Sunday Brunch with Kristy Love + Giveaway

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Sunday Brunch is where we ask an author a series of ridiculous questions that have little or nothing to do with books or reading, all in an attempt for you to get to know the person behind the books and maybe, just maybe…pick up one of their titles. Hope you enjoy!
BHR: You’re a new addition to the crayon box. What color would you be and why?

K.L.: A blackish-grey. Because there ain’t no sunshine and rainbows in me.

 

BHR: On a scale of 1 to 10, how intolerable do you find baby pictures on Facebook?

K.L.: 0. Unless it’s a baby I like.

 

BHR: If there was a movie produced about your life, who would play you and why?

K.L.: This is a masochistic question and I refuse to answer. It wouldn’t be anyone pretty. Or funny. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who finds me funny.

 

BHR: If you could be any animal in the world, what animal would you be and why? name be?

K.L.: A dog. Because they’re the best. Or a manatee. Because they’re ugly and fat and everyone loves them for it. Being an ugly fat human is frowned upon.

 

BHR: You are an alien, with your own spaceship – who do you abduct?

K.L.: Penny Reid. Because I need to have a conversation with her in real life.

 

BHR: We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

K.L.: Whatever I have the ingredients for. How long has it been since I’ve gone to the grocery store? That’s a more important question.

 

BHR: Who would you let punch you directly in the face?

K.L.: That shit hurts. So it’d have to be someone good.

 

BHR: What is your favorite kind of cookie?

K.L.: All of them.

 

BHR: Who do you just hate the most? 😉

K.L.: There isn’t enough time or Xanax for this question.

 

BHR: What is your favorite quote?

K.L.: “We’re all a little weird and life’s a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them in mutual weirdness and call it love.” ~ Dr. Seuss (it’s also in my living room wall)

 

BHR: What’s your favorite ’90s jam?

K.L.: I loved Aaliyah. That song with the weird baby noise… I blasted that shit.

Love’s fourth book in her Undone series recently released and she is giving away a signed paperback of it below. 

 

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Emptiness was my constant companion.
Grief was all I knew. Loneliness was all I felt.
Life beat me down. The punches kept coming.
I existed. Didn’t really live.

Then he came into my life.
Roman.
He was like a battering ram with a silver tongue.
But for the first time in so long, I felt something.
I felt everything.
Peace.
Cared for.
Hope.

But hope led only to disappointment.

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Loss.
Simple. Complicated. Life Altering.
I lived alone, consumed by everything I no longer possessed.
I had nothing to live for.

Mia woke something inside me I thought died long ago.
There was finally someone to share my life.
This was a dream I’d relinquished long ago.
She stirred emotion that I tried to fight,
But I wanted her.
Needed her.
I felt I had something to live for.

But hope was a liability I couldn’t afford.

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Sunday Brunch with T. Gephart + Giveaway

by T Gephart

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Sunday Brunch is where we ask an author a series of ridiculous questions that have little or nothing to do with books or reading, all in an attempt for you to get to know the person behind the books and maybe, just maybe…pick up one of their titles. Hope you enjoy!

 

BHR: If you could be any animal in the world, what animal would you be and why? name be?

T.G.: My dog. My husband says I have “ruined” our dog because he is so spoilt. He has the best life and doesn’t have to deal with any responsibility.

 

BHR: We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

T.G.: Italian food. I’m actually a good cook. Make it all from scratch. If even thought of buying jar sauce my Nonna would haunt my ass until the end of time.

 

BHR: If there was a movie produced about your life, who would play you and why?

T.G.: Oooooooo maybe Kate Beckinsdale? Not for any other reason in that she looks like a badass in Underworld and I want to pretend I look that freaking hot. Other than that if we could not focus on age, maybe Julia Louis-Dreyfus.

 

BHR: Who would you let punch you directly in the face?

T.G.: Say what? I’m from an Italian background. You want to punch me in the face, you’re going to end up with a horse head in your bed.

 

BHR: You’re a new addition to the crayon box. What color would you be and why?

Carmen: ThisBitchIsCrazy Red. It would be a deep red with blue under tones, and tendency to not colour in between the lines.

 

BHR: Where would you go in a time machine?

T.G.: Tough question. Maybe the 1920’s – the fashion was BADASS and the era has a romantic decadence about it.

 

BHR: Who’s your favorite Spice Girl?

T.G.: Posh, for no other reason than David Beckham.

 

BHR: Who do you just hate the most? ?

T.G.: I have a list and top place changes sometimes hourly. Kayne features heavily, as do the Kardashians. Bieber gets a mention. And basically anyone who is generally being an ignorant asshole. Don’t be an asshole, it’s not hard.

 

BHR: What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever unintentionally vomited?

T.G.: A trash can, backstage at a concert. I tried to be discreet but I don’t think I succeeded. Those shots I drank at the bar weren’t so fun a few hours later.

 

BHR: What is your favorite quote?

T.G.: “She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her away, she adjusted her sails.” – Elizabeth Edwards.

 

BHR: If you were an ice cream flavor, what would you be?

T.G.: Ben and Jerry’s The Tonight Dough. It’s a mix of everything crazy and somehow it just works. Try it. It is delicious.

 

T. Gephart’s newest title, The Fall, releases today!

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Salvation doesn’t exist.
It’s a lie people tell themselves in the dark, alone so their conscience might be eased. To give them hope that, in the end, we can all be forgiven.
Except we can’t.
And no amount of praying will change that.
For me there will be no redemption, and I will leave this world with the same black heart I entered it with.
The comfort in knowing who I am and what I am capable of keeps me warmer than any lie of having my soul saved.
Because I know the truth.
Because I know there is no Heaven.
And there is no Hell.
There is only the fall.

Michael has no one. No family. No Friends. And not a soul in the world cares about him, only a system that tried to break him.
With a strong dislike for establishments and conformity, he has lived his life as a rogue. A hired thug with no allegiances except to his own word.

Sofia has grown up in the shadow of her father—one of the most powerful drug lords in the city. She has vowed to bring him to justice, moving through the ranks of the Chicago PD in an effort to be as far removed from her father’s lifestyle as possible.

Two worlds collide when Michael shows up at her door, a gun in his hand and a look in his eyes that terrifies her. Suddenly, Sofia has a price on her head and Michael is the only one who can keep her out of the crossfire.

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T Gephart is an indie author from Melbourne, Australia.

T’s approach to life has been somewhat unconventional. Rather than going to University, she jumped on a plane to Los Angeles, USA in search of adventure. While this first trip left her somewhat underwhelmed and largely depleted of funds it fueled her appetite for travel and life experience.

With a rather eclectic resume, which reads more like the fiction she writes than an actual employment history, T struggled to find her niche in the world.

While on a subsequent trip the United States in 1999, T met and married her husband. Their whirlwind courtship and interesting impromptu convenience store wedding set the tone for their life together, which is anything but ordinary. They have lived in Louisiana, Guam and Australia and have travelled extensively throughout the US. T has two beautiful young children and one four legged child, Woodley the wonder dog.

An avid reader, T became increasingly frustrated by the lack of strong female characters in the books she was reading. She wanted to read about a woman she could identify with, someone strong, independent and confident who didn’t lack femininity. Out of this need, she decided to pen her first book, A Twist of Fate. She enjoyed the process so much that when it was over she couldn’t let it go.

T loves to travel, laugh and surround herself with colourful characters. This inevitably spills into her writing and makes for an interesting journey – she is well and truly enjoying the ride!

Based on her life experiences, T has plenty of material for her books and has a wealth of ideas to keep you all enthralled.


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by Carmen Jenner
Also by this author: Revelry

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Sunday Brunch is where we ask an author a series of ridiculous questions that have little or nothing to do with books or reading, all in an attempt for you to get to know the person behind the books and maybe, just maybe…pick up one of their titles. Hope you enjoy!

 

BHR: If you could be any animal in the world, what animal would you be and why? name be?

Carmen: I’d be an otter. THEY HOLD HANDS IN THE WATER, PEOPLE!!! I recently had a religious experience watching the otters at Taronga Zoo in Sydney and I think I have the family convinced that we should move to the US in order to have a whole yard full of them.

 

BHR: We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

Carmen: Whatever you can rustle up. I think there’s some skittles in the cupboard. No, I actually make a mean lasagna. I’m pretty alright with baked goods too, but I rarely have time for baking any more.

 

BHR: If there was a movie produced about your life, who would play you and why?

Carmen: Probably Rebel Wilson. I’m not sure why anyone is making a movie about my life though. Make Sugartown a movie instead, so we can cast Stephen James. 😉

 

BHR: Who would you let punch you directly in the face?

Carmen: Um … no one. I’m a big softly and will likely cry. Actually, I’d probably let Ali punch me in the face as payback for breaking her heart with Harley & Rose, but only this one time.

 

BHR: You’re a new addition to the crayon box. What color would you be and why?

Carmen: HOT Mother-freaking-pink! 😉

 

BHR: Where would you go in a time machine?

Carmen: I’d love to say the 1950’s because I adore the clothes, cars, makeup, hairstyles, houses and movie stars from that era, but I’d be that one housewife who, instead of waiting by the door for my husband with a martini when he got home from a long day at work, would likely drink it myself and tell him to fix his own dinner. So I’m going back to ancient Egypt as Cleopatra where I can sit on a gilded throne and order people around.

 

BHR: What’s your favorite ’90s jam?

Carmen: No! Too hard! Too hard! Don’t Speak by No Doubt.

 

BHR: Who do you just hate the most? 😉

Carmen: Nicolas Cage, and those Housewives of fill in the city here… on TV that are famous because they married some random dude with money. And the Kardashians. They can all go away now. 😉

 

BHR: How old were you when you realised Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny probably never actually knew one another in real life?

Carmen: WTF?! They don’t? I feel like I’ve been lied to my whole life! Thanks Blackheart, b*tches, thanks a lot. 😛

 

BHR: What is your favorite quote?

Carmen: “We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in.” This is often credited to Ernest Hemingway but it is in fact one of those weird internet mash-up quotes that people kind of ran together and misquoted. Apparently there’s a similar line said by Hemingway and a different line sung by Leonard Cohen in the song “Anthem” that equates to the same thing. It’s still my favorite line though, regardless of who said it.

 

BHR: If you were an ice cream flavor, what would you be?

Carmen: One of those crazy rainbow flavors with popping candy and mixed nuts because you never know what you’re going to get.

 

Jenner’s newest title, Harley & Rose, is a complete departure from all her previous work and it’s on sale Tuesday, October 18th! You can add it on Goodreads >HERE<.

 

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Ever since she was a little girl, thirty-year-old Rose dreamed of the day Harley would carry her across the threshold on their honeymoon. So what if this isn’t her actual wedding day, and that she’s only here because Harley was left at the altar just a few hours earlier?

Trading San Francisco for paradise and swapping her bridesmaid’s bouquet for a Blue Hawaii, Rose hopes she can finally escape the friend zone.

Once upon a time they had been more than friends, but life got in the way. She’s spent every day since wishing Harley would get a clue.

She’s always been his best friend.

He’s always been hers.

She’s in love with him.

He’s … not in love with her.

He’s … marrying someone else.

He’s … hiding something.

He’s … well—it’s complicated.

 

 

 

 

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Carmen Jenner is a thirty-something, USA TODAY and international bestselling author of the Sugartown, Savage Saints, and Taint series.
Her dark romance, KICK (Savage Saints MC #1), won Best Dark Romance Read in the Reader’s Choice Awards at RWDU 2015.
A tattoo enthusiast, hardcore MAC addict and zombie fangirl, Carmen lives on the sunny north coast of New South Wales, Australia, where she spends her time indoors wrangling her two wildling children, a dog named Pikelet, and her very own man-child.
A romantic at heart, Carmen strives to give her characters the HEA they deserve, but not before ruining their lives completely first … because what’s a happily ever after without a little torture?


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by Claire Contreras
Also by this author: Paper hearts

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Sunday Brunch is where we ask an author a series of ridiculous questions that have little or nothing to do with books or reading, all in an attempt for you to get to know the person behind the books and maybe, just maybe…pick up one of their titles. Hope you enjoy!

BHR: You’re a new addition to the crayon box. What color would you be and why?

Claire: Blood Thirsty Red. I don’t know. I just like that name and it would be deep red, which is always nice.

BHR: You are an alien, with your own spaceship – who do you abduct?

Claire: Stephen King and clone the shit out of him.

BHR: If you were a stalker, would you be good at it?

Claire: Hell yes.

BHR: What’s your favorite ’90s jam?

Claire: Damn. Hard question. I’ll just go with Hand in My Pocket by Alanis Morissette since it’s the first song that comes to mind (What it all comes down tooooo
is that everything is going to be quite all riiight).

BHR: If you were on an island and could only bring three things, what would you bring?

Claire: Journal, water, and a phone with one of those huge battery packs. Is there reception, though?… shit… I need to rethink this. If there’s no reception then I guess a book. I don’t know what book though. Maybe Shutter Island. Might as well go completely insane while I’m on this island.

BHR: If you could be any animal in the world, what animal would you be and why? 

Claire: My two favorite animals are: octopus and owls, but I’m afraid of the ocean and I’m afraid of flying, so… I’m basically screwed. Maybe an indoor cat because they get away with being assholes and still get fed.

BHR: What’s the most money you’ve ever drunkenly spent at a fast food joint?

Claire: Not much. Probably $5. Hello, have you been to Wendy’s or Taco Bell? You can get just about anything for $1.

BHR: If there was a movie produced about your life, who would play you and why?

Claire: LOL, Millie Bobby Brown (I’m assuming this movie will happen after I die).

BHR: Who would you let punch you directly in the face?

Claire: Fuck off. Nobody.

BHR: How old were you when you realised Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny probably never actually knew one another in real life?

Claire: Dude… when I was seven I figured out the Easter Bunny because my mom left the basket in her backseat and left me in the car while she ran into the store for 5min. I mean, who does that? (The basket part, obviously nobody leaves a kid in the car in 2016. We’d all be in jail if we lived the way we did back then). After I figured that out, I started questioning EVERYTHING. I still do.

BHR: We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

Claire: Depends. How many days did I have to prepare for this and do you have any allergies? Either way I’d probably buy Jamaican food from this joint a few blocks down. SO, SO GOOD.

BHR: What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever unintentionally vomited?

Claire: The fair (in front of everybody, right by the entrance). I had a stomach virus, but decided I needed to go eat Elephant Ears since the fair only comes once a year. Not a good idea.

BHR: What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever intentionally vomited?

Claire: Nowhere. That was the only time I’ve ever vomited in 32 years (not kidding).

BHR: Who was your favorite Spice Girl?

Claire: I never liked the Spice Girls :/ . I know.

BHR: What is your favorite kind of cookie?

Claire: Double stuf Oreos. Unless you bake chocolate chip cookies, and then those are my favorite. Warm with cold milk. Yum.

BHR: What is your favorite quote?

Claire: “We walk alone through this world, but if we’re lucky, we have a moment of belonging to something, to someone, that sustains us through a lifetime of loneliness.”

BHR: Who do you just hate the most? 😉

Claire: Ha. Wouldn’t you like to know?

BHR: Where would you go in a time machine?

Claire: Wow. It’s a toss-up between ancient Egypt and Woodstock 1969.

 

the-player-claire-contrerasI’m naturally gifted on the field and between the sheets. With flashy cars and enough media attention to put the Royal Family to shame, I’m the definition of Most Eligible Bachelor.

I’ve never met a man who doesn’t want to be me or a woman who doesn’t want to tame me. Until I meet Camila.

From the moment I lay eyes on her, I know I have to have her.

She wants to keep me at arm’s length.
I want her naked in my bed.

She thinks our worlds are too different.
All I want her to think about is screaming my name.

She says I’m bad news.

I have three weeks to prove her wrong.

 

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Claire is a New York Times & USA Today Best Selling author, mother of two, wife of one, owner of three dogs, and breast cancer survivor.

She enjoys writing anything from children’s stories to erotic suspense, but her most notable work is a contemporary romance. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and dreaming about places she wants to visit.


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by Tara Brown

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Sunday Brunch is where we ask an author a series of ridiculous questions that have little or nothing to do with books or reading, all in an attempt for you to get to know the person behind the books and maybe, just maybe…pick up one of their titles. Hope you enjoy!

 

BHR: You’re a new addition to the crayon box. What color would you be and why?

Tara:  Divine Brown, mostly because she’s that hooker who banged Hugh Grant.

 

BHR: What’s your favorite ’90s jam?

Tara: Is Da Funk by Daft Punk a wrong answer? I should have some bullshit philosophical answer like something from the Jagged Little Pill album but I was a bar star in the 90’s and never thought about suicide. I loved Beastie Boys and Run DMC. OMG It’s Like That, frig I love that song. I got drunk a lot.

 

BHR: If you could be any animal in the world, what animal would you be and why? name be?

Tara: Wolf, fast, cute, family animal, no flying – fuck that shit, and they are adaptable. They can live anywhere. They don’t need a saviour, they take care of business for themselves. I think my name would be epic like Mouthy Queen of the Moon. Queen for short.

 

BHR: If you were a stalker, would you be good at it?

Tara: If? Let’s let that answer it for me.

 

BHR: If you were on an island and could only bring three things, what would you bring?

Tara: Nick, he’s like a wolf as far as adaptability and survival goes and he brings a penis so that solves me surviving and getting sex. And sometimes he calls me queen. It’s mostly Sunday mornings. A bra. Heat chafe is a thing. A grape plant.

 

BHR: You are an alien, with your own spaceship – who do you abduct?

Tara: Firstly, I do many laps around the earth, creating a counter orbit and causing time to go backwards. Then I go back to Brad Pitt in Fight Club. And then when I get sick of that, or when he finally starts to cry from all the biting that is occurring, I go get Collin Firth because I suspect he’s into that. And he has an accent.

 

BHR: On a scale of 1 to 10, how intolerable do you find baby pictures on Facebook?

Tara: 7

 

BHR: What’s the most money you’ve ever drunkenly spent at a fast food joint?

Tara: It wasn’t drunkenly. It was around $36. I was in college and very emo sad and I sat in my car and ate till I had to open the door up and puke in the parking lot. Whether I ate after puking is my own business, so mind yours.

 

BHR: We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

Tara: Mexican. I used to work at this divey place with the best Baja ever. I am known as Tarasita in a few groups.

 

BHR: Who would you let punch you directly in the face?

Tara: My mom, a girl owes a debt. Maybe my sister. Same reason.

 

BHR: How old were you when you realised Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny probably never actually knew one another in real life?

Tara: 14. Don’t laugh, Leah!!!!!

 

BHR: Who was your favorite Spice Girl?

Tara: Posh. She was the smartest. She came off as dumb as a bag of shit, never said much. But then as the other bitches are doing not much, she landed the HOTTEST soccer player ever, fuck add him to the alien list, and totally recreated herself. She did the posh thing to keep it cool, never shamed herself. She acted like a lady in the streets and a whore in the sheets. I suspect she’s also a biter.

 

BHR: What is your favorite kind of cookie?

Tara: Ginger snaps

 

BHR: What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever unintentionally vomited?

Tara: Probably the parking lot at McDonalds during the emo thing.

 

BHR: What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever intentionally vomited?

Tara: In my bustier, it’s a weird story. This guy had a new car and he was giving me and my friend a ride home after the bar. I said I had to puke and he said the car was brand new so I pulled open my shirt and lost it in my bustier. Proud moment?

 

BHR: Who do you just hate the most? 😉

Tara: I have so many political answers. Let’s go with Russell Crow.

 

BHR: Where would you go in a time machine?

Tara: Jane Austen’s house

 

BHR: What is your favorite quote?

Tara: The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid. By Jane Austen

 

BHR: If you were an ice cream flavor, what would you be?

Tara: Something with nuts, let’s be real. Like Salty nuts. Salted nut bag? Is that a flavour?

 

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Split personalities? I won’t rule it out.
A little crazy? Possibly.
Boring? NEVER!

I am the award-winning, international bestselling mystery writer, Tara Brown–but that’s not all. Some days I’m the cook, others I’m the maid, but mostly I’m the chauffeur to my two darling girls. Oh, and I’m always the dog trainer and cat wrangler. And on some occasions, I fancy myself a bit of a con artist–I believe I have my husband convinced that changing kitty litter is bad for women.

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Sunday Brunch + ARC Giveaway + Excerpt: Kennedy Ryan

by Kennedy Ryan
Also by this author: Still

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Happy Sunday! Today we are chatting with the fabulous Kennedy Ryan and taking a peak at her upcoming release My Soul To Keep, scroll down for an excerpt and an ARC giveaway!

 

If people were thrown in jail for bad habits, what would be your crime?

Staying up too late! I barely sleep. I’m like a vampiric early bird.

 

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

I’d have a wonder twin power. Like form of…an ice pick! And then you’d always have a super friend! (You can tell I’m an extrovert! LOL!)

 

What would your superhero name be?

Duo!

 

If you were a stalker, would you be good at it?

I’d suck balls at stalking. I’d giggle every time I was within stalking distance of my prey. I’d be all…this is SO cool!

 

You are forced into karaoke – what song do you sing?

I’m Walking On Sunshine by Katrina And The Waves

 

You are an alien, with your own spaceship – who do you abduct?

My husband because he’s the best. He’d know when I wanted to talk and when to leave me alone!

 

Chunky or Creamy

Creamy. I should not be forced to choose.

 

Godzilla or King Kong

If I say King Kong am I Naomi Watts? King Kong.

 

Who is your favorite Disney princess?

I’m gonna go with Pocahontas. People forget her!

 

We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

If you tell me we’ll both know! LOL! Hubby asks me the same thing every night and I’m generally this unprepared.

 

Pick two celebrities to be your parents.

Audrey Hepburn, b/c I’m obsessed with her for obvious reasons. And Sidney Poitier, for less obvious, but still valid, reasons. He’s awesome!

 

 

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It seems the things worth keeping are often the hardest to hold…

KAI

I had two things in life that mattered. My mother and my music.
Mama was taken from me too soon, and now music is all I have left. It’s the thing that’s pushed me right out of backwoods Georgia into Los Angeles, where the line between fantasy and reality shimmers and blurs. I’m finally making my way, making my mark. I can’t afford to fall for one of music’s brightest stars. Not now. Music is all I have left, and I’m holding on tight with both hands. I won’t let go, not even for Rhyson Gray.

RHYSON

I had one thing in my life that mattered – music. The only constant, it’s taken me to heights most people only dream about; a gift dropped in my lap at birth. I thought it was enough. I thought it was everything until I met Kai. Now she’s all I think about, like a song I can’t get out of my head. If I have to chase her, if I have to give up everything – I will. And once she’s mine, I won’t let go.

 

 

 

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My Soul to Keep
Copyright (c) Kennedy Ryan, 2015
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Each person has their solo moment to show off what they can do before passing it off to the next person. Dub is fantastic. His body is as much an instrument as my piano, and he plays it with confidence. He commands everyone’s attention with the fluidity of every movement. Popping his shoulders, rolling his body, every motion purposeful but effortless.
And then it’s Kai’s turn. I’m nervous for her. I’ve seen her teach her dance class, and I can tell she’s good, but this guy, these dancers, are on another level. I hope she can hold her own.
As soon as she starts moving, my jaw hangs open. I knew she was talented, but I had no idea how little I had seen. Not only is she holding her own, but she is more magnetic than Dub ever could be. She spins, dark hair swinging out behind her. She drops to her haunches, rolling her hips back and forth, and then pops upright, arms extended over her head, eyes closed, head rolled back. She loses herself in the sensual pull of the music, and she’s making love to the beat. Thrusting, grinding, her body rolling, finding the pulse embedded in the lyrics.
My dick is like a lead pipe under this table. I want her to the point of physical pain. There is only one release for this, and that’s having Kai spread beneath me, her body the harbor I sink into. Unrestricted access to all that sweetness. I want to tear the roof off this place because she won’t give herself to me. I feel Jimmi’s eyes on me, watching me watching Kai, but I can’t help it. And even though I know the longer I watch Kai, the more Jimmi will hate her, I can’t look away.
Dub steps into Kai’s space, and her eyes open slowly like she expected him, like she lured him. He cradles her hips with his hands and pulls her into his body. Kai doesn’t miss a beat, but twists until her back presses into his chest. She rolls her hips into his before spinning away, teasing him over her shoulder, her eyes holding him captive. He chases her, grabs her, lifts her. She wraps her legs around his waist and falls back until her hair brushes the floor. She snaps herself back up, pressing their chests together, and then she slides down his body like honey, coating him with her arms and legs before sliding away again. It’s like their bodies know exactly what to do. Instinct, talent, and elegant athleticism spark a connection between their bodies that has everyone around them cheering and high-fiving and clapping.
When the song ends, that confident sensuality Kai wore like skin during the music, falls away. I think I just witnessed the alter ego she told me shows up when she performs. She leaves the center of the circle, and I know her well enough to see self-consciousness settle around her shoulders. She laughs up at Dub, but it’s not reckless and free like moments before. I know that feeling. True freedom is only really found in those moments where you’re unleashed into your purpose. Something comes alive in me that lays dormant when I’m not making music. I will never shine brighter than I do behind a piano or a microphone.
The stage is my galaxy. It’s Kai’s too, and she’s destined to be a shooting star. My days of having her to myself are numbered, but I’m okay with that. I want that for her. I’ll share her with the rest of the world, but if I didn’t know before, I know now. I want to see her soar. Hell, I’m determined to help her soar higher than she ever imagined, if she’ll let me, but when she comes down, I want her to land with me.

 

My Soul To Keep Kennedy Ryan

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About Kennedy Ryan

Kennedy Ryan grew up in North Carolina, but loves living in Atlanta with her husband (tall – check, dark – check – handsome – check), and her handful of a son. Though she knew, like writers often do, that she was supposed to tell stories, the road to fulfillment has been paved with “some of everything” jobs that kept her family eating and living indoors. With her degree in Journalism from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (Go Tar Heels!), she has focused on writing for non-profit organizations and even doing some non-fiction ghost writing. Only in the last few years did she start telling stories again.

In addition to being a devoted wife and mom, she’s also passionate about serving families living with Autism. Her son was diagnosed with Autism at the age of two, and she has made it her mission to help as many families as possible find the resources and services they need.

I am just as passionate about the REAL LIFE stories I tell as I am about the worlds I build in fiction. Some of these use my given TINA DULA and some are written under my pseudonym KENNEDY RYAN.


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by Scarlett Edwards

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Good morning, lovelies! It’s been a few weeks, but Sunday Brunch is back with a vengeance.  Starting it all up again by chatting with Scarlett Edwards and featuring her new release, Landon, which just went live last Friday.

 

 

If people were thrown in jail for bad habits, what would be your crime?

Writing excessively even on the toilet paper.

 

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

Undoing bad deeds.

 

What would your superhero name be?

Why, Landon of course.

 

If you were a stalker, would you be good at it?

Perfect match.

 

You are forced into karaoke – what song do you sing?

Black Hole Sun

 

You are an alien, with your own spaceship – who do you abduct?

My mother

 

Chunky or Creamy

Chunky

 

Godzilla or King Kong

Godzilla

 

Who is your favorite Disney princess?

Ariel

 

We come to your house for dinner, what are we eating?

Proteinated pasta with extra fiber on a side.

 

Pick two celebrities to be your parents.

Jonny Depp and my mother

 

landon

Can one night change your life? I never thought so.

But can one night with the right man change everything?

I am about to find out…

Fearful of exposing the secret she’s been hiding for years, Celeste Adams never lets feelings seep into her relationships with men. But when one sinful night introduces her to a gorgeous stranger she cannot simply forget, her resolve to remain unattached is threatened…

She resists the temptation to seek out more, while forging ahead plans to recreate herself as a graduate student at the University of Chicago. And she does just fine, until that very same stranger waltzes back into her life as the very sexy, and very unattainable…

Professor James Landon.

… Suddenly our lives are thrown together on a collision course of the deepest passions. Neither of us know how far this will lead. How powerful these feelings will become.

Or, that our love is doomed from the very start.

 

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About Scarlett Edwards

Scarlett Edwards is the alternate pen-name of author E.A. Knight.

We’re both the same person! And we share one email list for all our new releases.


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