Monday, January 25, 2016

Excerpt: Her Perfect Catch by KL Brady @KARLAB27 #sweetromance

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The lobby was no less elegant than the hotel's exterior, draped in luxurious natural-colored decor with reddish accents, Italian marble, and ornate European-styled furniture placed in cozy, conversational arrangements. The desk attendant, an older gray-haired lady with a southerntwang, shifted her eyes between them.

"Well, don’t you two make the cutest couple?"

"We do, don’t we?" Dylan said, wrapping his arm around Mel's shoulder, grinning as if he won the lottery.

With one eyebrow up, Mel glanced at his hand and then brushed it off. "Uh, no, no. We're
best friends."

"Oh, I get it. Friends with benefits." She winked.

"No, no. Just buddies."

"Well, if he's not with you"—she reached between her ample bosom and pulled out a
business card—“he can give me a call. I get off in an hour."

"Uh, ma'am, we'd just like to check in, please. Any additional rooms available?"

She pursed her lips and gave Mel every bit of her attitude. "Afraid not. We're all booked up until Monday. Super Bowl."

Mel handed the woman her credit card, waited for her to process it for incidentals and hand her the keycards. “Room 315. Up the elevator to the third floor; your room is on the left at the end of the hall.” As Mel dragged her suitcase and Mack toward the elevator, his carrier handle started to cut into her finger so she swapped bags with Dylan. Then they pressed ahead through the pristine, marble lobby to catch a ride to their room.

"Mel, why do you keep doing that?" Dylan asked as they waited for the elevator to alert its arrival.

"Doing what?"

"Telling everyone we're not together as if I’m a leper or something."

"If my memory serves me correctly, denying that we're a couple used to be your role. How many times have you told your potential prey that I'm your little sister?" Mel responded, giving him the side eye. "Guess you taught me well, Obi-Wan."

He grimaced as the elevator doors opened, motioned her inside, and pressed “3.”
"Listen, I've wanted to talk to you about Gizelle. She didn't cancel. I did...and there's a
reason, something I didn't realize until recently."

"How many times did I tell you Gizelle was all wrong for you?"

"About a thousand, but that's not what I'm—"

She let out a long exasperated sigh. "Dylan, while I just love hearing about your sexual
exploits and break-ups," she said facetiously, "how about you hold that thought until after I'm out of a hot shower and into some pajamas."

"But you don't understand. What I'm trying to say is—"

Just then the doors opened and Mel stepped off the elevator. It was too late when she heard someone yell, "Go deep!"

An object collided against her temple, causing a dull aching pain to stretch across her skull and into her neck. Dylan's voice screamed, "Watch out!" before all light and sound faded and the hall went black.
 


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K.L. Brady is a multi-award-winning author of sweet and sexy romantic comedies, young adult romance, and a spy thriller series based on her career in U.S. intelligence.










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Saturday, January 23, 2016

Excerpt: The Crazy Girl's Handbook by @DelSheree Gladden #sweetromance

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We looked both ways before crossing the street. Both boys held my hand and Thor stayed right at my heel with the leash wrapped around my wrist. The second we set foot on the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street, the boys took off and Thor made a valiant attempt at following them. Problem was, his leash was still looped around my wrist so I could hold the boys’ hands more easily. So when he lunged forward to follow, I didn’t have any control of the leash to stop him from taking me down. 

Pain blossomed in more than one spot as my elbows and palms hit the cement and my head whacked into the decorative stone edging that lined the grass. Thor yelped as my dead weight kept him from getting any farther, then doubled back to see what was wrong and stomped all over me at least three times before settling on my head. By the time my senses cleared, I was so tangled in leash and puppy I couldn’t even figure out where to start. My head and arms throbbing didn’t help at all. 

“Thor, get off,” a firm voice said. 

I thought I wanted to die when I got gum in my hair, or soda ice down my shirt, or an ice cream pedicure. Those were nothing compared to having to be rescued from an over-enthusiastic puppy by Roman Carpenter while covered in dirt, grass, and blood. It was a miracle I didn’t give up right then and just start crying. I loved my nephews, but I was never going to be able to show my face in this neighborhood again. 

The heavy weight of the squirming—and rather large—puppy was finally removed from my face. I heard Roman ask one of the boys to hold the leash, but I kept my eyes closed out of pure shame. Not until a pair of hands pressed against my face did I even dare to breathe. Even then, it was a gasp at the urgency behind the touch. 

“Greenly, are you okay?” Roman demanded. 

The hint of worry in his voice forced me to peel my eyelids apart. I peeked up at him through half-opened eyes and was startled not to find him laughing at me again. There was real, honest fear in his expression and it left me speechless. 

“Are you okay?” he repeated. 

Breathe, Greenly. “Yeah, uh huh. Yep.” 

He just stared at me for a moment. Probably because I sounded ridiculous. “Are you sure?” he asked. 

I tried to sit up in order to prove I was just fine. The sting of putting my hands on the ground made me hiss and I felt a little woozy when I tried to move.
“Whoa, whoa,” Roman said, which made me feel a little like a horse. “Don’t move. Let me help you.”
Great, just great. I tried again to sit up on my own. “Really, I’m fine.” 

“No, you’re not,” Roman said as his arms slid beneath my arms and legs. 

I experienced an irrational moment of panic, not because the idea of Roman carrying me off somewhere was frightening, but because being this close to him would expose everything about me I hadn’t already managed to bare. He lifted me easily and my breath caught as he adjusted his arms and I felt momentarily unsupported. Then his grip rolled me against his chest, to a place of absolute security. I don’t think I took a single breath as he walked up to the house.


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DelSheree Gladden is a USA Today bestselling young adult and romance author, whose writing includes everything from dystopian and Native American mythology to sweet and funny romances.


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