Showing posts with label bonus scene. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

A bonus scene from Out of Mind by Jen McLaughlin.


 
Today we have a bonus scene from Out of Mind by Jen McLaughlin!!


BOOK INFORMATION:
OUT OF MIND by Jen McLaughlin
April 29th, 2014
New Adult Contemporary Romance


BOOK SUMMARY:
Reaching for sunlight...

Finn survived the ambush and came home to me, but in his head, the battle is still raging. He’s falling apart and I’m trying my best to pick up the pieces of him, to find the us we used to be. I love him as much as I ever did, but love isn’t enough to fix this. I thought telling my father about our relationship would be the hardest thing we’d ever have to face. I was wrong.

Lost in shadows...

All I wanted was to be worthy of Carrie. One mission, just one, and I’d be able to give her the future she deserved. Then everything went wrong, leaving me tainted and broken. Carrie wants me to be who I was, but all that’s left is what they made of me. I’m no good for her. No good for anyone like this. I have to figure out how to move forward. Alone.

Sometimes love isn’t enough…  

 
This is the FINAL book in the OUT OF LINE series!
 
 
 
Out Of Mind Bonus Scene

 

Finn

 

This scene takes place a few weeks after the end of OUT OF TIME, but a couple of weeks before the beginning of OUT OF MIND.

 

I woke up slowly, blinking away the sunlight streaming through the hospital windows. I must have dozed off for a little while. By some miracle of miracles, I hadn’t had a nightmare. I usually did. Sighing, I reached out and pushed the morphine button on the machine next to me. My head and arm hurt like a fucking bitch.

The door opened, and I tensed. My last visitor had been Senator Wallington. He’d reminded me exactly how beneath his daughter I was, then left. Ya know, the usual. But this time? It was a most welcome visitor. Carrie’s red head peeked inside the hospital room.

“I’m awake,” I said, smiling and adjusting myself against the pillows. “Come in.”

She grinned at me and slipped through the crack of the door. “I came by earlier, but you were sleeping, so I went to the gift shop. Here. It’s for you.”

“Thank you.” I took the yellow rose she held out for me, not quite sure what I was supposed to do with a flower. I was a dude. We were supposed to be the one’s giving out the flowers—not the other way around. “I didn’t realize they made yellow roses.”

“They make them in every color imaginable,” she said, sitting down on the side of the bed gently. “You’re probably wondering why I got you a flower, right?”

I chuckled and stared down at the gentle bud. “Uh, yeah, kind of.”

“From what I’ve seen, roses are the toughest flowers out there. One year, my mother’s gardener planted the garden way too early. A frost came through, and it killed all the flowers outside.” She leaned in and touched the soft petal. “All of them except the roses. They were the only flowers that thrived, despite the cold and the frost. They had the biggest batch ever that year. And they were gorgeous.”

I swallowed hard. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” She cupped my cheek. Her soft touch was so soothing and perfect that I closed my eyes and savored it. “And those roses remind me of you—of us. You are so strong, and I know it’ll be tough, but you’ll get through this, and you’ll be stronger because of it. I know it.”

My heart clenched. “We’ll get through this.” I squeezed her hand with my one good one. “Together, we can do anything.”

“Together,” she echoed, her eyes filled with tears that didn’t spill out. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Ginger.”

I kissed her, my lips fleeting over hers. My grip tightened on her hand, and she strained to get closer. I drew in a ragged breath, my body responding to her closeness. Her tongue flicked over mine, making my stomach get tight and other things go hard. What I wouldn’t give to be out of this hospital room, and back in California with her in my apartment so I could take care of this need for her that was trying to kill me.

But we wouldn’t have privacy until I got out of this one in D.C., though, so we had a while to go. With that knowledge ringing in my head, I pulled away. “I can’t wait to go home.”

She sighed. “Me too. It’ll be here soon. We just have to get back to my parents house, then get through Christmas. Then things will go back to normal.”

Normal? Nothing about me was normal anymore. I was a fucking mess. But I smiled for her even though I knew it was a crock of shit. “Yeah. Normal.”

Her smile faltered, as if she saw through my façade, but she didn’t say anything. Her phone dinged. She didn’t pick it up. “We’re going to be okay,” she said again.

“Yeah, we will.” I hoped to hell we would, anyway. “Are you going to see who messaged you?”

“It’s just my daily inspirational message of the day.” She lifted a shoulder. “You know how I love those little messages.”

I ran my thumb over her lip. “I love that you love those little messages. It’s a-dork-able.”

She flushed. “Shut up.”

“Gladly.” I leaned in, the morphine making me feel high and kinda out of it. “Or you could shut me up.”

“Gladly,” she echoed, completely oblivious to the fact that I was a fucking wreck.

She kissed me, and I tried to stop thinking. Stop feeling.

To just stop it all.

 
SERIES Buy Links

OUT OF LINE (Book #1)
Amazon -
http://amzn.to/17HLrFu
B&N - http://bit.ly/17hfkvi

OUT OF TIME (Book #2)
Amazon -
http://amzn.to/1daxXYL
B&N -  
http://bit.ly/1g7hPas

GOODREADS LINK:
 
                               https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19168457-out-of-mind
AUTHOR BIO:
 
 
Jen McLaughlin is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. She writes steamy New Adult books for the young and young at heart. Her first release, Out of Line, came out September 2013. She also writes bestselling Contemporary Romance under the pen name Diane Alberts. Since receiving her first contract offer under the pen name Diane Alberts, she has yet to stop writing. She is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent Agency.

Though she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal clear water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a schnauzer mutt, a cat, and a Senegal parrot. In the rare moments when she’s not writing, she can usually be found hunched over one knitting project or another. Her goal is to write so many well-crafted romance books that even a non-romance reader will know her name.
 

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Return to Branton!!






Today we are 'Returning to Branton' right before the release of book #3 (SWEET RUIN) on Thursday.
 
 
A note from the author:
University of Branton is a special place for me. It's a conglomeration of my hometown and the town I made my home when I got married and combines with it the small town feel of a college. College changed my life--and I wanted to share that in my stories. Each book focuses on a different romance--Atti and Avery, Dane and Scout, Megan, Asher and Luca--and challenges relationships pose, while circling back to the previous couples and friends you've made in earlier books. Each can be read as a standalone--much the way each family is a separate entity in a small town--while it still ties to the others. Which is my favorite thing about small towns.
So! Come spend a little bit of time in the sleep small Southern town. I hope you love the University as much as I do. <3 br="">
P.S- This attached bonus scene is set in the weeks after Beautiful Broken, after the fight that was never quite resolved between Dane and Atti.

 
This Love by Nazarea Andrews
University of Branton, #1
June 2013
BOOK SUMMARY:
She wants a summer job and a ride to a wedding.
 
He wants an assistant and a distraction from the mess his life had become.
 
They didn't know they needed each other.
 
Avery Emili needs two grand. Two grand and a plane ticket--her sister is counting on her to get to Jamaica for her wedding. But the semester is over, and tutoring college freshman and high school students has dried up until the fall.
 
Atticus Grimes needs help--the messy split with his wife left the twenty-eight year old professor scrambling to keep things together as the semester winds down. Now he's got a research grant he has to actually do research for and all he wants to do is drown himself in a tall bottle of bourbon.
 
When Avery sees his ad for an assistant, all she's thinking is a summer job. But as they spend time together, in the office and out, both of them begin to realize something is there. Something that can't happen--he's a professor and she's a student. And both of them have histories, pasts that won’t let go. Can two broken people pulled apart by expectations find a way to be whole?

 
 
Beautiful Broken by Nazarea Andrews
University of Branton, #2
October 2013
BOOK SUMMARY:

She's been broken by her past. He's been breaking for as long as he can remember.

Together, they can make each other whole--or destroy each other.

 

When his best friend asks for something, Dane rarely says no. But babysitting a newly sober Scout Grimes for three weeks isn't exactly a normal request. And with their history, it's a recipe for disaster. Not to mention, she's drop dead gorgeous and he can't touch her.

 

There are few people Scout trusts as much as Dane Guillot. He's always been her safe place, where nothing can hurt her. He's also been the only man she's never let herself want--screwing up their friendship isn't worth one amazing night together.

 

They have too much history, and too much personal baggage to ever work. But if they are willing to take a chance on love--it might be worth the risk.

 

SWEET RUIN by Nazarea Andrews
March 13, 2014
University of Branton, #3

BOOK SUMMARY:

It’s good to be on top… Asher Knox has it all. Girls, wealth, a career most would kill for. He’s just landed the biggest job of his career. And he’s miserable.



She’s fighting her way from the bottom… Megan Beauchamp has no illusions about why she was chosen to be Asher’s PA. She’s pretty, and down to earth, and everything the Hollywood star always falls for. Too bad Megan is just paying her dues and has no interest in anything but advancing at her PR firm.



He’ll throw it all away…Luca James knows what he wants. And he’s waited a long time for the window to open—when it does, he’ll walk away from the career he’s built for a chance at something real.

When Megan’s boss threatens to fire her, Luca and Asher convince her to leave town with them. Between bad hotels and pit stop confessionals, the three are drawn closer together. And the lines blur even more in Branton, where Megan is forced to look at everything she left behind. But when the boys want more, Megan will be forced to choose between the men she loves and the life she thought she wanted. And in a town like Branton, the secrets she keeps won’t be hidden for long.

 

 

 Bonus Scene:
 

It's fucking freezing. One of the nice things about Louisiana, supposedly, is that it's warm. But this winter has been colder than a witches tit. And I'm about over it. I blow on my hands, stomping the mud off my shoes.

The office is quiet, this early. None of my staff have shown up. I don't mind--I wanted the quiet to get some work done before I was forced to be the boss.

But leaving Scout sleeping in my bed was probably one of the harder things I've done. I keep thinking leaving her will get easier, or the sex would get a little less hot. That seeing her wouldn't turn me on.

But it does. Every fucking time. It would be annoying as fuck, except I'm enjoying it too much.

Like last night...

Wait. Stop that shit right now. There will be plenty of time for that later, but right now I have several cases demanding my attention and I'm still too far behind. 

Taking time off when she was in her accident was a no brainer. I had come too close to losing her to want to be farther than her bedside. But it didn't mean it was easy to leave the practice. I was still feeling the effects of that and I had to get my shit together before Tripp decided to come back and nose around.

There's a sharp rap on the front door and then Atti's voice, "You here?"

It's an annoying question. Or maybe everything about Atti is annoying me lately. I'm still pissed at him and he knows it.

"Office," I yell.

A few seconds later, he appears in the doorway to my office and I stare at my best friend, not sure what to say.

Fuck it. This is his party--he came to me. He can decide what to say. I glance back at my paperwork and Atticus curses. Walks into the office and throws himself into one of the chairs across from me.

Scout sat in that chair, before I kissed her for the first time. Hmm. Possibly not the best train of thought at the moment.

 

Atticus

He’s staring at me, a tiny smile on his face easing the scowl I’ve seen too often in the past month.

“Avery bitched me out this morning,” I say, stretching my legs. The scowl eases a little more, and Dane actually smirks.

“Is that why you’re out of her bed this early in the morning?”

I nod, “Pretty much the only reason.”

He laughs and I feel the tension in the room relax. “Look, I’m sorry, man.  I was wrong.”

Dane looks like he swallowed something insectile and it’s still wiggling. He shakes his head slowly. “I don’t think you get how bad you fucked up, Atticus.”

Avery said the same thing. I wondered, distantly, if they had discussed it, then dismissed the thought—Avery and Dane tolerated each other. They would never be friend, never be much more than they were now—cautiously trusting because of me.

“Explain it to me,” I say.

“If you need to have it explained, you aren’t going to understand.” He snaps, a hint of heat entering his voice.

“We’ve both made mistakes, Dane. You dumped coffee on Avery.”

“That,” he points at me, “was a fucking accident and you damn well know it. You told Scout I wasn’t good enough for her. You told me she wasn’t my business. You left her with me—time after time after time. And you never once had an issue with it, until we fell in love. Do you know how fucked up that is?”

He’s furious, and I don’t know why. I don’t understand why he’s this mad. “Explain it to me.” I say again.

“Fuck you, Grimes.” He snaps. “I’m good enough to be friends with her. I’m good enough to be the shoulder she cries on and to be her surrogate brother. I’m good enough to carry her secrets, but I’m not good enough to be with her? Fuck you to hell and back.” He stands and I sit still, reeling.

Is that what he thinks?

Well of course it is. I haven’t given him no reason to think otherwise.

“You know, I’ll do anything for you. Anything in the world. But I’m doing this for me. Scout and me—we’re good together. I won’t give that up because you think it’s a bad idea or I’m a douchebag.”

“I don’t want you to,” I say, hoarsely.

Dane hesitates, staring at me with narrowed eyes.

I sigh and shake my head. “She’s happier than I’ve ever seen her, man. And I know it’s because of you. You’re happy—when you aren’t yelling at me. Why do you think I’d want to take that from you?”

He gives me a flat stare and I nod. “Ok, so I get why you’d think that.” I hesitate, and then say, “I’m a shitty brother, man. I get that. I’m going to try to be better—Scout deserves better.”

“You are,” Dane agrees and I choke on my laughter. His eyes sparkle when he grins at me, and the last of the tension vanishes. My best friend is grinning at me, and I haven’t seen that—not really—in almost a month. “She doesn’t need you to be her safe place,” Dane says. “She’s got me for that.”

I nod, and stand. “She does. And she’s a lucky girl.”

Dane blinks, startled and I walk backward a few steps. “Think you can leave her home alone tomorrow night?”

“Why?”

“I want your opinion. I need to go shopping.” I say, “For Avery.”

A slow smile spreads across his face and I add, turning away, “Don’t get any ideas, Guillot.”

He laughs, a low rumble that makes me grin as I leave.

 

 

 

SERIES Buy Links:
 
THIS LOVE Buy Links:
Barnes & Noble:  http://bit.ly/1gFCG1j
BEAUTIFUL BROKEN Buy Links:
Barnes & Noble:  http://bit.ly/HU2NWm

SWEET RUIN  (this book will be released on Thursday)
 
 

About the author:
 
Nazarea Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog.