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September 14, 2015

(*)Excerpt Reveal(*) Sins of Sevin by Penelope Ward



 
 From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new forbidden STANDALONE romance releasing September 21st! 
 
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 SINS OF SEVIN EXCERPT
Copyright © 2015 by Penelope Ward

As he gulped down the water, I watched his Adam’s apple moving up and down. I used the opportunity to glance over his sweaty body up close. The top of his underwear was sticking out of his jeans. The smell of him was intoxicating, a mix of cut wood, sweat and cologne. I thought about our talk the other night, how he’d confessed his sexual history. As much as it disturbed me, knowing he’d used that body to give a woman pleasure made me weak with desire. I could only imagine what that would feel like with him.
Elle would find out.
I was still looking down at his abs when he said, “Thank you.” My eyes immediately shot up to meet his incendiary stare.
He’d caught me checking him out.  
“You’re welcome.”
His mouth curved into a smile as he handed me back the glass. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you much this week.”
“Yeah. I’ve been busy.”
“I have something for you,” he blurted out in a way that indicated he was anxiously waiting to say it.
“For me?”
“Yeah. Wait here, okay?”
Sevin ran over to where his truck was parked and grabbed something out of the open window.
He returned to where I was standing and handed me a CD.
“What is it?”
“If you like the Smiths, you’ll like some of the songs on here. I included a few Smiths songs—the ones from your favorite album, but there’s also The Lemonheads, The Pixies…and Pulp.”
“You made this?”
“Yeah. I made it for myself and burned you a copy.”
“Thanks.”
He looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Number ten is my favorite.” Then, he walked away.
I immediately took it back to my room and dusted off my old portable CD player.
Lying down on my bed with the sun streaming in, I drowned out the world and listened to every song. When it got to number ten, I paid special attention, knowing he’d specifically called that one out.
The name of the song was Like a Friend. I later found out it was by Pulp. With each lyric, my eyes became heavier until they welled up in tears. The words described to a tee exactly how I’d been feeling about him. The singer was shouting out all his feelings about his friend, that she was everything he shouldn’t want, everything that was bad for him, but yet he couldn’t stop wanting her. He’d take what he could get even if that just meant being friends. Every single line spoke to me. It was the first time I realized that maybe I wasn’t alone in my torment. This situation—whatever was happening between us—was taking a toll on him, too.
I must have listened to the song five times before I went over to the window and looked down at him. At one point, he finally looked up and noticed me. He squinted his eyes to see me through the glare of the sun. I still had my headphones on. He knew I had heard number ten. The look on his face when our eyes locked only confirmed that number ten wasn’t just a song. It was his way of speaking to me.
 
 

What happens when the one you want is the only one you can't have?

My name is Sevin.

Homeschooled and sheltered by my ultra-religious family, I was always taught that lust was a sin.

Elle was the girl who'd been carefully chosen for me.

After a long-distance courtship, I'd be moving into her family's guesthouse so that we could get to know each other in the months before the wedding.

Boundaries were set: no inappropriate touching, no kissing, no sex before marriage.

I'd accepted those rules and my fate.

Until I met the one I wanted to sin with.

That was when restraint became a problem...especially since THE ONE wasn't Elle.

It was her sister, Evangeline.

You know what they say about best laid plans.

My name is Sevin, and I have sinned.

Told in alternating points of view, Sins of Sevin is a full-length standalone novel. Contains graphic sexual content and harsh language. Only appropriate for adult readers age 18+.
 
 
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 10-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.
         

Cover Reveal ~~ B.A. Wolf **Letting Go**

Title: Letting Go (Keaton #1.5)
Author: BA Wolfe
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: September 28th, 2015
 
 https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25667678-letting-go?ac=1

 

 Jason Bradley is a simple, country guy thrust into a life most wouldn't consider normal. He’s dealt with his share of heartbreak and pain, and now he keeps his secrets close to his heart to avoid getting hurt again. Living the only way he knows how.

Until Cassandra Pierce crashes into his world. After a life-changing moment he never anticipated, he realizes that loving her is only the beginning.

A whirlwind of days…

Beautiful moments…

Then it all comes tumbling down, and Jason learns that the hardest part of living…of loving…is letting go.
This is Jason's story.
**Letting Go is a Full Length Companion Novel to the Keaton Series and is told in Jason's (Jase) POV **
 
I knew something good was coming and I couldn’t tear my gaze away. With his fingers wrapped around the football, Dan glanced up at me in the stands and nodded quickly, the biggest grin on his face. He didn't seem to care that he had about three guys ready to tackle him. The pressure never fazed Dan, because this was his element. The Friday night lights, the roaring crowds, the pigskin in his hands, commanding the field. The dude was a star and I was proud to be his brother. I nodded back and he finally threw the football. It spiraled perfectly through the air, landing straight into Johnson's tight grip, where he ran the short distance and . . .
"Touchdown!" I jumped from the bench and threw my hands in the air, screaming. Except, my cheering was short-lived. I palmed my back and frowned as a sharp pain stabbed me. I glanced over my shoulder, eyeing the crowd behind me. Did someone throw something? No. They were all too engrossed in the game.
Running a hand over my back that ached with a dull pain, I drew my attention back to the field. Maybe I had been sitting too long?
I prepared to ease past Anna and her sister when she touched my arm. "Where you going?"
I stopped in front of her and smiled. My girlfriend was beautiful and that was an understatement. We'd finally made our relationship official two months ago. We were young, but I’d known her since preschool, basically forever. And I was the lucky guy that got to hold her hand.
"Just going to stretch," I told her.
"You're gonna miss the last thirty seconds of the game though.” She cocked her head.
It was safe to say the whole town lived for high school football, and it was no lie that my brother, Dan, was the best quarterback since I didn’t know when.
I glanced over my shoulder at the scoreboard. We were ahead by seven points. I smirked, ready to tell her I wasn’t worried about it, when another weird pain ricocheted around from my back to my side. I flinched. What in the heck?
"You okay?" she asked, steadying her hand on my arm.
I laughed, trying to play it cool, but I honestly wasn't sure what the hell was up. "I'm good. I've been sitting too long I think. I'll be back." I didn't waste another second, slipping past the girls and rushing to the front of the stadium.
I palmed my side and stretched out a little, only to find that made it worse. Putting my hand out, I braced myself against the ticket booth that had already closed. I sucked in a few deep breaths but the ache in my back grew tighter with each inhale. "What the heck?" I yelled, but it was masked by whoops and hollers from the stands.
We won.
A grin tipped my lips even though I was trying not to scowl in pain. I was probably more proud of him than my parents and I had missed the end. This was the sixth game of the season and I had missed the end of the last one because Anna needed a soda. I stood in line as James made the winning touchdown, beating our arch rivals forty-seven to forty.
It seemed like a new trend . . . always missing out on the best part, the end.






 


B.A. Wolfe is a girl with a passion for reading and writing, and lives in the good old state of Colorado with her husband (her biggest cheerleader), and her two crazy min pin fur babies. These days, her life is anything but calm, and there isn't one thing she'd want to change. B.A. spends all her free time either furiously typing stories on her laptop or happily reading through her endless TBR on her Kindle. Her list of favorites would be long enough to fill a book, but most would likely fall under the romance category. She is a sucker for a good love story that makes her cry, and an amazing book boyfriend who will melt her heart.


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