Anything to Have You by Paige Harbison: Sneak Peek

Nothing should come between best friends, not even boys. ESPECIALLY not boys.
Natalie and Brooke have had each other's backs forever. Natalie is the quiet one, college bound and happy to stay home and watch old movies. Brooke is the movie—the life of every party, the girl everyone wants to be.
Then it happens—one crazy night that Natalie can't remember and Brooke's boyfriend, Aiden, can't forget. Suddenly there's a question mark in Natalie and Brooke's friendship that tests everything they thought they knew about each other and has both girls discovering what true friendship really means.

Sneak Peek!

First Semester, Junior Year
The new guy was hot. People had been talking about him all day long—well, all right, girls had been talking about him all day long—but I had yet to see him. I knew everyone in the school except the new freshmen, so I was sure that when I saw him, I would know it was him.
It would have been impossible to miss him, even if I hadn’t been keeping my eyes peeled for hours. I was sitting at my usual lunch table holding court with my friends, as I generally did, when he walked through the doors. I was struck speechless—something that was verifiably difficult to do. I stared at him and was instantly infatuated by his good looks and charmed by the nervous way he looked around the cafeteria.
I almost stood up and invited him to come sit with us, but resisted. I was glad I did when a girl named Kylie went up to him and did, and I saw how pathetic she looked.
“Brooke?” asked Alexa.
“What?” I responded dumbly, not able to take my eyes off him.
“You just…stopped talking.”
“Right.” I snapped my gaze back to her and tried to look unrattled. “The point is, everyone should watch the 1968 version of Romeo and Juliet and the ’96 one back-to-back at least once in their lives. You’ll never look at love the same way again.”
God, would someone else come up with something to talk about for once? Why is the burden of conversation always on me? This was fine except for when I didn’t feel like it.
The next day, I was lucky enough to be standing in the right place at the right time in the hallway.
“Excuse me.”
I turned to see Hot New Guy behind me, holding a schedule and looking lost. And still superhot.
“What’s up?” I tossed my hair to one shoulder.
“Can you tell me where to find room 324? It jumps from 318 to 400… .”
“It’s down this one weird hallway. Here, I’ll show you.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to be late to class.”
I was almost always late to class, but I liked that he thought I might be the studious kind of girl that hated tardiness.
“It’s fine,” I said. “My teacher will understand when I say I was helping the new kid.” He gave an adorably timid laugh. “Thanks so much.”
“No problem. So…are you a junior?” I asked, like I didn’t know damn well that he was.
We started making our way down the hall.
“Yes, ma’am.” Was that an accent? “And you?”
“Yes, I am. And you just moved here from…”
“Texas.”
We were already almost at his classroom. “Wow, Texas. Must be a big change for you, then.”
He breathed in and nodded slowly. “It definitely is. But I’m excited to be here. I knew all the same people back home for most of my life. Pretty small town. So I’m lookin’ forward to meeting new people.”
There was definitely a slight accent, and I couldn’t help but smile at it. “Here’s 324.”
“Yeah…I would never have found this.”
“It’s a tough one. Well, hey, if you want to, then look for me in the cafeteria at lunch, and you can meet some new people.”
“Sure, I’ll look for ya. Thanks again. What was your name?”
“Brooke.”
“Brooke. I’m Aiden Macmillan. Pleased to meet you.”

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Be With Me Release Day Launch!

Teresa Hamilton is having a rough year—she’s in love with her big brother’s best friend, but he hasn’t spoken to her since they shared a truly amazing, mind-blowing, change-your-life kiss. She got out of a terrible relationship. And now an injury is threatening to end her dance career for good. It’s time for Plan B – college. And maybe a chance to convince Jase that what they have together is real.
Jase Winstead has a huge secret that he’s not telling anyone. Especially not his best friend’s incredibly beautiful sister. Even though he and Teresa shared the hottest kiss of his life, he knows that his responsibilities must take priority. He certainly doesn’t have time for a relationship. But it doesn’t help that all he can think about kissing the one girl who could ruin everything for him.
As they’re thrown together more and more, Jase and Tess can’t keep denying their feelings for each other. But a familiar danger looms and tragedy strikes. As the campus recovers, the star-crossed couple must decide what they’re willing to risk to be together, and what they’re willing to lose if they’re not…

Sneak Peek!

“You got a visitor, Tess.” He rested his chin atop my head, which caused my pulse to try to outrun my heart. “Two of them to be exact.”

“Okay.”

There was a pause. “Are your eyes closed?”

“No.”

His chin slid off my head and then his chest rumbled as he laughed. “Your eyes are

closed.” He laughed again. “Open them up.”  

Cursing under my breath, I pried one eye open and then jerked against him. His arm tightened. “Oh wow …”

The black-and-white horse was the closest, standing mere feet away from me. The brown one wasn’t too far, shaking its head and making soft snorts. My eyes were wide as they bounced between the two creatures. “They’re not carnivorous, right? Because at their size, they could eat me.”

Jase laughed deeply as his hand shifted up, resting in the center of my stomach, just below my breasts. “Horses do not eat people, you little idiot.”

I started, eyes narrowing. “There’s always a first.”

The lips pulled back on the black-and-white horse as if it was smirking at me. 

            “This one right here? Mr. Friendly? Jack calls him Bubba One,” he said in a quiet,

calming voice. But air hitched in my throat when his thumb moved in a slow circle over the thin material of my tank top, hitting against the wire in my bra. “And the brown one is Bubba Two.”

Mouth dry, I wetted my lips. “That’s good for remembering names.”

He chuckled as his pinkie and forefinger started to move up and down, reaching my bellybutton and then sliding back up. It was almost as if he was unaware of what he was doing, or the electrifying response the tiny motions were dragging out of me. “I think so too, but his real name is Lightning.”

Said horse shook his head, tossing the shaggy mane.

“Lightning seems to be a more suitable name,” I admitted, relaxing as the seconds passed. Maybe that was his intention. Distract me with the soft, almost innocent touches. It was working. “What about Bubba Two?  

“Ah, the one who is staring at the pail like it’s the holy mecca of grain?” His cheek

grazed mine as I laughed. “That’s Thunder. And we’re going to feed them. Together.”

The friction his fingers created with my shirt sent tiny shivers up and down my back.

“With our hands?”

His answering laugh tipped the corners of my lips up. “Yes. With our hands.”

“After checking out the choppers on them, I’m not so sure about that.”

“You’ll be okay.” He slid his hand off my stomach and wrapped it around my wrist.

Slowly, he lifted my hand out in front of me. “Hold still.”

My heart lurched. “Jase—”

Lightning trotted forward and pressed his wet nose against my hand. I cringed,
for him to eat my poor fingers. The horse didn’t. Nope. It nudged my hand as it whinnied softly. 

He guided my hand up over Lightning’s jaw, all the way to the pointy, twitchy ears.

“See?” he murmured. “That’s not too bad, is it?”

I shook my head as my fingers curled along the soft coat. Lightning seemed to anticipate the direction of the petting, pressing his long head against my hand as my fingers tangled in his mane. It wasn’t bad at all. 

Jase shifted behind me, and in an instant all thoughts of the horses evaporated. His hips lined up against my backside, and I bit down on my lower lip as I focused on the white splotch covering Lightning’s muzzle. 

I could feel him—feel Jase. And there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that he was affected by how close we were standing. That knowledge and the hard length of him left me dizzy, just like it had done that Saturday night. An all too warm flush spread down my neck. In the back of my head, I was rationalizing his physical reaction. He was a guy. Our bodies were pressed together. If a wind blew on a guy’s private area, they got hard. So I should just ignore it, but my body was so not on board with my head. My body was operating on a different playing field. An ache centered low in my stomach. A sharp and sweet yearning raced through my veins. 

“Not so scary, right?” His voice was deeper, richer. “They’re like dogs. Well, like a dog that can carry around two hundred pounds, if not more.” Hand sliding off mine, he stepped back, and the sudden emptiness of his body was like a cold shock. “Trust me.”

Then he smacked my ass.

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Over It by Sarah Billington: Blog Tour!

Teen Youtube song writing sensation Poppy Douglas's lead singer boyfriend Ty's been criss-crossing the country and living it up on tour for months while Poppy has been stuck in the boring suburbs, finishing out the school year.
But it's Summer now, and the best thing just happened: Poppy's royalties for writing the hit song The Kiss Off just came in. She's minted, and she knows just what she's going to blow it on.
Ty's band Academy of Lies are headlining a summer music festival, and Poppy is taking her girlfriends along for the best weekend of their lives. It's all organized: the weekend is going to be full of camping under the stars, backstage passes, VIP rooms and partying like rock stars, not to mention some long awaited one-on-one time with America's favourite front man.
Except, when someone drops out of the trip and Poppy takes the opportunity to mend a broken friendship, it doesn't quite go according to plan. And when she meets her boyfriend's BFF from another band, the paparazzi form their own totally wrong conclusions. There's also the matter of Ty's 'super fan' stalker, but the less said about her the better.
The biggest test of all comes in the form of an opportunity too good to pass up. But will insecurities and jealousy stand in Poppy's way? Can Poppy and Ty's relationship even survive it?
Life is about to get much more complicated for Poppy Douglas, but what can you expect when your boyfriend is a rock star?

 

I loved The Kiss Off so I jumped at the chance to join this tour! Unfortunately I didn't finish Over It in time to review it so enjoy this extract!

 

Extract

I walked barefoot in the shallows, my shoes in one hand, aloe vera bottle in the other. One thing could be said for the beach: best exfoliator ever.
Lost in my own thoughts, I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. I really should have been more alert.
“Hey there pretty lady.” A low, gruff voice growled in my ear and hands snaked around my waist from behind, trapping me to him. I screamed; screamed like I’d never screamed before and jerked away, but his arms tightened around me.
“Hey–hey–hey,” the man said, his beard brushing against my neck.
It wasn’t Ty; abort! The handsome stranger wasn’t Ty! I screamed again and suddenly his hand was over my mouth.
I was going to die. I was alone on the beach in the dark and I was going to die. I’d watched the crime channel, I knew this was how women ended up murdered and floating face down, or found stabbed to death in a lifeguard station.
“Get away from me!” My words came out muffled and quiet under his warm palm. His calloused fingers pressed against my cheek. My heart was in my throat, choking off my air supply. His hand clamped over my mouth wasn’t helping the breathing situation either.
“Just ssh, will you?”
“Let me go! Help!” I dug my elbow into the guy’s ribs and he doubled over with a groan. His arms went slack around me. I dashed thirty feet up the beach before I turned around to put a face to my attacker. You know. For the police sketch artist.
“Poppy, it’s me!”
It was a homeless man, or at least he looked homeless, in fisherman pants and a tattered army jacket. The beard was pulled down, hanging loose around his neck, and he pulled off the ratty trucker cap that had cast his face in shadow. His eyes were wide with urgency.
Wait, I knew that homeless man.
My heart beat extra hard for a second, adrenaline exploding through my system as I bent at the waist, breathing hard with relief.
“How did you sneak up on me?” I said. “How did I not hear you? Jesus, Ty!”
He laughed in surprise and rubbed his ribs. “Well that went down differently than I’d expected.”
“Really?” I asked. “Really. What did you expect?”
He was quiet for a moment. “I didn’t think it through enough, did I.  
 

About Sarah Billington
Sarah Billington is an Australian writer and editor who likes to write stories with love,laughs, suspense and zombies. Sometimes all in the same story. Her favouritest thing to write about are those horrendously awkward moments that come with being a teenager. Or a human being. Sarah was extremely accident-prone and klutzy as a kid and teen, so her cup runneth over with experiences of horrendously awkward moments to draw from in her writing. Thankfully, she has grown out of her klutziness. Mostly. She is, however, still an embarrassment.
She loves a variety of random things, which include Swing Dancing, Ice Hockey, Roller Derby and is a bit obsessive about paranormal investigation shows and channel E!.

I love Ty and I can't wait to finish Over It!
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Lettie
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Blog Tour: The Last Hour by Charles Sheehan-Mi​les

Twenty-seven year old Carrie Thompson-Sherman has the life she always wanted: her PhD, a prestigious fellowship, and an amazing husband.
Her life begins to unravel as a jealous colleague puts her fellowship in jeopardy and a haunting secret Ray Sherman carried home from Afghanistan comes to light.
Hounded by a federal investigation and the ensuing media feeding frenzy, Carrie and Ray desperately lean on each other, until a disastrous accident puts both Ray and her sister's lives at risk.
In the last hour, Carrie and Ray will each find themselves faced with a choice.
A choice that will change everything.

The third book in the Thompson Sisters series promises to be just as full of drama and surprises.
I've got an exclusive extract for you, guaranteed to interest you in this fab series!

Carrie nodded, her eyes vacant. Peterson swiped his access card, and the door slid open. Carrie stepped inside just as a man briskly walked across the hall and followed her in. Doctor Peterson turned away, and I followed the man in, my eyes narrowing.
“Doctor Thompson-Sherman?” the man said, and I felt a sudden flash of unchecked rage. Carrie felt it too: I could see it, her shoulders suddenly turning stiff, feet coming to a stop. She spun around, disbelief on her face.
Behind her, Dylan and Alex were sitting against one wall, next to Jessica. My parents had moved marginally closer to them, no longer all the way across the room but not next to them either. Sarah was across the room from the rest of them, loitering near the nurses’ station. Nobody noticed her there.
 The man I knew. He was Ronald Lafferty. A reporter from the New York Daily News.
The first time I met Lafferty was a few days after the Army decided they were going to charge me after all. I’d taken the metro from Walter Reed to Bethesda and walked the two blocks back to the condo. He was standing at the door, and as I reached to open it, he’d aggressively approached me, calling out questions. I’d answered repeatedly, “No comment,” and the next day my picture was spread, tabloid style, across the Daily News. The headline read “War Criminal Living in Lap of Luxury?”
That was only the first of many articles smearing both Carrie and me. Lafferty had made a career of trying to destroy our lives.
“Leave me the hell alone,” Carrie said, her face showing rage. Dylan stood up, concern on his face.
“Carrie,” Lafferty said, “Can you comment on the accident? Did you know the other driver?”
“I’m not commenting on anything. Get out of here now.”
Lafferty wasn’t intimidated. “Come on, Carrie. We’re going to run the story anyway. Tell us your side. Were you surprised to find out the other driver was also in the Army?”
“What?” Carrie said, her face betraying shock. “Leave me alone! You have no right to be in here!”
Dylan’s face was red, and he approached the reporter rapidly. From the other side, Sarah was approaching, anger on her face.
Dylan said, “You heard the lady. Get out of here now.”
A nurse saw the commotion and a look of concern crossed her face. She said, “Excuse me, sir. Are you here to visit an immediate family member?”
“Carrie, an Army source is saying the other driver is connected to the investigation somehow. Tell me what you know, and you can finally get your side of the story out.”
Horror mixed with shock flashed across her face. She covered her ears and yelled, “Get out!”
At Carrie’s shout, Dylan exploded into violence, running forward and grabbing Lafferty by the collar. He slammed him into the wall with a loud thud, and said, “Get the hell out of here, now!” .

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Lettie
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Voltion by Lee Strauss: A teaser!

Welcome to my stop on the Perception blog tour!

What doesn't kill you...
Zoe Vanderveen is on the run with her captor turned rescuer, Noah Brody.
They're in love.
Or at least that’s what he tells her. Her memories have returned but her feelings are dreamlike—thin and fleeting. Her heart can’t be trusted. Just look at what happened with Taylor Blake.
Senator Vanderveen’s new team of cyborg agents are in hot pursuit, and a reward for their capture is broadcast nationwide. Record breaking cold and snow hinder their escape. Someone dies helping them.
And their fight for survival has only begun.

 I've got a Volition teaser for you!

The awkward factor in the small room was at ten, the pressure threatening to pop the rivets in the walls. I lay still as a mannequin in my underwear feeling more naked than if I’d stripped down to nothing. I focused on the bathroom door and forced myself to move toward it, grabbing my clothes along the way. I slipped them on and only noticed that I was crying when my bare arm rubbed against my damp cheek. I washed my face vigorously, hoping to find some dignity under the skin. I shook the Tylenol bottle and swore. Empty. I thrust my shoulders back and left the bathroom. I waved the bottle in front of Noah and flashed him a calloused look. “My head is killing me.” My chronic headaches were a parting gift from my ex-boyfriend who apparently didn’t have any ethical objections to feeding me drugs that erased my memories, and tracked my position. I was off those now, but the headaches remained. Noah opened a canvas bag, obviously a recent purchase, and removed a new bottle tossing it to me. I popped two and washed them back with water. “I bought some food, if you’re hungry,” Noah said, placing items on the platter-sized table. I shrugged. I hadn’t been truly hungry in days, my stomach constantly coiled up like an anxious snake. “And these,” he said. He had a pair of scissors in one hand and a box of hair dye in the other. I pulled out the empty chair, and let my hair fall over the back. “Go for it,” I said. I closed my eyes and waited. Eventually, I heard Noah sigh and push his chair back. He ran his hands through my hair and I couldn’t stop the shudder that shot through my whole being.

Haven't read Perception?

Eternal Life is To Die For.
Seventeen year old Zoe Vanderveen is a GAP—a genetically altered person. She lives in the security of a walled city on prime water-front property along-side other equally beautiful people with extended life spans.
Her brother Liam is missing.
Noah Brody is a natural who lives on the outside. He leads protests against the GAPs and detests the widening chasm they’ve created between those who have and those who don’t. He doesn’t like girls like Zoe and he has good reason not to like her specifically.
Zoe’s carefree life takes a traumatic turn. She’s in trouble and it turns out that Noah, the last guy on earth she should trust, is the only one who can help her.

It's currently FREE on Kobo, B&N, Smashwords and on Amazon!
It's an awesome mix of sci-fi, mystery and romance!

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Lettie
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The Kiss Off Blog Tour- Sequel!

 
Hopefully you've read my review of The Kiss Off and you want to know if you can read more about Poppy's adventures?
Well..... The Kiss Off 2 is coming 2013!

The Kiss Off 2 will include:

• A road trip with an unexpected passenger.
• Camping.
• The realization too late that they don't actually like camping.
• Sunburns.
• Accidental topless swimming.
• Paparazzi punch ups.
• A news-worthy (yet totally false) love triangle.
• Obsessed fan girls.
• A stalker.
• And an overwhelming request from someone super-famous.

 Here's a short extract to tided you over until then!

 

The money's in! Poppy's royalties for penning the accidental hit song

The Kiss Off that shot her boyfriend's band to super-stardom are in

and she knows EXACTLY what she's doing with it.

 

“See that?” I said, pointing at the feature band name on the flyer.

“Academy of Lies are headlining Bay Fest over in Tallulah Shores.”

“They’re headlining? Are you serious?” Mads said.

I grinned. “Pack your bags, baby.”

“Shut up.”

“Two words: road trip,” I said. “One word: camping.”

“Shut up.”

“Five wor — is it five? Yeah — five words: One week by the sea.”

“Shut up.”

“Four more words-”

“Enough with the words already.”

“I’m nearly done,” I said, “four final words: you, me and Van.”

She bit her bottom lip, staring at me when her hands started wringing

in front of her again. And she started bouncing.

“No,” I said, “no, no. You shut up. You start screaming again and

you’re not coming.”

Instead, Mads squeezed me in a bear hug and planted a kiss on my

cheek. “I’m going to Babe Fest. I’m going to Babe Fest!”

Bay Music Festival. Of all the nicknames in the world, it could have

been a lot worse.

 

Sounds even more fabulous than the Kiss Off!!

What do you think?

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Lettie

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