SYNOPSIS:
The Rocker Who Cherishes
Me
Wroth
The marines took me from a
Tennessee
farm boy and turned me into a hard man.
Between the things I’d seen during my
tour of duty and the things I’d done
during my years as a member of OtherWorld,
nothing could faze me.
Nothing.
Except for HER.
She’s everything that is
good in the
world. At least, my world. Everything
I’ve ever done has been for her. Always
for her. I feel as if I need her to
breathe, to feel alive. But I can’t have
Marissa. She’s to innocent, to damn
perfect. And me? I’m not good enough for
that girl. She deserves better, someone
who would spend their life CHERISHING
her. Not breaking her heart.
Marissa
Between my brother and
Wroth Niall I’d
been protected from the world for most
of my life. You would think I was still
a little girl the way they treated me.
But I wasn’t made out of glass. It would
take a lot to break this girl. Because
if a childhood cancer hadn’t kicked my
butt, nothing would. Right?
Wrong.
All I’ve ever wanted was
for him to
look at me. Really look at me and see
that I wasn’t a fragile piece of
porcelain that would break if he
touched me. What I got was a lot more…but
nowhere close to enough. Once I touched
heaven—at least heaven for me—and now I
didn’t know how to go back to what
Wroth and I had had before. I can’t go back
to the life I was living before my
short time with Wroth. It would destroy me
to stay that close, when I know that
I’m not what he really wants. So when my
brother asks me to go on tour with him
yet again, I decide to jump on that tour
bus without a backwards
glance.
Only I wasn’t prepared to
be stuck on
HIS bus.
PURCHASE
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Wroth
(Unedited. Subjected to Changes - Mature Language)
(Unedited. Subjected to Changes - Mature Language)
She was out on the dance floor with a
glass of something fruity in one hand and
her other hand wrapped around Rhett’s
arm as she danced between him, Natalie
and Linc. I slammed my now empty bottle
of beer down onto the bar top, making
Emmie who had been standing close by
jump. But I didn’t think to apologize. My
mind was cloudy but focused on only one
mission.
Kiss Marissa.
“Fuck, why am I the only sober one
when he is suddenly shit faced?” I thought I
heard Axton whine behind
me.
Was I shitfaced? Maybe, but I didn’t
care.
As I strode toward my girl someone
stepped in front of me, but I pushed past
him, not caring if I knocked the man on
his ass or not. As I drew closer
Natalie and Linc stopped dancing and
Natalie took a few steps back, pulling
Linc with her. After a small hesitation
she reached for Rhett and tugged him
back with her and the muscle head.
Marissa, oblivious to her friends’ desertion
and my approach continued to sway to
the soft music with her eyes nearly
closed.
My buzzed mind decided to take
advantage of her like that and I wrapped my arms
around her from behind. My hands folded
around her waist and I lowered my head
even as she stiffened in my arms.
Burying my nose in her neck I inhaled like a
man deprived of oxygen would take in
lungful after lungful of fresh air. Dallas
had been right earlier. Marissa’s
shampoo did smell good. It was something
different from what she had once used,
but it smelled delicious and made her
hair soft and
shiny.
Marissa tried to turn in my arms but I
tightened my hold around her waist,
locking her in place against me. As if
it had developed a mind of its own, my
tongue snuck out and tasted the soft
skin under her ear, rewarding me instantly
with a shiver that she was unable to
contain. Around us everyone else
disappeared and I swayed to the music
with her. I didn’t dance, but if it meant
I got to have her in my arms then I
would do the fucking Macarena
A NOTE FROM
TERRI:
Having had a passion for
reading from the time my aunt first
handed me my first romance, I slowly
grew bored with just reading. I wanted to
control the characters, make them into
who I wanted them to be and that way I
was never disappointed with the
endings. I soon learned that it isn't always
that easy. The characters control the
author. But that is all part of the fun
when creating a new story. Seeing where
these people take you on their journey
to find their soul-mate has become my
new passion and getting to incorporate my
love of music--Rock music in
particular--has been a dream come true. Thanks for
taking this crazy ride with me, and I
can't wait to see where we go next!
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