jackson (Jared #Swoon) Kylie Scott and so many more. 

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