Title: White
Raven (The White Raven, #1)
Author: J.L. Weil
Release date: 2015
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BLURB:
DREADFUL LIES.
UNEXPECTED LOVE.
IMPOSSIBLE TRUTH.
It
only took one heartbeat to change my life—one chilling phone call in the middle
of the night.
And
then, as if my life didn’t already suck, my dad sends my brother and me to some
idyllic island for the summer to live with a grandma we never met. WTH.
Naturally, I rebel. In the end, I find myself shipped off to Raven Hallow…and
bored to tears.
Until
I get an eyeful of the mind-bendingly gorgeous Zane Hunter. The dark-hair cutie
makes my pulse go bonkers, and I think, maybe this might not be so bad after
all. Six feet of swoon inducing looks, with a hint of Celtic charm in his
voice, he was the type of guy that left a string of broken hearts in his wake.
And I had all the heartbreak I could handle.
Yet,
there is something uncanny, almost supernatural about Zane, and it’s not just
his devastating smirk. No matter how much distance I put between us, Raven
Hallow isn’t big enough, and the sparking tension between is undeniable. Of
course, the one person I want to avoid becomes my salvation.
My
past comes back to terrorize me. Someone wants me dead, and the closer I get to
the truth, the more I realize my whole life is a lie. I am no longer sure what
is more frightening—the attempts on my life or the guy whose heart and soul are
synchronized with mine.
Check out the exclusive excerpt below! For an extended look, the
first three chapters are available for free on my wattpad. (Link to add: http://www.wattpad.com/story/29583588-white-raven-raven-series-1)
Excerpt
from White
Raven:
TJ and Rose kept the conversation rolling as I gave the
appropriate one-word responses or a head nod. I didn’t have much of an
appetite, mostly picking at my chicken Caesar salad and gazing out at the
ocean, until…
His hair was black as a wintry night, eyes icy blue as a
gypsy’s heart. He had a lazy saunter about him and a glint of humor twinkling
in those heart-melting eyes. There was nothing loose about his body, muscles
bunching as he tethered a boat to the dock. I twiddled the straw, staring
brazenly.
Good God. I wanted to have his babies. Not now, but most
definitely someday.
And just like that, my summer got a billion times hotter…and
interesting—way more interesting. I bit my lip, mulling over how I was going to
accidently fall into his pants. Um—I mean path or even his lap would do,
anything to get that one’s attention.
Drool hit the table in a mad case of fangirl, and I didn’t
even know his name.
As if he sensed he was being slobbered over, his eyes
scraped over me, and I held my breath. Holy hot tamales. An electric bolt
of…lust maybe, I really didn’t know what it was, but it coiled through my body,
making me shudder. A flicker of an unidentified emotion crossed his face, right
before a secret smile appeared on his lips. Oh man, don’t get me started on his
lips.
Elbows propped on the table, I rested my head on the edge of
my palms, continually gazing and getting lost in the depths of his eyes. He
hypnotized me. I followed his movements, my eyes glued to him. Then one of my
elbows slipped off the table in classic Piper form, and down I went. I caught
myself just before my chin whacked a corner of the patio table.
Only me.
Mortified, I closed my eyes.
TJ laughed. “Smooth, Pipe. I think you made a lasting
impression.”
About the Author:
Most of her books are for ages 16+. They usually have what she considers the good stuff - sexual content (oh yeah) and swearing. You have been warned ;)
An admitted addict to Love Pink clothes, raspberry mochas from Starbucks, (yum!) and Jensen Ackles (double yum!). She loves gushing about books and Supernatural with her readers.
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100 Things I Love:
Being in love. My boys. Raspberry Mochas. Twilight. Love Pink. The smell of the Ocean. Dark Chocolate. Books. Being married. Harry Potter. Bad Boys. Candles. The Green Bay Packers. Jensen Ackles (duh!). NKOTB. Punky Brewster. Libraries. The Walking Dead. American Eagle jeggings. Owls. Bonfires. Dancing. Libraries with a Starbucks inside. My cat, Kiki. Romance. Vampire Diaries. Ireland. Christmas. Country music. Movies. Motherhood. The sound of water. Sunsets. Sleep. Going out to dinner. Laughing. Shopping. Moonlight. Sex. Amaretto stone sour. My family. Musicals. My macbook. The stars. Reading. Freebies. Back rubs. Fireplaces. Eyes. Daydreaming. Video games. Singing. Twitter. Decorating. Grill outs. The beach. Swearing. Coco-cola. Writing. Madden shoes. Body piercings. Sightseeing. Pretty Little Liars. Purses. Vacations. Sleeping. Staying up late. Lazy afternoons. A clean house. Bubble baths. Home cooked meals. Trends. Cliches. Nora Roberts. Tattoos. Pink hair. Makeup. Magic & Witches. Sparkly things. Hugs. Walt Disney World. My hubby's steak (it was the first meal he ever made me). Kissing and stuff. My little sis. Brantley Gilbert. Wishes. My birthday. Surprises. Blogging. Anything Celtic. Snapping gum. Thunderstorms. Iced coffee. Donuts. Freckles. Perfume. Organization. Butterflies. Summertime. Sips & Sjin.
Great cover. Thanks for the chance. This looks interesting
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