Escape With You

Ellie and Fred are almost here! You should be able to get your hands on Escape With You (Escape Book 2) tomorrow on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. I’m really excited!

Ellie and Fred were two of my favorite characters in the first Escape book. I knew all along that they needed their own story. I hope you all like it! I’ll post links tomorrow. In the meantime, Here’s the gorgeous cover from Najla Qamber:

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Christmas is coming!

How are you all enjoying December so far? It’s pretty cold here in Michigan, and getting dark sooo early. It makes me sleepy!

Which is very inconvenient because I have TONS of work to do! I’ve spent the last few months doing everything I could to make sure I have nice things ready for you for the holidays! I’m just about there, so I thought I’d take a minute to let you know what you can expect. (Speaking of sharing news, did you know I have a mailing list? You can sign up here. I ONLY send out emails when I have a new release or a big announcement. I promise not to spam you. I hate spam! Sometimes I do contests for mailing list members, too, so you can get free stuff!)

The question I am asked the most often is definitely always, “Will there be more Three Girls books?” The answer is YES! I love these characters and have lots in store for them in the future. The 5th book of the series is actually almost ready for release. It goes to the editor on Monday and I’m hoping to have it published in January. I can’t tell you the title or show you the cover yet, but I can tell you that I’ve cried more writing this book than any other I’ve written. Not because it’s super sad or anything (though it does have it’s moments) but because I really love these characters and we find out so much about them in the new book. I can’t wait to see what you think!

The second piece of news: the next Lovestruck book (with Lizzie and Thomas) should be out in just a few weeks! If you haven’t read this series yet, I hope you give it a try. Lovestruck in Los Angeles has a beautiful cover from Scarlett, I’ll post it below. Lovestruck in London is the first book and it’s available here. Here’s the new cover, isn’t it pretty??

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I also have new covers for the Love Story books. I. love. them. I think they’re some of the prettiest covers I have. If you haven’t read the Love Story series, book one, In Search of a Love Story, is free right now. FYI: If you like the Three Girls you should definitely read this series. Some of our friends make little cameos;)

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Okay, last bit of news: all of my books are enrolled in the Amazon Matchbook program. This means you can now purchase the paperback and get the ebook for a discounted rate. I thought this would be a nice idea for Christmas–you can buy a book for a loved one and get the ebook for yourself for $.99! This is available on all of my books.

Okay, that should be it from me. I need to get back to the writing cave to finish up the new Three Girls book. I hope you all enjoy your Wednesday evening:)

It’s Here!

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Escape In You is now available! I’ve been waiting a long time for this book to be released and I really hope you guys like it. Here are the links:

Amazon

Barnes and Noble

I’m still waiting on links for iTunes and the paperback. I’ll post them here as soon as they’re available.

Like I described in this post, Escape In You is a little bit different from my other books. It’s darker, more emotional, and kind of steamy. I really hope you guys will take a chance on it. I’d love to hear what you think!

I’m doing a big giveaway to celebrate–I’ll be awarding lots of free ebooks as well as a $50 Amazon gift card. Check back here tomorrow for details on how you can win!

Happy Tuesday!

 

Less Than A Week!

We’re less than a week away from Escape In You! I’m very excited!

Xpresso Book Tours is organizing a Book Blitz for me next week. If you have a blog and would like to participate, head over here to sign up. I’ll be giving away an ebook copy at every participating site as well as a grand prize of a $50 Amazon gift card.

In the meantime, here’s a lovely little teaser of what you can expect in the new book. Feel free to share on twitter and Facebook if you’re so inclined:)

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Cover Reveal!

Yay! It’s cover reveal day! If you can’t tell, I’m *really* excited about this book and the lovely cover. So without further ado, here it is…

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I love this cover. Najla Qamber (najlaqamberdesigns.com) did it for me and it turned out exactly how I wanted. I think it really demonstrates the feel of the book. To celebrate my pretty cover I’m going to post an excerpt from the book below.

Escape In You

The guy in black has joined me on the couch and is almost touching me, he’s sitting so close. The tangle of tattoos on his arms distracts me for a moment before I get my first good look at his face.

I draw in a sharp breath—I can’t help it. I’m staring at the most beautiful man I have ever seen. He has longish brown hair liberally sprinkled with natural gold highlights, and it’s all in a pleasing, tousled mess. I wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through that hair, to mess it up even further. It looks soft. He has strikingly dark brown eyes framed with the thickest eyelashes I’ve ever seen on a guy. His eyes seem to flash with some kind of dark amusement, and my heart beats faster. A muscle pulses in his jaw when he swallows—God, I love a guy with a strong jawline—and I want to place my lips there, right at that pulse, and kiss him.

“You okay, Zoe?” he asks, and there’s that amusement in his eyes again.

“How’d you know my name?” I ask, and I’m pleased that my voice is steady. There’s no sense in letting him know just how much I like what I see—though I’m afraid he somehow knows exactly what I’ve been thinking. Something in the way he’s looking at me makes me blush. And I never blush.

“I make it a point to find out information that might be of interest to me.”

His voice is low and raspy and touches something deep within my core, but I force out a laugh.

“Does that kind of line usually work for you?”

He shrugs, grinning. “To be honest, yeah. It does.”

My laugh is sincere this time. “Well, at least you are honest.”

He leans back into the couch, stretching his arm across the back of the cushion so that it just grazes my shoulder. I shiver a little and hope he doesn’t notice. A quick glance around tells me we shouldn’t be interrupted. Hunter appears to have moved off while I was distracted by the sex god—I’m pretty sure I can make out his voice across the room, urging someone else to come down and feel the carpet. Ellie has dozed off. I’m not surprised—that’s her usual reaction to pot and one of the reasons I don’t often join in when she partakes. I don’t come to parties to sleep.

I smile at the sex god. Flirting with hot guys, on the other hand, is one of the best reasons to come to a party.

“I’m at a bit of a disadvantage here.” I inch my knee closer to his.

“How so?”

“You know my name, and I don’t know yours.”

He holds my gaze for a minute, and my heart thumps. “Maybe I’d rather be a man of mystery.”

I wrinkle my nose. “Seriously, dude. You have to stop with the lines. It’s just not doing it for me.”

He leans in, and his face is inches from mine. “What would do it for you?”

“An actual conversation.” I refuse to fall under his spell. But there’s something dangerous about this guy, something that makes me want to abandon sense and close the gap that separates us.

He watches my face for a minute before his eyebrows come together in an expression I can’t quite read. “I don’t do so good with conversations.”

“Why’s that?”

He surprises me by pausing before he answers, as if he’s actually thinking about it. “I just think it’s easier not to talk, for the most part. People usually just tell you what you want to hear anyway. What’s the point?”

God, wasn’t that the truth. “Yeah,” I say. “I get that.”

We’re both quiet for a minute, but it isn’t necessarily an uncomfortable silence. It feels natural, easy, to just sit here with him while the party carries on around us.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he says.

“I doubt that.” How could he know that I’m considering dropping the whole talking thing and just making out with him for a while? No way anything more serious is going to happen. I don’t date, not anymore—it’s too complicated.  And I have a feeling a guy like this isn’t really the dating type—just like me.

Making out is simple enough though. And not a bad way to spend a few hazy, vodka-fueled hours at a party. Particularly when the guy looks as good as this one does. I lean in a little, allowing the side of my breast to brush up against his arm. “Maybe you were right,” I murmur and bat my eyes at him. “Maybe it is easier not to talk.”

He looks down at me, his lips parting slightly. I’m close enough now that I could easily reach up and trail my tongue across those lips or along that impressive jawline. But his next words stop me cold.

“I don’t know, Zoe. You’ve intrigued me with this conversation idea. I’m thinking it might do it for me too.”

I purse my lips, surprised. I was sure he’d jump at the chance to avoid talking.

“So.” He leans back again and gives me a lazy smile. “What should we talk about?”

“We could start with your name.” I’m debating whether I should just get up and leave him here. My friend Everett is across the room, talking to a guy I know a little through Hunter. Surely they’d be more appropriate company.

“Do you want my real name, or my fake name?” He winks.

I narrow my eyes, not really in the mood for cute. “What do you think?”

“Well, you see, the thing is that most people don’t call me by my real name. In fact, most people don’t even know my real name. So if I give you that, it’s kind of saying something, you know? It takes us past the point of general acquaintances at a party. It makes us something more.” He waggles his eyebrows at me.

I’m not sure whether I’m annoyed or intrigued by this. I thought I wanted to flirt with him, but this feels too much like a game. Or your impression of him is just colored because now you know he probably has money.

“Let’s start with your fake name,” I say, deciding to play along. “Maybe we can work up to your real name. I’m not sure I’m ready for that level of commitment just yet.”

He nods. “Fair enough. Everyone calls me Jet.”

I stare at him. “Jet? Are you kidding?”

He shakes his head. “Nope. Jet is really my nickname.”

“Why?”

He furrows his brow. “You know, it’s been so long I’m not really sure. Everyone has called me Jet ever since like, Little League. Something to do with my base running skills. Oh, and the fact that my initials are J.E.T.” At my skeptical look he cocks his head. “What? You don’t like it?”

“Not particularly.”

He throws his head back and laughs. “Oh, Zoe, this is fun.”

“What is?” I ask, feeling defensive.

“Talking to a girl who has no desire to please me. It’s refreshing.”

“You’re pretty damn full of yourself.”

He points at me. “See? That’s exactly what I mean. You couldn’t give a shit about what I think, could you?”

“I don’t see why I would.”

His face darkens. “I don’t see why you would either. Why anyone would.” He inhales sharply, sounding almost pained. “Yet, somehow, they do. Or, at least, the ladies do.”

I don’t like that look. It makes me feel sad, which is just ridiculous, since I barely know him and what I do know I’m not even sure I like. I try to lighten the mood by shoving his shoulder. “Oh, yeah, I’m so sure you’re complaining about all the women who are just dying to please you.”

He shoots me that same amused grin. “Are you volunteering?”

“Not even remotely, buddy.”

“It’s Jet,” he says.

I shake my head. “I’m sorry, but I refuse to call you that.”

“Well, now we’re at an impasse. You refuse to call me by my nickname yet you’re not ready for my real name either. The only other option is for you to make up your own name for me. Either way, it implies a certain level of intimacy, don’t you think?”

“I don’t know you well enough to give you a nickname.” I think for a moment. “Unless you like the sound of Cocky Ass.”

He pretends to think about that. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Well, then. I guess we are at an impasse.” I’m actually starting to enjoy myself. He may be cocky, but it’s been ages since I’ve actually flirted with a guy like this. When I hook up at parties the talking phase doesn’t usually last this long.

“I think I have a solution,” he says, holding up a finger in triumph. “Taylor!”

“Why would I call you Taylor?”

“Because it’s my last name.”

It’s my turn to laugh. “Okay. Taylor it is.”

He holds out his hand to shake mine. His skin is warm against my palm, his grip firm. I have a sudden urge to feel his hand curled around the back of my neck, and I release his fingers before my palm starts to sweat.

“So, Zoe,” Taylor says, his gaze flicking down to my legs before meeting my eyes once more. “What’s your story?”

“My story?”

He nods. “Yeah. What do you do? Who do you know? What do you like? Your story.”

If only my story really were that simple—a collection of answers to meaningless questions. I look down at my hands.  A weight fills my stomach as I consider how I would answer if I could be honest. If I could actually tell him—or anyone—my real story.

“You okay?”

I look up and realize he’s watching my face closely. I force a smile and nod.  “Maybe too much vodka.” I hold up the bottle, glad for the excuse. From the look on his face I’m not sure he bought it, so I hurry to answer his original question. “I’m a student at MCC.” I peek at him from the corner of my eye for any reaction to the name of the local community college. If he grew up in this neighborhood I’ll bet he’s one of the kids who goes to an actual university.

When he only nods, I go on. “I’m not working right now, so I’m taking classes all summer.” I leave out the reason for my unemployment. I can imagine how he’d react to that—talk about putting a damper on our flirting.

“What are you studying at MCC?”

More details I don’t want to get into. “This was my first year. I haven’t really decided on a major yet.”

He looks concerned. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-one.” I blush again. I’m too exposed to this guy. I don’t want him asking questions about why I waited so long to enroll in classes. But his face relaxes.

“Good. When you said it was your first year I was worried you were a teenager for a minute there.”

“Why would it matter if I was a teenager?” I ask, a flirtatious note in my voice. He only grins at me, a purely wicked grin, and my face grows hotter.

“What about you?” I ask, embarrassed by my reaction. “What’s your story?”

“I work at the body shop in town. We mostly do repairs, but sometimes we get some refurbs to do, which is what I really prefer.”

That isn’t the answer I expected. “School?”

He shakes his head. “Never really saw the point.”

“So you live here all year?” It doesn’t make sense. Why hadn’t I ever come across him if he wasn’t away at school all year?

“All four miserable seasons.”

“They’re not all miserable. Spring is nice.”

“Whatever. Spring lasts about two minutes. It goes from cold as hell to hot as balls around here.”

I have to laugh at that. “I was just thinking that tonight. That spring went way too fast.” I pause. “I wasn’t ready for summer.”

“Me either,” he says, his voice soft. I look over at him. He’s staring at the ground. He looks about a million miles away. I wonder what it is about summer that he doesn’t like, but I don’t press. I know what it feels like to dread something as inevitable as the change of season.

“Can I have a sip of that?” Taylor points at the bottle in my hand. I’d almost forgotten it was there. I take a swig before passing it to him, wiping my mouth on the back of my arm as the warmth fills my belly.

“Impressive,” Taylor says, nodding at me as he takes the bottle and follows suit. “You didn’t even grimace.”

I shrug. “I like vodka.”

“Okay, so I know you like vodka and picking fights with girls at parties. What else makes you tick?”

“I didn’t pick that fight!” I say, my voice a little too loud. “That bitch got mouthy with Ellie.”

“And that’s a mistake, huh?”

“You have no idea.”

“You’re not like most of the girls I know,” he says and nods down at Ellie to include her in his assessment.

“What does that mean?”

“Well, most girls don’t chug vodka straight from the bottle. And most girls don’t actually get in fights at kegs. When a girl says she’s going to kick someone’s ass, I can pretty much always assume she’s full of shit.”

“Ellie and I don’t mess around with stuff like that. We’ve had to stand up for ourselves way too often for it to be a joke. When Ellie threatens someone, she means it.”

“You too?”

I nod. “Though I don’t feel the need to threaten quite as often as she does.” I meet his eyes. “But when I say something, I mean it.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” His voice is a soft rasp that makes the hair on the backs of my arms stand up. I stare at his lips, wishing I could kiss him. Why had I been so stupid and told him I prefer conversation to cheesy lines? I could be making out with this hottie right now if I had kept my mouth shut and laughed at his little jokes like any other girl.

“How long have you guys known each other?” he asks.

It takes me a second to come back to the conversation. “Ellie? We’ve been tight for a few years now. I guess we started hanging out when we were seventeen.”  I manage to keep my voice casual, as if that year, and the circumstances surrounding our becoming friends, hadn’t been any big deal. “What about you? You said you grew up with Preston? Are you guys tight?”

He lifts one shoulder. “Not particularly. I mean, I guess we were. But we don’t have a lot in common anymore.”

That’s a little cryptic. Does that mean he doesn’t live in one of these huge mansions on this side of town? Or is it simply that he stayed home and got a job while Preston went off to school?

“He’s not a bad guy, though,” Taylor says. “His parents travel a lot, so he throws a ton of parties in the summer.”

“Maybe I’ll see you at another one of them.”  

He’s quiet for a moment as he holds my gaze. “I hope I see you regardless.”

His tone makes my stomach flip and all in a rush I’m frightened. Am I getting in too far here? Flirting at a party is one thing, making plans to see each other after tonight is another. To my great relief, Ellie chooses that moment to wake up fully.

She moans as she sits up. “Ugh, I have a headache. Zoe, you weren’t supposed to let me mix beer and pot. You know this.”

“I warned you,” I say. “You told me to fuck off.”

She laughs weakly, rubbing her head. “That does sound like something I’d say.” She pulls her phone from her pocket and starts to type. “Let’s find Hunter. I’m in need of sustenance. I want pancakes.”

“Mmm, pancakes,” Hunter says, as he walks up behind her. “I’m in.”

Ellie holds up her phone. “I was just texting you.”

He taps his forehead. “I could sense that my presence was desired.”

I look over at Taylor. “I guess we’re leaving.” Somehow I’m both disappointed and relieved.

“I guess so.”

I know it’s better to leave before I start getting any weird ideas about seeing him again, but I still feel a sense of letdown. I’ll never get to find out what it’s like to kiss that gorgeous mouth. To trail my tongue across that jaw…

As I start to stand, Taylor grabs my hand. “I’ll be seeing you, Zoe. That’s a promise.”

I look down at him, not knowing what to say. I should discourage him, tell him I’m not interested. But I just can’t do it. “We’ll see,” I murmur, then turn to help hoist Ellie into a standing position.

“Let’s find Everett,” Hunter says. “He’s the DD tonight. Why’s it so dark down here?” He looks around the room. “Hey, Everett!” he shouts. “I want pancakes!”

Everett’s laugh sounds from across the room, and we head off in that direction. I refuse to turn around to take a last look at Taylor. Even though we aren’t heading home yet, leaving the party takes me one step closer to my real life.

And there is no place for anything as beautiful as Jet Taylor in my real life.

**Escape In You will be released October 15th!**

It’s Almost Here!

The cover for my new book is going to be revealed on Wednesday. I’m super excited! There are a lot of awesome bloggers who are going to help me with the big reveal, which makes me particularly happy because I love book bloggers. I’ve found some of my favorite books through the blogs of people who are passionate about reading.

The new book is called Escape In You. It’s going to be published on October 15th, which is just about two weeks away. Eeek! I’m going to post an excerpt here the day of the cover reveal. In the meantime, here’s the blurb so you can see what it’s all about. Hope everyone is having a great start to your week!

Escape In You

Jet Taylor is the quintessential bad boy. A womanizer. A fighter. Dangerous. The type of guy most girls do their best to avoid. But Zoe Janes is no saint herself. In fact, she sees in Jet the perfect opportunity to distract herself from her responsibilities at home and the mistakes that keep her trapped there. He’s gorgeous, likes to party, and is clearly only interested in having fun—just like Zoe.

The more time they spend together, the harder it is for Zoe to stick to her “fun only” mantra. Jet is getting under her skin, making her believe things could actually be different. She knows they’re both trapped by the sins of their past but Jet is starting to make her think freedom might actually be possible.

And that makes him the most dangerous boy of all.

Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iTunes, and Kobo October 15th!

New Book!

*To check out my post for the Chick Lit Blog Hop, head over here.*

Happy Tuesday! I hope everyone is waking up safe and sound this morning. The images from Oklahoma are so heartbreaking. My prayers are with everyone who is waking up to so much destruction today. I encourage everyone to do what they can to help. You can visit the Red Cross here to see how you can help. I found that the easiest, fastest way to contribute was to simply text the word REDCROSS to 90999.

It feels quite insignificant on a day like this, but the news in my little corner of the universe is that Lovestruck in London is finally here. You can check it out for your kindle here or for your nook here. I’m still waiting on the iTunes link but I’ll let you know as soon as it’s live over there.

I’m closing the contest from last week and will be announcing the winner later this afternoon. Good luck to everyone who entered!

I’m doing one last contest to celebrate the release. I’ll be giving another $25 Amazon gift card to a random member of my mailing list. All you have to do to be eligible to win is sign up here for the mailing list. I only send out newsletters to alert members of new books, sales, and occasional contests. I promise I won’t clog up your inbox;)

Don’t forget you can also win ebooks and maybe even a brand new kindle by participating in the Chick Lit Author Blog Hop. Check out the details here.

Have a good day, everyone. Stay safe and give lots of hugs today!

 

 

Book Release!

I’m doing a happy dance! That can only mean one thing–my book must have come out today! (oh, and Vampire Diaries is on. That makes me do a happy dance too)

I’m so excited, anxious, nervous, and happy for people to finally get the chance to read the book I’ve been working so hard on. This is always kind of a terrifying moment. Like, I-think-I-might-puke kind of terror. I know I’m getting close to release day when I start having nightmares that I uploaded the wrong file. Hitting that publish button on Amazon requires a great amount of blind faith. But it’s also one of the most exciting, awesome feelings in the world. I’m so glad I get to experience it!

On a related topic, this is chick lit month! Next week I’m participating in a blog hop–I’m going to post a bunch of information tomorrow. There’s going to be prizes and giveaways and lots of new authors to discover. I hope everyone checks it out!

And if you want to check out my new book, that would be pretty awesome, too! You can follow this link to find the kindle version on Amazon. The paperback isn’t showing up quite yet, but i’ll let you know when it does! if you want to stop back in and let me know what you think, I’d love to hear it!

In Search of a Love Story for Kindle.

Oh, Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas out there. Have a great weekend!

So much excitement! So much!!

Things are moving right along with the release of my fourth book, In Search of a Love Story. I can say with a good amount of certainty that it will be available for your kindle reading pleasure on Thursday, May 10th (paperback might take a little longer). Huzzah!

I am really excited about this book. Like, really, really excited. Writing it was kind of a struggle for me. I had a hard time getting into a flow until about half way through the writing process. I think I was just so used to writing about the Three Girls I had a hard time getting into a different character’s head. But once I did, I became really attached to this story and these characters. Because the writing process wasn’t all sunshine and roses, I think I feel even more strongly about this book. It’s all well and good to be proud of something that came easy–creating something that was hard fought gives even more satisfaction.

The reaction of readers to the Three Girls series was so positive and amazing. I really, really hope you guys like the new one as much. I know I do! I’ve sold more than 40,000 copies of the Three Girls books since January, which is absolutely mind blowing. I don’t know that I can ever really live up to that kind of response, and that’s okay. If people read and like this next book, I’ll be pleased as punch!

So to give you some idea of what I’ve been working on (and obsessing about. And sweating over. And crying about), I wanted to share with you the synopsis. And if you haven’t seen it on Facebook, I’ll also post the cover. My designer, Scarlett Rugers, once again did an AMAZING job on the cover art. Seriously, she is the best. My books would be wallowing in obscurity and none of you would have ever heard of them if it wasn’t for her awesomeness and eye-catching covers.

So, without further ado, I present In Search of a Love Story!

Emily Donovan doesn’t have a romantic bone in her body.

At least, that’s what her friends Ryan and Ashley keep telling her. They’re convinced her bad luck with men is directly related to her life-long lack of interest in all things romantic. When Emily’s latest relationship crashes and burns, she decides to go along with her friends’ plans for a romance research project. Sure, the idea that she’ll have better luck if she learns about the great romances of literature and film seems a little silly, but Emily figures it can’t hurt.

In no time at all, Emily finds herself buried under a mountain of romance novels, chick flicks, and sappy love songs, hopeful that her hard work will pay off with true love. When she meets Greg, Ashley and Ryan are convinced she’s found prince charming—after all, he’s rich, handsome, and totally into Emily. What more could she want? And why isn’t her friend Elliot exactly happy for her?

Faced with misunderstandings, miscommunications, and a seemingly endless string of missteps, she is nevertheless determined to give love a try. In doing so, Emily will eventually find that true romance, the kind that lasts, has little to do with stereotypes or clichés, and everything to do with finding out what’s in her own heart.

In Search of a Love Story, available on Amazon.com May 10th, 2012!