Book Description:
Born
into a life of privilege and secrets, Nora Blakely has everything any
nineteen-year-old girl could desire.
She’s an accomplished pianist, a Texas beauty queen, and on her way to
Princeton after high school. She’s
perfect…
Leaving
behind her million dollar mansion and Jimmy Choos, she becomes a girl hell-bent
on pushing the limits with alcohol, drugs, and meaningless sex.
Then
she meets her soulmate. But he doesn’t
want her.
When
it comes to girls, twenty-five-year old Leo Tate has one rule: never fall in love. His gym and his brother are all he cares
about…until he meets Nora. He resists
the pull of their attraction, hung up on their six year age difference.
As
they struggle to stay away from each other, secrets will be revealed, tempers
will flare, and hearts will be broken.
Welcome
to Briarcrest Academy…where sometimes, the best things in life are
Very Bad Things.
Genre: New Adult
Contemporary Romance
Buy Links from Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Very-Things-Briarcrest-Academy-ebook/dp/B00F225YK2/ref=zg_bs_6487838011_1
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About the Author
Ilsa Madden-Mills is a loving wife
and mother, a loyal friend, and a teacher. When all that is done, she writes.
Obsessively.
She spends her days with two small kids, a neurotic cat, and her Viking husband. She collects magnets and rarely cooks except to bake her own pretzels.
When she’s not typing away at a story, you can find her drinking too much Diet Coke, jamming out to Pink, or checking on her carefully maintained chocolate stash.
She loves to hear from from fans and fellow authors. Check her out on Facebook or her author website.
She spends her days with two small kids, a neurotic cat, and her Viking husband. She collects magnets and rarely cooks except to bake her own pretzels.
When she’s not typing away at a story, you can find her drinking too much Diet Coke, jamming out to Pink, or checking on her carefully maintained chocolate stash.
She loves to hear from from fans and fellow authors. Check her out on Facebook or her author website.
Excerpt
Nora and Leo Meet
“Drop
the paint and turn around slowly with your hands in the air.” The loud command
was said with a deep voice. “I’ve got a gun, so move nice and slow.”
I bent
over and placed the can on the pavement. I started to turn when— “I said put
your hands in the air!” he yelled.
I
yanked my hands up and eased around to face the owner of the voice.
He was
about ten feet away from me, standing six feet and then some. He was missing a
shirt but wearing a pair of black athletic shorts and flip-flops. Judging by
his disheveled dirty blond hair and bloodthirsty eyes, I’d have to guess this might be the owner of the Escalade.
And I’d
just woken him up.
He
came closer to me, and my eyes were immediately drawn to his green-and-blue
dragon tattoo. Like a giant snake, the scaled body of the dragon wrapped around
his forearm and bicep with the neck coming down from his shoulder and the head
resting on his broad chest. Red flames poured from its mouth, between laser
sharp teeth.
This
guy looked medieval.
So, I
squinted and pictured him as a rugged Viking, wearing a horned helmet and
gripping a spear instead of a gun. Maybe holding a shield instead of his
flashlight and definitely wearing some of those laced-up leather boots. The
word berserker (from round two of the
famous spelling bee) came to mind, and I rolled the syllables around my
tongue . . . ber-serk-er.
Yep, that was him alright: one pissed off Norse warrior.
I
grinned at my amazing analogy because, well, I’d had too much to drink.
“You
think this is funny, son?” he snapped.
I
shook my head, suddenly aware that some guy was pointing a gun at me.
And he
thought I was a boy.
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