Sunday, March 9, 2014

MODEL SPOTLIGHT by Amanda: Grant Mroz

Today I'm introducing a new post type, in which my assistant blogger Amanda has taken her interviewing skills to the models we see so often on the covers of indie books.  To kick this off, I'd like to introduce you to Model Grant Mroz.  You might have seen Grant on the cover of a book by Lila Felix, Raine Thomas, or Michele G. Miller. He has worked with the fabulous Kelsey of K. Keeton Designs as well as working with several modeling agencies.  With no further ado...

Model Spotlight: Grant Mroz

Photos courtesy of AB Artistry

The Interview

Amanda:  "Tell me how you got introduced to the world of modeling."
Grant:  "My old roommate was a student at Paul Mitchell of Hair and Makeup and every year they have a fashion show. Well my roommate asked me if I wanted to be his model for the show and I said,"sure". haha Then, directly after the show I was grabbing my things and another model in the show walked up to me and asked me if I'd be interested in modeling for book covers. Naturally I said yes….and now I'm here. lol"

Amanda:  "Do you have any other ventures or careers?"
Grant:  "I am actually graduating this semester with a degree in Electronic Media Production."

Amanda:  "What song do you currently repeat the most on your mp3 player?"
Grant:  "Hero by Skillet"

Amanda:  "It's your cheat day, what food do you have to have?"
Grant:  "I have to have something with grease. Whether that be a large pizza, a double cheese burger with curly fries, or a big steak. Then with that I have to have some cookies and maybe some ice cream (I'm a fat kid at heart). lol"

Amanda:  "What is one thing about yourself that most people wouldn't know or guess about you?"
Grant:   "I like to be alone a lot. I wouldn't say I'm an introverted, I just like the silence. If you think about your day, how often are you around people or just some kind of ambient noise that you can't control? I like to sit in my living room when my roommates (2 of them) aren't home and just rest on the couch either with my laptop, read a book, watch a video, or play video games. I realize that some of those have noise…but I can control how loud it gets."

Amanda:  "Do you have a guilty pleasure?"
Grant:  "Without a doubt, my guilty pleasure is chocolate chip cookies with milk (you can't have cookies without milk). Hahaha"

Amanda:  "What is your drink of choice from Starbucks?"
Grant:  "Well, now that I try to be healthier I don't get my "drink of choice" anymore. lol However, if was able to get it, it would be the Mouthgasm: -Venti Mocha Frappe (pronounced Frap……not Frap-Eh) with Mocha and Caramel Drizzle around the sides of the cup.-and please don't ask your local barista for a Mouthgasm…..they might look at you weird. I made that name up. lol"

Amanda:  "If you had a super power what would it be?"
Grant:  "My superpower would be Flying or Teleportation."

Amanda:  "Describe how you would spend the perfect date."
Grant:  "I'm pretty old fashioned. So I would say either a dinner and a movie then maybe go for a walk and chat or going to a cafe for coffee (or tea in my case), chat for a bit and then go for a walk somewhere in the country where there isn't a bunch of lights so we can look at all the stars."

Amanda:  "Are you a night owl or an early bird?"
Grant:  "It really depends on the day. If I don't work the next day I stay up late, but at the same time I have no problem waking up early."

Amanda:  "What is your star sign?"
Grant:  "I'm Aquarius"

Amanda:  "What non physical trait do you find sexiest in a person?"
Grant:  "Well I guess that just leaves their personality. lol"

Amanda:  "What is your favorite movie?"
Grant:  "Hmmmm……I'll list my top 5, because I like all of them equally.
-Count of Monty Cristo
-Gladiator
-The Passion
-The Patriot
-The Notebook (dead serious, makes me tear up every time at the end….that old man…)"

Amanda:  "What would your dream modeling gig be?"
Grant:  "Being on Men's Fitness or GQ"

Amanda: "Leave us with a description of your most memorable shoot to date."
Grant:  "My most memorable shoot so far would be just a few weeks ago. We took a limo and had wine and chatted while we were being driven to a different city where we were able to stay at a resort. We had dinner at this steak restaurant (I had a turkey salad bowl), then went back to the resort and hung out at the indoor pool and hot tub, and then called it a night.

The next morning we were treated to a breakfast buffet and then we headed to our shoot. The place we were shooting was in the middle of renovating, but that didn't spoil the excitement and feel of the shoot. We were greeted with a few different backdrops and themes (all were interesting and very well put together) in a big open room, so we could see all the different themes that were in store. 

In the far left-corner was the boudoir theme; the golden head-board and foot-board with big down-pillows, white sheets and furry carpet.

In the middle of the room was the Steam-punk theme; a backdrop of this elaborate stair-case and fancy red/maroon chaise. The chaise was surrounded by old fashioned suit cases, a bird cage (similar to Harry Potter's), a big hourglass, and a homemade metal spider (it's name is Steve). Lol.  

If you looked to the right of the room you would see the Mystical theme; it had fake grass covering the ground, with an array of plants on either side of the backdrop. The backdrop was absolutely b-e-a-utiful, it looks like it had been hand painted (it wasn't), but when you looked at the photo it had looked like fairies were real. 

In the back of the building was the waiting/changing room with a stocked fridge with bottled water, some snacks if we got hungry and also a little area for hair and makeup."

As you can see, Grant is quite the character!  Make sure to look for him in the future, I see big things happening for him! :)  I'll leave you with some more pictures of Grant to savor.  Thank you Amanda and Grant for this entertaining interview! 

Go like him on Facebook:  Model Grant Mroz

Photos Courtesy of K. Keeton Designs


Saturday, March 8, 2014

RECENT RELEASE: Some Like It Wild by M. Leighton

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!  I'm so honored to post about a book birthday for my sweet friend Michelle on her ACTUAL birthday!!!  So I wanted to start this post with a huge HAPPY BIRTHDAY for Michelle Leighton who is one of the funniest, sweetest, most giving people I have EVER had the honor of knowing and calling friend.
Love you so M!


Some Like it Wild 
by M. Leighton


Blurb

How far will a good girl go for the bad boy she loves?

     Laney Holt is a preacher’s daughter. A good girl.  Her only goal was to get married, have babies and live happily ever after, just like her parents. Only that didn’t happen.  With the betrayal of two people closest to her, Laney’s dreams came crashing down. Now she’s left with an empty space she doesn’t know how to fill. Until she meets Jake Theopolis, a daredevil with a death wish who has heartbreaker written all over him. 

     Jake has no interest in thinking beyond the here and now.  All he wants out of life is the next rush, the next “feel good” thing to keep his mind off the pain of his past. His latest rush?  Showing Laney there’s more to life than being a good girl—and that going bad can be so much fun. Her only concern now is how she can ever hope to satisfy the wild side of a boy like Jake. She’s looking forward to trying. And so is Jake.


Excerpt
Read Chapter One on M. Leighton's Blog:   Chapter 1 Link
Read Chapter Two on M. Leighton's Blog:   Chapter 2 Link

Fair Warning- If you start reading this story, you will NOT want to stop!

My Review
Check back later for my review!  As for right now, I'm too busy reading this sexy and fun romance to do ANYTHING else!  I had to tear myself away to write this post!  Back to Jake...::SWOON::!

Buy Links

About M. Leighton
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a native of Ohio. She relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she can be near the water all summer and miss the snow all winter. Possessed of an overactive imagination from early in her childhood, Michelle finally found an acceptable outlet for her fantastical visions: literary fiction. Having written over a dozen novels, these days Michelle enjoys letting her mind wander to more romantic settings with sexy Southern guys, much like the one she married and the ones you'll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren't roaming in that direction, she'll be riding wild horses, skiing the slopes of Aspen or scuba diving with a hot rock star, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.

About Michelle:  I love coffee and chocolate, even more so when they are combined.  I'm convinced that one day they could be the basis for world peace.  I also love the color red and am seriously considering dying my hair.

       Links 
Facebook:  M. Leighton, Author
Twitter:  mleightonbooks 
Goodreads:  M. Leighton, Author 
Contact Michelle
          m.leighton.books@gmail.com

Beginnings: An M. Leighton Anthology
Blood Like Poison: For the Love of a Vampire
Blood Like Poison: Destined for a Vampire
Blood Like Poison: To Kill an Angel

All the Pretty Lies
All the Pretty Poses

Down to You
Up to Me
Everything for Us

The Wild Ones
Wild Child
Some Like It Wild
There’s Wild, Then There’s You (June 3, 2014)

Madly
Madly & the Jackal
Madly & Wolfhardt

Fragile

The Reaping
The Reckoning

Gravity
Caterpillar
Wiccan


Leave a comment for your chance to win an e-copy of Some Like It Wild
 (or The Wild Ones if you are new to the series)
Ends 9am CST 3/9/14

Thursday, March 6, 2014

BOOK BIRTHDAY: Anomaly by K.A. Tucker

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

ANOMALY 
by K. A. Tucker

ANOMALY is a Young Adult Paranormal and is the final book in the Causal Enchantments Series. Go out and grab your copy today!!

Synopsis
She was merely a pawn in their game. And then something happened. Once the fragile, naïve human, Evangeline has become altogether … different. A being who holds formidable power, she may be the key to changing the course of fate. Or she could be the final nail in the world’s coffin. But Evangeline doesn’t know exactly what she is, what she can do. She knows only that she has to stop an enemy far worse than the Sentinel and the sorceresses—one driven by revenge. And he’s hunting the man she loves. As Evangeline fights to keep Caden alive and the human population from eradication, she can’t help but sense the imminent doom. Find out if fate will prevail in the harrowing conclusion to the Causal Enchantment series. 

 Buy Links


Excerpt
 “So …” One of his fingers tucked a strand of blond hair behind my ear. “How are you feeling?”
I didn’t know how to answer that question. “Completely uneven, though my balance is better than ever,” I admitted. How long would it take to get used to the new me? Would I ever? Drawing breaths out of habit rather than necessity? The air still pulled in and out of my lungs, though I no longer needed it to survive. If I made a conscious effort to stop the repetitive act, no pressure built in my chest, no dizziness threatened my consciousness.
I would never grow old or die by natural means. My face, my hair, my body would never change. Not again anyway.
“Is it a good feeling?” Caden’s fingers clasped my hand, his thumb rubbing over the meaty part of my palm. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back, reveling in the sensation, like an all-consuming itch finally scratched. Since waking, the urge to be in constant physical contact with Caden had been almost overwhelming. It was as if my skin had been stripped back, exposing every nerve ending. Only it didn’t hurt.
Far from it.
It was a euphoria I’d never experienced and I couldn’t get enough.
Cracking an eyelid to peek at him, I caught a smirk that told me he could sense my reaction to his touch, though I knew that’s not what his question referred to. “I don’t know. How am I supposed to feel?” My new life had begun mere hours ago, when I woke on a dank dirt floor to a world of possibilities. And unpleasant anticipation. “I guess I’m just … waiting for the inevitable.” For the uncontrollable urge to kill to hit me.
Despite other distractions competing for my attention, that anxiety lingered like a vicious thorn. Sofie promised me that it was only a matter of time until the first human crossed my path and tested my control. And she also promised me that I would have none.
I dreaded that.
I desperately wanted to skip over that part. Heck, I wanted to not need any blood to survive at all. I wanted to be immune to it.
But nothing I wanted had ever come easy so there was no reason to believe it would be different now.
“Yeah, so am I,” Caden whispered under his breath, a hint of wariness in his tenor. He followed it quickly with, “But how do you feel?”
How did I describe this? “Alive? I guess? Like I’m bursting with energy? Like I could run forever.” This strange bubble of something had taken up residence in the pit of my stomach. A ball of energy or thrill or eagerness. Or all three. I didn’t know what it was exactly but I was keenly aware of its presence, almost a tangible force inside, ready to explode. Perhaps that was the impending hunger?


About K.A. Tucker
Born in small-town Ontario, Kathleen published her first book at the age of six with the help of her elementary school librarian and a box of crayons. She is a voracious reader and the farthest thing from a genre-snob, loving everything from High Fantasy to Chick Lit. Kathleen currently resides in a quaint small town outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

CHAPTER RELEASE BLITZ: I See London by Chanel Cleeton

I See London 
by Chanel Cleeton
February 3, 2014
Harlequin HQN (Digital First)
New Adult Contemporary Romance


I See London is fun, sexy, and kept me completely absorbed. – Katie McGarry, author of Crash Into You

"A sassy, steamy and sometimes sweet read that had me racing to the next page to see if Samir would be on it. Mmm, Samir..." - New York Times Bestselling author Chelsea M. Cameron

Synopsis
Maggie Carpenter is ready for a change— and to leave her ordinary life in South Carolina behind. But when she accepts a scholarship to the International School in London, a university attended by the privileged offspring of diplomats and world leaders, Maggie might get more than she bargained for.

When Maggie meets Hugh, a twentysomething British guy, she finds herself living the life she always wanted. Suddenly she’s riding around the city in a Ferrari, wearing borrowed designer clothes and going to the hottest clubs. The only problem? Another guy, the one she can’t seem to keep her hands off of.

Half French, half Lebanese, and ridiculously wealthy, Samir Khouri has made it clear he doesn’t do relationships. He’s the opposite of everything Maggie thought she wanted…and he’s everything she can’t resist. Torn between her dream guy and the boy haunting her dreams, Maggie has to fight for her own happy ending. In a city like London, you never know where you stand, and everything can change in the blink of an eye.

This is a New Adult romance recommended for readers 17 and up.


Book Trailer


Chapter Release
Chapter 1:
Chapter 2
George dropped my bags off at the front of a long hallway marked by a number of heavy doors.
“This is as far as I go.”
“Do you turn into a pumpkin past this point or something?”
He laughed. “No. But your roommate is number one on Residence Life’s hit list.”
Oh, god. “She can’t be that bad. Please tell me she’s not that bad.”
“Oh, she’s worse. We were in the same class last year. Trust me, I know.”
I never considered they would put me with someone older. “Worse, how?”
George grinned. “We call her the Ice Queen.”
I groaned.
“Apparently she used to model before coming to school. She was in a French rap video or something. Thinks she’s better than everyone else and isn’t afraid to let them know it.”
“Awesome. What about Noora?”

“I don’t know her. She must be a freshman.”
“Why don’t they put all the sophomores together?”
 “Because none of the sophomores would have Fleur as a roommate. She was supposed to have a single but something fell through. She’ll probably be even more pissed off now.”
Fabulous.
“Look, if you want to apply for a roommate change, come by our office. We’re on the ground floor.”
I smiled weakly, mentally already racing to the office. “Thanks.”
I walked down the hall, dread filling me as I searched for room 301. I stopped in front of a door with three name tags on it. I looked down at the room code on the piece of paper, struggling to punch in the numbers on the little metal keypad. I turned the knob. Nothing. I stared back at the numbers.
Three tries later I was in.
I swung open the door, dragging my first bag over the threshold, stopping short at the sight of the room that was to be my home for the next year. It was small. Ridiculously small. Everything was pretty basic, three small beds, three wardrobes, three desks...and two big windows. I walked over, peering out at the view of Hyde Park. The lush green trees, the expanse of grass, the heavy iron gates— the magic of it all— made up for everything else.
I spent the next hour unpacking my suitcases, hanging clothes up in the tiny wooden wardrobe the school provided. Thankfully I was the first one to arrive. I set a few things out—my favorite books, a few mementos from home, pictures with friends.
The sound of the door opening startled me.
“Hi.”

A girl stood in the doorway, bags on her shoulders. Her hair was covered by a gorgeous purple silk scarf.
“Please tell me this is the right place.”

“I’m Maggie. Are you Noora?”

She waved with her free hand. “Nice to meet you.”
I grinned. “Nice to meet you, too.”
She dropped her bags down on the empty bed. “Is this it?”
“Yeah. Hard to believe they mean for three of us to live here, isn’t it?”
“Have you met the other girl?”
“I haven’t. I heard she’s a sophomore, though.” I didn’t mention the rest.
“Are you a freshman?” Noora asked.
“Yep.”

“Me, too.”

“Nice. Where are you from?”
“Oman.”
Way more glamorous than South Carolina. We chatted for a few more minutes, talking about our backgrounds. I liked her immediately; she was so friendly and outgoing, it was impossible not to. If Fleur was the Ice Queen, Noora was her polar opposite. I spent an hour helping Noora unpack before she left the room to go visit with a friend from home. Still no sign of my third roommate. Maybe she wouldn’t ever show up.
A girl could dream.
As soon as Noora left, I called my grandmother. It was early morning in the U.S., but she’d always been an early riser.
“How are you settling in?”
A wave of homesickness rushed over me at the sound of her voice. I even missed the Southern accent I’d worked so hard to erase from my own. I leaned back against my bed, tucking my knees against my chest.
“It’s going. It’s still early, though.”

“Have you made any friends?”

“The people seem nice so far.” I didn’t mention Fleur. My grandmother worried enough as it was.
“Have you been getting enough to eat?” She was always trying to fatten me up.

I grinned. “I promise I’m going to go get lunch soon. Although I bet the food won’t be anywhere near as good as yours.”
Ever since my mom left, my grandparents had raised me. They were my parents more than my biological ones were. And still—
Not quite the same.

“Have you heard from Dad?”

“Sorry, honey. I haven’t.”

I pushed down the familiar hurt that rose in my throat, forcing the words out. “Do you know where he is now?”
“Somewhere in the Middle East, I think. You know how these things are, honey. He can’t say where.”
“When do you think he’ll be back?”
“Hopefully by Christmas. He said he might be able to come home this year. We could spend Christmas together again.”
I hadn’t spent a Christmas with my dad in at least three years. But I didn’t want to disappoint her. He did enough of that.
“That sounds great, Grandma.”
We talked for a few more minutes before I hung up the call, tears welling up in my eyes. We’d never been apart for more than a day or two. I wiped at my face, surprised by the emotion filling me.
For a moment I just sat there, wallowing. I felt disgusting. I’d been traveling for fifteen hours and jet lag was creeping up on me. I needed a shower. I grabbed a towel and my bath stuff, heading for the door. The school had communal bathrooms on each floor— thankfully divided by gender. It was one of the things I had been dreading about dorm life. I wasn’t exactly a get naked in front of everyone kind of girl.
The bathroom, like my dorm room, was a bit of a disappointment. Definitely keeping my flip-flops on for this one.
I settled into the shower just as the first tears began to fall.
***
It felt weird walking back to my room in just a towel, but the only places to change in the bathroom were fairly public. This seemed like the lesser of two evils. I clutched the top of the terry cloth with a tight fist. At least I felt a little more human after my shower.
Luckily the floor was still pretty empty as I padded down the hall. This was the first day students could move into the dorms but school didn’t start for a few days. I’d come early to get the lay of the land and learn my way around London. I stopped in front of my door, shifting my bath caddy to the other hand so I could punch in the code. This time I got in on the first try.
Shutting the door behind me, I set down my bath stuff and grabbed the clothes I’d left on the bed. Then I unwrapped the towel from my body, letting it drop to the floor.
“I was wrong. You’re definitely my type.”
I whirled around in shock at the sound of that voice, smooth and teasing, my gaze colliding with the boy from the steps—
And then his gaze traveled lower, and he wasn’t looking at my eyes anymore.

I SEE LONDON February 3, 2014
I SEE LONDON Copyright © Chanel Cleeton Permission to reproduce text granted by Harlequin Books S.A.


Buy Links
Barnes & Noble:  http://bit.ly/1khLGx1

About Chanel
        Originally a Florida girl, at seventeen Chanel moved to London to attend an international university.  In the four years that followed, she received her bachelor’s and master’s degrees, learned how to dance, travelled through Europe, and made lifelong friendships.  Chanel fell in love with London and planned to stay there forever.  But fate intervened on a Caribbean cruise, when an American fighter pilot with smooth dance moves, swept her off her feet. 
Now, a happily ever after later, Chanel is living her next adventure in South Korea.  An avid reader and hopeless romantic, she is happiest curled up with a book.  She has a weakness for handbags, puppy cuddles, and her fighter pilot husband.  Harlequin (HQN) will release Chanel’s New Adult debut, I SEE LONDON, on February 3, 2014, followed by a sequel, LONDON FALLING, later in the year.

Author Links
Website:   www.chanelcleeton.com



Tuesday, March 4, 2014

BOOK BIRTHDAY: Best Kind of Broken by Chelsea Fine

OMG!  It's finally here! I was lucky enough to read an ARC (advanced reader copy) of this book by the amazingly talented Chelsea Fine!  Let me tell you....you are NOT going to want to miss this book!!!!!

Best Kind of Broken
by Chelsea Fine


Synopsis


SOMETIMES MOVING ON MEANS MOVING IN

Pixie Marshall wishes every day she could turn back time and fix the past. But she can't. And the damage is done. She's hoping that a summer of free room and board working with her aunt at the Willow Inn will help her forget. Except there's a problem: the resident handyman is none other than Levi Andrews. The handsome quarterback was once her friend-and maybe more--until everything changed in a life-shattering instant. She was hoping to avoid him, possibly forever. Now he's right down the hall and stirring up feelings Pixie thought she'd long buried . . .

Levi can't believe he's living with the one person who holds all his painful memories. More than anything he wants to make things right, but a simple "sorry" won't suffice--not when the tragedy that scarred them was his fault. Levi knows Pixie's better off without him, but every part of him screams to touch her, protect her, wrap her in his arms, and kiss away the pain. Yet even though she's so close, Pixie's heart seems more unreachable than ever. Seeing those stunning green eyes again has made one thing perfectly clear--he can't live without her.

"By turns humorous and heartbreaking, Best Kind Of Broken has become one of my favorites!"
--- CORA CARMACKNew York Times bestselling author of Losing It.

"You'll fall for Pixie and Levi, just like I did!"
--- JENNIFER L. ARMENTROUT (J. Lynn), #1 New York Times bestselling author of Wait For You

"Tangled with friendship, history and heartbreak--not to mention a huge dose of
humor--Chelsea Fine's New Adult novel is not to be missed! Beyond an
incredibly HOT read, Pixie and Levi's longing for each other will have
you rooting for them till the very end."
--- JAY CROWNOVERNew York Times bestselling author of Rule

"This book destroyed me. Tore me into little tiny pieces. But somehow with
lots of laughs and some very steamy times, Chelsea put me back together
again! Chelsea Fine's style is witty, visceral and fresh. All I wanted
to do was crawl inside this book and live with the characters. And now
all I want is MORE."
--- CHELSEA M. CAMERONNew York Times bestselling author of My Favorite Mistake

"Sandwiched between laugh out loud moments and some serious heat, Best Kind of Broken is an unforgettable story of loss and forgiveness that will leave your heart aching."
--- LISA DESROCHERSUSA Today bestselling author of A Little Too Far


Excerpt

            Levi is so distracting. His arms are all raised, and his shoulders are all broad, and he’s fixing crap, and it’s just…it’s just…annoying.
With a huff and a puff and some choice words in my head, I grab my sliced bell peppers and force my feet to the stove. I throw the vegetables into a frying pan, grab a wooden spoon, and ignore Levi’s close proximity.
My body hums.
I ignore that too.
I steal a glance in his direction and watch as the corded muscles in his forearm flex as he unscrews something on the fire alarm box. Why does he have so many muscles in his forearm? That can’t be healthy.
I drop my eyes to the frying pan and focus on bell peppers, because bell peppers are interesting and they don’t have backs the size of Alaska or copious amounts of forearm muscles.
The forearm muscles that I’m not thinking about lightly brush my shoulder and the humming inside my body knots together and zips around like a bumblebee on crack.
I casually turn down the heat on the stove, like that’s the reason I’m suddenly a human vibrator, and go back to stirring. Levi goes back to screwing.
Bell peppers.
I’m thinking about bell peppers.
He brushes against me again, except this time his forearm grazes my breast and my body immediately goes wild like I’m some love-starved teenager and the humming dives low in my belly and the stove gets hotter and my breaths get shallow and suddenly bell peppers are the sexiest vegetable on earth.
From the corner of my eye, I catch his Adam’s apple bobbing with a nervous swallow, which can only mean one thing. The boob brush was an accident.
Well crap.
If he had been trying to cop a feel with his Hulkish forearm, I could have responded with some kind of snarky “you’re a pervert” comment. But it wasn’t on purpose and somehow that makes it sexier and now the cracked-out bumblebee is buzzing in my nether regions and my hands are starting to tingle and why the HELL is this stove so hot?
I turn the burner down another notch and take a slow, deep breath. I have a boyfriend. A great boyfriend. So this sexual frustration I feel around Levi is nothing to get my bee-loving panties in a bunch about. I just need to calm down.
Levi lowers his arm for a moment, his eyes still on the alarm, and stretches his neck.
Ah, the neck stretch. The universal sign of stress. Well at least I’m not alone in my frustration. My hot, distracting, pants-are-so-inconvenient frustration.
Wait, what?
Who said anything about pants? I am NOT thinking about pants—or lack thereof. Damn you, bell peppers!
I toss the wooden spoon to the side and move back to the counter where the threat of being turned on by a handyman or, you know, a sautéed vegetable is much less severe.
I bite back a groan. What was I thinking, living under the same roof as Levi? There’s no way I’ll survive the summer.
Hell, I can barely survive breakfast.


My Review
5 STARS

Chelsea Fine originally astounded me with her fresh writing and unique story line in her Archer's of Avalon Series, a YA Paranormal Series with a seriously hot set of twins and an amazing epic journey.  If you haven't read them, you should!  

After reading the trilogy, I found out that her first book was what she referred to as "just a little book I wrote" called Sophie and Carter.  While closer to the length of a Novella, this story spoke volumes of Chelsea's ability to write real emotions in a non-paranormal world!  I was in awe!  So when I found out that she was releasing a New Adult Contemporary Series, I couldn't wait to see what she came up with and I wasn't disappointed!

Now I am super ANTI-SPOILER, so I'm going to stay short and sweet.  Best Kind of Broken follows Pixie and Levi who have a complicated past with a lot of unresolved sexual tension. Thrown together in very close living situation, the past is hard to ignore. I love that Chelsea doesn't let me know up front what happened and allows it to develop and blossom throughout the story.  With plenty of laughs through her hilarious inner dialogue, lots of steamy moments, pain and loss, acceptance, love and a happily ever after, you won't want to miss this book!

Buy Links


About Chelsea


Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She’s ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

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