SYNOPSIS:
The Rocker Who Cherishes
Me
Wroth
The marines took me from a Tennessee
farm boy and turned me into a hard man. Between the things
I’d seen during my
tour of duty and the things I’d done during my years as a
member of OtherWorld,
nothing could faze me. Nothing.
Except for HER.
She’s everything that is good in the
world. At least, my world. Everything I’ve ever done has
been for her. Always
for her. I feel as if I need her to breathe, to feel alive.
But I can’t have
Marissa. She’s to innocent, to damn perfect. And me? I’m not
good enough for
that girl. She deserves better, someone who would spend
their life CHERISHING
her. Not breaking her heart.
Marissa
Between my brother and Wroth Niall I’d
been protected from the world for most of my life. You would
think I was still
a little girl the way they treated me. But I wasn’t made out
of glass. It would
take a lot to break this girl. Because if a childhood cancer
hadn’t kicked my
butt, nothing would. Right?
Wrong.
All I’ve ever wanted was for him to
look at me. Really look at me and see that I wasn’t a
fragile piece of
porcelain that would break if he touched me. What I got was
a lot more…but
nowhere close to enough. Once I touched heaven—at least
heaven for me—and now I
didn’t know how to go back to what Wroth and I had had
before. I can’t go back
to the life I was living before my short time with Wroth. It
would destroy me
to stay that close, when I know that I’m not what he really
wants. So when my
brother asks me to go on tour with him yet again, I decide
to jump on that tour
bus without a backwards
glance.
Only I wasn’t prepared to be stuck on
HIS bus.
PURCHASE
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EXCERPT:
Wroth
(Unedited. Subjected to Changes - Mature Language)
(Unedited. Subjected to Changes - Mature Language)
She was out on the dance floor with a glass of something
fruity in one hand and
her other hand wrapped around Rhett’s arm as she danced
between him, Natalie
and Linc. I slammed my now empty bottle of beer down onto
the bar top, making
Emmie who had been standing close by jump. But I didn’t
think to apologize. My
mind was cloudy but focused on only one
mission.
Kiss Marissa.
“Fuck, why am I the only sober one when he is suddenly shit
faced?” I thought I
heard Axton whine behind
me.
Was I shitfaced? Maybe, but I didn’t
care.
As I strode toward my girl someone stepped in front of me,
but I pushed past
him, not caring if I knocked the man on his ass or not. As I
drew closer
Natalie and Linc stopped dancing and Natalie took a few
steps back, pulling
Linc with her. After a small hesitation she reached for
Rhett and tugged him
back with her and the muscle head. Marissa, oblivious to her
friends’ desertion
and my approach continued to sway to the soft music with her
eyes nearly
closed.
My buzzed mind decided to take advantage of her like that
and I wrapped my arms
around her from behind. My hands folded around her waist and
I lowered my head
even as she stiffened in my arms. Burying my nose in her
neck I inhaled like a
man deprived of oxygen would take in lungful after lungful
of fresh air. Dallas
had been right earlier. Marissa’s shampoo did smell good. It
was something
different from what she had once used, but it smelled
delicious and made her
hair soft and shiny.
Marissa tried to turn in my arms but I tightened my hold
around her waist,
locking her in place against me. As if it had developed a
mind of its own, my
tongue snuck out and tasted the soft skin under her ear,
rewarding me instantly
with a shiver that she was unable to contain. Around us
everyone else
disappeared and I swayed to the music with her. I didn’t
dance, but if it meant
I got to have her in my arms then I would do the fucking
Macarena
A NOTE FROM
TERRI:
Having had a passion for reading from the time my aunt first
handed me my first romance, I slowly grew bored with just
reading. I wanted to
control the characters, make them into who I wanted them to
be and that way I
was never disappointed with the endings. I soon learned that
it isn't always
that easy. The characters control the author. But that is
all part of the fun
when creating a new story. Seeing where these people take
you on their journey
to find their soul-mate has become my new passion and
getting to incorporate my
love of music--Rock music in particular--has been a dream
come true. Thanks for
taking this crazy ride with me, and I can't wait to see
where we go next!
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