Kaitlyn Woodley is a beautiful, determined, high school senior, who embraces her small-town roots and country life. She’s studious, musically gifted, and headed for a successful career in swimming. Aside from a catty group of jealous girls, who taunt her mercilessly, Kaitlyn’s dreams are well within her reach. That is, until she becomes tangled up with the handsome Pistol Black, a rodeo cowboy, who not only turns every girl’s head in the county, but also turns her perfect world upside down.
Kaitlyn’s overprotective twin brother and best friends, begin to see signs that make them question Pistol’s subtle control over her. As secrets are unveiled, they intervene to save her from a possible path of destruction. To their surprise, when best friend Brody steps in to protect her, newly discovered feelings complicate an already volatile situation. Soon, everything begins to change. Old feelings die, new feelings emerge, and the once beautiful path they had traveled over summer, begins to alter with the season.
Will Kaitlyn’s closest friends be able to pull her from the destructive path she’s been led to follow? As the winds of time blast through their lives, the loyalty toward their best friend will remain stronger than ever. They are determined to protect her, even if one of them ends up getting hurt in the hunt for safety. One thing is for certain, none of this close group of friends will be left untouched when fall breaks.
Julie Solano has lived in far Northern California, nearly her entire life. She graduated from CSU, Chico, where she majored in Psychology and minored in Child Development. She later went on to Simpson University where she obtained her multiple subject teaching credential. Julie enjoys life in the “State of Jefferson” where she lives with her husband and two children. As a family, they spend their time tromping around the Marble Mountains and Russian Wilder-ness. They also take pleasure in rafting, skiing, snowmobiling, off-roading, campfires, and living it up in the great outdoors. When she’s not with her family, Julie spends her days teaching next door to her co-author, fellow prankster, and partner in crime, Tracy. The most recent of their crazy adventures was to take on the challenge of writing this silly, little novel about life in their neck of the woods. They hope you have fun reading this story which was inspired by their small town, rural upbringing, and the personalities of their four children.
Born and raised in Northern California, Tracy Justice is a wife, mother, and full-time teacher. She graduated from CSU, Chico with a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Liberal Arts. One of her fondest memories growing up was herding cattle in the Marble Mountains with her family. She enjoys spending time with her family and friends, riding horses, running, hiking, swimming, and of course reading. After some encouragement from Julie, she decided to add “Coauthor” to her ever growing bucket list. She never knew how much fun it would be to write a book with her best friend. She hopes you enjoy reading this story as much as they enjoyed writing it.
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Roth’s bedroom, from the ancient wall sconces burning on the stone walls to the heavy drapes hanging on his ten foot windows.
me again or I’ll have your head on a spike!” He cradled her delicate body in his arms and carried her to a black leather chaise near the window. Kneeling beside her, he lovingly brushed her blonde hair away from her face and softly kissed her temple. “N’anya, Abby, wake up.”
When I ran back home, I wasn’t prepared for the reminders of him everywhere I turned. I certainly never expected Keegan to follow. I thought I made myself clear – we were through. I didn’t want anything to do with him. But, he inserted himself back into my life, and there was nothing I could do.
I pushed he pulled.
I ran and he chased me.
I cried and he wiped away the tears.
He just wouldn’t give up, and the battle my head and my heart are waging, is one I don’t want to be a part of. You see my head says be strong, but my heart is saying I belong to him, and always will.
What does one do when her heart can easily forgive, yet her head refuses to.
Can Keegan, and I restore our fairy tale, or will our story be closed for good?
Keegan was my world since I was six years old. When he walked out of my life, I was certain I would never see him again. He broke my heart, but truthfully I only have myself to blame. Now I’m looking into his incredibly beautiful blue eyes. He came back into my life as quickly as he left. Both of us have changed over the years, but I can’t imagine living another day without him.
My name is Aimee, and this is the story of how I lost and found my best friend and love of my life. The journey may be tough but there is no denying that Keegan, and I were destined to be together. He rescued me the day we met and had always been my prince charming. One thing I’m sure of, I’m not letting my happily ever after get away this time.
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About The Final KO:
I fight bitches for a living.
Which makes finding a decent guy hard when you’re a female MMA fighter. None of them have been my equal. I yearn for a man who can push me to reach new heights and challenge me. A man who will treat me like a lady then lift me up by my ass and impale me against the wall.
But when Arson Kade, MMA’s top fighter and notorious manwhore declares he’s that man for me I have my doubts. Any sane woman would.
There seems to be more to Arson than the rumors that surround him, but will it make me fall hard or run for the hills?
I know I’ve got no choice but to hold on for the ride.
It’s the main event and my heart’s on the line
But will it be the Final KO?
“Your boyfriend. He’s a prick. You deserve better.” He stopped a foot away from me, my four inch heels brought us to an even height. His breath mingled with mine. I was too stunned to move. This man who I found extremely attractive was in my space, making my body start to short circuit, telling me my boyfriend was a prick. Boyfriend?
“He’s not my boyfriend. My agent sent him as my date.” I felt a strange need to let him know that I wasn’t attached. His eyes closed and he took a deep breath. When they opened again I swear I could have orgasmed right there in the garden. The eye fucking he was giving me was so raw I found myself leaning in to get closer.
“Good. You deserve so much more.” I took a step back, trying to disconnect whatever this was. He was Arson fucking Kade. MMA’s notorious bad boy. I didn’t need that. He was not the man I was looking for. I tried to take another step but his strong arms reached out and brought me flushed against his hard body. I didn’t even think there was any words for how his body pressed up against mine made me feel. Every part of me was alive and sensitive.
“Ask me what you deserve.” His breath danced across my cheek. I complied without a fight.
“What do I deserve?” I spoke softly, while looking into his eyes. A low rumble came from his chest and I knew I had pleased him. I felt my sex start to throb from the feeling of pleasing this man.
“You deserve to be treated like the fucking warrior goddess you are. Beautiful, strong, perfect. You deserve a man that can worship your body all night softly, then pull your hair back and fuck you till you scream out in release, over and over. You deserve an equal in life, but a man to dominate you in bed. You deserve the flowers and the fucks.” His fingers gripped my bare back harder. Bringing me closer to him. His hips flexed and I felt his cock hard against my sex. I mewled at the feeling. God I wanted exactly what he said. I wanted it so badly. It’s actually all I have ever wanted but could never find. Sparks flew throughout my nerves as his nose ran along my neck. The feeling of his breath and soft touch was thrilling and yet terrifying. He affected me so strongly. Did he think he was that man he described? I wasn’t so sure. Arson Kade didn’t do flowers, he just did the fucks.
“I don’t even know you.” I whispered but still allowed him to hold me close and tease me with his nose touching me.
“You will.” His voice was strong but whispered like mine. Shivers broke out over my skin.
About Jessica Florence:
Writer of Surviving Valentine. The of The Heart trilogy, Evergreen,Guiding lights, The Final KO.
When she’s not writing her next invigorating story. You can find her running her own business, and spending time with her husband and daughter in southwest florida.
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Title: Freed by Him
Series: Fighting Free Series
Author: GL Chapple
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Suspense
Release date: November 19th 2015
He hurt me
He broke me
He almost destroyed me
Nobody was ever going to do that to me again. I learnt to fight back. I made myself tougher, harder, stronger. I didn’t want or need anyone.
Until Nate Masters.
Until he made me feel, want and need
Then my carefully constructed world began falling apart around me. Secrets shattering my faith in those closest to me and with the nightmare from my past pushing its way back into my present, I don’t know how much strength I have left to fight with…
Could I trust him? Give someone the power to hurt me again? He’s determined to break me free from behind my walls of self preservation
I’m just not sure I’m ready or willing to be Freed by Him….
***Due to possible ‘triggers’ and adult nature of this book it is not intended for those under 18.
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He looked over at me, annoyance on his features. “Last time you had sex with a woman?” he demanded.
I spluttered “Gramps! You want me to tell you the last time I was with a woman?” I asked incredulously.
“I’m not interested in the last time you gave your wrist a work out!” He deadpanned, and I barked out a laugh at him,
“Jesus, Gramps! Can’t you be like other old men?!” I shook my head at him but he still looked at me, waiting.
“Bloody hell” I cursed, cringing knowing that he wouldn’t let the conversation go.
“I dunno why you feel the need to know, 6 days ago. Satisfied?”
He fixed me with a stare. “You trying to be funny, boy? I’ve not been satisfied for nearly two weeks. I’m a grown man who fought for his bloody country, and if I want…”
I interrupted his rant. “Wait! How’d you get it two weeks ago?” I looked at him puzzled, and a slow grin spread over his face.
“Betty stays here quite regularly, boy. We were just unlucky last night, in that the silly old witch next door fell over.”
I’m currently a SAHM to two little ones. I live in Wales in the UK and spend a huge amount of time at the beach, despite our climate…
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I’ve dreamed of writing my whole life and would often pen short stories as a child. Unfortunately, life took over and reading and writing were forced to take a back seat for the last few years. Until my husband bought me a kindle last Christmas, and well, suddenly everything changed…