Title: All I Want
Series: Alabama Summer #2
Author: J Daniels
Release Date: November 24, 2014
Synopsis
Luke Evans is a heartbreaker.
I didn’t want to give mine to him. Not when he kept
me out.
He gave me enough, just enough to make me fall in
love with him. I say this to convince myself. But I know the truth.
I would’ve fallen in love with him at a distance.
Handing my heart over to Luke was the easiest thing
I’ve ever done. I was naive when I wished for more, when I hoped he wanted the
same things I did.
I try to hate him. I try to forget him.
But it’s not that easy.
Love is a ruthless bitch, and I’m her latest victim.
Tessa Kelly is a man-eater.
When she sets her sights on you, she doesn’t just
consume your heart, she goes for your soul.
What we had was perfect, real, and all I would ever
want.
But she destroyed it.
She destroyed us.
I try to hate her. I try to forget her.
But it’s not that easy.
Love is for people who have hope, and I have none.
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Review
You know how babies make those pouty faces when they're about to sob? well, that was my face all thru the book!! My heart ached for both of them and I am so happy with the results. A 'I want to punch/love someone' at the same time! Lol Loved Luke, loved Tessa, loved how Mia and Ben popped in. my God!!! I want a Luke for myself!! A definite must read!! - Review by Maggie .
It's safe to say that I wanted to punch Luke in the face so many times. I hated how he and Tessa kept each other at arms length - but I also see where it's best for them. I cried and laugh for them both, but I'm happy they finally stopped being stupid and got their ending! When you think something was about to happen a curve ball was coming at you. So much love and hate! But a book that is must read!! - Review by Abby.
Prologue
Two
months ago
No.
No.
No.
Jesus. Fuck, no.
There are absolutely zero good-looking men
at this thing. Besides Reed, who disappeared an hour ago with some giggly
brunette, and the man I refuse to acknowledge. Weddings are supposed to be a
breeding ground for nameless hook-ups, and I’m shit out of luck at this one. So
instead of getting drilled in a concealed corner somewhere, my dress bunched
around my waist as a stranger becomes familiar with my sounds, I’m having to
find other ways to pass the time.
Eat cake.
Hit up the open bar.
Eat more cake.
Dance with Nolan.
Get cake with Nolan.
Steal Mia away from Ben.
Watch Mia get carried off by Ben.
And now this.
Sitting at an empty table, watching as Ben,
Mia, and Nolan all slow dance together. Nolan’s in between them, rubbing Mia’s
growing baby bump, while Ben can’t seem to keep his eyes off his new wife. I’m
crazy happy for them, but right now, I can’t watch them share another perfect
family moment in front of me. I need a break from this. Just a few minutes to
get some air.
I step out of the tent and head across the
lawn toward the Estate House. I’m walking aimlessly, not having any destination
in mind. I just need to get away from all the love for a second. Love is great
when you’re with someone. It’s better when it’s reciprocated. But it fucking
sucks when that shit is one-sided.
And that’s the only way I’ve known it.
I walk down the side of the building and
turn right to go around the back. As soon as I round the corner, I see him.
He’s leaning against the building behind
some shrubs, head back, eyes closed, lips slightly parted. His sandy-brown hair
is cut shorter than normal, almost buzzed completely, and it does really
annoying things to his face. Like show it off more. Those ridiculously gorgeous
features of his are on display for my eyes right now, and I don’t have to avert
my gaze because he doesn’t know I’m watching. He has no idea I’m staring at his
sharp, angular cheekbones, the fullness of his mouth, or the bump at the bridge
of his nose that I see as this perfect imperfection.
God, I fucking love that bump.
His face tenses as his arms move to the
front of his body, and I let my eyes roam to the reason for this change.
The blonde I recognize from the wedding is
on her knees with his cock lodged in her mouth, deep throating it until she
gags. His hands are in her hair, encouraging her, pulling her closer until she
practically swallows him whole. I lift my eyes to that face I was just secretly
admiring seconds ago. It’s no longer tempting me to keep my presence unknown.
Because there’s no way in hell I’m going to let this shit happen right now.
Fuck him, and his face.
I step in front of the bush and make a
fist, clearing my throat into it. Luke’s eyes shoot open and he grabs the
blonde’s head, sliding her off his cock. She releases it with a pop and a grunt
of disappointment. Apparently, she isn’t finished. But she looks pretty fucking
finished to me.
Luke tucks himself away quickly. “What the
fuck, Tessa? What are you doing?”
I look from him to the blonde. “Oh,
sweetie. You might want to go disinfect. He’s got the herp.”
Slutty blonde parts her lips as if she’s
waiting for another cock. She stands and wipes her mouth with the back of her
hand, glaring in Luke’s direction. “Oh my God. Are you serious? You have
herpes?”
Luke’s wide eyes train on mine. “What? No I
don’t!”
“He’s really sweet about it though,” I say,
looking sympathetically at the blonde. “He pays for my Valtrex every month.” I
turn my eyes to Luke, letting out a swooning sigh. “So romantic.”
Blonde shoves against Luke’s chest. “You’re
disgusting.”
“I don’t have fucking herpes!” Luke
adamantly vows as he tightens his belt.
I watch, basking in my victory as blonde
trudges through the grass, getting her heel caught in the process. She stumbles
a bit, glares at Luke over her shoulder, and disappears around the corner.
“I can’t fucking believe you just did
that,” Luke says, prompting me to whip my head around to look at him. He
buttons his suit jacket up and steps closer. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
You.
What happened between us.
And
the fact that you’ve obviously moved on without any difficulty.
I close the gap and he freezes, his hand
flattening against his jacket. My gaze flicks from his crotch to his face, and
I mask all the hurt of seeing this asshole with another woman behind the fakest
smile I’ve ever worn.
“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with me.
You, on the other hand, might want to go to the clinic. If you didn’t have an
STD before that whore touched you, I’m sure you have one now.”
I
turn and storm away before he can give me a comeback. But more importantly,
before he can see the smile fading from my lips.
Author Bio
J. Daniels was born and raised in Maryland.
After putting her kids to bed, she escapes into her cheeky world where some of her characters kiss, and some of them do a lot more than kiss.
She is an avid reader and enjoys everything from unconventional romance to fantasy novels.
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Magnolia Mae has always had strange dreams, even before her parents died in a car crash leaving her older brother to raise her. Only a few weeks before Halloween and her eighteenth birthday the dreams start to come more frequently, her life seems even more chaotic than usual and the guilt that she did not stop her parents’ death is beginning to tear her apart. The only one who has never treated her like an outcast is handsome Bash, the boy whose eyes have haunted nearly all of her dreams.
As Halloween draws closer Magnolia enlists the help of her brother and Bash to try to discover what these dreams mean. Why does it feel like she has lived what she sees and why are Bash’s eyes in every dream?
If not for Magnolia, her parents would be alive. She’d known they were going to get into a car wreck. She had seen it two nights before it happened. The screams had echoed in her head, the bursts of lightning mixed with the flashes of red and blue from the emergency responders had been forever implanted in her memory even before it had happened. The dream had seemed so real — they always seemed so real — that she’d cried hysterically until her parents found her curled on the floor of her room. They had assured her that it had only been a nightmare. Two nights later, they’d gone out in a storm to pick her up from rehearsal. Trying to avoid the deer had thrown their car into a hydroplane that had connected them with a lone tree in the ditch.
Angela Schroeder is a single mother of three. She was born and raised in Iowa in a river town known for its pearl buttons. Having four siblings she never lacked for someone to play with, as she grew older she found herself pulled into books and writing more and more.
Her parents are her heroes, her siblings her confidants and tormentors and her children are a wonderful blessing. Church is important to her children and her. They enjoy the friendships they've made with the people there.
Writing has always been a passion. Her first experience was in fifth grade when she went to a one day writing conference. After that she knew it was something she wanted to pursue.
