Monday, February 24, 2014

(My Way Series, #1)

Whose parents abandon them in a trashy trailer when they are five years old? Oh Yeah! Mine do!

Hey Hoochies! I'm Milly, and I am tired of taking kicks to the gut. A broken family, an asshole husband and the loss of loved ones have left me crying Uncle, and declaring a serious case of the Fuck-Its! 

I had my heart broken, stomped on and shattered before I ever started on my journey to find my little piece of happiness. With a bucket list, a '66 Ford and wild dreams, I set out on an adventure that changed my life forever. 

I found Cree… 

A pirate with a little princess and they swept me off my ever lovin' feet, filling my world with sprinkles, mac n’ cheese and the courage to live again. 

They forced my fragile heart to trust and love without fear. 

HEA Book Tours, PR & More: | But the truth is, nobody’s past stays hidden forever. It’s an invisible monster waiting to attack and destroy. It has the capability to ruin everything you’ve worked to set right. 

All it takes is one final blow to the gut to end everything…

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(My Way Series #2)
by: HJ Bellus


Lacey’s Story…

Covering up pain is easy. It’s keeping it tucked away that’s hard. I’ve always needed the cover of tattoos to hide the nasty past that leached its way into me, tainting me beneath my skin. 

Not the shiny, trendy tats, but the ugly broken kind, meant to keep the world at bay. If they weren’t enough, then my piercings, foul mouth and crazy hair usually did the trick. Life had taught me to never follow the rules, because when you do, you get burned.

HEA Book Tours, PR & More: | My life was perfectly imperfect until Tripp…

Our relationship is what most would describe as fuel meeting fire. We were both hell bent on burning each other to the ground. Tripp was sexy as hell, a charismatic beast, and soon became one of my best friends. We shared a love of ice cream and tattoos as we blazed our own path that could only lead to a beautiful train wreck. 

The only question left is, will we set the countryside ablaze with our hot tempers and foul mouths? Or will we paint our own happy ending filled with all the gushy shit normal people crave?


Excerpt #1: TRIPP

Locked in my room, we stripped out of our clothes without saying a word but never 

breaking eye contact. Tripp was wearing a pair of skin tight bright blue Diesel briefs. 

I was left in my skimpy thong and cami. I clutched his hand in mine and tugged him 

down into my bed. 

We were nose to nose with our bodies sealed tight together. 

“Tripp, I’m scared,” I whispered.

“I told you I won’t hurt you, Princess.”

“I have only let men use me since my childhood. I have never felt worthy of being loved 

until you, and it scares the ever loving shit out of me.”

“You have to believe there’s good in this world, Lace, and you have released my inner 

wild soul that has never been able to be free.”

“I want to run fearless and free into the future with you, but I’m fucking scared.”

“We don’t have to have it all figured out to move forward. Let’s just be us today.”

Tripp reached down to place a sweet tender kiss on my lips. In that one simple kiss I felt 

his love and comfort hug my fragile soul. 

I squeezed my eyes shut as I couldn’t bear his rejection, “I love you, Tripp.” 

Before he had the chance to not say it back, I started kissing him passionately. My tiny 

hands pushed him on his back. I clambered on top of him, losing myself in him. My 

whole body was quivering with intense passion and love for this man. Tripp sat up, so 

that I was straddling him. He pulled me closer to him and started raining kisses down 

my very sensitive neck, leaving a trail of goose-bumps in his wake. This was my favorite 

part of the night.

He lifted my cami over my head, which exposed my naked, plump tits to him. He 

grabbed both of them while working his mouth down to taste them. I grabbed his tussle 

of hair that was left and threw my head back as he started to taste each of my sensitive 

nipples. His hard thick cock was throbbing underneath me. I started grinding down 

against it as shooting pleasure started coursing its way through my amped up body each 

time I pressed down.

In one swift movement, Tripp slammed me into the bed on my back and went 

downtown. He tore my pretty pink thong from my body. The sight of his brown, spiked 

hair between my legs made me instantly orgasm before he even touched me. I bucked 

my hips up to ride out my orgasm against his face. He went to work sending me over the 

edge again and again and again with his sweet, delicious tongue.

“I want you inside me.” 

Tripp rose up to my face and settle between my legs. His cock was still shielded by those 

damn blue Diesels. I could feel his heated hunger pushing down on my hot, wet center. 

He kissed me and I could taste the zing of my release on his lips. 

“Tripp, inside me now.” 

It wasn’t a question or plea, but a mandate.

“Baby…I don’t have any condoms.”

“I don’t care.”

(My Way Series #3)

Willow's story COMING SUMMER 2014!

About the author: 

I'm just a simple girl who loves the country life... Oh yeah, & a good corn dog! Throw in a little Vanilla Ice, and shits bound to get crazy! 

Be Brave! 

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