Monday, 11 January 2016

FEARS AND SCARS by Emily Krat ♥ EXCERPT REVEAL @EmilyKrat

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Title: Fears And Scars (Damaged Hearts, #2)
Author: Emily Krat
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 25th
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Synopsis
One lie can destroy everything. What will a pile of them do?   A chance encounter changed everything for Ryan and Liz. Five months later, they have an all-consuming love, a deep emotional bond, an explosive sexual chemistry, and a newfound trust. They’re engaged and on the way to their happily ever after. The only problem is a secret from Elizabeth’s past that Ryan has been hiding. The truth will come out. Will it set Ryan and Liz free or break them apart and destroy their dreams? Life challenges every relationship. Ryan and Liz will learn that secrets aren’t their only problem.   “We’re strong. We’ll survive this. We can survive anything.” – Ryan.   Warning: This book contains mature themes and thus is intended for adult readers only. (18+)  
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Excerpt
Ryan Once we’re in the car, I ask the driver to turn the heater up to blast the chill out and then press the magic button that sets privacy partition up. “What are you up to?” Liz asks as I pull her into my lap. God, I missed her—her voice, her smell, her lips … her everything. “I can’t believe I have you in my arms again.” She brushes her palms along my cheeks. “I was in your arms two days ago.” “Yeah, ages ago. As soon as we step inside the hotel, I’m going to rip anything and everything from your body,” I murmur, nipping her ear. My cock aches in my jeans. My hands skim down her back to her firm ass. There’s a mountain of clothes between us, and I’m desperate to get them off. “Right in the lobby?” she whispers seductively. “Right in our bedroom, smartass. Then I’ll lay you down on our bed and lick your sweet pussy the way you like.” I pause to lick her wrist and smile when her face flushes. “I can’t wait to be buried inside you.” “Ryan,” she says, leaning away from me. “I can’t wait for us to … do those things, but we aren’t going home. I have a surprise for you.” “A surprise?” “Yeah.” I watch as she flips over the ‘Mr.-Best-FiancĂ©-Ever’ sign and read the words “Let’s set a date” written in black marker. My hands stills, and my heart trips heavily against my ribs. “When you proposed, I thought it was crazy. Things happened so fast, we barely knew each other, and I was cautious. But I knew.” I suddenly have a hard time swallowing. “You knew?” I parrot. “When you find the right person, you know right away.” Her eyes caress me. “I was also scared that if I let myself plan a life with you, something bad would happen. After I lost my parents, I lost faith. You helped me find it again. You breathed life into my lungs. You came into my life and have been consuming my body, my mind, my heart ever since. Ryan, you are a gorgeous, kind, intelligent, ambitious, tender, loyal, protective, caring man.” Her voice shakes as she goes on. “I believe we have been given a gift—a rare love. I want to be yours in every way. I want to bear your name, to share your highs and lows, to always be by your side. Let’s move in together and set a wedding date.” A kind of warmth I never knew existed before swims through my veins, but guilt also simmers beneath my skin. I should have told the truth about her parents sooner. My heart races as I study her, debating on the right words before moving a wayward piece of hair from her cheek. “Liz,” I start. She must feel me building up to something or notice the tension in my shoulders. Either way, she takes my face in her hands and strokes my cheeks with her thumbs. “I’ve waited for this moment for so long. I wanted to make it memorable. And I want to make you happy, Ryan. Because you make me crazy with happiness, with love, every second of every day. I’m sorry for the reservations about setting a wedding date, I doubt nothing anymore. I only hope you haven't changed your mind.” “Of course not. God, Liz. It’s my biggest dream for you to be my wife.” Her eyes sparkle with happiness, no trace of loneliness or sadness lurking there. She's so different from when we first met. I let it go, again. I’ll find another time. All I care about right now is making her happy. “I’m messy, Ryan. I never put things where they belong. I—” “You think I don’t know that by now? We’ve been alternating between the hotel and your place for five months, baby.” “Living together full time is different. You’re a neat freak. You might get sick of me.” “Not possible, but then again, who's talking who into moving in?” “Me. I want it, Ryan. I’m just scared.” “It’s going to be perfect, Liz. You’ll see.” Leaning in, I kiss her with everything in me. “Let’s go pack your things. I want you moved in as soon as possible.”   (This excerpt has not been proofread so there might be slight changes in the forthcoming edition.)  
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About The Author
Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, Emily Krat is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true.
Emily is a chocolate junkie, “Grey’s Anatomy” fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends
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(A standalone novel)
Release date 1/18/2016
A Contemporary Romance novel
New York Times & USA Today Bestseller
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Excerpt from THE BALLER
“You ready?” Nick slung his bag over his shoulder and lifted his camera. The reporter in front of us wrapped up his interview and shook hands with Easton.
As I’ll ever be. “Sure.”
I stepped forward and extended my hand. “I’m Delilah Maddox with WMBC Sports News.”
A slow grin spread across Easton’s face. He surprised me by leaning in and kissing me on the cheek. “Pleasure to meet you.”
I wasn’t sure if he was baiting me into an argument—expecting me to lash out at him for kissing me when he’d just shaken the last male reporter’s hand—or if he was trying to use his blatant sexuality to throw me off. Either way, I wasn’t playing his game. I cleared my throat and stood straighter, even though my knees felt a little wobbly.
“Do you mind if I ask you some questions?”
“Why else would you be in here?”
I ignored his sarcasm. He was still smiling at me. Actually, it was more like a smirk, and it made me feel like a toy he was about to play with. “You ready, Nick?” My cameraman finished setting up the lighting, then lifted the camera into position and gave me a hand signal.
“Congratulations on the win today, Brody. How is your knee feeling after your first game back?” I lifted my microphone high, knowing Nick was filming in close.  
“I feel . . . ” He nonchalantly reached to the towel wrapped around his waist and tugged at the corner. The towel fell to the ground. “Great. I feel great. And how about you? It’s your first trip into the locker room, isn’t it? Do you like what you see so far?” His lips curled up into a full-blown wicked smile.
Before I could catch myself, my eyes dropped to his naked lower half. Shit. He was dangling in the wind. I totally got distracted by just how low the thing dangled. It was probably a full minute before I responded to his question. A full minute of dead air time. Great. “Yes. Umm . . . the locker room is . . . ummm . . . nice.”
I sounded like a total ditz. On air.
The jackass continued interviewing me. “Is it as big as you thought it would be?”
“Ummm . . . it’s much bigger than I imagined.”
His smile grew even wider.  
Ugh.
I needed to get back on track or my first locker room interview would become a laughingstock blooper. Viewers had no idea he was naked from the waist down. “Do you think you were at one hundred percent today?”
His eyebrows jumped. “If you’re referring to today’s game, definitely. I had one hundred percent out there on the field. There’re some other areas where I have a lot of growth potential, but my knee felt one hundred percent today.”
His pale green eyes darkened, and I watched his long lashes lower. I followed his line of sight, and suddenly I was staring at his naked package. Again. Damn it. My eyes darted back up, but I felt my cheeks heating. I had to end this, or I was going to be beet red on air.
“Well, welcome back. And congratulations on today’s win.”
I waited until Nick lowered his camera and turned off the light. Then I looked right at Brody Easton’s smug face. “You’re an asshole, you know that?”
His eyes sparkled. “I do.”
I heard the chuckles and high fives at my back as I stormed out of the locker room.

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Blurb
The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.   
It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.
The famed quarterback decided to bare all.   
And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.  
No.  The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question.  On camera.   
The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.
When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.
But I don’t date players.  
And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.   
I’d date an athlete.   
It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.   
You know the type.  Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.
Brody Easton was the ultimate player.
Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.
But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.
Turned out, I was that girl.
Simple right?
Let’s face it.  It never is.
There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…  
And this one is ours.


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About the Author:
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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.  She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!




Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)
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Throb
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MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
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Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)

Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)


The Cole Series (2 book serial)

Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)
Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)

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