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Thursday, 8 September 2016

Blog Tour : Challenged By You


Paige Abram never faces a problem she can’t solve until her high school sweetheart comes back into her life, and she’s bombarded with memories of their relationship. His presence is almost suffocating, but he’s still just as beautiful as she remembers.

His heart beat differently after its first love.

The moment Drake Wilkins sees her again, the numbness he’s felt since he walked away disappears. But she’s not the same girl he fell in love with back then. She’s colder, not as easy going; she’s a complete stranger now.

Her heart nearly quit after its first loss.

When a funeral has them returning to their hometown, a secret she’s kept from him all these years is
revealed. She expects him to push her away but he doesn’t; he tests her just like when they were kids.
Their hearts resuscitate, but in the city, their love will face its biggest challenge of all: survival.

Title : Challenged By You (Love in the City #5)
Release Date : 1 September 2016
Genre : Romance
Author : Steph Nuss
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EXCERPT & TEASER

The next day after work, I walked into Jones Jym in complete awe of the place. It was an athlete’s dream workout facility—even better than the one I frequented during college ball. It had multiple floors of equipment and machines, and several trainers on staff. The place buzzed with people who were eager to sweat away their workday. Since moving to the city, I’d yet to find a gym to join, and a guy at work named Owen had given me the name of the gym he and several of his athletic clients used.

I signed up and paid the membership fee. The lady at the front desk gave me a keycard and all the
necessary information that came with becoming a member, and then she had a young guy give me a
tour of the place. It wasn’t until we got to the floor with the pool that I recognized the body swimming toward the other end.

Paige was doing laps in a one-piece black swimsuit. Seeing her in the water reminded me of the times
we spent swimming and the bikinis she used to wear, especially the ones I enjoyed taking off of her.

“Dude,” the kid said, shaking his head. “Don’t even bother. That lady is like the ice queen around here. She specifically requests the pool to herself, and the only reason she gets it is because she’s friends with the boss.”

“I see,” I commented, never taking my eyes off her. Ice queen, huh? That was a new nickname for her I hadn’t heard around work yet. “If you don’t mind, I think I can take it from here. I appreciate you
showing me around.”

“Just doing my job.” He shrugged and picked up a few towels that had been tossed to the side before
heading toward the door. “Have a good day.”

“You too.”

I was alone with her. It was like one of my teenage wet dreams come to life all over again: Paige all wet in a swimsuit. Except this time, she was in a one-piece that covered way too much of her, but I really didn’t mind. The suit molded to her, showing off her excellently toned body and how much she still cared for it.

As she swam toward the end of the pool nearest me, I walked to the edge and squatted down to watch
her. She pushed harder and harder through the water, kicking her legs and pumping her arms fast
toward me. When she got closer, instead of somersaulting against the wall and pushing back to the
other end, she reached for the edge and accidentally grabbed my shoe.

“What the hell?” she sputtered as she removed her goggles and moved into a standing position. She
brushed her hair out of her face and peered back at me with a pissed off gleam in her eye. “What are you doing in here, Drake? I requested time in the pool to myself.”

“I know,” I said, smiling. “But I was getting the Jones Jym tour since I’m a new member and when I saw you swimming, I thought I’d say hi.”

She rolled her eyes and ticked a brow up at me. “You joined my gym?”

“I didn’t realize it was your gym. I thought it was open to everybody.”

She sighed. “You know what I mean. How did you know I worked out here?”

“Well, if you must know, I asked Owen his opinion on the gyms around the city, and he suggested this one. Your name was never even brought up.”

“Goddammit, Owen,” she muttered under her breath loud enough for me to hear.

Amused, I stepped back as she lifted herself out of the pool. I admired the body that I missed in an
unhealthy manner, feeling suffocated in my three-piece suit as my eyes roamed. She grabbed a towel
and started to dry off, and all I could do was stand there and watch. Her suit dipped low in the front, exposing the contours of her breasts, and it was cut high on the thighs to show off her legs and the
cheeks of her taut ass peeking out the backside. It wasn’t like the one-piece suits with the ugly floral
prints. No, this black beauty was one I imagined myself stripping off of her in a slow, seductive manner until I had her begging me to get her out of it.

“Don’t,” she stated harshly, knocking me back to the present.

“What?” I asked, confused as I refocused my attention to her face, where her eyes were narrowed on me, brows furrowed in annoyance.

She used to love it when I watched her like this.

She wrapped one towel around herself and knotted it, and then proceeded to wring her hair out with
another towel. “You don’t get to look at me like that anymore.”

I cocked my head to the side and shot her a mischievous smile. “Do you realize what you’re wearing?
How am I supposed to not look at you in a swimsuit? Do you remember all the good times we had with you in—and out—of a bikini? Because I do.”

“I can tell.” She nodded toward the slight bulge in my pants and tossed the towel in the used barrel.
Slipping her feet into a pair of sandals, she threw her bag over her shoulder and made her way over to
me. She tugged on my loosened tie and pulled me forward with a playful smile lingering on her lips as she ran her fingers over the silky material. “I remember that one night we decided to go skinny dipping,” she stated, her voice taking on a sensual tone that hypnotized me. “You helped me out of my suit, taking your sweet time untying the strings and sliding my bottoms down my legs, and then you took off your shorts.” She laughed softly and then shoved me away from her. “But the water was so cold that your genitals shriveled up to unnoticeable proportions.”

“Hey, it was really fucking cold!” I exclaimed defensively.

Reaching for the door, her laugh turned devious. “Don’t ever interrupt my swim session again, Wilkins.”

“Don’t act like that’s the only swimming memory you have, Abram!” I called back.

Like hell I was going to let her have the last word. One glance at my groin, and I knew the skinny dipping story still had the same damn effect that it had back when we were kids.

Fuck. Getting her back was going to be more of a challenge than I thought, but I’d endure every
embarrassing story she recalled about me if it meant hearing her laugh like that again.


About the Author


Steph Nuss was born and raised in rural Kansas, where she currently resides with her black Labrador son named Gunner. She grew up with a passion for reading and writing. When she’s not immersed into the land of fiction, she enjoys listening to music that came before her time, watching movies and reruns of her favorite shows, and hanging out with her family and friends. She also has a bachelor’s degree in psychology that she’ll never use…unless she’s profiling her characters of course.


Sunday, 19 June 2016

Blog Tour : Surviving You


"Thou shalt take the boy out of Manchester, but you cannot take Manchester out of the boy."

Lee –

I’m a killer, a hardened criminal born into the underbelly of an unlawful world that my father crafted,
and I am to be crowned the next King. I used to covet the dark; it has forever been my friend and
forgives me my sins. A slither of light has dared me to hope, it has my house of cards tumbling all around me. From the moment I saw her I knew she would be my downfall, for how can something that shines so bright not burn? Yet, she is my salvation and I gladly walk the path that I have chosen….

Rose –

I cringe at my own shadow; dark corners of my mind forever torment me. I have yet to escape from my demons; they beseech me with every turn of my head. Yet lurking is a promise, a promise of things to come. It has my heart in a vice; squeezing the last dregs of a love I never thought I could feel again. From the moment I saw him I knew he would be my downfall, for how can something that smoulders so dark not singe? Yet, he is my redemption and I gladly walk the path that I have chosen….

“Thou shalt always protect the family.”

******

Loyalty doesn’t come much richer than family so when Lee Young decides to hang up his gun and head north he sets in motion a chain of events that cause murder and mayhem with every step closer he takes to walking.

When two worlds collide, it forces Rose to meet her demons head on and has Lee frantically trying to keep both Rose and her daughter safe. The road they travel together will be their greatest challenge and their most dangerous yet.

With so much to lose but everything to gain, Lee and Rose become embroiled in a game of cat and
mouse as they try to confront the threats surrounding them. Running to keep one step ahead of
everyone else, can these lovers climb out of the dark that they find themselves in and bathe in the light their love promises before the fire burns to embers and their world is snuffed to smoke?

Can be read as a standalone

Title : Surviving You (Shameless #2)
Release Date : 5 December 2015
Genre : Dark, Contemporary, Romance
Author : Dawn A Keane
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About The Author


I was brought up in Manchester and I am now living in the beautiful Scottish borders with my three
children.

I have enjoyed writing my story as I had a pretty hard upbringing and have suffered like everyone does over the years in different situations, but everyone has a story to tell.

I just hope my story can help someone out there who is, or has been through the same sorts of
situations as myself.




Monday, 23 May 2016

Release Day : The Way With You


Finding a "happily ever after" was hard enough. 
Keeping it is even harder.

Olivia Brennan and Cameron Stone have both gone through Hell and back to finally
find their way to each other.  With obstacles set against them, the struggle to stay
connected is harder than ever.  Between their academic schedules, Olivia's
newfound campus infamy, and a conniving ex stirring up trouble, Liv and Cam begin
to struggle to keep what they've worked so hard for.

But when something unexpected fractures their trust, they must decide if they
can repair what's left of their fragile love or will they discover that "happily
ever after" is just for fairytales?


Title : The Way With You (The Way #2)
Release Date : 23 May 2016
Genre : Romance, New Adult
Author : Anne Mercier
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About The Author


​I was born and raised in Wisconsin and still live here today with my two sons and
puppy. (Though one day soon I hope to move to southern California!)

I’m an avid reader who gets inspired by reading the stories from my favorite
authors as well as listening to various types of music. I am a huge fan of music,
chocolate, fruit, desserts, autumn, M. Shadows, Avenged Sevenfold, and Milo
Ventimiglia. Through my books, I am proudly creating new Avenged Sevenfold and
Milo Ventimiglia fans one reader at a time.

“The best part of being an author, to me, is being able to take the reader to that one
place they long to go when they need to escape reality. Knowing I can do that, for
even one reader, makes what I do worthwhile.” ~ Anne Mercier

Hugs and love,
Anne xoxo


Monday, 22 February 2016

Release Day : I Pick You


When I left Nashville, Tennessee, I knew deep in my heart I wouldn't be back. I knew
I would never be heard on every country music station around the world, and I 
would never step foot on the Grand Ole Opry stage. Cold hard guilt and 
responsibilities that I didn't want forced me on a different path.

Me being responsible for an eighteen-month-old was a horrible idea. Me being a 
second grade teacher in a catholic school was plain ludicrous.
Life sucked, love hurt, and I didn't know who to pick.


Title : I Pick You
Release Date : 23 February 2016
Genre : Romance 
Author : Jettie Woodruff
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EXCERPT & TEASERS


Kit held up the blue book with white stickers, spelling out The Bay Bible. “This book will tell you any and everything you would need to know, right down to a mosquito bite.”

I blew out a puff of air, cocky air. “I’m pretty sure I can handle a mosquito bite. I didn’t need a tab for that one. I’m not stupid, just not made for this daddy stuff.”

“What you put on your mosquito bite isn’t the same as hers. You have to be careful with all those chemicals. A little bit of baking soda and water does the same thing.”

“Oh, okay, yeah, that makes sense,” I admitted while I stepped off my pedestal, accepting defeat, the thought of my grandma using that same home remedy crossing my mind. Nope, didn’t know how to do this, and I didn’t want to. I was doomed, she was doomed, and this was a horrible idea.

“You’re going to be fine.”

That wasn’t what I was worried about. Not fully. “And what about the girl? You’re trusting someone who has never been around little kids. Ever.”

“I’m trusting her with her dad, and stop calling her the girl. Her name is Bay.”

“Yeah, I know. Why you would name a child, Bay is beyond me. Especially when your last name is Berry.”

“Hey, I gave her your name. I could have given her mine.”

“Whatever, it’s still a stupid name. How much time do I have, Kit? I have to pack up this place, get a job and get out of the city.”

Kit frowned while her head did this little jerking thing. Like I had just slapped her across her face. “You’re leaving Nashville?”

“I know you’ve only seen the ceiling of my apartment, but I’m sure you noticed the size? Where’s she going to play? Where is she going to sleep? And, what? Am I just going to make her a bed in my guitar case while I perform on the streets until two in the morning? Of course, I’m leaving Nashville.”

“I remember your apartment, idiot, but where would you go?”

“Idit,” the tiny little voice said from the bed.

Kit laughed and scolded her with a lighthearted tone. “You can’t say that.”

“I don’t know yet. I just sent out a resume right before I called. I’ll let you know when I know.”

“But what kind of job? I mean what can you do besides sing?”

I shook my head a little with that one, deciding not to tell the dumb twit. Not because I wasn’t proud of the degree I had gotten as a backup plan. It was more because she didn’t think I was capable of such an accomplishment. She didn’t know shit about me, and it pissed me off that she was so quick to judge. “Oh, I don’t know, Kit. I bet I could mow lawns, or maybe change some oil or something.”

Kit’s frown never changed and she continued to start each sentence with, but. “But where would you go? I thought you would stay close to your family. You know, so they can help with Bay.”

I did the frowning that time. “See, this is why this is wrong on so many levels. You don’t know me any more than I know you. My family lives in Michigan. Not Nashville. I came here right after high school.

“But I met your sister.”

“Bridgett, yes. She just so happened to be visiting that weekend. She doesn’t live here. She’s a social worker back home. Not here.”

I could almost see the air being exhaled as Kit’s eyebrows sank with both her shoulders. She looked back at Bay, dumping raisins onto the bed, and back to me.

“This changes things.”

“It does?” I questioned, wheels spinning like crazy in my head while I tried to contain the excitement.

“Yeah, I mean I was already having an issue with how immature you are, but moving her from place to place with no family. Yeah, I don’t know.”

Normally the immature remark would have pissed me off, but honestly, it was sort of true. Although in my defense, I had nothing to be mature about. It sounds selfish now, but at the time, I didn’t really think about Bay being my responsibility. My duty to my daughter consisted of six hundred dollars set up to automatically deposit into Kit’s bank account on the first day of every month. At least, I wouldn’t have to send that anymore. Surely a baby didn’t cost that much.

“I’m sure we’ll be fine. I’m not going to move her from place to place. Why do you think I need to know how much time I have until you fly halfway across the world?”

“You have no idea how much I want this, Brantley. It took me months to ask you. I wouldn’t even consider it if it wasn’t you.”

I didn’t understand that at all. “Why? I’ve never even been in her life.”

“Because nobody but you will love her like I do.”

I didn’t touch that one either. How could she say that, knowing we didn’t even know each other? “When do you leave?”

“Six weeks,” Kit replied in a faraway tone. Her head turned back to Bay and a smile took over her entire face.

That didn’t give me much time, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t asked six months before.

That’s just how long it took for her to talk me into it, begging and pleading until I finally caved. And I still wasn’t one hundred percent convinced. My eyes moved past Kit to Bay, throwing both hands into the air, calling out some incoherent chant, raisins scattered all around her. “I’ve never changed a diaper.”

“She’s doing great on the potty. If you’re lucky, I can have her out of diapers before you get her. There is one thing, Brantley.”

“Here it comes. What?”

“I want her back. You have to sign something promising to give her back. You can see her and get her on weekends, but you can’t keep her. I’m getting her back.”

That wouldn’t be a problem. “Sure, whatever. I’ll call you in a few days.”

“Thank you so much, Brantley.”

“Yeah, yeah. See ya.”

I closed my laptop, seeing my guitar case propped in the corner. My sad guitar. The one that I would retire for an eighteen-month-old. What the hell was I doing?


About The Author


Jettie Woodruff is a lifelong writer, living in a pretend world since she was a little 
girl. Jettie spent hours filling pages of spiral notebooks with a number two pencil 
and a wild imagination. Her very first story was a scifi of all things.go ah
Jettie writes more along the lines of erotica now. She likes to keep her readers on 
edge, and deliver a story that will pull out every emotion possible. Writing on the 
edge of taboo and dark, Jettie hopes to distribute an adventure you'll not soon 
forget.

Married for twenty five years, raising two boys and one girl has left lots of writing 
material. She has recently become a grandma to not one, but two of the most 
beautiful little girls on planet earth.

Jettie also hates doing this bio. That's all you get. She loves to read and write. What 
else is there? <3

Friday, 19 February 2016

Release Day : Who I am With You


People only reveal what they want you to see…

Chad Kirkwood has a secret. One he’s determined to keep buried until he’s ready to 
divulge it. So when he shows up on Katie’s doorstep in answer to a job posting, he 
stretches the truth and tells her only what she needs to know.

Katie Wicken is broken. Left to pick up the pieces of a called-off engagement and a 
failing farm after the death of her father, she’s determined not to let anyone else into 
her heart. Then she hires Chad, and Katie finds herself glancing in his direction, 
watching him work, and thinking about him after the sun goes down.

Something begins to awaken within Chad, too. It’s been forever since he’s felt such a 
genuine connection and been able to fully enjoy his life. Hell, live his life. But when 
Chad’s lie catches up with him, he’s forced to come clean.

And the truth could break Katie’s heart once again.

Grief and pain can make people do crazy things… but so can love.

Title : Who I am With You
Release Date : 19 February 2016
Genre : Romance
Author : M. Lynne Cunning
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EXCERPT & TEASERS


Chad lay back on the futon in the barn office, convinced he could still hear theoccasional snap of the bonfire even though he’d extinguished it hours ago. Still, he couldn’t shake the thought, and he found himself padding across the office in his socks to peer out the window. Sure enough, the fire was completely out, and only a sliver of gray smoke still rose from the pit. He was about to head back to his bed when he noticed the strip of light shining through the partially drawn curtains upstairs in Katie’s house.

It had been more than three hours since their fireside conversation. Three hours since their kiss. Yet, Katie’s bedroom light was still on, too. She should be in a deep sleep by now. So should you, you idiot, he chastised himself silently, shaking his head at still being up so late. He initially wondered if something was wrong. Perhaps

Mason had suffered a bad dream and Katie was attempting to console him. However, as quick as the assumption flitted into his mind, it was quashed. She’s awake for the same reason you are, he told himself.

Their kiss. The tender way they’d embraced each other. Chad had never experienced the same things Katie had in life, and he wouldn’t pretend to have endured her pain. That said, only those who’d hit their own personal rock bottom could identify with the despair and anguish Katie had been subjected to. He didn’t necessarily know her, but he understood her, at least enough to offer her the only thing he really had to give.

His heart.


About The Author



​M. Lynne Cunning has always wanted to be an author, but it
discovered National Novel Writing Month and all the insanity that goes along with it 
that she began to truly realize her love for writing stories. While she doesn’t limit 
herself to writing only specific genres, her first two published novels, Until I'm 
Found and Blurred Lines, are considered Romantic Suspense. Her new book, Who I 
Am With You (to be released February 2016), will be the first in a contemporary 
romance series. She also doesn’t believe that the traditional typical “happily ever 
after” is always the way to go. You’ve been forewarned.

She is almost always reading or writing, but also enjoys spending time and traveling 
with her husband/best friend, Dennis, and is the proud dog-mom of two brindle 
boxers. She’s also a too-far-gone coffee addict and a lifelong country music fan.



Thursday, 3 December 2015

Cover Reveal : Who I Am With You



People only reveal what they want you to see…

Chad Kirkwood has a secret. One he’s determined to keep buried until he’s ready to
divulge it. So when he shows up on Katie’s doorstep in answer to a job posting, he
stretches the truth and tells her only what she needs to know.

Katie Wicken is broken. Left to pick up the pieces of a called-off engagement and a
failing farm after the death of her father, she’s determined not to let anyone else into
her heart. Then she hires Chad, and Katie finds herself glancing in his direction,
watching him work, and thinking about him after the sun goes down.

Something begins to awaken within Chad, too. It’s been forever since he’s felt such a
genuine connection and been able to fully enjoy his life. Hell, live his life. But when
Chad’s lie catches up with him, he’s forced to come clean.

And the truth could break Katie’s heart once again.

Grief and pain can make people do crazy things…but so can love.

THE COVER.....



Title : Who I Am With You (My Kind of Country #1)
Release Date : 19 February 2016
Author : M. Lynne Cunning
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EXCERPT

“Don’t speak about something you don’t understand, all right? Whatever Katie has
told you, that’s all it is...a piece of a much bigger pie. You don’t know me, and no
matter what you think, you don’t know her either.”

Chad crossed his arms in front of his chest, not sure what to say next. From the
corner of his eye, he could see Katie stomping through the tall grass towards them.

The dust from Jay’s car had finally billowed into the garden where she’d been
working.

“Are you warning me about her...Jay?” Chad locked eyes with him, his gaze never
wavering even though Katie was getting closer with each step.

Jay slammed the car door, wearing a muted grin as he matched Chad’s pose, crossing
his own arms and pulling himself up to his full height, at least three inches taller
than Chad’s five feet and eleven inches. “She used to be different, that’s all. Calm
yourself, will you? I’m just telling you, you don’t know the real Katie. To be honest,
you probably never will. The real Katie we all knew and loved died along with her
father. My Katie is gone, so like I said, don’t talk about things you only think you
understand.”

Thankfully, Chad didn’t have to form a response, not that he knew what he would
say to that, anyway. Katie’s feet hit the gravel just as Chad had opened his mouth to
speak; however, the look on her face evoked enough uncertainty in him that he
swiftly closed it again.

“You said you were picking Mason up at five thirty. It’s only a few minutes past five.”

Katie consulted her watch as though to confirm it, lifting her head to glare at Jay
again.

“I’m a few minutes early. I wanted to see how everything was going.”

“Everything is just fine, Jay. You can come back in twenty seven minutes.” Katie
didn’t look at Chad as she brushed past the two men and headed for the house,
where Chad knew Mason was currently packing up his clothes and Nintendo DS to
take with him.

“Katie, wait...” Jay’s pleas went unanswered, the screen door banging closed abruptly
behind her. Only a defeated sigh sounded in the thick silence between them, and
Chad uneasily turned away from the other man, intent on cleaning up his mess near
the barn wall and getting the hell out of dodge before this situation got any more
heated. Jay, on the other hand, didn’t have the same intentions.

“See? What’d I tell you? She’s impossible.”

“No. She’s hurt. There’s a difference.” Chad didn’t look at him. Instead, he plucked
the hammer and tin can full of nails from the ground and pretended to admire his
handiwork on the barn wall.

“You seem to know a lot about my girlfriend and her—“

“Ex.”

“What?”

“She’s your ex-girlfriend.”

Jay stared at him, seeming to mull over how to react. Chad couldn’t be sure whether
it was humiliation or anger that clouded the man’s clean shaven face, maybe a bit of
both. Either way, Chad didn’t fear him, and he stared back, unblinking.

“Good to meet you, Chad.” Jay’s tone was condescending and gruff.

“See you in twenty four minutes,” Chad replied, and the hint of a smirk crossed his
face the moment he broke eye contact and turned away.



About The Author


M. Lynne Cunning has always wanted to be an author, but it wasn’t until she 
discovered National Novel Writing Month and all the insanity that goes along with it 
that she began to truly realize her love for writing stories. While she doesn’t limit 
herself to writing only specific genres, her first two published novels, Until I'm 
Found and Blurred Lines, are considered Romantic Suspense. Her new book, Who I 
Am With You (to be released February 2016), will be the first in a contemporary 
romance series. She also doesn’t believe that the traditional typical “happily ever 
after” is always the way to go. You’ve been forewarned.

She is almost always reading or writing, but also enjoys spending time and traveling 
with her husband/best friend, Dennis, and is the proud dog-mom of two brindle 
boxers. She’s also a too-far-gone coffee addict and a lifelong country music fan.



Wednesday, 11 November 2015

Release Day : Anywhere With You


They say opposites attract. For Jack and Amelie, that statement is about as close to 
the truth as it gets.

She runs from anything that so much smells like love. And, well, as for Jack, he's 
always been a fan of the chase. Especially where she's concerned. 

Which is exactly what happens when he proposes... to accompany her on a cross-
country road trip.

A bet is made. True to form, Jack puts everything on the table—while Amelie keeps 
her cards tucked close to her heart. 

The question remaining when it all shakes out—is whether it's possible they can 
both win?

Will a road trip across the country finally teach them to meet in the middle? Or 
simply drive them further apart? 

This is the continuation of a love story that (like many) was never really over.

Title : Anywhere With You 
Release Date : 11 November 2015
Author : Britney King
















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EXCERPT


About The Author


Britney King writes modern love stories for mature audiences. She is the author of
five novels which have been featured on various bestseller lists and is currently at 
work on number six. 

She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, five children, two dogs, one ridiculous 
cat, and a partridge in a pear tree.

In her spare time, you might find Britney running, reading, or spending time 
utilizing the wonderful venues that make her city great.



Sunday, 8 November 2015

Blog Tour : Safer With You


Nora Skye has always been trusting and loyal but when her boyfriend, Luke,
becomes distant and secretive, he leaves her with no other choice than to spy on 
him. 

When Luke learns of what she has done, he discards her, forcing her to move back 
into her parent’s house.

Upon her arrival, she attends her sister’s wedding, where she meets the sexy, 
charismatic, and outrageously out of her league Jase Madsyn.

She knows his reputation, the mystery that surrounds him but that doesn’t stop her 
from experiencing the best night of her life.

Until the unthinkable happens.

With no memory of what happened to her, she finds both Jase and Luke at her side, 
vowing to keep her safe. 

Could the man she chooses to keep her safe also be the man responsible for her 
pain?

Title : Safer With You
Release Date : 27 October 2015
Author : Trisha Madley















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Excerpt 

He directs us on a narrow path towards a huge barn. I hesitate. “Are we headed to
that barn, because you do realize I’m wearing heels, don’t you? Very beautiful pink
stiletto heels with Swarovski crystals? I’m not prepared to show off my farming
skills this evening.”

Jase’s eyes drop to my heels as I lift up the hem of my dress for him to get a better
look. I can barely balance myself standing here. How can I possibly walk down a
grassy unknown path?

He stops in his tracks. “I thought you might be tougher than that. Well, hop on then.”

“Excuse me?” Did I hear that right? Honestly, I guess I would like to hop on any part
of him.

I have to find a way to stop these wayward thoughts about him, so I repeat my
mantra—worst best man ever, arrogant, out of my league, and I add a new one, Luke.
Just his name should be enough for me to run from another man.

Jase cocks his gorgeous head to the side and nods, “Come on, climb on.”

“I’m not climbing on.” I’m having enough of a reaction to Jase without bodily contact.
I’m afraid that having my legs wrapped around him will cause me to overload. “I’ll
just take my shoes off.”

I bend down to take them off when he says, “Well, you can, but I’m not sure what
you’ll step in if you do. My uncle loves cows and horses, not to mention, I’ve seen my
fair share of snakes.”

“Okay, okay, I get it.” Ugh. I guess that’s one way to get my legs around him. “Be
gentle, but if you drop me, I’m kicking your ass!”

He lets out a breath, “Just get on. I promise I’ll be good.”


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Trisha lives in a small Pennsylvania town with her two beautiful daughters, and 
husband. She loves reading, writing, and daydreaming.