Thursday, January 9, 2014

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Title: Save Me From Myself (Nashville Nights #1)
Author: Stacey Mosteller
Expected Release Date: February 2014
Genre: New Adult Romance
Cover Designer: Kari @ Cover to Cover Designs 
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Blurb
Lyric Hayes spent the first 22 years of her life trying to be the perfect daughter and the perfect girlfriend. After a tragedy and her fiance’s betrayal, she's running. Starting over far away from the person she used to be.

She's made herself a vow - no relationships. She's trying to heal, not complicate her life further.

David Pearson has it all. Confidence, awesome friends, successful business. But, David's dealt with loss too. He knows better than anyone not to judge by what's on the surface.

Drawn to Lyric despite her inability to trust, he'll do anything to own her heart.

Will secrets and misunderstandings send Lyric running again? Or will David finally save her from herself?
Excerpt

Suddenly, Anna grabs my arm, pulling me towards her. “Who’s that?” she shouts in my ear over the loud music. Looking over at the bar, I see the tiny blonde girl with pink highlights bending over it, holding herself up by her arms talking to David. He is smiling down, listening intently to her. When he replies to her, her entire face lights up and she kisses his cheek before dropping back down to the floor.
I turn back to Anna and snort, “Probably the flavor of the week. That’s the same girl I saw him with at the mall and at Ruby’s yesterday.
He’s no different than any other jackass we’ve met.”
Anna watches the blonde head back to her table.
“I don’t know Lyr, she didn’t exactly kiss him like a girlfriend would.” We watch as David walks out from behind the bar. Clapping the bartender that just arrived on the shoulder, he says something that makes the bartender laugh, and moves past him.
Once he’s lost in the crowd, Anna continues, “Maybe they’re just friends or-” she cuts herself off looking at something behind me. I knew exactly what she was looking at. My entire body buzzes as I feel the heat of his body get closer.
I turned slowly in my seat and raise an eyebrow at David, “Can I help you?” I ask snidely.
He grins at me, “I just wanted to come over and say hi. It’s been busy in here tonight.”
“I’m sure being a player is pretty time-consuming.”
I glare at him, wanting nothing more than to slap that smile off his face. God, how could I have been stupid enough to fall for the “good guy” routine? Again!
He frowns, looking confused, “I’m sorry?”
Scoffing, I reply, “Yeah, you’re definitely sorry.”
His eyes narrow dangerously, ”Look, I really don’t understand what your problem is. I like you, you seemed to like me. Now you’re just acting like a bitch. Excuse me if I don’t get what you think I did.”
Unbelievable. When will I ever meet a guy who isn’t a liar or a cheater? “You don’t get it? Really? Well, let me spell it out for you. I don’t date cheaters. I refuse to be ‘that’ girl, and I refuse to do that to someone else.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” He asks, his voice hard.
I sigh, “I saw you with your girlfriend. I’ve seen you together a few times now.” Is he really going to continue to deny it? I caught him with her!
“How can you possibly see me with someone who doesn’t exist? I am many things Princess, a cheater and a liar aren’t one of them.” His voice is glacial.
My mouth drops open, “You asshole! She was JUST here! Remember, she’s a short, skinny blonde with pink highlights?”
Jeremy, who’s sitting next to us at the bar spits out his beer laughing, “Shit Dave, she thinks SB is your girlfriend? Now, that’s disgusting.
She’ll love that!”
“SB? What kind of name is SB?” I ask, raising an eyebrow as I look back at David.
“SB is my sister SarahBeth’s nickname. My baby sister. Not my girlfriend. She’s practically my kid.” David responds, glaring at me.
Oh great. Now I really feel like a moron. Talk about jumping to the wrong conclusion. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. Princess, you really need to stop making snap judgments about me.” He snaps.
The look on his face makes me feel about two inches tall. But, this wasn’t my fault. If he’d told me about her, this never would have happened. Thinking about that makes me sound even bitchier. But that realization doesn’t stop me from saying, “Well, maybe you should be a little more forthcoming.
You never said you had a sister.”
“Right, because that should be my intro. ‘Hi, I’m David, I own a bar, and have a sister I’ve been raising for the past 5 years.’ That’s not going to raise any questions at all,” he says sarcastically while rolling his eyes.
“Raising?” I can’t hide my confusion. She’s his sister, why is he raising her? And how old is she?
He sighs, “See what I mean? Yes, raising. Our parents died when she was 16 and I was 27. Jeremy” he nods at the guy next to us, “and I moved back to Nashville to take care of her. Our grandparents are in Florida and North Carolina, so to be with them she would have had to leave her whole life behind. After everything she’d lost, I couldn’t take that away too, so I came back and have been taking care of her ever since.”
I can’t believe he did that. He was a single guy, living on his own, and he chose to move back to his hometown and take care of his sister?
“I’m so sorry. That must’ve been such a difficult choice to make.”
He shrugs, then glares at me again. “There was never a choice. She’s my baby sister.”
After that statement, he turns on his heel and walks off. I’m beginning to think I’ve completely misjudged this guy.
About the Author
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I am a 32 year old wife and working mom to 3 boys, ages 15, 13, and 8! After spending the first half of my life in a small town outside of Philadelphia, PA, my parents moved my brother and I to another small town outside of Greensboro, NC. I moved to Hickory, NC after marrying my husband. We dated a total of three months before getting married, and we’d known each other for a total of six! People thought we were crazy, but 2014 marks our 10 year anniversary, so it obviously worked out!
I’ve always been a huge book lover, even though I hated doing book reports in school! I could never figure out the main idea, but I could quote the book word for word. Back in 2012, I found Fifty Shades, and after staying up all night one Friday to read all three books, I was hooked! I started a book blog, and kept reading everything I could. Then, I found Fallen Too Far by Abbi Glines, and couldn’t stop reading. My husband told me that I should write my own book since I was spending so much on Kindle books – by June, I’d read over 500! – and after blowing him off for a few months, I decided to try to write the story I kept seeing in my head.
 I had an idea for a story about a girl who’d been raised by her brother, but when I started writing, the brother of the main female kept taking over, to the point I was writing things in his POV instead of hers, so I shelved it, and started writing Save Me From Myself instead. I finally told a few fellow book bloggers about my story, and they started encouraging me to finish it, so here we are! It’s been an absolutely insane ride, and I can’t wait to share these characters with everyone!

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The Book

Visions of death haunt her . . .


Ava Keller sees the future. When she suffers a horrifying vision of a man’s violent death, she knows from experience nothing she does will stop it from becoming a reality. But when she meets a strong, broken man, he makes her want to believe in second chances.

Vengeance consumes him . . .

Tortured by his past, Karson has worked tirelessly to wreak vengeance on the demons who murdered his family. But when Ava inadvertently disrupts his intricate plan for revenge, his focus shifts to an all-consuming need to keep her alive and in his arms.

Love could save their souls . . .

Thrown together by fate, Ava and Karson explore their new feelings and discover hope for the future. But they must battle the demons threatening humanity to find a destiny worthy of their love.




The Excerpt



Monstrous. That was the only word for it. Deep reds and yellows flashed at me, hurting my eyes. The sparkles were almost enough to put me right over the edge. What the heck were those things?

Rhinestones? Who wore rhinestones anymore?

Only Miriam.

“What do you think, Ava?” Miriam asked.

I bit my lip, searching my mind for a way to tell her that it was the fugliest thing I’d ever seen without off ending her. I cast a quick glance about us. Thanks to the after-dinner hour, the hospital cafeteria where we sat at a chipped Formica-topped table was almost empty. No one else seemed to notice us, or the horrible dress that my best friend was waving around. But combined with the smell of disinfectant that clung to the stark white walls and pastel plastic furniture, the dress was enough to make me dizzy.

Nope. There was no way to be polite.

“I think it’s horrible,” I admitted. Miriam’s fashion sense tended toward the wild side, but that dress crossed a line. Besides the garish sequins, the neckline looked like it would hit her navel.

“Really?” Miriam held the dress at arm’s length and studied it with a critical eye. “I thought it might be nice for the graduation party. I don’t graduate from medical school every day. Might be a good chance to wear something saucy.”

I suppressed a shudder at the idea of wearing something so flashy in public. But that was Miriam. Brave and fun and willing to journey into the scariest places fashion offered. Despite our differences, we’d been best friends ever since the day in middle school when Miriam decided we would be.

Miriam got what Miriam wanted.

She was also my favorite person in the world. So it worked out pretty darn well for me.

“Besides, once I start my residency, I won’t be out of scrubs for years,” she said. “There’s only so much you can do to make scrubs look good.”

The ache that had settled into my chest ever since the reality of Miriam leaving had hit me flared into pain. I was twenty-five for crying out loud, far too old to be using my best friend as a security blanket, even if she was leaving me alone in Chicago to pursue her dream of being a medical doctor in New York City. Mentally quashing the loneliness, I forced a grin.

My grin didn’t fool her and she frowned at me, then shoved the dress back into a Nordstrom bag. “You’re tougher than you think.”

“I know,” I said automatically. My fear of getting physically near people—heck, even being in the same room as large groups—was the source of many, many, many of our arguments. Especially lately. The last thing I wanted was to get into it again. Miriam was a gem, but she spent way too much time worrying about me.
Some things weren’t fixable.

I pushed down the self-pity the thought caused. The emotion was silly, self-indulgent, and unfounded. Sure, I wasn’t exactly sociable because of the constraints placed on me by my curse, but I still had a decent life. One that was a heck of a lot better than most people’s.

As long as I was careful not to touch anyone.

“So, I need to get as much Ava-time in as I can before I go. What are you doing tonight? You should come with me to find something to wear to the party, since you have to compete against this amazing dress.”

Compete against that? So not my style. The dress was a walking banner proclaiming Miriam to be vivacious and outgoing.

And more than a bit of a daredevil. If my clothes had a sign attached, it would identify me as “cautious,” or just scream “don’t touch.” There was no competition. And shopping? A sudden need to be out of this place, alone and in my own space, hit, and I tugged on my sleeves.

Miriam’s gaze shifted, just enough that I could tell she noticed. Awesome friend that she was, she pretended she hadn’t. “Actually, I’m a little beat,” she said. “Maybe I could bring a movie over? Something filled with angst and love and Colin Firth.”

“Are you ever getting out of the Colin Firth phase?”

She pushed up from the table, face serious. “Colin Firth isn’t a phase, Ava. He’s a way of life.”

“He’s a tad refined for my taste, but”— I stood and pushed my chair in—“I wouldn’t want to deprive you of something so important.”

Miriam turned to walk out of the cafeteria when she suddenly froze, her eyes widened, and her gaze locked on something over my shoulder. She let out a quiet whistle. “Wow, cute. Forget Colin Firth.”

As casually as I could, I snuck a glance behind me.

The man was anything but cute.

He could have been anywhere from his late twenties to midthirties. His good looks weren’t marred by the thick and ropey scar that ran down the side of his face and neck. I could see him playing Double Oh Seven, not Darcy. But the way he carried himself—arrogant but guarded—seemed out of place in the quiet hospital. 

His gaze weighed and categorized everything it took in and made my stomach clench and my heart speed up.

Fight or flight?

I looked at Miriam. “Quit grinning at him,” I whispered. “He looks like a thug.”


The Author


CPA-turned-romance-author Tiffany Allee used to battle spreadsheets in Corporate America, and now concentrates on her characters’ battles to find love. Raised in small-town Colorado, Tiffany currently lives in Phoenix, AZ, by way of Chicago and Denver. She is happily married to a secret romantic who tolerates her crazy mutterings.

She writes about ass-kicking heroines and the strong heroes who love them. Her work includes the suspense-driven From the Files of the Otherworlder Enforcement Agency series which revolves around a group of paranormal cops solving crimes and finding love, and Don’t Bite the Bridesmaid, a lighthearted paranormal romance (Entangled Publishing).

Tiffany has an MBA in accounting and nearly a decade of experience in corporate finance. All super useful stuff for a writer who spends far too much time trying to figure out fun ways to keep her characters apart, and interesting ways to kill people (for her books—of course!).




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Elias and Merrin’s story continues in TWO, coming October, 2013… 


Elias and Merrin are on the run.
After escaping the Biotech Hub, they thought they could breathe easy, or at least a little easier. But when bombs slam into the Social Welfare Hub only hours after their arrival, it becomes clear there’s nowhere to hide – and no end to what Biotech will do to get them back.
Their last chance for safety and answers is the Clandestine Service Hub. CS has intel on the real, broader purpose behind Fisk’s experiments , and the newfound knowledge of the horrors hidden deep within Biotech’s walls sends Merrin back to recover a secret formula that could ruin the Supers’ world forever—and might just save the lives of the Biotech victims spiraling out of control.
Elias’ sisters are counted among the victims of Fisk’s experiments, and if Elias can’t find and help them, their powers will destroy them–sooner rather than later. Returning to the place it all began terrifies him, but with Fisk ready to make an example out of Merrin, and his sisters’ lives –and the lives of all Supers–hanging in the balance, he might not have a choice. If he can’t find the courage to face his worst fears, Elias might lose more than his newfound powers.
He might lose everyone he loves.
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Raised on comic books and classic novels, Leigh Ann developed an early love of science fiction and literature. As an adult, she rediscovered her love for not only reading, but also writing the types of fiction that enchanted her as a teen. Her debut novel, ONE, is about a girl with only half a superpower, the boy who makes her fly, and her struggle to make herself whole.
Leigh Ann, her husband, and four children live in Columbus, Ohio. When she’s not immersed in the world of fiction, you can find her obsessing over the latest superhero movie or using her kids as an excuse to go out for ice cream (again.)