It’s LIVE!
It’s here…MY NOT SO SUPER SWEET LIFE has hit virtual shelves everywhere, and at a special price of only 99 pennies for a short time! The full price of $3.99 will return soon, so be sure to grab it up this week 🙂
As I mentioned in my last post, this book focuses on a relationship that began in book one. If you haven’t yet read the first two in the Super Sweet series, it can be read as a stand alone, but you’ll miss certain elements of the couple’s shared history. I’ve filled in the key details where necessary, and many readers are choosing to begin the journey here, but your reading experience may be richer if you chose to begin with My Super Sweet Sixteenth Century. Totally up to you!
Today, the Blog Tour kicks off with a review from Jenna Does Books and an interview with Coffee, Books, and Me. Be sure to visit both stops to enter to win jewelry inspired by the book! You can win a handcrafted silver charm, the same as the one Lucas gives Cat in a certain scene (so happens to be my favorite).
Don’t Forget: Tonight is Party Palooza
So many of my author friends are joining me on Facebook tonight to celebrate Cat and Lucas, including Caisey Quinn, Rhonda Helms, Stina Lindenblatt, Tiffany King, Michelle Madow, Heather Lyons, Megan Erickson, and Melissa West. They’re bringing prizes, virtual ice cream, pictures of cute dudes, and more. If you’re on Facebook, head HERE to register for the fun!
You can read the full first chapter on my website, and as a special treat, here’s an exclusive look at one of my favorite scenes:
Transferring his attention to the girl in my arms, Austin’s smirk drops as he reaches back to lower the music. “Cat, you know we’ve got this, right? You’re part of Less’s family, which means you’re now part of mine. Between the three of us”—he tosses a glance in my direction—“we’ve got you covered. No one’s gonna mess with you. You hear me?”
A small shudder rocks her frame, and an intense loathing of Kate Lyons floods my system. Cat squeezes my hand, somehow sensing my emotions, and says softly, “I do. Thanks, Austin. For being cool and letting us chill here for a while. I appreciate it.”
I know that was big for her. It’s been a process to accept help and to trust that people have her back. There’s my silver lining in all this. Maybe she’ll finally see that she’s not alone.
Austin’s normal smirk returns. “Hey, Alessandra called me a dashing hero, which I’m pretty sure is Shakespearean for awesome. Hooking you up scored me major points, so looks like we all win.”
Cat laughs, and he winks. The truck inches forward, and we step back, watching as he drives down to the gate where security stops him. Apparently, the fact that this house is his doesn’t matter; Jack subjects Austin to the same treatment I got earlier. Austin doesn’t seem to care. With a good-natured shrug, he glances back at us with a smile, salutes Jack, and then hops back into his idling truck, apparently passing the inquisition. Thrusting his arm out the open window, he takes off, blaring music trailing behind him.
Silence falls, and we’re alone.
Or, as alone as two teenagers can be with a large security detail several yards away. Cat sags against me, releasing a heavy breath, and I tighten my hold around her.
“What now?”
“Nothing,” she says. “I don’t want to do anything. I don’t want to think, I don’t want to talk. I just want to spend the rest of the day in ignorant bliss and pretend I’m someone else. I’m not the daughter of a Hollywood diva; you’re not the son of a music mogul. Skeezy dudes aren’t waiting to snap a picture of us making out or of me picking my nose. We’re just a normal, everyday couple, with a huge, stinking house all to ourselves.” She shifts her head back to give me an upside down grin. “But don’t be getting any ideas. We’re a PG-13, everyday couple with a house all to ourselves, you dig?”
Smiling, I touch my forehead to hers. “Have you seen PG-13 movies lately? I can definitely work with that rating.”
For your copy of My Not So Super Sweet Life, head over to Amazon or Barnes and Noble, and be sure to add it to your Goodreads shelf!
And now for a celebratory, happy dance, my-fifth-published-book-is-out-Muppet-flail giveaway! Your own pocket-sized Lucas…err, in trading card form…and a signed teaser card of the above excerpt!
