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Ask An Author: Annie Emerson

Hey y’all! I’m so excited to start a new monthly segment on LLBB called Ask An Author! ⁣

Our first author is Annie Emerson (@emotionallyunhingedromantic on IG). This inaugural author is getting ready to drop her debut book, 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗧𝗼 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗻 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝟭𝟮𝘁𝗵. Let’s see what Annie is up to.

•.What music/songs would you include in the soundtrack to your life and why?

Black by Pearl Jam – I wanted to write just like Eddie Vedder. I was 15 and that song changed my life, so I mimicked his style until I found my own.

Literally too many to list (Bahaha!) Maybe change to ‘what song.’

•What five things would you find it hard to live without.

My puppies

Music

Pen and paper

My Laptap

Chocolate!

•What words of advice would you give to your younger self?

Every last thing that happens to you, good or bad, will lead you to a place you could never foresee but will place you right where you meant to be. Be patient, have faith!

•Tell us 5 things that most people don’t know about you.

I’ve had agoraphobia, PSTD, depression and anxiety for 27 years.

I’ve never been told I love you, outside of my family.

I have two doggies, sisters, their names are Tilly and Daisy.

I live in the middle of nowhere rural Australia, where the dust is red and the land is dry.

I’m a qualified band manager, make-up artist and personal carer. I used to work in a funeral home and it was the best job EVER!

•What are the first 5 things you’d have on your bucket list?

Fall in love.

Have a child.

Meet Eddie Vedder and write a song together.

Travel the world.

Write a book that people connect with and can’t live without.

•Quote you live by?

“It takes years and one minute past desperation…” – Stella, Drive – by Kate Stewart.

This means never giving up, you never know when things will change for the better. Just hold on…

•How do you deal with emotional impact of a book (on yourself) as you are writing the story?

I cry! I think having a good cry can really help. Feel your feelings, don’t deny them.

•What do you hope your readers take away from this book?

No matter what has happened to you, no matter how damaged or broken you feel you are, you’re NOT irredeemable. You’re worth the happy ending, so chase it, it’s yours!

•What is the significance of the title?

There was only thirteen hours between two people destined for one another. Just thirteen hours. It’s kind of amazing how much time and space can separate you from your destiny but will always bring you back to exactly where you belong, and who you belong with.

•Do you write listening to music? If so, what music inspired or accompanied this current book?

Music is what fuels me, inspires me. So yes, music is a huge inspiration, but there are times where I need complete silence. I have a playlist of songs that inspired the book!

•Can you give us a little description on your main characters?

Boo Radley Cooper: Radley has been through so much in her seventeen years. She’s suffered at the hands of many, and has never really known true friendship, a life with peace. She has faith, but she is still full of doubt. She is insecure, but she has courage. She’s the perfect contradiction who just wants to find her happy.

Meekai Lannister: Gorgeous, curious, gentle, patient. He has his own scars, his own cross to bear. He’s lost so much but has a never give up attitude. He’s funny, intense, and loves HARD! He fights, wouldn’t know how to do anything but fight for the ones he loves.

•If you could ask one successful author three questions about their writing, writing process, or books, what would they be?

I wouldn’t. I have in the past, and I never would again. We’re all so different in our thought processes and habits, that even though interesting to know how they themselves work, doesn’t mean that will work for us. You eventually fall into your own way, your own process over time. The more you write, the more you read, the better a writer you become. It takes time.

•First 10 songs that show up in your shuffle?

Lost – Dermot Kennedy

Hollow – Jome

Rome – Dermot Kennedy

My Thoughts On You – Band CAMINO

Before the Worst – The Script

Somebody to Die For – Hurts

Pieces – Red

What If – Safetysuit

For The First Time – The Script

Tribulation – Matt Maeson

•Your debut book is coming out soon. What little tidbit, additional little blurb can you share?

This book is based on fate. So, if you don’t like the unbelievable, you’ll find this a stretch. This book was written with the attention to heal our female lead. Fate keeps knocking on the door, showing her where she needs to be. It’s one situation after the other telling her to wake up, let go, fall… fall into him, I made him for you.

•What part of the book did you have the hardest time writing? What part of the book was the most fun to write?

The ending. Ending something so big feels like you’ll only do it a disservice if not done right. In the end I found the perfect ending, a satisfying ending. I hope others smile when they read that very last line, a lot of thought went into it.

•Your debut, Thirteen Hours to You is coming out April 12th. What part/section of the book are you most proud of?

Chapter 18. That satisfied me in so many ways, writing Meekai the way we see him in this chapter was everything this book absolutely needed. I can’t give it away, but it’s the one I’m most proud of.

BONUS QUESTION:

•Tell us a secret indulgence?

I love cake. Cake smeared in buttercream. I have eaten almost a whole cake before. I was sick as fuck and regretted it, yet I’d do it again… insert winky face!

Thank you Annie for your time! People, if you’re looking for a debut author to try out, give a

Annie’s new book, Thirteen Hours To You, a try.

~Sue

Cruel Crown by C. Lymari–Review

Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown- Henry IV, Part II.

Cruel Crown is the second book in the Sekten series by C Lymari and happens to pick up where Savage kingdom ended. I finished this book about a week ago and have had the hardest time writing a review. My thoughts and comments are all jumbled in my head. I also do not want to tell you the plotline of CC.

Cruel Crown was everything I expected it to be and more. As with Savage Kingdom, Cruel Crown, was full of multiple emotions. Such as haunting, stunning, heated, passionate, fiery, feisty, and of course, the incredible push and pull between Gideon and Daphne.

Gideon was put into a precarious situation, thanks to Daphne, and now is determined to exact his revenge. However, what happens when he catches up with his precious Petal? What happens when they realize, they’ve ‘caught feelings’?

Claudia has written another winner with Cruel Crown. The plot line, story line, and flow were melded so well, they just wrapped you up in all three in sheer perfection. The emotions are all forthright with an undercurrent of “the only one to truly have my back is me”, but, Gideon and Daphne are beginning to realize that they don’t need to be alone and may be able to count on each other.

There is an organization that does not have their back and if you think they do, then be prepared for a whole host of issues, such as a knife in the back, kidnapped and beaten. The organization is the Sekt. They are still greedy and mysterious and very singular. They are all about making the Sekt/higher up members more powerful.

Claudia Lymari certainly knows how to write a fabulous, incredible, dark, and twisted book/series. I love all her books, but I truly feel she has found her niche in writing in the dark romance, taboo setting!!

Pawn by T.M. Frazier–New Release, Blog Tour

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Born into hell. Baptism by betrayal. 


His life revolves around violence.

Pawn, the highly-anticipated conclusion to The Pawn Duet from USA Today bestselling author T.M. Frazier, is available now!

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My life is on the line.

I’m trapped both physically and emotionally. A pawn in a game I didn’t know I was playing.

Until I met him.

Pike acts without emotion, but I know he feels something for me.

I see it in his eyes when he looks at me. I feel it when he’s close.

I know it’s real because I feel it too.

Lust. Desire.

It complicates everything.

I know that I’m part of Pike’s plan for revenge.

He doesn’t know he’s part of mine.

Pawn is book two of The Pawn Duet. Pike is book one.

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Excerpt

Pike bends me over the sink. I grip the edge to prevent falling face-first against the porcelain. I glance up at him through the mirror to where he’s standing behind me, appraising my body with fierce heat in his fiery eyes. He molds his body against mine. I close my eyes at the sensation I’ve been dreaming about feeling since the last time I saw him. I relish in his scent, his heat.

“Open your eyes, Mic,” he orders. “I want you to see this. To see us.”

My only response is a whimper. I have no words.

Only need.

As ordered, I open my eyes.

Pike grazes the back of my neck with his lips. “I want to see your reaction in the mirror as you take my cock. I want you to see mine as I give it to you. I’m not just going to fuck you. This is a message. One I want you to hear loud and fucking clear so that there will be no more misunderstandings between us.” He reaches between my legs under my skirt, cupping my pussy over my damp panties.

I push back against him with a loud groan. Pike holds me in place, pushing my panties down my legs before resuming his touch, this time against bare and soaking wet flesh.

He groans when he feels what’s waiting for him. “This belongs to me.” He wraps an arm around my shoulder, closing a hand over my throat, biting at my earlobe. His next words are both a statement and a warning, delivered while the shaft of his thick cock presses against the cleft of my ass.

“You. Belong. To. Me.”

TmFrazierAbout T.M. Frazier

T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier never dreamed that a single person would ever read a word she wrote when she published her first book. Now, she is a five-time USA Today bestselling author and her books have been translated into numerous languages and published all around the world.

T.M. enjoys writing what she calls ‘sexy wrong side of the tracks romance’ with morally corrupt anti-heroes and ballsy heroines.

Her books have been described as raw, dark and gritty. Basically, what that means, is while some authors are great at describing a flower as it blooms, T.M. is better at describing it in the final stages of decay.

She loves meeting her readers, but if you see her at an event please don’t pinch her because she’s not ready to wake up from this amazing dream.

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Bury Me With Lies by S.M. Soto–Blog tour

Bury Me With Lies (Twin Lies Duet #2) by S.M. Soto
Release Date: April 6th

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Blurb:
Some secrets are better left buried…

Stuck between life and death, Mackenzie is hell-bent on proving her innocence, and getting revenge on the men who murdered her sister. With one series of unfortunate events after another, Mackenzie must outrun her own fate—death.

When secrets unravel and lies become twisted betrayals, Mackenzie finds herself in more danger than she could’ve realized. Her only saving grace is Baz, the elusive playboy she’s given her heart to. But will placing her trust in a man like Baz be her downfall?

 

About the Author:
S.M. Soto was born and raised in Northern, California where she currently resides with her son. Her love for reading began when she was a young girl and has only continued to grow into adulthood. S.M. lives for reading books in the romance genre and writing novels with relatable characters. She refers to herself as a bit of a romance junkie. S.M. loves to connect with readers and eat copious of donuts that will surely lead to her demise.

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Pike by T.M. Frazier–Blog Tour

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“T.M. Frazier sucks me in every time with her incredible storytelling.”- Meghan March, New York Times bestselling author

Pike, the first dark and fast-paced story in The Pawn Duet from USA Today bestselling author T.M. Frazier, is available now!

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I was raised by the violent laws of the streets, spilling blood without the hindrance of useless emotions or connections.


Unfeeling. Unloved. Alone.

My life was perfect.

Until her.

While on a manhunt for a mysterious enemy, one hellbent on taking both my business and my life, I find Mickey. She’s covered in mud, rambling nonsense, and clearly out of her mind.

She’s also a distraction I don’t need.

That is until I discover a connection between the girl and my enemy.


Mickey isn’t a distraction anymore.

She’s the perfect weapon.

One I’ll use to exact my revenge.


The plan is an easy one, but there’s something about Mickey that’s making it more and more difficult. 


A familiarity I can’t place. A need I can’t explain.


A want I have to deny.


After all, she’s not mine to keep. She’s a tool. My pawn.

My sacrifice.

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Excerpt

I raise the gun in both hands, aiming it at his chest. “I have to go. You can’t stop me,” I say, with all the resolve I have left. “You’re going to trade me and ambush them, but don’t you think they have the same plans for you? I have to go, and that way, fewer people will die. YOU won’t die. So, just let me leave. I have a plan. It will work. I’ll take them down for both of us.”

“No.” Pike looks from me to the gun. “And as I’ve told you before, you’re not going anywhere.” His words are dark and menacing. An amused smile turns up the corners of his lips.

It’s infuriating. He’s infuriating.

I straighten my shoulders. “What’s so funny?” I ask, swallowing down the rising fear in my throat. I remind myself of one important fact to keep from choking on that fear.

I’m the one holding the gun.

Instead of freezing or retreating as one would do in this situation, Pike takes a bold step forward, catching me off guard. I stagger backward, but I’m not fast enough. He reaches out, and at first, I think he’s going for the weapon, but he doesn’t. He confuses me as he wraps his hands around mine, tightening my grip around the gun. He lifts my hands and bends slightly at the waist, forcefully pressing the barrel against his forehead. “You wanna shoot me, Mic? Then, fucking shoot me,” he dares, with wild blood shoot eyes.

My mouth drops open, but words don’t come out. I expected Pike to defend himself. To come at me. To step aside and let me leave, even though it was the least possible of all the outcomes. I didn’t plan for this.

I can do this. I have to do this.

“Not what you were expecting?” His tone is both mocking and rage-filled. “I know what that pretty brain of yours is thinking. You want me to attack you and make pulling the trigger easier on that conscious of yours.” He bites out a laugh. “Not gonna happen. If you want to do this, I’m not going to stand in your way, but you’re not fucking leaving either. So, come on. Shoot me. Go ahead. Do what you planned to do.” His eyes narrow with determination. My hands shake in his. “Pull the fucking trigger!”

The air around us is thick and charged. My skin breaks out in a sheen of sweat. My adrenaline spikes and I feel all too alert. Too aware of what’s taking place between us.

I grip the gun tighter and gaze into his dark eyes, his pupils are large and covering every hint of color within them. Behind the anger and determination, there’s something else that I didn’t expect. Something that I’m all too familiar with. Hurt. Pain that mirrors my own. Desperation that calls out to me like a piece of my soul trapped within Pike.

“Shoot me!” he cries, his face red with anger, teeth bared like a wild animal. “Fucking shoot me!”

With those words, my fiery resolve dissolves into ash.

I step back, needing to put some distance between us, but Pike doesn’t have the same thought. He follows me backward, keeping his grip tight on my hands and the gun between them.

“I…I can’t do this,” I whisper, releasing my grip on the gun.

Pike releases his hold on me, catching the gun before it can fall to the floor.

Shit.

I look to the window, but it’s too high, and Pike is directly in front of the only door. There’s no escape. So much for being brave. Instead, I’ve signed my own death warrant. My heart races erratically with the realization that this is it. It’s over.

I’m over.

“This was a really stupid fucking move for someone who claims to be so smart, ” Pike sneers. He raises the gun.

I pinch my eyes shut, waiting for the feel the bullet of his wrath to pierce my skin. I hear a thud, and my eyes fly open and land on the carpet where Pike’s tossed the gun to the floor.

My eyes meet his in silent question. Why?

He answers by charging, a one-man stampede I can’t avoid as he barrels toward me. His chest crashes against mine, and my head connects with the wall with a thud that rattles my bones. I’m dizzy as fear lands in my gut like a ball of fire. My pulse races as his closeness consumes me. The smell of cologne and cigarettes lingers between us—a trace of whiskey on his breath.

“You’re going to regret not pulling that trigger,” he sneers. The darkness in Pike’s eyes tells me that, gun or no gun, I’m not getting out of this unpunished.

Or possibly even alive.

I swallow hard.

He cages me in with his hands against the wall beside me, engulfing me in the heat and rage radiating from his hard body. I feel his heart beating fast beneath his chest now pressed against mine. “What to do with you now?” Pike muses, his breath ragged. His voice full of promise and warning. He brushes his lips over my temple. I tremble at the contact. “You’re going to pay for that little stunt, Mic.”

He’s close. Too close. I’m entirely rigid, frozen in place. This wasn’t supposed to happen. How did I let this happen? I’m the most terrified I’ve ever been, and yet there’s something else I can’t understand. Something else between us that’s charging the air, causing me to shake, and it’s not just from fear. Hatred mixed with need. The yearning I’ve denied for him is no longer lying dormant. It’s as real as the ache growing in my stomach, the wetness between my thighs. If I thought the room felt charged before, it’s damn near on fire now. The flames of desire and hate lick at the walls around us, setting everything ablaze, making the small room feel smaller, closing in around us.

My nipples harden as they brush against his chest. I suck in a gasp.

He doesn’t miss my reaction. He looks to where my nipples are straining against my shirt with heated eyes.

The only sound in the room is our mutual heavy breathing as he slowly pulls his gaze from my chest. His eyes lock on mine. For a few seconds, we just stare at each other—foreheads lined with confusion and anger.

A silent dare.

My mind, on the other hand, is anything but silent.

“Should I kill you or fuck you?” he muses. And I’m honestly not sure what scares me more. His anger or his desire. He brushes the backs of his knuckles against my jaw. “Maybe, both.”

“What do you—” I don’t have time to finish my question because his lips are on mine. He hoists me in the air, and my legs wrap around his waist on instinct.

It’s an angry joining of clacking teeth and biting lips. A war we are still fighting both with each other and ourselves. He growls at me when I pierce his lip, drawing blood. He licks the blood with his tongue then kisses me again, this time harder. A punishing kiss that has me growling at him in return. His coppery blood on my tongue tastes like victory. He licks his way between my lips, pushing his tongue into my mouth, licking and devouring with rough determined strokes. With a jerk of his hips, he presses the massive erection beneath his jeans between my legs, the pleasure that courses through me has me momentary seeing stars. I grind down on him in return.

He hisses in response, baring his teeth against my lips. “You’re going to pay for that, Mic,” he warns, taking my mouth in another kiss that has us grunting and growling at one another like starved animals fighting over the last scrap of food. But neither of us is about to give up. He pushes me back onto the bed, falling with me over my body, my legs splayed on both sides of his hips as he presses his cock again between my legs. I arch my back, needing to feel more. Needing for there to be nothing between us but desire. For each other, and to win. But, this is no longer a game we’re playing. It’s a battle. A war neither of us can win.

But, one in which we will both go down fighting.

T.M.Frazier

About T.M. Frazier

T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier never dreamed that a single person would ever read a word she wrote when she published her first book. Now, she is a five-time USA Today bestselling author and her books have been translated into numerous languages and published all around the world.

T.M. enjoys writing what she calls ‘sexy wrong side of the tracks romance’ with morally corrupt anti-heroes and ballsy heroines.

Her books have been described as raw, dark and gritty. Basically, what that means, is while some authors are great at describing a flower as it blooms, T.M. is better at describing it in the final stages of decay.

She loves meeting her readers, but if you see her at an event please don’t pinch her because she’s not ready to wake up from this amazing dream.

Connect with T.M. Frazier

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