- Cover Reveal – The Hunted by HJ Bellus

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Revenge. Blood. Lies. Hate.

The good guy is the bad guy and the bad guy is the good guy.

Or is that what they want you to believe?

In a city where crime is at an all time high and new mutilated bodies are showing up every day, who do you trust?

He’s the silent neighbor who vanishes at night and reappears when the morning news is reporting on the latest victim.

How do you know this?

You watch him through the curtains as his silent stalker. Everything about him is twisted, but you can’t get past his stare. It’s hypnotizing and the hardest pull you’ve ever experienced…you know it’s all wrong.

Then he walks through your front door covered in blood.

Who will you trust?

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I’m just a simple girl who loves the country life.. .oh yeah! & a good corn dog! Throw in a little Vanilla Ice, and shits bound to get crazy! Be brave…

-Loves country life & music
-Gets the case of the “eff-its” often
-Loves Big
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-love corn dogs & candy…. & (sex & candaaay)
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- Cover Reveal – Dismantled by Yara Greathouse

Title: Dismantled
Series: Girls On Top Series
Author: Yara Greathouse
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 18, 2015
Cover Design: Rebecca Berto of Berto Designs
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What happens when a stranger takes everything from you in the blink of an eye? When your life goes from perfection to hell and you aren’t sure if you want to climb out of the hole you’re in or dig down deeper?
Events from Traxx Maxwell’s past prevent him from getting into serious relationships and he likes it that way. One unexpected day, hell breaks loose. “The Incident” happens. Traxx is forced to watch something that no one should ever see. He starts to fall into a person that no one recognizes. There is darkness moving within him – he is broken inside.
While she’s waiting for Traxx to quit his slutty ways and really notice her, Ciara Collins is dating other guys and having fun. One unexpected day “The Incident” takes over Traxx’s life. While he tries to push everyone away, Ciara refuses to retreat. Can she help him put his fractured life back together or will he have to remain this shattered shell, completely dismantled?
And just when life seems somewhat bearable, the creepers who have been quietly observing and enjoying Traxx’s suffering, have decided to take everything away from him – once and for all.
This is a story about how the unexpected can make someone’s life fall into pieces, and how unconditional love and friendship can help those who are dismantled become whole again.
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Yara Greathouse likes to write contemporary romance dashed with elements of suspense. She grew up in Dominican Republic, moved to the Unites States at the age of 17 and served in the US Army. Always an animated storyteller, she finally gave into her friends’ requests for her to write. Her first series, “Girls On Top” is about strong female lead characters and the sexy alpha males who love them. 
She currently resides in Texas, but calls Georgia her “home” state. She lives with her husband, has two boys, a dog (Hank) and a cat (Mollie) who acts like a spoiled child. Her days are dedicated to a job she loves as a Business Analyst, and during her free time she writes, takes care of her family, and indulges on her love of reading, cooking and travel. She loves to hear from readers, bloggers and other authors. You can find her at:
Email: YaraWrites@hotmail.com


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Cover Reveal ♥ Giveaway – JAX by Kelly Gendron

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Title: Jax (Breaking The Declan Brothers #1)

Author: Kelly Gendron

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 17, 2015


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“Some boys can get rough, some don’t always listen when you tell them to stop, and some boys, they’re just monsters. You gotta be careful who you play with…” ~ Jax Declan

I’m a tease, always have been. In my teens, Jax Declan tried to warn me about staying away from the bad boys. The only boy I ever wanted was Jax. But, no matter how much I tried to play with him, he rejected me.

I haven’t see Jax Declan in years. A couple friends and I are going back to the Bayou for the summer. A little older now, and a bit wiser, I’ve decided that I’m going to find my teenage crush and I’m going to break him. This summer Jax Declan will play with me.

But the closer I get and the more I learn about the reserved, discreet, and sexy Jax Declan. Well, I’m starting to think that Jax Declan might just be one of those bad boys he tried to warn me about all those years ago.

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Kelly’s motto ~ “Bad boys, give ‘em a little time and experience, and they will evolve into misbehaving men!” And what hot-blooded woman doesn’t want a naughty, all grown up bad boy?

Kelly Gendron is the author of the TroubleMaker series, the up and coming series ~ Breaking the Declan Brothers, and a few other romantic suspense novels.

When she’s not writing steamy, blush producing romances, she’s out meeting new people while representing a group of reputable nursing facilities. You can find Kelly in a quiet suburb, somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls. If you Google her, she’ll pop up there too. And, please do find her. Kelly loves to hear from her readers, and meeting new people.

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Cover Reveal – Hitchhiker by Stacy Borel

Title: Hitchhiker
Author: Stacy Borel
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Coming: Early 2015
Photographer: FuriousFotog (Golden Czermak)
Cover Designer: Kassi’s Kandids (Kassi Bland Cooper)
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Lonely and lost, I knew I had to leave, even though I didn’t know where I was headed. Driving without a purpose, I let the roads lead. I was just a shell of my former self, devoid of feelings. Hoping I’d find the missing pieces of myself along the way. 
Then I saw him—those menacing deep brown eyes, and an air around him that was formidable. I knew that picking up a hitchhiker was a dangerous thing to do, but I was desperate. 
Desperate for what, you ask? 
To feel.
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“The heart sees what’s invisible to the eye.”- H. Jackson Brown Jr.
funny how life takes you through different twists and turns. As children, we
don’t think, “When I grow up, I want to be in a relationship where it seemed
like a fairy tale in the beginning, but sadly I’m soon undervalued and pushed
aside. Then I think I want to find a stranger on the side of the road and fall
in love with him. I want him to take me down a dark and dangerous path that
could potentially destroy me and make me mentally unstable.” Could you just
imagine if we knew then what we know now, after having lived through hell? What
paths we would have avoided just to prevent the struggle and heartache? Would
you still pick the same course so you could feel it, just once? To know what it
was really like to love someone with your very essence, only to have it ripped
away? The burn, the loss, the grief, the dry crusted tears on your face? The
earth-shattering moment you knew you were well and truly gone and never coming
back? Or would you choose safety—the known, monotonous days—and comfort?
                I think
if I were given these options all those years ago, I would have picked the
second one. As humans, we crave safety and routine. However, having lived
through the moments when I thought my next breath would be my last without him
by my side… I’d pick the pain. Why? Because it was real. I fought a hard and
valiant battle to deny the lust and passion, as if I had a choice. I didn’t
step into it with my eyes closed. Oh no, they were wide open and saw the road
signs that glared in my face.
fucking happening.
fooling yourself.
will kill you.


see, my heart knew what it wanted. It claimed him. The law of attraction did
not give me a choice in the matter. That battle that I fought, it wasn’t with
him. It was with myself. I tried to go back and remember what it was like
before I met him. Who I was, how I acted, how I spoke, the patterns of my life.
There was no remembering anything. That girl was gone. The girl I am now… well,
I am still falling down a rabbit hole. And this bitch is a bottomless pit.
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I’m a Coast Guard wife and currently a stay at home mom. I want to be a nurse when I “grow up.” My incredibly handsome husband and I have been married for 9 years and I have 2 amazing children that keep life interesting. 
I am an obsessive reader. I go through 3-5 books a week on my Kindle and I whole-heartedly support my indie authors. After reading well over a couple hundred books this year, I decided I might give it a shot writing my own book. I dabbled with a few ideas and finally settled on a story I know I’d personally read and I began the journey of creating Ever Enough. I appreciate all the support I’ve been given by my family, friends, and fellow indie authors. You’ve all shaped my view on life and books and I’ll be forever grateful!



Cover Reveal – Promise Me by Hilary Wynne

Title: Promise Me
Series: Alexa Reed #3
Author: Hilary Wynne
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: February 17, 2015
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It’s the romance novel you’ve been waiting for: Book three in the Alexa Reed series by Amazon

bestselling author Hilary Wynne.

Alexa Reed finally has it all: a new lease on life, a bright future with the man of her dreams, a job she

loves, and a great group of friends. She believes in her own happiness again.

Is it too good to last?

Alexa’s bliss is short-lived when an unexpected situation threatens the love she and Julian share.

Suddenly, she has to choose whether to STAY and HOLD ON, or run.

The pain is too much. She runs. She runs away from Julian and from a life she can no longer be a part of.

But love is never that simple and an unusual twist of fate leads them back to each other … although

everything is different.

They’ve changed.

Julian struggles to trust Alexa. She has a secret that threatens to ruin their fragile relationship. Alexa

knows she has to tell Julian the truth, even if it destroys any chance of happiness.

They say love conquers all, but can it conquer betrayal from someone who has promised to love you


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Sometimes you can be so damaged that nothing can heal the destruction that has been caused your soul.

But then sometimes if you are really blessed you will be given a second chance and that is what this

installment of Alexa’s life is all about. While reading this book your emotions will run rampant with

what ifs and why nots! The feelings that you experience as you read this story make an unforgettable

impression on your heart and will not be easily forgotten. – Twin Sisters Rockin’ Book Reviews

Hilary Wynne has completely blown me away yet again! This series has quickly become a favorite

of mine. I became emotionally attached to these characters in book 1 “Stay”. This book was no

different. In this book I cried a lot, got so frustrated and then said WTF. Hilary hits you with a

twist you don’t see coming. – Eye Candy Bookstore

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We’re walking to our table in the back when I feel a strong arm reach around my waist and pull me back a little. I know it’s Julian by the way he smells and the feel of his chest against my back. My pulse quickens. I try to turn around, but he holds me tightly against him and whispers in my ear.

“I’m not sure I approve of this dress in my restaurant. I just watched a few men choke on their food when you walked by. Not to mention you’ve made several ladies very unhappy. It doesn’t leave much to the imagination, mi amor. Es un poquito corto, no?”

I can feel the heat from his body against my back. I can also feel him harden. I grab his hand and spin around so I’m facing him. I put my lips to his ear and whisper back. “I guess it wouldn’t be a good idea to tell you I’m not wearing any panties, would it?”

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Have you ever woken up one day and said, “Today’s the day I’m going to do (insert thing here)?” Well, I did, and the result is my first novel, Stay. I always thought of myself as a decent writer, and then a trip down memory lane through my ninth grade book of poetry confirmed it. I realize that I have always had a romantic side and a way with words. With support from my husband and kids (and an unspoken agreement to leave me alone for a few hours every night), I embarked on this incredible writing journey.
I’m originally from sunny Southern California and spent my summers in South Florida. I attended college at FSU and received my Masters in New Mexico. I finally settled in the Washington, DC area. My happy place has always been anywhere near the water.
When I’m not writing, I help run a business with my husband, watch an inordinate amount of sports (my kids play something 365 days a year), indulge my competitive spirit on the tennis court, and spend time with my awesome family and friends.
I am an avid reader, but find my characters feel neglected when I hang out with other author’s characters for too long. When I do read, historical fiction is my favorite genre. I love traveling and experiencing different cultures, places, and times.
I feel so blessed that my love of books inspired me to finally do something that I forgot I had always dreamed about doing.
My someday has arrived!
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Cover Reveal – Moonlight Fade by Sabrina Archer

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Moonlight Fade by
Sabrina Archer
Release Date:  February 3, 2015
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With all darkness there is light. Sometimes you have to look really deep within yourself to see it and if you don’t the darkness will consume you.

Scarlet Coxs world has been turned upside down. Her best friends birth mother has taken away everything from her and in a chaotic turn of events she meets someone she has seen in her vision. This man with his bright hazel eyes and dark auburn hair turns out to be much more than she anticipated.

The darkness in her soul, as a result of a curse placed on her by a scorned woman, grows stronger with each passing day. With Madeline and Ravens help her curse is broken, but not entirely. The darkness lingers within and is a constant threat to her soul. With a blooming romance and a fear of what she has seen, Scarlet must make the ultimate decision before the darkness becomes all consuming. Will Madeline be able to pull her from the brink? Can she stay and risk becoming the weak link or must she go to ensure the survival of those she now calls family?

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Hello. I’m Sabrina! I’m a mother of three ages 3, 6 and 9. I’m a full time cake decorator, full time mom and have recently written my first official book. I’ve written for years and have always wanted to be published. It’s a dream I’ve had since I was diagnosed with leukemia at 11. Here I am 23 years later finally fulfilling that dream. 

I studied business administration and management at Gulf Coast State College. I never have been able to do much with that living in a small town. I do enjoy my job, I get to be creative and messy, ( think finger painting for adults) and it inspires me to write. 

My book may not be literary work of art but it was fun to write!

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Cover Reveal – Hourglass Cubed by K.S Smith & Megan Smith

Title: Hourglass Cubed

Authors: K.S. Smith & Megan C. Smith

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing

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Love him, or loathe him — there is no denying that Lucas Wellington is eye candy at its finest.

 Lucas Wellington has tried relationships, tried so hard he dated two girls at one time and paid the cost dearly when they caught him red-handed. Now Luke is back to his bachelor ways and enjoying all it has to offer, that is, until he literally gets ran over by one woman who won’t give him the time of day. Determined to get this new challenge beneath him in bed, Luke pulls out all the stops until he is successful. But when Luke realizes that Julianna’s hold on him is just as strong he panics.

 Julianna Grimaldi is the physical therapist for the Denver Broncos and has heard all about the one and only Luke Wellington. Having witnessed his destruction first hand, she is immune to all of his charm and charisma, or at least that’s what she thinks. Trying with all her might to spare her heart she resists Luke at every turn, but eventually he tears down her walls and makes her see that there may be more to the Denver Playboy than meets the eye. 


The question remains though, will Luke fall back on old habits and break Julianna’s heart or will he finally meet his match and find love.
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K.S. Smith is an aspiring new contemporary romance author. When she is not writing you will most likely find her tanning on the beautiful Florida beaches, spending time with her family and friends or dedicating her time to the military through her favorite non-profit organization.

K.S. Smith was born and raised in Tampa, FL and continues to build her life there in her new home with her boyfriend of ten years who will hopefully one day put all book boyfriends to shame with an out of this world proposal.





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Megan Smith was born and raised in beautiful Tampa, Florida where she spent her days falling in love with fictional characters from a very young age.

After marrying her best friend she relocated to North Carolina to support her husband’s career as a U.S. Marine. During her time in North Carolina Megan was blessed with 3 beautiful children who have kept her constantly busy chasing after them and enjoying the daily routine of motherhood.

Most recently Megan and her family have relocated to St. Petersburg, Florida where she has spent the past few months achieving her lifelong dream of publishing her very first novel; as well as continuing to submerge herself in some of her favorite books while appreciating a glass of wine and her favorite, salted pretzel Milanos. 








Cover Reveal – Make Me Forget by Brandy Lynn

Title: Make Me Forget
Author: Brandy Lynn
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Release Date: February 23, 2015
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*Inspired by true events*
Where do you turn when the ones who are supposed to love you most, hurt you? 
When is enough, enough? 
That is the exact question Chloe Evans had when she escaped her own personal hell that terrifying night. Even though the road to rebuilding her life has been tough, she’s spent the last two years trying to mend her battered soul. Doubting that all her efforts are even worth it, she begins to feel she will forever be tied to the man who took everything away from her. 
Ryder Matthews is the epitome of what most girls associate with perfection. With his good looks, bad boy persona, multiple tattoos and piercings he is every girl’s fantasy; every girl except Chloe Evans that is. Ryder sees Chloe as a challenge…one that he’s more than confident he will win.
Drew Nichols is every girls dream guy. He’s sweet, sincere, trusting, and most of all patient. He’s exactly what Chloe needs in her life, but is he who she wants? 
We all have things in life we’d like to forget about. Some bigger than others. When Chloe uses college as her diversion to escape the memories will either of them be able to make her forget?
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There’s a huge banner hanging above the entrance that says, Welcome Freshmen. Distracted with reading it, I almost collide with my resident adviser.

Popping her gum she sticks out her hand and says “Hey, I’m Erin, the RA for your floor and you are?”

Wiping my clammy hands on my jeans I stick out my hand, “Chloe Evans.”

She shakes it, then untucks a clipboard from under her arm and flips through the attached stack of papers. “Okay…” she runs her fingers over the pages. “Evans, Chloe… let me see. Here you are. You are in room 306. Third floor,” she replies cheerily.

“Great. Thank you,” I say. Time to unpack. I head back to my car to grab a couple of boxes. Heaving two boxes and a bag out of my trunk, I turn to head up to my dorm when suddenly I lose my grip, my toe hitches on the curb and just before I face-plant on the concrete, I’m caught by two strong arms that pull me back to my feet.

For a moment, all I can see are muscular arms covered in tattoos. I catch a glimpse of the name Matthews written in black Celtic script running the length of his forearm from below his elbow to his wrist. When I look up, his striking cobalt blue eyes distract me from my embarrassment. His jet-black hair looks just long enough for me to run my fingers through it and I’ll be damned if that’s not exactly what I want to do. His thick lips are spread wide in a charming smile. His features are strong and his jaw line is chiseled, softened only by a day’s worth of stubble. He’s the paragon of masculine beauty.

Dumbstruck, I flush with embarrassment. I’m staring but who wouldn’t stare at him? He’s amused; I can see it in his eyes.

“Tha –Than – Thank you,” I stutter. Geez, Chloe could you sound anymore ridiculous, I scold myself. Get your shit together. Despite the cautioning voices in my head, I hesitate to detach myself from his arms. Somehow I find the strength to step back just a bit.

“No problem, sweetheart. Next time watch those curbs. I may not always be around.” He winks and at first I’m speechless, then almost immediately indignant.

“I am not your sweetheart.” I’ve never been a fan of nicknames which is why I’m so upset at his callous use of one. Just hearing the word ‘sweetheart’ makes me cringe. That term is not a term of endearment for me. It brings back memories. Memories that I don’t want unleashed and demons that I don’t want chasing me. I’ve spent years ridding myself of those dark times and I do not want to go backwards.

“Not yet,” he replies. Those two words threaten to make me weak in the knees. His voice is a dark rich baritone, like an audible dessert. He is definitely confident and arrogant, I think to myself. Either way, I am ready to give it back to him.

“Yet? I stare at him questioning with large doe-eyes. I cannot believe the audacity this guy has. “You’re awful confident for just meeting me,” I balk.

“I enjoy a challenge princess,” he winks, walking away. Who the fuck was that? And, what the hell just happened to me?

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Brandy Lynn resides in Richmond, Virginia with her husband, teenage son, and furry friend. She’s a retired blogger, chocoholic, aspiring writer, wine lover, avid reader, procrastinator, animal lover, and a craft fanatic. Her debut novel, Make Me Forget is scheduled to release on February 23, 2015.
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Cover Reveal ♥ Her Soldier by Hj Bellus

Release Date:  March 10th
  Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Photography By: Perrywinkle Photography
Models:  Teale Shawn Murdock & Aaron Lesue’
Cover Design: RedbirdDesigns
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Sergeant Jeremiah Abbner died in the line of duty serving his
country. Or at least that’s what the newspapers said…
The US Government handed him a new identity, and
strict orders not to make contact with anyone from his past. As far as society
was concerned Sergeant Jeremiah Abbner was dead, and buried six feet under. 
Not having contact with his ex-wife would be
easy. She was a manipulator and a cheater. 
Not seeing his daughter on the other hand would
devastate him… 
Beau Morgan, aka Jeremiah, settles down in a
town far away from everything he’s ever known. Coping with the trauma he’s
experienced and discovering a new life Beau finds himself the most aggressive
he’s ever been. His blood simmers with rage while his fists are thirsty to let
it all out . 
In the middle of his own living hell he never
expected to run into an old familiar face. And to top it off, one who
recognized him as Jeremiah. 
He’s vowed never to love again, but as
circumstances land him in the arms of a woman, Jenni Lee, this time he may not
have a choice, as she rarely takes no for an answer. 
Can Beau Morgan control his temper long enough
to settle into his new life? Or will resentment taint him forever?



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Streetlights whiz past my peripheral vision as I roar down Main Street to the restaurant. The
familiar rage inside me begins to boil. Just the mention of that name can do
dangerous things to me internally. I never want to hear it again. Everything
was taken away from me with that name.
I try to focus on Michelle’s face instead of the rage. She looked so different,
yet it was the same girl. I could tell from her tattoo. What a mysterious mind
fuck that girl is. I searched everywhere for her after the night she abandoned
me at the tattoo parlor. Her wrist. Holy fuck. It hits me if that’s Michelle, I
knew then she’d have a lump on her wrist, because I can guarantee she never
visited a hospital.  The night we spent together was something magical. There aren’t many things in my
life I’d classify as magical—my gran’s baking, the birth of my child, and that
night with her. She had a serious effect on me, but ran. She literally ran off
into the night. I deployed two months later. End of story.
My thoughts occupied me while loading the food and heading back to the reception.
As I step out of the delivery truck, a sound catches my ear. It’s not one many
would pick up on, but I do easily. Someone is being beaten. The darkness of the
night with the faraway lights makes it easier for me to detect the sound of
bones being beaten. I spent many nights this way.
The ground is uneven, with little paths leading in every direction. Being
unfamiliar with the lay of the land is making it beyond difficult to maneuver
my way to the punches. A desperate plea sounds, making me damn near desperate
to find where it’s coming from. Instinctively, I reach for my gun, but only
find keys in my pocket. Army life is still so second nature that even after
years I find myself reverting to old habits.
“You fucking cunt.” The voice becomes clearer, and the surroundings light up a bit.
Finally rounding a corner, I spot a petite blonde cowered down on the ground
with a brooding man standing above her. It’s clear by the sheer size of the man
he would be able to snap her neck in a second. The pale pink color of the
wedding party catches my eye, and instantly I wonder if it’s Michelle. There’s
way too much blonde hair. It’s not her.
The blonde lifts her face up from the ground, and this is when I lose it. Blood is
flowing down her face, making her features difficult to recognize. Her hair is
pulled out of its fancy up-do. The man jerks her up by the hair to a standing
position. Everything inside me boils. Clearly, the situation is exactly what I think it is.
“You’re going home with me right now, Jenni. I’ll fucking drag you if I have to.” The
man pulls the helpless woman closer to him, tearing her pink dress with the
action. “You’ll never hang around the Wilks boys again.”
Stepping into the slice of light covering the duo, I ask, “Is there a problem here?”
I feel the rage inside me boil further, if that’s even possible, when her brown
eyes reflect back at me. She’s beyond desperate and scared. I’ve seen this look
on civilians before, and every time it turns on a switch within me. I’m not
playing the hero card. It’s more like knowing the difference between right and
wrong and acting on it. It takes someone to make a stand.
The blonde is pulled even tighter into the man, and the sound of her dress being completely
ripped from the top of her body fills the air.
“We’re fucking fine, man. Leave.”
I move in closer to the situation, watching her reaction as I do. Once I make eye
contact with her, I don’t break it. “I’m not talking to you. I’m talking to the
young lady.” My gaze bores holes into her desperate eyes. “Are you okay?”
She begins to speak, but the man rips on her hair again. This time is enough. I
don’t wait for an answer or another moan of pain from the woman. Before I know
what is happening, I step up and hammer the man in the face. Taken by surprise,
he lets go of the girl. I grab for her and push her behind me to safety. However,
my need to punish this man isn’t nearly satisfied. He’ll pay for every single
ounce of pain he’s inflicted on her. My fists fly into action, nailing him with each blow. Now the sound of crunching
bones is caused by me and well deserved. I leave him with one final kick to the
ribs. I’m fairly certain he’s unconscious, as his moans and begging have now
stopped. I wipe my bloody knuckles on the back of my pants before turning to
face the woman. 
She’s cowered back down on the ground with her face buried. Her blonde mane is
splayed out over knees and is dappled with spots of blood. I’m pretty sure
she’s past the point of being cleaned up to go back to the wedding.
“Are you okay?” I mentally berate myself for asking such a dumbass question. Of
course she’s not okay. My hands fumble a bit before they finally grab for her
and rest on the top of her knee. I push away her loose hair before I find her
exposed kneecap, which is scraped up too. “What can I do?”
  She doesn’t respond with words. Instead her
body shudders as her tears flow. She’s beyond talking and clearly not okay.
“I’m going to get you out of here.” I pat her knee, finding a piece of her flesh
that’s not damaged. I run my hand up and down this spot trying to comfort her.
“I’m going to pack you to my truck and take you where you need to go. Would you
like me to let anyone know you’re leaving?”
I watch as her long hair sways back and forth, signaling no.
“No to me helping you, or to letting someone know?”
She slowly drags her head up to look at me, with her hair matted to both sides of
her face. Her left eye is swollen shut, while most of the blood has started to
dry up.
“Don’t tell anyone, please. I need to leave,” escapes her cut lips.
Without any further questioning, I stand and go back to the man who caused all of this
and give him a little more of what I think of him. This time the sound of his
bone crushing under my fist feels even better than last time.
I don’t take long because I don’t want to leave her in too much pain and in front
of her assailant. Slowly and with more ease than I’ve used in years, I pick her
up in my arms. The top half of her dress falls away from her body, while the
skirt portion barely hangs onto her. She’s tense in my arms, not one bit
relaxed or comforted.
I’ll never understand the urge to lay a hand on a woman. I’ve been pissed before at
the opposite sex, but using my fists to solve the problem has never even
crossed my mind.
With each step I take toward the parking lot, I feel her become more panicked. Her
tiny hands grab at my biceps, clenching tight.
“It’s okay. I’m just going to take you to my truck, and then to wherever you need to
go.” She finally makes eye contact with me, and I think she might believe I’m
not the enemy, but I want to reassure her. “I won’t hurt you. I can even call
the cops right now and get you help.”
Music fills the dark night air as we close in on the parking lot. When she hears the
music, she begins to sob in my arms.
“Do you want me to go get one of your friends?”
Her sobs continue as she clings harder to my arm, but the rest of her body begins
to relax a bit. I desperately want to keep talking to her, or even hold her
longer to show her I’m not the enemy and will never hurt her. I’m not sure how
to act in this situation. We are two strangers in a very difficult situation.
this is my truck. Are you sure you don’t want me to go get someone?”
This time she struggles from my arms and tries to stand on her own. Of course her
fragile little body can’t handle it. I steady her and keep her from collapsing
to the ground. Her bare chest is exposed to the world, with a dainty, baby blue
bra covering her. I pull off my white button up staff shirt and cover her up
with it.
“Please don’t tell anyone. Please? They’ll just think I’m an idiot.” She fiddles with
the hem of my shirt as she sits in the front seat staring at her feet. “And
they aren’t that far off.”
I grab her hand, stopping her from fiddling and berating herself. “Don’t you
dare think that way.” 
I turn to see one of my co-workers in a frantic state. “Where is the truck with
the food? We are almost out of everything. Boss man, Juan, is going nuts.”
Standing in front of a co-worker in a white wife beater is somewhat awkward, though no
more than having a beaten woman behind me, but the last thing I want to do is
expose her to anyone. Before I have the chance to speak, a very red faced and
pissed off Juan joins the small crowd.
where in the fuck is the food?” He pauses, with an odd expression covering his face. “Where’s the company truck?”
I nod in the direction where I parked the company truck, loaded and ready to go with
food for the reception. His beady black eyes follow my nod and then turn back
to me.
“And what do you think you’re doing?” Juan throws his hands behind his head in a
fit. “Get back to work now, Beau, and get your fucking shirt on.”
The woman behind me lets out a light groan as she tries to get out of the truck. Her
shoes are missing, dress ripped, and she’s obviously in an insane amount of
you, I quit.”
The words come out effortlessly. The way I see it, there was no other choice. I
round the front of the truck, moving as fast as I can to get next to her. She
needs help. 
going to take you to the hospital.”
She faces me with a desperate plea before any words leave her mouth. I know what
her next words will be, but the thing is, I’ve already let one woman in need of
medical attention escape me. I’m not repeating the same mistake. She will go to
the hospital.  


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I am an independent author excited about releasing my first novel
very soon. A big dream coming true!!! I’m all country…the kinda country where
green grass grows and corn pops up in rows….love Miranda and her bad ass
music!!! Just a simple country girl getting one story out of her head at a
time…I always fall hard for a trucker style hat…especially if it’s a John
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Title: Broken Until You (Until You #2)

Author: J.R. Grant

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 19. 2015


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You can’t shatter a heart if it’s already broken.

She’s beautiful and smart, but behind every forced smile,
Blue Hamilton died a little more inside.
After suffering years of abuse by the one she loved,
Blue packed her bags and left town, vowing to never return.

Three years later, everything started falling into place when
Blue’s world is suddenly flipped upside down,
leaving her one of two options- either she sells her soul to the devil,
or runs into the arms of the forbidden,
praying to make it out alive.

His striking personality and toned, muscular body
may have gotten him anything he wanted, but Stone Walker
has never been able to let his walls down and live,
until Blue walks through the door.

Promising to keep her safe from the destruction of her past,
Stone does everything in his power to live up to his word,
no matter the cost.

Lies are exposed,
secrets are revealed,
and when the truth finally comes to surface,
two innocent lives are forced through a whirlwind of suffering and pain.

What happens when Blue finds out the truth behind Stone’s corrupted past?
Can she forgive him and move on once the damage is done?
Or will she walk away for good, refusing to look back?

Follow this compelling journey of love, loss and survival.
If everyone makes it out alive, it will be a miracle.

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The picture of life is black and white, plain and simple. People were either happy or sad, angry or laughing, loved or hated. There wasn’t an in-between.

Some might have thought I lived a decent life. I put on a pleasurable front; laughing a lot, smiling often. Trying my damnedest to make everyone happy. I forced myself into the world, yearning for companionship, seeking immeasurable love.

I’d fix myself up, striving for acceptance, determined to have a good time. However life behind the tainted walls of my destructive shadow was a complete different story.

No one knew the real me.

The true Blue Hamilton.

I was a broken shell in the big blue sea just floating by.




My heart had been shattered into a million pieces. Untraceable. My soul was damaged beyond repair. Undefinable. And the very thing others called life had been utterly wrecked.

Fear ate at me like a starved monster, pulling me apart piece by piece. It sucked the life out of me, draining every ounce of hope imaginable. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to turn. No one understood my sufferings and pain. Had someone stood by my side through all the turmoil and destruction, things might have turned out differently. I highly doubted it, though. Because if I knew anything about myself; I was destined to suffer. It was inevitable.

I just wanted be loved, to feel loved, but I guess that was too much to ask for.

I didn’t seek a distasteful pity party, or want others feel sorry for me. That’s why I kept my past to myself. The last thing I needed was to be judged off things I’d been through, things that wrecked me completely.

Only God knew the ways I’d suffered, the ways I’d lost, and even He became questionable at times. Did I believe there was an eternity? A Heaven and hell? Of course. I knew there had to be something more than what I had been living, something worth fighting for. I just couldn’t figure out exactly what. Faithfully I prayed my steps would be ordered by the Lord. I asked God to direct me, to guide me and help me, but something always got in the way every time I saw a little ounce of light.

I gave everything I had, everything in me to show those close to me that I cared. But just like everyone else in this crooked world, I had to learn the hard way; you can’t make someone love you, no matter what you do.

After reflecting on all I had been forced through, and how the situations dragged me down, somewhere along the line I gave up. I wasn’t sure if it really mattered, anyway. People like me didn’t deserve happiness. If anything, we woke every morning and walked the thin, dotted line, praying to make it through the day.

That was all I strived for….


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JR Grant is an avid reader, fictional writer and bestselling author of Shattered Promises and Lost Until You. When she’s not tending to one of her kids sporting events, or plotting her next story, you can catch her on the beach with her kindle in hand, soaking up the sun. For more information or to contact the author, visit one of her social media sites below.

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