Countdown to Back to You

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If you’re a follower of my Author Faith Andrews Facebook page, you’ve probably been counting down along with me as we prepare for the upcoming release of Back to You. If you aren’t–well, maybe you should be :) You can like the page right here to get a daily dose of all things Faith Andrews:

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As the release of the novella is now only TWO WEEKS AWAY, I wanted to share all the countdown teasers with you here. I’ve had a lot of fun creating these and getting to incorporate all the things that made Back to You special to me, Mia and the man of her dreams.

If you haven’t read Man of My Dreams yet, now’s the time! You’ll want to know who Mia chooses in the end–her estranged husband, Declan or the one that got away, Noah. Although Man of My Dreams has a happily ever after and an epilogue that gives you a glimpse into the future, Back to You starts off where the story ended, after that night Mia had to make her heartbreaking decision.

If Mia, Declan, and Noah are still stranger to you…you can purchase Man of My Dreams here:

Amazon—>http://amzn.to/1jyFMZx

Barnes & Noble—>http://bit.ly/1go2eRx

And then be sure to add Back to You to your Goodreads TBR list here—>http://bit.ly/Ms4ooh

The COUNTDOWN continues….

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Twice in a Lifetime blog tour

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coverslideTitle: Twice in a Lifetime
Author: Ruthie Henrick
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Audience: due to mild sexual content, recommended for 17+
Formats: trade paperback and eBook
Publisher: self-published
Cover by: Regina Wamba of Mae I Designs
No of Pages: 349 paperback
ISBN: 978-0-9914164-1-7 (eBook) Sorry, not sure what the 10 and 13 is. These are the numbers assigned.
ISBN: 978-0-9914164-0-0 (paperback)
ASIN: B00HZZZBIE
Date Published: January 24, 2014
 

 
 

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Is it possible to find your one true love…twice?
Blind date. When Allie and Ben are thrown together to help their friends out of a bind, they find the unexpected—and unwanted—spark of attraction difficult to ignore. Surrendering to it, they marry and live their happyish-ever-after—until Ben’s death reveals a betrayal that rocks Allie’s world.
The sidelines. Where Jake has hovered for the past fifteen years, business partners with his best friend, in love with his best friend’s wife. He’s shocked by Ben’s duplicity, overcome by the guilt of a deathbed promise. But he’s waited half a lifetime for a chance to love Allie, and it’s time to make his move.
Marriage. Allie might be ready to take the slow slide from friend to lover, but a lifetime is a leap she won’t agree to. She can’t deprive Jake of the family he’s never had, but longs for—the family she can no longer give him. How can she refuse him, though, when he sets out to prove the only family he needs—has ever wanted—is her?
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Excerpt 1
“You want me.” He withdrew his fingers, the memory of her still warm on them. Testing, his lips brushed hers with the force of butterfly wings. Just let them skim, soft and querying before drawing back, her soft scent surrounding him.


Excerpt 2
“I need you, Allie. I need to be with you. I need to come home to you at the end of the day. To share my life with you, and to share yours. To sleep with you at night, and wake with you in the morning. And I think you need me too.”


Excerpt 3
“Thank you for last night, Jake.”
He drew his eyebrows together in confusion, tightened his fingers around hers and drew her to a halt. “You waiting for me to say you’re welcome, Allie? Because thank you doesn’t begin to cover how I feel about last night.”


Excerpt 4
His hands forged a path down her rib cage, her abdomen tightening with a quick intake of breath as his thumbs grazed the sides of lace-covered breasts. The mewl of satisfaction that escaped on her gasp had his erection throbbing. His breaths came in harsh gasps. He dropped to his knees. His work-roughened palms rasped against the satiny skin of her hips as he tugged open the snap of her jeans and lowered the zipper. “Jesus, Allie, did you paint these on? Help me out here.” With a laugh she wriggled until he had the curve-hugging denim down and off.
Lust threatened to consume him as he uncovered her silky limbs and left her standing in nothing but mind-altering scraps of pink silk. She palmed his head, her fingers tickling through his hair and across his scalp as his hands explored the firmness of her toned runner’s thighs, roamed her trim hips and kneaded the lush globes of her ass. Jesus, she was…perfect. Better than anything good and soft he could ever imagine. He dragged open– mouth kisses over the front of her panties and was rewarded when she drew in a ragged shudder. His heart raced in his chest.
More. He needed more and he needed it now. Needed to bury himself –. Ah, fuck! Abruptly, he tightened his arms around her thighs and dropped his forehead to her belly. “Shit.”
Her hands held him close. “Not the reaction I was looking for, Jake.”




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I write in quiet, but that’s about the only time I don’t have music playing. I don’t have a playlist for the book, but how about a peek at the most recently played songs on my iPod?


 
 

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Signed paperback of Twice in a Lifetime by Ruthie Henrick
Twice in a Lifetime bookmark signed by Ruthie Henrick
eBook copy of Man of My Dreams by Faith Andrews
eBook copy of Keep Me by Faith Andrews
eBook copy of Mr. Good Enough by Jamie Farrell
eBook copy of Midsummer Sweetheart (Heart of Montana #2) by Katy Regnery
eBook copy of Another Shot at Love by Niecey Roy
eBook copy of Lighthouse Point by Lisa Poston Murphy
eBook copy of Torn by Eleanor Green
eBook copy of Rumor Has It by Elisabeth Grace
Rumor Has It bookmark signed by Elisabeth Grace
Picture Perfect bookmark signed by Elisabeth Grace
eBook copy of Away by B.A. Wolfe
Away bookmark signed by B.A. Wolfe
eBook copy of Searching for Tomorrow by Kathryn McNeill Crane
eBook copy of Divided by Livia Jamerlan

 

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clip_image009Hi there! I’m Ruthie Henrick, and I’m an Arizona girl. I write romantic women’s fiction and contemporary romance.
I’ve always been an avid reader, even as a child. I’ll read just about anything, but I love anything with romance in it. I am a romance junkie.
I first started writing a couple of years ago. I’ve never been that person who dreamed about being an author or loved telling stories. I used to try making up bedtime stories when my kids were little and I’d draw a blank every time. But an idea had been running through my mind for a while so I decided to start typing and see where it led. Three months later I had a really good first draft. Let me tell you, nobody was more surprised than me!
I love music, especially country music, and that’s generally the soundtrack to whatever I have going on. At work, doing housework, in the car—the music is always on. Except when I write—that I have to do in silence.
We have three sons and they’re all grown and scattered around the country, but the Big Kahuna and I are still ruled by a fifteen-year-old deaf Pekinese with OCD. Life is interesting!
I’m not much of a TV watcher, except for shows like The Voice and American Idol. Gives me lots of time to write, and read. Like many of you, I have a one-click compulsion. The number of unread books on my Kindle is really embarrassing.
I love chatting with other readers, sharing my favorite books and authors, and discovering those new to me. Come by and hang out with me on any of my social media.



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Tour Schedule – Two Week Blog Tour for Twice In a Lifetime by Ruthie Henrick from March 31 to April 13, 2014.
March 31
Karen Swart – Spotlight with Excerpt, Author Interview & Dream Cast
Lisa Poston Murphy – Spotlight with Excerpt
Fiction’s Our Addiction – Spotlight with Excerpt, Review, Dream Cast & Character Bio’s
Book Gossips – Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Playlist
April 1
Kim’s Book Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt
April 2
Cu’s Ebook Giveaways – Spotlight with Excerpt
K & T Book Reviews – Review, Author Interview & Playlist
Midwest Book Lover – Spotlight with Excerpt
The Whispering Pages Book Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt & Playlist
Faith Andrews – Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast & Playlist
April 3
The Book Diaries – Spotlight with Excerpt
The Whispering Pages Book Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt & Playlist
For the Love of Books by Jaime – Dream Cast & Playlist
April 4
A Love Affair With Books – Spotlight with Excerpt & Review
April 5
Bound 2 Escape – Spotlight with Excerpt
Fictional Rendezvous Book Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt
I Heart Romance Books – Spotlight with Excerpt
April 6
Darkest Cravings – Author Interview, Spotlight with Excerpt & Guest Post
Book Nook Nuts – Spotlight with Excerpt
April 7
Eclipse Reviews – Spotlight with Excerpt, Character Interview & Character Bio’s
April 8
Our New Generation of Reading – Spotlight with Excerpt
Livia Jamerlan – Review
Bibliophile Mystery – Review
A Book A Day – Spotlight with Excerpt & Dream Cast
The Readiacs – Review & Playlist
April 9
Book Hostage – Spotlight with Excerpt
Platypire Reviews – Spotlight with Excerpt
Maria’s Book Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt
Celestial Musings – Musings of a Celestial Mind – Spotlight with Excerpt
Book Bitches Blog – Review & Character Bio’s
April 10
Niecey Roy’s Blog – Author Interview & Playlist
Bookalicious Traveladdict – Spotlight with Excerpt
Bestseller & Beststellars – Review
April 11
Sweets Books – Spotlight with Excerpt
Pretty Little Pages – Spotlight with Excerpt & Review
April 12
Ramblings of a Book Lunatic – Spotlight with Excerpt, Review, Character Bio’s & Playlist
Jen’s Book Reviews – Spotlight with Excerpt, Review & Character Bio’s
April 13
Lustful Literature – Spotlight with Excerpt, Review & Playlist
The Phantom Paragrapher – Review
Blushing Divas Book Reviews – Review
Elisabeth Grace – Author – Spotlight with Excerpt
Carver’s Book Cravings – Review & Character Bio’s
Three Chicks and Their Books – Review
Panty dropping Book Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt
Bookaholics Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt
Clarissa Wild’s Blog – Spotlight with Excerpt & Playlist
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Back to You COVER REVEAL

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It’s cover reveal day for Back to You and I’m all pumped up about getting this beauty out there for your eyes to see. This has become one of my favorite parts of being an author. Bringing it all to life with an image, inspired by the words that found their way to the page. It’s also one of the reasons I love working with Regina Wamba of Mae I Design and Photography because she always seems to get my vision…spot on. And while I can’t play favorites, because all my books have become my babies, the cover for Back to You makes me want to squeal in delight!
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SYNOPSIS

Sometimes dreams aren’t meant to be chased. Sometimes forevers change with one regret. But when it’s worth the fight—we always wind up back where we belong. Mia and Declan have struggled through infidelity, guilt, and betrayal. Declan wasn’t too proud to lay his heart on the line and show Mia that she is his everything, but can these two find a way to get past all the hurt, to heal old wounds, and get back to good?

I’ll do all I have to do to find my way back to you…

EXCERPT

Mia

With our daughters in bed—fina-fucking-ly—Declan and I are ready to enjoy his anniversary present. Together.

When he came home earlier, the girls bombarded him with kisses and Cara could hardly contain her excitement about the secret-studio-surprise, as she liked to call it. Within minutes of him walking through the door, not even enough time to bring his luggage past the foyer, the girls were giggling and whispering and asking me when we could show him. Declan picked up on their little scam immediately—I mean who wouldn’t? My girls aren’t subtle. They certainly don’t have futures as CIA or FBI agents.

But now that it’s just the two of us I can really give him the full experience. Let him understand the hows and whys of it all. It should be as simple as telling him I think he’s talented and I want him to do what he’s always said he would, but it’s so much more than that. Declan was born to write music. He might not even know it, but I know it. It lives in the marrow of his bones—I see it when he sings along to a favorite on the radio, or on the rare chance that he takes out the guitar to jam. My husband should have been a rock star, not a CPA.

“Mia, I still can’t believe you did this. I love it.” He’s manhandling everything while exploring his new man cave. His enthusiasm makes me smile. I did good! It’s the least I can do.

I come up behind him, my arms hooking under his, wrapped around his muscular torso. “I’m so happy you love it. Happy almost-anniversary.” I kiss him behind his ear and he leans into me. I smile against his neck, basking in our aloneness and then he laces his fingers with mine, turning to face me.

I stare into his icy blue eyes, mesmerized as always. His eyes are home. I’m so grateful to be back home. How could I have ever doubted this? The guilt starts to set in again so I break our hypnotic gaze. Declan must sense the shift in my mood, because he lifts my chin with his index finger, bringing my eyes back to his. “You know, this is perfect timing, babe? I did a lot of writing while we were apart,” he admits, pulling my body against his.

“While you were on the trip?” I ask, hiding my insecurities. I feel like he can see right through me—like he knows every one of my thoughts and emotions. Not good. I hate feeling so naked. Like any minute he’s going to pick apart the thoughts running through my brain. The thoughts that keep me up at night and make me wonder if we’ll ever truly overcome the shit we’ve been through in the last seven months.

“No, while we were apart. Turns out a broken heart and a muse actually do stimulate art.”

He couldn’t be more accurate. Declan’s voice, his words, and the strumming of his guitar make some absolutely incredible art. Instead of giving in to the guilt for a change I give into curiosity. “You’ve been writing? And you’re holding out on me?”

“None of them are complete, Mi. Just ramblings of a madman.” His eyes are no longer fixated on me, but on the equipment behind me. He has to be itching to play around with it.

But even his excitement over his new toys can’t mask the pain behind his words—madman. I drove him mad. Will I ever be forgiven?

“I’m sorry, Dec. I don’t know how many times I have to say it, but . . .”

“Shhh,” he whispers, placing a finger at my lips. “Not tonight. Not again. Please?”

I want to ask, ‘but when?’ because we’ve yet to actually hash it all out. Sure, things have come up in conversation, but the fact that I pretty much carried on a full-fledged relationship with Noah—nearly fell in love with him, too—has yet to be the topic of conversation in the Murphy household. It’s not that I’m second-guessing my decision. God no, that’s not it at all. It’s just that . . . Grace seems to think that Declan is the what-you-don’t-know-won’t-hurt-you type of guy. Unfortunately, I’m the I-need-to-get-everything-off-my-chest-to-move-on type of girl.

He releases his hold around my waist and my skin immediately misses his touch, but he’s heading for the guitar so it’s all good. I ignore the pang of emotions still pent up and taunting me to be released and just enjoy the sight before me—my man, his Martin, and those dancing fingers. Deliciously mesmerizing. Enough to distract me from my haze and bring me back to what’s real—what matters most.

I sit down opposite him and just listen . . . and watch. The visual is almost as incredible as the instantaneous music that he creates. I watch as the veins and muscles in his arms and hands tighten with each effortless movement. His foot taps to the beat as he finds his groove, his body in complete sync with the melody he’s created. He starts to hum something, fiddling with a few chords, and then he mumbles some lyrics I’ve never heard before.

Dreams remain, but we resent

Forevers change, with one regret

“What’s that, babe?” I ask, curious because the way he sings it is sinfully beautiful. With meaning and feeling and depth.

He breaks out of what I’ve come to recognize as a creative trance, his hand resting over the strings as if to silence them.

I wish he’d continue. I want more. “Why’d you stop?”

He shakes his head and stands, returning the guitar to its place on the wall. He swaggers toward me with his hands in his pockets, his eyes focused on my lips. Sensing the heat of his stare, I suck my lip into my mouth, biting on it. As if watching him play wasn’t sexy enough, now he’s got the smolder going on? I can’t help but think that my other reason for creating this secluded space is about to be proven completely ingenious.

“I stopped because it’s not finished yet. You can hear it when it’s done.” He’s inches away from me now, his sweet breath tickling my already pleasure-prickled skin.

I reach up, locking my hands behind his neck, looking hard into his eyes. It’s still there. The pain. There’s so much we need to say, but not tonight. I’ll give him that. We can take pleasure in this moment and just be us again.

 

 

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The novella releases on 4/29/14 and if you’re already a fan of Mia and the man of her dreams, you can add Back to You to your Goodreads TBR list here—> http://bit.ly/Ms4ooh

If you’re yet to read the prequel to the novella, here’s your chance to grab Man of My Dreams for only 99 cents (today only).
Amazon—->http://amzn.to/1jyFMZx
B&N—>http://bit.ly/1go2eRx

Man of my Dreams by Jesscia Faith

Back to You teaser

In just one short week, I’ll be revealing the cover to the Man of My Dreams follow up novella, Back to You. I hate to play favorites since I love everything the talented artistic-goddess, Regina Wamba of Mae I Design creates for me . . . but this one is special! So while you wait for the unveiling, I thought I’d treat you all to a little teaser.

When the idea for the novella popped into my head, I thought…hey this will be easy. These two love each other. Everyone wants to know how they got back to good. It’s only a novella…should take no time at all. Not true, at all!

Blood, sweat, and tears (and a few tantrums, rewrites, and expletives) went into getting this novella complete. Without giving anything away for those who still haven’t read Man of My Dreams, this story gives you the complete picture of how Mia and the man of her dreams get to the happily ever after we read about in the epilogue of book one.

SPOILER ALERT!

If you haven’t read MOMD you should probably STOP here so you don’t ruin the ending for yourself.

SYNOPSIS

Sometimes dreams aren’t meant to be chased. Sometimes forevers change with one regret. But when it’s worth the fight—we always wind up back where we belong. Mia and Declan have struggled through infidelity, guilt, and betrayal. Declan wasn’t too proud to lay his heart on the line and show Mia that she is his everything, but can these two find a way to get past all the hurt, to heal old wounds, and get back to good?

I’ll do all I have to do to find my way back to you . . .

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EXCERPT:

Mia

With our daughters in bed—fina-fucking-ly—Declan and I are ready to enjoy his anniversary present. Together.

When he came home earlier, the girls bombarded him with kisses and Cara could hardly contain her excitement about the secret-studio-surprise, as she liked to call it. Within minutes of him walking through the door, not even enough time to bring his luggage past the foyer, the girls were giggling and whispering and asking me when we could show him. Declan picked up on their little scam immediately—I mean who wouldn’t? My girls aren’t subtle. They certainly don’t have futures as CIA or FBI agents.

But now that it’s just the two of us I can really give him the full experience. Let him understand the hows and whys of it all. It should be as simple as telling him I think he’s talented and I want him to do what he’s always said he would, but it’s so much more than that. Declan was born to write music. He might not even know it, but I know it. It lives in the marrow of his bones—I see it when he sings along to a favorite on the radio, or on the rare chance that he takes out the guitar to jam. My husband should have been a rock star, not a CPA.

“Mia, I still can’t believe you did this. I love it.” He’s manhandling everything while exploring his new man cave. His enthusiasm makes me smile. I did good! It’s the least I can do.

I come up behind him, my arms hooking under his, wrapped around his muscular torso. “I’m so happy you love it. Happy almost-anniversary.” I kiss him behind his ear and he leans into me. I smile against his neck, basking in our aloneness and then he laces his fingers with mine, turning to face me.

I stare into his icy blue eyes, mesmerized as always. His eyes are home. I’m so grateful to be back home. How could I have ever doubted this? The guilt starts to set in again so I break our hypnotic gaze. Declan must sense the shift in my mood, because he lifts my chin with his index finger, bringing my eyes back to his. “You know, this is perfect timing, babe? I did a lot of writing while we were apart,” he admits, pulling my body against his.

“While you were on the trip?” I ask, hiding my insecurities. I feel like he can see right through me—like he knows every one of my thoughts and emotions. Not good. I hate feeling so naked. Like any minute he’s going to pick apart the thoughts running through my brain. The thoughts that keep me up at night and make me wonder if we’ll ever truly overcome the shit we’ve been through in the last seven months.

“No, while we were apart. Turns out a broken heart and a muse actually do stimulate art.”

Art. He couldn’t be more accurate. Declan’s voice, his words, and the strumming of his guitar make some absolutely incredible art. Instead of giving in to the guilt for a change I give into curiosity. “You’ve been writing? And you’re holding out on me?”

“None of them are complete, Mi. Just ramblings of a madman.” His eyes are no longer fixated on me, but on the equipment behind me. He has to be itching to play around with it.

But even his excitement over his new toys can’t mask the pain behind his words—madman. I drove him mad. Will I ever be forgiven?

“I’m sorry, Dec. I don’t know how many times I have to say it, but . . .”

“Shhh,” he whispers, placing a finger at my lips. “Not tonight. Not again. Please?”

I want to ask, ‘but when?’ because we’ve yet to actually hash it all out. Sure, things have come up in conversation, but the fact that I pretty much carried on a full-fledged relationship with Noah—nearly fell in love with him, too—has yet to be the topic of conversation in the Murphy household. It’s not that I’m second-guessing my decision. God no, that’s not it at all. It’s just that . . . Grace seems to think that Declan is the what-you-don’t-know-won’t-hurt-you type of guy. Unfortunately, I’m the I-need-to-get-everything-off-my-chest-to-move-on type of girl.

He releases his hold around my waist and my skin immediately misses his touch, but he’s heading for the guitar so it’s all good. I ignore the pang of emotions still pent up and taunting me to be released and just enjoy the sight before me—my man, his Martin, and those dancing fingers. Deliciously mesmerizing. Enough to distract me from my haze and bring me back to what’s real—what matters most.

I sit down opposite him and just listen . . . and watch. The visual is almost as incredible as the instantaneous music that he creates. I watch as the veins and muscles in his arms and hands tighten with each effortless movement. His foot taps to the beat as he finds his groove, his body in complete sync with the melody he’s created. He starts to hum something, fiddling with a few chords, and then he mumbles some lyrics I’ve never heard before.

Dreams remain, but we resent

Forevers change, with one regret

“What’s that, babe?” I ask, curious because the way he sings it is sinfully beautiful. With meaning and feeling and depth.

He breaks out of what I’ve come to recognize as a creative trance, his hand resting over the strings as if to silence them.

I wish he’d continue. I want more. “Why’d you stop?”

He shakes his head and stands, returning the guitar to its place on the wall. He swaggers toward me with his hands in his pockets, his eyes focused on my lips. Sensing the heat of his stare, I suck my lip into my mouth, biting on it. As if watching him play wasn’t sexy enough, now he’s got the smolder going on? I can’t help but think that my other reason for creating this secluded space is about to be proven completely ingenious.

“I stopped because it’s not finished yet. You can hear it when it’s done.”

He’s inches away from me now, his sweet breath tickling my already pleasure-prickled skin.

I reach up, locking my hands behind his neck, looking hard into his eyes. It’s still there. The pain. There’s so much we need to say, but not tonight. I’ll give him that. We can take pleasure in this moment and just be us again.

PURCHASE LINKS FOR MAN OF MY DREAMS:

Amazon—>http://amzn.to/1jyFMZx

B&N—>http://bit.ly/1go2eRx

Signing News!

I am so excited to announce my first ever signing event!

I will be joined by some of my favorite indie authors as well as one of my indie chick partners in crime, Elisabeth Grace and my Schmexy BFF turned assistant, Trish Mint, at This Redhead Loves Books Angels & Sinners Tour 2014-2015.

My first appearance will be in Tampa, Florida on September 12, 2014. (Location and details to be announced as soon they become available). I’ll be sharing a table with the lovely Elisabeth Grace, author of Rumor Has It and the upcoming Picture Perfect.

Up next for me on this same tour, is Detroit, Michigan in March 2015. Again, I will update you with information as it becomes available to me. I’ll be adding a tab to the blog as well so that I can keep you up to date on all signing events that I will be attending as a reader and author.

This dream is all becoming a reality and I can’t thank everyone enough for your support along the way.

 

New WIP on the rise…calling it Keep Her

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Sometimes it takes forever to come up with a new story idea. Sometimes there are just too many swarming in the brain to decide which one to tackle first. I guess as a writer, things could be worse, so I’ll quit my complaining.

The follow up novella to Man of My DreamsBack to Youis releasing at the end of April and poor Noah is still waiting in the wings to get his HEA. I even got about 10% in to a whole new story that I think will take readers on a great emotional journey. So, I never thought this was the story I’d be itching to write first, but sometimes we can’t ignore the voices in our heads. (Wait…doesn’t that make me mentally disturbed?) Well, then call me a schitzo, because Beck and Riley are just screaming to get their say.

Many people who’ve read Keep Me have said they’d like a follow up from these characters. Many have said they absolutely despised Riley and her annoying, meddling, big sister ways. BUT…I think Keep Her is going to make everyone a Riley lover. You’ll learn why she’s so hard on her brother and Tessa, what happens the night she winds up in the arms of her little brother’s best friend, and how she ultimately decides that the most important thing in life isn’t always doing the right thing.

It’s too early to talk release dates, but I am hoping for late 2014. You never know…that’s the name of the game, but in the meantime…enjoy some eye candy and get to know Riley and Beck.

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And if you haven’t already fallen in love with Marcus and Tessa (and her little man, Luca) you should pick up Keep Me and get aquainted with the Grayson siblings.

Amazon purchase link —-> http://amzn.to/NshanT

B&N purchase link—> http://bit.ly/1jTCIVr

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Signed Paperbacks are available for order!

If anyone is interested in ordering a signed paperback of either Man of My Dreams or Keep Me, I have included a tab on the blog with an order form.

I also wanted to share some exciting news and let everyone know that the follow up novella to Man of My Dreams, Back to You, is set to release on April 29, 2014. (Check out the Back To You tab for a synopsis). There are a lot of fun events coming up including a cover reveal on March 27th, a blog tour for MOMD and Keep Me AND the release event on 4/29/. I am so excited get share Mia and Declan’s story of getting back to good with everyone. Here’s a little teaser to wet your appetite.

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Thank you all for being so patient with me as I am probably the WORST at keeping the blog updated with news and events. If you want a more day-to-day type feel please join me on my Facebook page. Thanks again for all the love and support!

BA Wolfe Away Book Blitz and 99 cent sale!!!

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What good is running AWAY when you only end up lost?

Cassandra Pierce had her whole “perfect” life planned out by her parents. One night of pure weakness and lust has her running away from it all and seeking refuge in Alamosa with her best friend. But it seems life has other plans for her when she finds herself lost in the small town of Keaton.

Jason Bradley is a charming country guy. He lives a simple life that’s nothing like what Cassandra is used to. A single moment in life changed everything he thought he once knew, leaving him with a broken heart and an unplanned future.

What happens in Keaton is nothing Cassandra or her heart could have ever prepared for. The instant connection she shares with Jason is no secret, but what they’re keeping hidden from one another is. Will these two be able to find a way to trust each other or will their secrets tear them apart?

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“You left. It scared me,” I told him, embarrassed by my fear of being alone in this dark, vacant library.

“I’m right here.” He reached out his hand. At the same time I grabbed his hand, a loud rumble of thunder roared through the old building making everything in my body tense. I screamed like a little girl and all but jumped into Jason’s arms.

“You’re okay. I’ve got you,” he whispered into my ear as I clung onto him. His hands slid down my back to my waist, soothing me from the thunder’s jolt.

The candle in the aisle next to us did little to break the darkness that surrounded us, but I could clearly see his eyes. I would always be able to see those eyes. They pierced mine as my hands leisurely moved up his chest and around his neck. He slowly took a step closer, moving us so that my back was now against the bookshelf. His hands left my waist to rest on the shelf behind me. My chest was rising and falling as quickly as his was, and it was as though our bodies were in sync. I could tell we both were feeling everything. Every butterfly that fluttered in our stomachs, every breath exhaled and inhaled, and every bit of self-control lost the longer our bodies held this position.

I couldn’t help but lick my lips. I wanted his on mine badly, they needed the taste of Jason on them again. It was as if the storm now raged inside of us, ready to be unleashed. Another loud roar of thunder around us, and then, there it was. A growl escaped Jason as I bowed my back to take a tighter hold of him. His eyes watched as my teeth captured my bottom lip, and his lips immediately found mine. For a split second, a crash of lightning appeared, lighting up the row around us. Our tongues immediately intertwined, kissing frantically as though it was our first kiss.

I slid my hands from around his neck, and up his arms, until I reached his hands, placing mine inside his. He gripped them tightly as he pulled his lips from mine and began softly placing kisses down my neck into the curve of my shoulder. I let out a soft moan, loving the feel of his wet lips against my skin. His grip tightened as his body pressed harder against mine, and his teeth bit down softly on my ear. I wanted to melt into a puddle right here on the floor. Turning my head toward him, my lips were ready to taste more of him. I kissed him and then like something fierce had stricken inside me, I bit his bottom lip. His answering growl made every pulse in my body race. I trailed my lips down his neck but enjoyed the feel of his scruff against my soft cheek first. When I got to his neck, he moved back slightly. With my hands still gripped tightly in his, I was stuck, unable to continue kissing his neck.

“This isn’t funny,” I said, my voice husky.

He leaned closer, his hold still firm on my hands. “Cassandra, I don’t know if I’ll have the ability to stop, so I have to keep your hands locked in mine where they’re safe.”

I slowly shook my head. “I don’t want to beg for this. I have never wanted anything more in my life. I’m giving this to you, and I want you to take it and never give it back. I want you, Jason.”

Away Collage

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JASE

“I gotta go. I promised Kasey a dance,” Moose said before running off like he was up to something.

I shook my head and took another sip of water.

“Hey there. This seat taken?”

I didn’t even have to look at her to know who the voice belonged to. The sweet sound made everything inside of me melt. “For a girl like you? It’s never taken,” I told her as I finally realized what Moose was up to.

She smiled back, but this time, she didn’t take her eyes off of me. I knew the feeling all too well. I didn’t ever want to stop staring at her. She looked away and began fidgeting with her glass. The contents were clear and only confirmed what I thought I knew.

“What are you thinking about over there Cassie?” She swiveled her stool in my direction and I couldn’t help but watch her cheeks flush. It was the perfect shade of red on her. Jase, get a grip man.

“Nothing,” she replied.

The look in her eyes said otherwise. “I can tell you’re lying.”

“Fine, you seem sad, Jase,” she said.

How could she tell? How did she know? Was I not hiding my feelings or past good enough? I gazed down at the floor as I held my glass tight in my hands.

“You can talk to me,” she said, placing her hand on my knee. My skin blazed with heat under her touch. It was all I could do to keep from screaming out to her what was wrong. She had too much going on in her life to have to deal with my problems too. I was stuck. I couldn’t tell her the truth. She wouldn’t accept it and then it would just be heartbreak. At least at this point, we weren’t anything but friends. I wanted more. I couldn’t deny that part of my heart that was internally punching me for not making a move already. It wouldn’t be fair to her though.

A sudden coldness lingered over my knee. Her hand was back up on the bar. I missed her touch. I needed to touch her. We had to dance.

I hopped off the bar stool and stood behind her gorgeously dressed body. It was all I could do not to put my lips on her bare shoulder as I inched my mouth closer to her ear.

“You can talk to me too you know,” I whispered.

I moved her stool around so she was now in between my legs. “Let’s dance pretty girl,” I said.

A smile tugged on her lips. Her hand was still in mine as I started to walk away, except she didn’t budge.

I looked back; her eyes were double their normal size. “There’s a slight problem,” she said, quietly.

I moved in closer, put my hands on her knees, and leaned my ear by her mouth. She smelled so good. Jase, man you have got to stop. Focus.

“I don’t know how to dance country,” she confessed.

What? I moved back and started laughing, uncontrollably. That was what her problem was? It was adorable and innocent and in turn, only made my feelings for her that much stronger. Why couldn’t it have been that she had to go the restroom or something awkward like that?

The flesh of her palm suddenly covered my mouth and instantly stopped my laugh. My stomach knotted. It took all of the control I had in me not to press a kiss to the inside of her hand that so roughly covered my lips.

“Stop laughing, this is serious,” she said. Yes, it is serious; seriously cute.

I reluctantly took her hand off my mouth. “I’ll lead, you just follow. You’ll be okay. Just go with it, Cassie,” I told her. This time I made sure she came with me as I pulled her off the chair similar to a parent helping a child off.

The song that played through the speakers was perfect. I didn’t even plan it, but it worked out to my benefit. I really hoped she recognized it, but I wasn’t positive she would. I didn’t know if she was feeling the same pull I was and if our moment in the street was one that would stay with her, like it did me.

I took her hand in mine and placed her other behind my back. I pressed our bodies together as I wrapped my other hand around her lower back. I made sure there was no space between us, not even room to breathe. The song had me wanting her badly, and getting her as close as possible was all I could think about.

“Don’t be scared, just like we practiced in the street,” I said. Her eyes gazed into mine as if they were seeing them for the first time.

My mission at first was to get her to let loose and have fun tonight, but now, all I wanted to do was recreate the moment in the street. This was far surpassing that though.

I took control and did as I told her I would. I led and swayed us, keeping it smooth and slow, just like the song. Our eyes hadn’t stopped staring into one another since we stepped onto the dance floor, and every ounce of me wanted our skin to touch. The music kept us moving as I slowly rested my check against hers. The heat of her skin immediately radiated onto mine. It traveled down to my torso and only continued further. This girl had me flushed from head to toe. Her body suddenly relaxed into mine as my hand held onto her. It was that moment that I knew I had her; I had all of her, mind and body. And it was then that my voice box let loose and started humming along with the song.

Her body tensed in my arms and a second later her warm soft cheek slid away from me. Her eyes peered into mine as she searched them. I continued to hum as the wheels in her head seemed to turn. I know you know this song, Sweetheart. Come on. I know you do.

“This is the song you were humming in the street isn’t it?” she asked, her lips smirking.

God yes. She knew it. It came to her.

My lips grew into a smile that was larger than life. I pressed our bodies back together and finally without having her eyes to distract me, I moved my lips by her ear.

“It’s called Wanted by Hunter Hayes,” I whispered gently.

Feeling her body mold next to me as I held her, I thought to myself how nothing could ever explain how badly I wanted this girl.

Her hands moved and delicately cupped behind my neck. Feeling her latch onto me was enough to make my brain fog over and my knees want to collapse. I did everything I could to contain myself as I locked both of my hands behind her back. We were a chain link; nothing could break us apart now. Our cheeks were no longer side by side, as our eyes were now peering softly into each other. Her eyes. Those damn eyes could kill a man. The soft hazel color could get you lost if you stared into them long enough. They swirled green and brown and became lighter the happier she was. They were like a drug as they caught your attention and didn’t let go. They pulled me in and I’d be lying if I said I tried to stop it. Her whole face was drawing me in like a gravitational pull. Those eyes, those flushed red cheeks, and those pink lips. They took me in and pulled me so close I could feel her warm breath hitting my lips. We weren’t inches apart or even centimeters. We were mere millimeters, a breath and one second apart.

As the song winded down my heartbeat only grew louder. It was the only thing my ears were hearing. Boom. Boom. Boom. It accelerated faster as I moved and passed our millimeter mark. One last breath and one more second my lips would be on hers. The rights, the wrongs, and every reason why I shouldn’t kiss this phenomenal girl in front of me silenced as my breath hitched and now we were only one second from kissing.

Her eyes seared into me, her body was snug against mine and her lips were within reach. They were almost grazing, and then it happened. We stopped moving toward each other and gravity now yanked us apart. The song changed, the mood altered, and the crowd around us went chaotic. Our moment was gone, vanished. Only one second away from our lips connecting and one second was all it took to steal it away.

Was it a sign? I knew I was playing with fire, but maybe it was bigger than a matchstick flame and more like a bonfire. I almost kissed this fantastic girl. What was I thinking? I couldn’t have her. She wasn’t mine to take. She would kill me if she knew the secret I was withholding from her while I stood there, trying to kiss her and make her mine. I was more than sure this was a sign and I was even more positive it was needed.

“My turn next,” Moose shouted as he grabbed her hand. The very one that was just around my neck.

The stinging pain behind my eyes threatened as I watched her face. It had lost its luster as we both stared. Was she thinking the same thing as I was? Were the wheels turning in her mind about the coincidence of the moment we lost? The first moment I reluctantly stopped and then this one that was cut short for us? I tried to smile for her but I’d be lying if I said it was easy.

Kasey grabbed my hand and led me off in another direction, far away from the only person I wanted to be next to. I lost sight of Cassie as we got closer to the edge of the dance floor, away from the crowd. We were dancing, but it was weak and the allure of having fun on a dance floor vanished the minute my hands left Cassie.

The look in Kasey’s eyes snapped me out of my thoughts. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked.

“What was all that about?”

I popped a brow and looked at her like I didn’t have a clue what she was asking.

“With Cassandra. Stop playing dumb. I know you better than you think.”

I felt the tension in my shoulders relax as I let out a breath. She knew me well. Too well. Growing up together didn’t help the fact that she already knew the things going on in my life and the blank emotions I wore on my face to hide my feelings.

“I don’t know what to do Kasey.”

A smile surfaced on her face like she knew something. “Make a move you pansy ass. She likes you. A whole helluva lot. I had to get the scoop out of her too.”

“What did she tell you?” I asked her, sounding way too eager for a guy that’s twenty two.

“I’ve already told you enough. She likes you, you like her. Make your move already.”

“I don’t think it’s a go-.” She hovered her hand over my mouth and stopped what she knew was going to come out of it; the reasons why I should not make a move.

“Just go with it Jason. I see the way you look at her. Even when you brought her over for dinner at Maggie’s,” she said as her eyes went soft. “What is it you always say? Let the-the-”

Damn her and her smarts. “Chips fall where they may,” I reminded her.

“That’s it. Let them fall where they may. Make a move and let the rest work itself out.”

“We’ll see. I can’t promise anything, but I appreciate the subtle nudge.” I laughed.

“You deserve to be happy too, Jason,” she said. Her eyes went from determined to soft as she gave me a knowing smile.

She was right. I needed to follow my own damn advice. Tonight I’d let the chips fall and not look back.

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Cowboy Take Me Away – Dixie Chicks

Wanted – Hunter Hays

If I Didn’t Have You – Thompson Square

Crash into Me – Dave Mathews Band

Sure Be Cool If You Did – Blake Shelton

Runnin Outta Moonlight – Randy Houser

Don’t You Wanna Stay – Jason Aldean

Collide – Howie Day

Fix You – Coldplay

Wherever you will go – Lifehouse

Over You – Miranda Lambert

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B.A. Wolfe is a girl with a passion for reading and writing, and lives in the good ol’ state of Colorado with her husband (her biggest cheerleader), and her two crazy min pin fur babies. These days, her life is anything but calm, and there isn’t one thing she’d want to change. B.A. spends all her free time either furiously typing stories on her laptop or happily reading through her endless TBR on her Kindle. Her list of favorites would be long enough to fill a book, but most would likely fall under the romance category. She is a sucker for a good love story that makes her cry, and an amazing book boyfriend who will melt her heart. ‘Away’ is B.A. Wolfe’s debut novel.

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PLAYLIST

  • Love Somebody – Maroon 5
  • Blurred Lines – Robin Thicke
  • Crash Into Me – Dave Matthews
  • Empty Promises – Hollywood Hangover
  • Everything Has Changed – Taylor Swift
  • Run – Matt Nathanson
  • Laid – James
  • Classy Girls -  The Lumineers
  • So Easy – Phillip Phillips
  • All I Ever Wanted – Airborne Toxic Event
  • Sometime Around Midnight – Airborne Toxic Event
  • Bride & Groom – Airborne Toxic Event
  • Bonfire Heart – James Blunt
  • Come to Me – Goo Goo Dolls
  • Still Into You – Paramore
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