AUTHOR BIO:
I'm Mari Arden (Mari rhymes with safari). Teacher by day, author by night. When I'm not living my double life I like to hike and try foods from all over the world. Up until recently, I used to be scared of dogs. Even puppies. True story. Now I'm just afraid of anything with more than six legs. I write to soothe my soul and to, hopefully, entertain YOU.
Adventurous? Come join my double life!
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Now, look at this fabulous cover done by the one and only, Regina Wamba from MaeIDesign. Regina also did the cover for Envisioned, and I plan to use her for all my future covers. Absolutely love her!
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Jules Hendricks has had a string of bad "firsts."
Embarrassing first kiss. Traumatic
first date. An obsessive first boyfriend she can't understand.
It's taken her years but she's finally
able to leave her small town life behind for a new start as a
freshmen at UW- Madison. For Jules this chance to be independent and
rebuild her life is an opportunity she won't ever let anyone take
from her again. She's determined to make something of herself without
a man by her side, in front, behind or anywhere near her.
Reid "Pax" Paxton is the star
quarterback for the UW Badgers. His brush with death makes him
understand how precious life is, and how important it is to take life
by the horns, unafraid. Jules knows he's dangerous for her. Dark
hair. Smoldering eyes. Killer smile. That dimple. That body. Those
arms. Pax is everything she's trying to run away from, but she can't
help coming back for more. Slowly he begins to show a life together
can be more than just a dream. It can be their reality. The truth
about reality is it's not always sunshine and butterflies.
Sometimes it's a wasteland.
Sometimes secrets can't stay buried.
Sometimes your past will find a way to
hunt you down.
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Intrigued? I know I am! Continue reading for an excerpt:
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**Warning:
the contents of this book are intended for readers 18+ and older due
to explicit adult situations.
"Do
I make you nervous?" His husky drawl drips like chocolate
covering a ripe, round strawberry. Does he make me nervous? Does a
simmering volcano make an ant nervous?
I
swallow. "Nervous? I'm not nervous," I babble, refusing to
look at him. I'm in physical pain. What's that thing I do where I
take in air, and then let it out? Oh yeah, breathing. I need to do
that.
Like
right now.
I
make a strangled sound and inhale through my nostrils, taking in the
smoky air like a ravenous puppy finding milk. Instantly I feel Pax's
heat next to me. Soon I'll be immersed in it, wrapped in it.
Wrapped
around him.
So
does that make me nervous? Only a hundred kinds of nervous.
"Time
to begin!" Cade yells, as he jogs back to Pax and I, flashing
his pearly whites. He pounds Pax on the back. "Don't drop the
ball," he grins.
"As
if I ever do."
Cade
turns to me. I see the second he registers my cleavage is exposed to
the world. His eyes appraise me slowly. He gives me an appreciative
grin. "Well, hello there."
"Hi,"
I reply. "Um, should we start now?" I don't mean to be
rude, but I'm a second away from vomiting every cell inside me, and
call me crazy, but I'd prefer not to start off my year known as the
Vomiter.
"Yes,"
Pax glares at Cade. "Let's start." He inserts himself
between us, blocking Cade's view of me. His firm, half naked body is
next to my face. Pax's musky cologne combined with a sweaty scent
unique to him assails my nostrils until my senses are reeling out of
control.
Cade
chuckles, looking amused. I want to glare at him. I don't find
anything amusing about this. "Ready when you are."
Pax
turns to me, his emerald eyes dark pools in the sunlight. This close
I see every glorious inch of him, from the tiny stubbles of black
hair covering the lower part of his face to the rippling six pack
decorating his stomach like a tattoo. I don't dare look any lower. My
pulse skitters. I forget to breathe. Something hard and hot unfurls
in my belly. Unable to tear my gaze from him I watch helpless as his
mouth drifts closer, until he' so close his breath mingles with mine.
"Ride
me."
Excerpt copyright 2013 Mari Arden
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