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RELEASE DATE: January 20th
Blurb
Twenty-five-year-old Sgt. Gray Phillips is at a crossroads
in his life: stay in the Marine Corps or get out and learn to be a civilian?
He’s got forty-five days of leave to make up his mind but the people in his
life aren’t making the decision any easier.
His dad wants him to get out; his grandfather wants him to stay in. And
his growing feelings for Sam Anderson are wreaking havoc with his heart…and his
mind. He believes relationships get
ruined when a Marine goes on deployment.
So now he’s got an even harder decision to make: take a chance on Sam or
leave love behind and give his all to the Marines.
Twenty-two year old Samantha Anderson lost her husband to
an IED in Afghanistan just two months after their vows. Two years later, Sam is
full of regrets—that she didn't move
with her husband to Alaska; that she allowed her friends to drift away; that
she hasn't taken many chances in life. Now, she's met Gray and taking a risk on
this Marine could be her one opportunity to feel alive and in love again. But
how can she risk her heart on another military man who could share the same
tragic fate as her husband?
Note: Although these books are
part of a series, they do not need to be read in order
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Sexy
Excerpt
His tongue and mouth left mine to leave a hot, wet path from
my mouth, across my jaw line, and down to my neck. My leg lifted of its own
accord and he took it as a sign to hitch me up higher until both my legs either
dangled off the floor or wrapped around him. I chose to wrap my legs around him
and was rewarded with a thick hard column pressing into my sex. We both groaned
at the contact and I could feel his sound against my neck. The reverberations
sent minor shocks throughout my nervous system. Holding me up against the wall,
he began thrusting against me rhythmically, every impact of his hips making me
hotter and wetter than I remembered I could get.
I gripped him tighter with my legs and dug my hands into his
hair, using every bit of his body as leverage. He held me up with ease, as if I
were a feather. One hand was under my right butt cheek and the other was
exploring my left side, pulling out my T-shirt, only to find the tank
underneath. Needing his mouth back, I tugged on his hair and he took the hint
immediately. He fastened his lips over mine and we devoured each other, still
rubbing our lower bodies against each other as the bass from the dance floor
pounded the floor boards.
Whimpering, I begged in moans and small cries for more. A
familiar but almost forgotten tension was winding its way from between my legs
outward. All thoughts of storage rooms and hallways and strangers were lost in
a swirl of bright lights that were bursting behind my eyelids.
“I got you, baby,” he growled against my mouth. “Just let
go.” And so I did. I closed my eyes and let those long dormant feelings wash
over me, spreading from the inside of my legs to the nerve endings in my toes
and fingertips and the very top of my head. All the while, he kept grinding and
grinding and grinding against me, whispering in my ear how I was the hottest
thing he’d ever held, how he couldn’t wait to taste, how he’d die if he
couldn’t be inside me tonight.
Fun
Excerpt
"You do this before?" I asked Bo as we surveyed
our work. The mattresses had been laid end-to-end and covered much, but not
all, of the drive. The pressure of one end of the mattress on the other was to
keep them in place, like a stacked set of blocks. The tarps, which would ordinarily
go beneath the tent, were stretched across the top of the mattresses tautly.
Bo, Finn, Noah and I had worked in pairs to drive in the stakes to hold down
the tarps while Adam and Mal, the other two roommates, made sure that the
bouncy house was set up securely down at the base of the hill.
"Nope."
Bo flipped the hammer in his hand. "Haul up the
hoses." We'd also had to buy to extra hoses to make sure that we could
hoist one to the top of the drive. The bill for all the supplies was
astronomical but Adam paid without a blink. Bo told me in the car ride back
that Adam's dad would think this was the best use of his money ever. I
shrugged. Not my dime and it did look fun as hell. We'd also bought a couple of
gallons of baby oil. Bo threw one at me. "Time to lube up. I'm sure you're
familiar with this."
"Oh I am," I replied. "I always apply lube.
It's the only way any chick can take my monster cock."
"Is that the pick-up line you're using now? Because it
seems like you'd end up disappointing them when you get home."
"No girl has ever left my bed unsatisfied. That’s
probably something you don't know a lot about."
"If you have to use lube, then I'm worried you don't
know what you're doing in bed."
"Don't worry about me. I'm using lube because I'm going
places no man has gone before."
"You're fucking their earhole?"
"Bo, I thought for sure we'd taught you a few things
when you were in the service, but now it seems like you don't know your earhole
from your asshole."
"That's not what AnnMarie was saying last night,” he
said smugly.
"Actually, AnnMarie told me that she didn't realize
dicks were longer than her hand and wondered if mine was bigger than
average." I squirted more baby oil on the tarps. "I told her no, that
you were just really small. Poor girl. Good thing she isn’t required to do a
lot of math.”
Sam and
Gray together:
“I’ve been watching you all night.” His mouth was right
above the tip of my ear and I felt something crack inside me, a fissure was
forming in the mask I’d donned earlier today or perhaps his breath, his touch,
his words were simply hastening the demise of the barriers I’d held between
myself and everyone else for two years. Because inside my body, it felt like
there was an awakening and every fiber of my being reached toward him, upward
and outward as if I was a flower on the first day of a spring rain. I lifted my
head to gaze up, wide-eyed and anxious with anticipation.
Some part of my brain was telling me that the storage closet
was just two steps to my right at the end of the hallway and the exit door was
just beyond that. My Rover was outside and all three were safer than standing
here almost in his embrace but I couldn’t hear the warning over the pounding of
my heartbeat. He bent toward me, his face serious and even in the low light of
the corner I could see the gold flecks feathering out from the center of his
eyes.
“I'm going to kiss you now.” His voice was deep, rough and
matched the rest of his thoroughly masculine body.
“I know,” I whispered back. And I wanted that kiss from Gray
who ordinarily wouldn't be my type at all. I wanted it more than I wanted to
breath. When his mouth molded against mine, it felt like bliss as if my whole
cold body had been submerged into a warm bath. If I thought I was engulfed
before it was nothing like I felt at that moment. My entire world—my thoughts,
my feelings, my senses—were full of him. I tasted the mint and hops on his
tongue. I inhaled the cinnamon, bergamot, ocean of his faint cologne into my
airways. I felt the calloused palm on my waist and then lower against the
exposed skin of my thigh. His dense muscles were drawn tight under his skin and
the fabric of his t-shirt and he felt as strong as a citadel. The moan that had
been building since he first backed me into the wall escaped. It had been so
long since I’d had the touch of a man’s hand on any part of me and I nearly
wept at the pleasure of it.
Woodlands
Series (Book 1 & 2)
Cover:
Undeclared (Book One)
Blurb:
For four years, Grace Sullivan wrote to a Marine she never
met, and fell in love. But when his deployment ended, so did the letters. Ever
since that day, Grace has been coasting, academically and emotionally. The one
thing she’s decided? No way is Noah Jackson — or any man — ever going to break
her heart again.
Noah has always known exactly what he wants out of life.
Success. Stability. Control. That’s why he joined the Marines and that’s why
he’s fighting his way — literally — through college. Now that he’s got the rest
of his life on track, he has one last conquest: Grace Sullivan. But since he
was the one who stopped writing, he knows that winning her back will be his
biggest battle yet.
Cover:
Unspoken (Book Two)
Blurb:
Whore. Slut. Typhoid Mary.
I've been called all these at Central College. One drunken
night, one act of irresponsible behavior, and my reputation was ruined. Guys
labeled me as easy and girls shied away. To cope, I stayed away from Central
social life and away from Central men, so why is it that my new biology lab
partner is so irresistible to me?
He's everything I shouldn't want. A former Marine involved
in illegal fighting with a quick trigger temper and an easy smile for all the
women. His fists aren't the danger to me, though, it's his charm. He's sliding
his way into my heart and I'm afraid that he's going to be the one to break me.
Impulsive. Unthinking. Hot
tempered.
I allow instinct to rule my behavior. If it feels good, do
it, has been my motto because if I spend too much time thinking, I'll begin to
remember exactly where I came from. At Central College, I've got fighting and
I've got women and I thought I was satisfied until I met her.
She's everything I didn't realize I wanted and the more
time I spend with her, the more I want her. But she's been hurt too much in the
past and I don't want to be the one to break her. I know I should walk away,
but I just can't.
Bonus Content: Upon reaching the USA Today Bestselling milestone, I wrote
a 10,000 word epilogue as a thank you to the readers who loved and supported Unspoken. I posted it for free on my blog but at the
urging of readers, I have added it to the original version.
Note: This is a New Adult Contemporary Romance with mature
content and sexually explicit scenes. 91,000+ words. Standalone novel.
Additional
Teasers
Dream Cast
Sgt.
Gray Phillips (Kellan Lutz)
Samantha
Anderson (Shailene Woodley)
Author Information
Jen
Frederick lives with her husband, child, and one rambunctious dog. She's been reading stories all her life but
never imagined writing one of her own. Jen loves to hear from readers so drop
her a line at jen@jenfrederick.com.
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