Ok so it's late and my brain is being goofy ;-) I couldn't wait though to announce that 172 people entered in my giveaway! I am so shocked and happy I had to post the winner tonight. Drum roll please........................................................
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Showing posts with label Sophie Jordan. Show all posts
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Monday, December 1, 2014
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Happy Thanksgiving and Black Friday!
As you are getting ready to celebrate Thanksgiving or just start your Christmas shopping early I wanted to say a little something. Most of my posts have been about books and this one is no exception but first...
Thanksgiving,
I know some don't get into this holiday for one reason or another but I want to encourage you to make a mental note to give thanks anyway. We all live busy lives and yes we should give thanks every day but sometimes time flies by and we forget. So tomorrow and Friday as you are shopping and spending time with friends and family or however you spend your days. Just stop and give thanks, thank your family for being there, or a friend that has always encouraged you, thank your children for giving you the faith and trust of a child, thank God for waking you up for another day and showering you with love, joy, and blessing(some even we may not see yet). In short just be kind and remember if you would like to hear a nice word from someone or get a smile so would that person next to you or at the register.
Now for the FUN STUFF!!
As you probably saw at the top of this page is a giveaway and no your eyes work just fine, it is for SIX BOOKS AND AN Amazon GIFT CARD!!! Wahoooo, see if figured you will be spending money and you should be getting something for FREE!! So just enter the giveaway and I will be drawing a name on Monday the first of December... Tell your friends and please follow this Blog to enter even more giveaways!! Also if you scroll down I have a few more you can enter!! Any questions or comments are welcome.
BTW... Tell me a little about how you celebrated Thanksgiving and Black Friday...
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Blog Tour: Wild by Sophie Jordan
Synopsis:
A good girl goes fabulously bad in the final book in New York Times bestselling author Sophie Jordan’s sexy New Adult romance series, in which three Ivy League suite-mates seek higher knowledge of just how far they can go.
Months
after her boyfriend dumped her, Georgia can still hear the insults he
hurled at her. Boring. Predictable. Tame. Tired of feeling bad, she’s
ready to change her image, and go a little wild. What better way to prove her ex wrong than a hot night of sexual adventure at the secret campus kink club?
In
the shadowy den of the kink club, she unexpectedly runs into Logan
Mulvaney, her friend’s little brother. A player extraordinaire too hot
for his own good, he may be younger, but the guy is light years ahead
when it comes to sexual experience. Now he’s telling her to go
home—“good girls” don’t belong here!
Georgia
is tired of having others define her. She’s going to teach Logan a
lesson he won’t forget—one white hot, mind-wrecking kiss . . . that
leads to another . . . and another . . . and. . . . Realizing she’s way
in over her head, Georgia runs.
Only
Logan won’t let her go. Everywhere she goes he’s there, making her want
every inch of him. Making her forget who she is. Who he is. And just
how wrong they are for each other.
Ah the book I could relate to more so then the other two. Granted I totally understood the invisible thing Pepper felt in Foreplay but Georgia was so much like me. Georgia is a good southern bell who was taught how to always be the proper lady, daughter, and girlfriend. She was in a relationship with the same guy from age sixteen until twenty. She thought she had been happy, she had good friends and went to a college she loved. Then her longtime boyfriend dumps her for being too boring! Georgia starts to see how she has been controlled and judged by everyone around her and decides to do something about it. She gets an invite to the invite-only Kink Club on campus and is shocked at what she finds. People keep telling her to go home, this pace isn’t right for her… this was the reason she had gone, she wanted to prove she wasn’t always good and predictable. She could be bad and do something a little wild too.
Logan is
Hot, sexually experience beyond his years, and can show her all she has been
missing. This problem is he is younger than her and her friend’s little
brother, in other words- off limits. Georgia doesn’t want to be another notch on his head board
or a story he tells so this forces her to stay clear of him. This doesn’t work
out when he has made it clear he wants her and there is nothing she can do to
kill the flames that ignite when she thinks or sees him, let alone if he gets
close enough to touch her. Getting into way more trouble than planed Georgia’s
family give her an ultimatum that will change her entire world… Available Nov. 18th
and the last book in this series... find the link to order on the left hand side of this page.
About the Author:
About the Author:
Sophie Jordan
grew up in the Texas hill country where she wove fantasies of dragons,
warriors, and princesses. A former high school English teacher, she's
also the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Avon
historical romances. She now lives in Houston with her family. When
she's not writing, she spends her time overloading on caffeine (lattes
and Diet cherry Coke preferred), talking plotlines with anyone who will
listen (including her kids), and cramming her DVR with true-crime and
reality-TV shows. Sophie also writes paranormal romances under the name Sharie Kohler.
Website: sophiejordan.net
Twitter: https://twitter.com/
Chapter One
“I’m sorry, Georgia, it’s just, just …”
I waited, staring at his handsome face and too white teeth,
feeling an overwhelming sense of déjà vu. I chafed my suddenly sweating
palms against my jeans and told myself it wasn’t possible.
This was how the conversation started when Harris broke up with
me months ago. The only difference in this scenario was that this guy wasn’t
Harris. Not even close. Joshua wasn’t my boyfriend. We’d been on four dates. Four.
So why was he looking at me with that familiar pitying expression? And speaking
in that condescending tone? And using those words?
This couldn’t be happening. Not again.
I shifted on the plush leather seat of his car and played with
my pearl necklace, wishing suddenly I was anywhere but here. Since our first
date, I knew there weren’t any sparks, but I agreed to a second date and a
third because he was the kind of guy I wanted. On paper anyway. A senior at
Dartford, he was already accepted into optometry school. He came from a good family.
His father was a church deacon. Joshua volunteered at the local food bank. I
couldn’t have found a better guy. I convinced myself that chemistry wasn’t
everything. Lasting relationships weren’t built on chemistry. Common interests.
Like goals. Similar backgrounds. That’s what counted.
My phone rang inside my purse. I quickly peeked inside. Mom.
Pushing it to silent and returned to the hot awkwardness of the moment. I’d
call her back later. After whatever this was wrapped up. I refused to think of
it as a break-up. I wasn’t invested enough.
I wasn’t being dumped again.
Joshua leaned in closer, sliding his arm along the back of my
seat. Like he had to get closer to impart whatever he was about to say. A cloud
of expensive-smelling cologne engulfed me, stinging my nostrils.
“I’m sorry, Georgia,” he uttered, making a tsking sound with his
tongue. “You’ve got marriage written all over your face.”
My cheeks went hot.
He continued, “I’m just not ready for that kind of commitment yet.”
I pulled back until the back of my head bumped the cold glass of the passenger
window. Suddenly the pasta primavera I’d had for dinner felt like acid in my
stomach. I turned my gaze to stare out the windshield at the lawn of dead grass
bordering my dorm. The last of the snow had melted a few weeks ago, and the
grass hadn’t quite recovered yet.
I took a long, pained blink and focused on his face again.
“Okay,” I began, clearing my throat. “Let’s forget the fact that we’re not even
officially a ‘thing’, but … are you breaking up with me?”
He nodded sagely. “Yeah. I am.”
“Is this because I haven’t slept with you?” God knew he’d been trying since the
first date. After dinner tonight, he’d invited me back to his apartment. I’d
declined. Had he known he was “dumping” me then? If I had slept with him would
he still be “breaking” up with me? Jerk.
His face flushed, his tanned skin turning ruddy. “You have a high opinion of
yourself.”
“No more than you do.” I snorted. “I mean you think I want to
marry you after four dates.” I shook my head. “Ego, much?”
“Look. You told me yourself that you were with your last boyfriend since high
school and you thought you were going to marry the guy.” He shook his head and
gave me that pitying look again. “I’m not up for being his replacement.”
I fumbled for the door handle. “I’m not looking for a replacement.”
“You should lighten up, Georgia.” He gave my shoulder an obnoxious squeeze. I
looked back at him. “C’mon. You’re a pretty girl. Stop being so serious and
have some fun.”
I flung open the door and swung my legs out onto the curb.
He grabbed my wrist, stalling me. “Don’t you ever just want to
get laid? Try it out with a guy you haven’t been with forever?”
Heat swamped my face. Yeah. I’d thought about it. I thought about it a lot
since Harris dumped me. Especially since both my roommates were having marathon
sex with their hot and fabulous boyfriends. Unfortunately Joshua’s sloppy
kisses and pasty palms hadn’t exactly turned me on. I just kept agreeing to go
out with him when he asked, telling myself I was being too picky. Too
superficial. That sex was overrated. And now I was angry with myself for not
trusting my instincts.
Leaning across the console, I toyed with the corner of his crisp collar. His
eyes went fuzzy.
“What about it, Georgia?” His voice got all husky. “Want to
knock the cobwebs off it?”
Charming.
“Yeah,” I breathed against his lips. “I think about sex … hot sex
… a lot. I think about doing it with a guy until my eyes roll back in my head
and I forget my name.”
He groaned and tried to close the tiny bit of space between our lips, but I
pulled back, releasing his collar. “So I better go find that guy, huh?”
Feeling somewhat mollified by the stunned look on his face, I pushed out of the
car and slammed the door. Without looking back, I marched up the sidewalk to my
dorm and punched in the numbers on the keypad, muttering to myself the entire
time, vowing that I was done. Finished. No more dates. No more falling for guys
who looked good on paper. They all said the right things at first but after a
few dates – poof. The prince turned into a frog.
I stopped in front of the elevator and punched the button for the fourth floor.
I tapped my boot heel impatiently, eager to get in my room and in a pair of
comfy yoga pants. I had the room to myself tonight. Both Pepper and Emerson
were with their boyfriends and probably would be all weekend. Sadness filled
pinched me at the thought. Then I instantly felt guilty. If two girls ever
deserved happiness, they did.
Ironically, a few months ago I was the one with the boyfriend
and they were single. I didn’t begrudge them their happiness, but … I was
lonely. No Harris. My best friends busy with their own lives. I could only
study so much. My grades were better than ever. I’d already finished my Econ
project and it wasn’t even due until the end of the semester.
As I waited in front of the elevator, the building’s outside door beeped open
and then clanged shut. Annie strolled in wearing a loose, low-cut blouse and
tight crop pants.
“Hey, G.” She stopped beside me, slurping from a ridiculously
large iced coffee piled high with whipped topping. She eyed me up and down,
taking in my outfit. I was dressed to go out in jeans, boots and a light
cashmere sweater. “You already go out?”
“Yeah. I had a date.”
“Must not have been a very good date. It’s not even nine and
you’re headed home.”
I shrugged. Annie wasn’t my favorite person. She hung out with us a little at
the beginning of the year. Until we all figured out she was one of those girls
that would tell you to wear an unflattering sweater just so she could look
better standing next to you.
“It’s still early. You should come out with me,” she suggested. My mind shot
back to when Annie abandoned Em at a biker bar. She wasn’t the kind of girl to
have your back when you went out.
The elevator doors slid open and we stepped inside. “Thanks, but I’ve got work
to do.”
“On a Friday? Lame.”
“What are you up to?” I went for changing the subject back to Annie – always
one of her favorite topics.
“Oh, you know … going to a certain club.” She lowered her voice to a whisper as
she toyed with her straw, even though it was just the two of us in the
elevator. “It’s going to be funnnn tonight. There are supposed to be some
interesting games.”
“You mean your kink club?”
“It’s not my kink club. No one owns it.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s a
place to go if you want to really live and experience whatever you want,
whatever you feel like without judgment. A safe place to let go and lose
control.”
A safe place to lose control? For some reason, an image of my mother
frowning and shaking her head rose up in my mind. “There’s no such place,” I
said.
Life was judgment. We live. We make choices. If we weren’t
judging ourselves, then others were. That’s just the way the world worked.
Self-control was everything. It’s what kept us civilized.
Annie chuckled. The elevator slid open and we stepped out. “God, you are
repressed. You have my number. Text me if you want to join.”
I watched her for a moment as she turned and headed down the corridor the
opposite direction from my suite. Somewhere on our floor someone was playing
the latest Bruno Mars at full blast.
I entered my room and closed my door. Bruno fell to a low muffle. Emerson’s
side was a mess, littered with clothes. She might have fallen in love and take
life a little more seriously now, but her indecision regarding what to wear and
her inability to hang clothes back up had not changed.
I flipped on the television and changed clothes, hanging up my sweater and
folding my jeans neatly. After tucking my boots into the corner of the closet,
I reached for my phone to call Mom back. She hated it when I didn’t call back
on the same day.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, I watched a cop chase a bad guy
across the screen as the phone rang in my ear. On the final ring, Mom picked
up. “Georgia, hi!” Her voice was full of energy. Reminiscent of how she sounded
on the intercom all those mornings in high school.
Attending the school where your mom worked as a principal had
been less than fun. Thankfully, she adored Harris – everyone in my hometown did
– or I never would have been asked out on a date. Not too many guys want to
date the principal’s kid. Harris had been confidant enough to not let it
intimidate him. I’d loved him for that. Of course, his father was a city
councilman … and happened to be the current mayor. My mother loved him for
that.
“How are you? How’s school?”
“Good, I’m—“
“Did you change your password? I was trying to get online and
look at your current GPA.”
“No, Mom, I haven’t.”
I might be twenty years old, but my parents were footing the
bill for school and still expected full access to my life – that included
online viewing of my grades at any time during the semester.
“Hm. Maybe I hit the caps button. I’ll try again later.” She
took a breath and slid into the next topic. “Have you thought more about your
summer plans? I’ve been talking with Greg Berenger and he can get you on here
at the bank. It would be a great way to get your foot in the door for when you
graduate.”
And there it was. The expectation that I’d come home. Eventually. I’d finish
college and start my career back in the bustling metropolitan of Muskogee,
Alabama.
“Um. I’m not sure yet. Still looking into a few things…”
“Georgia Parker Robinson.” She must have heard something in my voice
because hers just got all principal-mode on me. Not to mention she was whipping
out my full name. “This is your future. You need to take this seriously and not
wait until the last minute.”
“Of course, Mom. I know.”
A pause fell. “Is this because of Harris? He won’t be here this summer, you
know. His mother said he took an internship in Boston.”
“You spoke with his mother?” I couldn’t help it. My voice escaped in a squeak.
“I saw her at the store. What was I supposed to do? Ignore her?”
“Sorry,” I mumbled.
“We both agree that this is just a phase he’s going through… this other girl is
just a fling—“
“Mother! You discussed us … her?”
Her is a girl I’ve never even met, but someone Harris started fooling
around with a few weeks before he dumped me. It was such a cliché. But then
wasn’t there truth in clichés? That’s why they existed.
“Don’t get upset. You and Harris will work this out—“
“I don’t want to work it out with him, Mom. He cheated on me. He broke
up with me.”
“You’re both so young. You don’t understand yet. This will only make your
relationship stronger down the road.”
“Mom, this might be hard to believe, but I don’t want to be with Harris
anymore.”
“Oh, this is so unlike you, Georgia. You’re not they type to hang onto
pointless anger.”
“What do you mean? Why is this so unlike me?” What was I like then? The kind of
girl that would let a guy stomp all over her heart and then ask for seconds?
“You’ve never disappointed me before.”
And not marrying Harris would disappoint her? Was that her
implication?
She continued, “You always make the right decisions. We
raised you to be reliable.”
Boring. Harris’s word drifted through my mind just then. He’d called
me boring when he broke up with me. Oh, there had been other words. Other
accusations laid at my feet, but that one stuck in my head the most.
I sighed and rubbed at my suddenly aching forehead, like that accusation was in
still lodge in there, an annoying pebble I couldn’t shake lose. “I’ll let you
know about the job.”
“Please do. The position won’t be available forever. Mr. Berenger will hold it
as long as he can as a favor to me. I could have expelled his son that time
when he stole the test from Mrs. Morris’s desk and sold the answers to
everyone, remember? I only gave him on campus suspension.”
“Okay, Mom. Tell Dad and Amber hello for me.”
“Good night, honey.”
“Night, Mom.”
Ending the call, I fell back on my bed. Law and Order was starting over
again, the familiar theme music racing over the air.
Restlessness hummed through me … and a low undercurrent of anger. Mom. Harris.
Joshua. Their voices overlapped through my head, making my stomach churn. All
three of them thought they knew me so well. Boring. Reliable. Serious.
All words to describe me. All words I wanted to fling to the floor and stomp on
until they were dust beneath me. Holding up my phone again, I scrolled through
names, stopping at one at the very bottom. My thumb hovered over the keypad
before reaching a decision and typing.
Me: So what does one wear to a kink club?
Annie: Something you can easily take off…
Giveaway:
Friday, November 7, 2014
Pre-Order these great books NOW!!
Hey everyone,
I wanted to give you a heads up on a few great books now open for pre-order! First is Sara Jane Stone's Hero By Night:
I wanted to give you a heads up on a few great books now open for pre-order! First is Sara Jane Stone's Hero By Night:
Next we have What's Left of Us by Amanda Maxlyn:
Wild by Sophie Jordan
Sinful Rewards 5 by Cynthia Sax
All of these books will be featured on my Blog this month(except Hero by Night)! I will have giveaways, reviews, and much more! So stay tuned, they start on the 14th with Amanda Maxlyn...
Monday, October 6, 2014
Spotlight: Sophie Jordan’s The Ivy Chronicles
These are the first books I have read from the New Adult
section on Avon Romance and I have to say once I got past the age of the characters
I was able to get sucked into their lives. Sophie really brings the lives of
Pepper, Emerson, and Georgia to life, you feel like you are a part of their group. I am going to give a run down in
reading order so you can all know what to look forward to in these great books…
Foreplay:
Pepper is
that quiet girl that is easily overlooked. She has little confidence and has no
idea what she truly wants with one exception: Hunter. Hunter is her best friend’s
brother and growing up around his and his happy family makes her want to be a
part of it too. With her friends on board and Hunter newly single they devise a
plan to make Pepper noticeable. Her college roommates hear rumors of a Hot Bartender
that can show a girl a good time. This is who they choose to teach Pepper how
to entice and know the true meaning of Foreplay.
After
meeting Reese they are all blown away at how truly gorgeous he is. Peppers is
shocked when Reese agrees to help her out with lesions but doesn’t count on the
connection they have messing with her plans. When the lesions pay off and
Hunter does ask her out, Pepper has some more missions to make. This image of
the perfect family is within her grasp but her head and her heart are at war…
Find out who she ends up with in the end.
Tease:
Emerson has
a reputation that she has worked hard to perfect. She parties on the weekends,
never leaving the bar without a hookup. She never has to buy her own drinks and
can spot the “right” guy a mile away. She stays away from anyone she can’t
control and that might make her feel something the next morning. She breaks the
rules unless they are her own. Only problem with her plan: Shaw.
Shaw sees Emerson and knows she is trouble even before she
starts a bar fight that he has to save her from. After being ditched at a rowdy
biker bar, Emerson is forced to accept the Hot bad boy bikers help to get home.
She is determined to keep Shaw away from her even when he suddenly shows up
everywhere she is. Her friends can see there is something between Emerson and
Shaw, but she refuses to let him in. Then the past and secrets she has kept
hidden come back to haunt her. Life might end for Emerson before she even gets
a real chance to live it… To find out what secrets she is hiding and if Emerson
can let them go and trust her heart you will need to buy the second book in
this great series.
Wild:
Ah the book
I could relate to more so then the other two. Granted I totally understood the invisible
thing Pepper felt in Foreplay but Georgia was so much like me. Georgia is a
good southern bell who was taught how to always be the proper lady, daughter,
and girlfriend. She was in a relationship with the same guy from age sixteen
until twenty. She thought she had been happy, she had good friends and went to
a college she loved. Then her longtime boyfriend dumps her for being too boring! Georgia starts to see how she
has been controlled and judged by everyone around her and decides to do
something about it. She gets an invite to the invite-only Kink Club on campus
and is shocked at what she finds. People keep telling her to go home, this pace
isn’t right for her… this was the reason she had gone, she wanted to prove she
wasn’t always good and predictable. She could be bad and do something a little
wild too.
Logan is
Hot, sexually experience beyond his years, and can show her all she has been
missing. This problem is he is younger than her and her friend’s little
brother, in other words- off limits. Georgia doesn’t want to be another notch on his head board
or a story he tells so this forces her to stay clear of him. This doesn’t work
out when he has made it clear he wants her and there is nothing she can do to
kill the flames that ignite when she thinks or sees him, let alone if he gets
close enough to touch her. Getting into way more trouble than planed Georgia’s
family give her an ultimatum that will change her entire world… Available Nov. 18th
and the last book in this series, so go pre-order now!
**Disclaimer** I received and ARC copy to review of this book from Avon Romance...
**************** SPOILER***************
There is an Anthology to this series in Fifty First Times, I would recommend you
read after Foreplay. This is a story of one of the secondary/main characters in
the first book, I won’t say who unless asked but you can find out for yourselves
too by buying and reading it. I hope you have enjoyed this spotlight and feel
free to ask me questions. If anyone has any for Sophie and would like to have
her answer them here I can try to make that happen just let me know…
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