This is a New Adult Romance novel that I'm currently writing and is scheduled to be released somewhere mid January.BLURB
Fight for your dreams. Fight for your life. Fight for love.
Nerdy girl Autumn Blakewood is the prime example of a goodie two-shoes. She studies every night, is never late for class, and always follows the rules. She has never felt the need to step out of her comfort zone. That is, until she meets Hunter.
Hunter Bane is a cocky, confident bad-boy, who's nothing but trouble. He’s a dangerous distraction to everyone around him. Sexy and strong, Hunter enjoys the swooning effect he has on women. Especially those who aren't used to attention, like Autumn.
Autumn finds it hard not to give into Hunter’s advances, even though it all seems like a game to him. Trying to understand him is impossible, because he shrouds himself in mystery.
What she doesn't know is that Hunter has more baggage than anyone should have to carry. When she discovers he's in an illegal frat club to save the one person that matters to him, Autumn realizes this could mean the end of her undeniable connection to him. Even their lives are at risk.
But it's too late to turn back now ...
Want to know what all the fuss is about? Check out this short excerpt below ;)
“Looking
for this?” someone says.
I turn
around only to stare into those piercing grey eyes again. It’s him; the guy who
was staring at me when I left the bus. The one who turned my cheeks redder than
a beet. That guy.
He leans
against my doorpost, casually holding up his hand. Pinched between his index
finger and thumb is my bracelet.
My
bracelet. He’s holding it. Him. The guy who caught my eye the moment I saw him.
And he’s
talking to me.
Oh god, I
can’t breathe.
I swallow
away the lump in my throat as I walk toward him, holding my breath.
“This is
yours, right?” he says. His voice is low and raw, and I don’t think I’ve ever
heard anything sexier.
I nod,
still staring at him. I’m only just close enough to be able to reach for the
bracelet, but not nearly far away to my liking.
My heart is
beating like crazy as his eyes scan my face while I try not to breathe. I feel
like if I do, I might start panting.
He looks so
goddamn ridiculously handsome up close. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a guy this
gorgeous before.
His spiky
hair all gelled up, the tan skin of his hands peeking underneath his leather
jacket, his broad pectorals visible through his tight white tee. All of it is
making my head explode.
A hot guy
is standing in my doorway, talking to me, giving me back my stuff. Stupid how
it sounds, it feels like a dream.
Things like
this never happen to me. Hot guys don’t come so close to me.
I never
anticipated for something like this to happen. I don’t even know how to behave.
I didn’t expect this at all.
I catch
myself staring at his amazing features so I raise my head to look up at him.
His eyes follow mine, and then I know he knows exactly what I was looking at.
Oh god.
This is embarrassing.
A cute
smile curls up his lips. “You can’t talk?”
My mouth
feels like it’s stitched together, as if I’m unable to pull it open and say
anything. I must look ridiculous.
I push my
glasses further up my nose so they’re not askew anymore. Flushing, I force my
lips to part. “Yeah,” I say. “I was so scared I lost it. Where’d you find it?”
He cocks
his head, and it shows me his muscular neck, making me blush even more.
“Outside. Thought it was yours. It looked expensive.”
I hold out
my hand, but he doesn’t give it to me.
“I think
it’s important to be careful with stuff you think is valuable. Money doesn’t
grow on trees. Besides, not everything can be replaced.”
“I agree,
but I lost it by accident. Can I have it back now?” I say. I’m not in the mood
for a lecture. I try to snatch it from his hand, but he grasps my bracelet and
pulls back his hand.
“What kind
of a ‘thank you’ is that?” he says, squinting, taunting me.
Suddenly,
he looks a lot less attractive. I fold my arms and say, “Thank you.”
He smiles
and tilts his head, dangling the bracelet in front of me. “That all?”
“Yes. What
else do you want from me?” I snap.
“Your
name.” He mimics my stance and folds his arms, burying the bracelet deep within
the sockets of his elbows. His biceps bulge against his leather jacket, and I
have trouble not to gape at them.
“Autumn
Blakewood. Yours?”
“Autumn?
What kind of name is that for a girl?”
With
furrowed brows, I say, “Well I like it.”
He starts
twirling my bracelet like it’s some kind of toy. I risk a chance and reach for
it, but he pulls back again. Goddammit.
“I don’t
have time for games …” I say, sighing.
“Oh … I’m
not playing games, Leafy.”
“Leafy?” I
say, wincing.
He points
at my hair and immediately reminds me of the embarrassing scene outside. Now I
have to fight off the heat rushing to my cheeks.
“Here,” he
says, and he tosses the bracelet. “Name’s Hunter Bane,” he says.
I barely
manage to catch the bracelet before he saunters off again. Frowning, I watch
him walk off.
“See ya,
Leafy.”
“My name
isn’t Leafy, it’s Autumn!” I yell after him, but he only waves as he walks into
his room.
Which is
only five feet away from mine.
*** End of excerpt ***
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