Abbi Glines's Blog, page 41

Who's Dank?

Alright so most of you didn't like my Jared Leto choice as Dank in my Dream Cast. 


                      Here are the guys you said you'd choose instead:
                        


                      NOW…. the question is, which one wins? 
FYI: Blogger isn't letting me reply to post. I've got no idea why but please talk among yourselves. I am reading what you say =) 

The Sea Breeze Series

Breathe - Jax Stone and Sadie White
Because of Low - Marcus Hardy and Willow Foster
While it Lasts - Cage York and ? (I'm not telling yet) 
and several other books set in Sea Breeze, Alabama will all be placed under the umbrella of the "Sea Breeze Series".  Since, there are so many loved characters in these books that readers want more of I will be giving several of them their own story. As of right now, I only have Cage York's story "While It Lasts" in the works. I intend to release a few others including Preston's story over time. 
And all you Cage fans, I will be releasing the summary and cover for "While It Lasts" sometime late Spring.

Predestined quote and dream cast

This is my dream cast for Existence. 
Mila Kunis as Pagan Moore
Jared Leto as Dank Walker
Matt Lanter as Leif Montgomery


Do you agree? Who would you change?

NOW for an exclusive hot off the press "quote" from Predestined:

"I'll have this handled immediately. I didn't see anything but I felt it. The moment you froze, I felt it. It isn't a soul. It isn't a deity. That leaves only a few things it can be. And I promise you Pagan that not one of those things is a match for me. Stop worrying. I'm Death, baby. Remember that."

Because of Low is coming to paperback

Isn't it pretty?! You will be able to buy it online at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and other online retailers in about two weeks. 

The Vincent Boys is available in print

It isn't at Amazon yet or in stores just yet either BUT you can buy your copy early and get it NOW from
https://www.createspace.com/3730438

The first chapter of my newest release "Because of Low" is also included in the back of the book.

My Character's First Kisses

       In celebration of Valentine's Day,  I decided to do a post of all my character's first kisses. I didn't have time to write anything new to post, since I'm working hard on Predestined right now but I thought this would be a fun alternative. Jax Stone and Sadie White from Breathe Jax's hand slipped out of mine, slid behind my neck, and he leaned in. The lips of the only boy I would ever love touched mine, and I forgot where we were and everything else around us. His other hand slipped behind my head, and he cradled it as he softly kissed me. His tongue touched my bottom lip, and I opened cautiously, knowing it was what he wanted. The moment his tongue entered my mouth, a low moan escape my throat, and his hands pulled my head closer. Soon, my hands wound their way behind his neck and tangled in his hair. It seemed like I was falling, but I didn't care. I held onto him and let my tongue explore. The moment my tongue touched his, he groaned, released me, and sat back, putting distance between us. I worried I had done something wrong, and I froze, watching him, not sure what to say.         He rubbed his face with a hand and gave me with the crooked grin I loved. "I'm sorry, but, wow, I, uh, wasn't...I mean I knew it would be good, but, wow, Sadie, you taste amazing."Beau Vincent and Ashton Gray from The Vincent Boys      "Touch me," she whispered. The fact she was Sawyer's girl no longer seemed to matter. I couldn't tell her no. Hell, I couldn't tell myself no.      I traced a line from her collar bone to the top of her cleavage. She gasped loudly and sank down in my lap applying pressure to my cock. She was going to send me into a crazed frenzy if she kept it up. As if she could read my thoughts and she wanted to test me she wiggled her ass in my lap.     "Ah damn," I moaned before grabbing her face and pulling her mouth to mine.      The moment my mouth touched hers my world started spinning beneath me. I couldn't get enough. I had her bra off and my hands full within minutes. The loud moan of pleasure that escaped from her mouth almost sent me over the edge.      I'd lost my virginity at the age of thirteen and there had been many girls since then but nothing had prepared me for this feeling. Ashton wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her bare chest up against mine causing me to shudder for the first time in my life. I kissed a trail from her mouth to her ear then down her neck. I'd crossed the line kissing her and touching her. I needed to stop this.      "Please Beau," she pleaded and sat up on her knees presenting her tight pink nipples to my incredibly eager mouth.       I was weak and more turned on than I'd been in my entire life.Dank Walker (AKA Death) and Pagan Moore from Existence      I took another step toward him. A low growl erupted from his chest and he seized me in one swift movement. His mouth found mine instantly. His teeth nipped my bottom lip and then he gently swiped his tongue over the bite. My first taste of him completely changed my world. Somehow I'd known it would be like this. I grabbed handfuls of Dank's shirt. I needed to keep him here against me, finally allowing me to have what I'd been craving. His arms tightened around me and I heard a moan in the darkness but I wasn't sure if it was his or mine. My purpose in life was complete. There was nothing else I wanted or desired more than this. There was a darkness pulling at us, I couldn't grasp what it was exactly but even through the haze of pleasure I knew it was there. Dank trailed kisses down my neck and murmured words I didn't understand.         I released his shirt to grab his face, hungrily bringing his mouth back to mine. His hands slowly ran up my back and slipped over my ribs. My breath hitched as his thumbs grazed the bottom of my bra. Dank tore his mouth from mine, panting loudly. Marcus Hardy and Willow Foster from Because of Low "Come here Low," he whispered reaching out and taking my hand and pulling me to him until my body was pressed up against his. He draped my hand over his shoulder before releasing it to grip my waist. Marcus Hardy's mouth was on mine before I could take in the fact I was touching him.His lips were warm and soft as they played gently against mine. He nibbled my bottom lip and I gasped, opening my mouth just enough for him to slide his tongue inside and begin to leisurely stroke mine. The moan that escaped me was followed by me clinging to him. Both his hands left my waist so they could cup my face while he tilted my mouth and explored it more thoroughly. No one had ever kissed me like this. The minty taste of his toothpaste was the most delicious thing to ever touch my tongue, I swear. His right hand slid down my arm and around my bare back pulling me up even tighter against him as he continued to nibble and lick every inch of my mouth. His left hand slowly slid down my neck in a gentle caress and stopped right below my collar bone. I whimpered. Happy Valentine's Day Y'all!

The Vincent Boys paperback front and back cover

Available soon at Amazon.comYou can enter to win a signed copy before it's official releaseby copying and pasting this:Get some Beau Vincent for Valentine's Day http://www.amazon.com/The-Vincent-Boy... #TVBinto your Twitter or Facebook status. 
And this JUNE….
The Vincent Brothers (The Vincent Boys #2)
look for more information coming soon. 
* If you are a blogger and would like to participate in the cover and blurb reveal for The Vincent Brothers email me at abbiglines@yahoo.com


ALSO DAY 2 of the Because of Low Blog Tour and there are 2 stops! 
Listen to Marcus Hardy's playlist at Surrounded by Words 
Read a review at Book Briefs
Giveaways at each stop =D

Because of Low Blog Tour Starts TODAY!

And to kick it off you can read an exclusive excerpt in Marcus (from Breathe) point of view. 
Check it out HERE
Be sure to follow the rest of the blog tour by clicking the button below. Each blog will be giving away an ebook copy and a signed book mark of Because of Low. Then the Grand Prize winner will receive signed paperback copies of: Breathe, The Vincent Boys, Existence, and Because of Low .  

"The Vincent Boys is coming to paperback" GIVEAWAY!

The Vincent Boys will release in paperback this month.
In honor of this event I am going to host a few giveaways along the way.

Starting today, those of you who copy and tweet the following:
Get some Beau Vincent for Valentine's Day http://www.amazon.com/The-Vincent-Boy... #TVB


Will be entered to win one of six signed paperback copies of Breathe . I will giveaway a signed copy every two days for the next twelve days. Then on the day of The Vincent Boys paperback release I will draw two names from all those who entered over the past ten days and they will both win a signed paperback copy of The Vincent Boys. 


For extra entries you can also tweet the following: 
Because of Low- it all comes down to one impossible choice http://www.abbiglines.com/p/because-o... #Low 

"The Kiss" retold in Death's POV

She was defending me. Intelligent, honest, talented, and compassionate. No one had ever defended me. The silly blond in my arms let out a trill of giggles unappealingly similar to the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard. This isn't where I wanted to be. I'd stayed because of Pagan. Being near her, watching her, touching her, those were all the reasons I'd made this choice. Yet, here I stood forcing myself to tolerate the annoying girl draping her body against mine.  The door to the gym opened as Pagan shot one last look my way then disappeared outside. What was she thinking? She didn't need to be alone. She knew this. Glaring angrily toward the boy she'd left behind, I almost felt sympathy toward him. He hadn't meant to upset her. But the simple fact their fight was over me gave me some ridiculous amount of joy.           "Go play with your friends for awhile Kendra," I ordered before detaching myself from her claws. I needed to guard Pagan.  If I didn't know better I'd swear she wasn't real. The gulf breeze caused her hair to gently dance around her shoulders giving her an ethereal appearance. The confusion, sadness, anger were all rolling off her in waves. Knowing I had something to do with those emotions pained me.  "Why aren't you inside dancing with your date?" I asked. Her head snapped up and relief flickered in her eyes before she shrugged and turned her gaze from mine so she could stare at her feet.          "He's looking rather forlorn sitting at a table all alone," I said softly hoping to defuse the real reason I was here. She did't need to know how desperately I needed to be near her. She shrugged again and continued to study her feet. I couldn't keep from letting the amused laughter escape me. Her attempt at acting as if she wasn't just as happy to have me alone as I was to have her all to myself was cute. "So, have you decided to try the ignoring me thing again, to see if I go away?"  Biting her bottom lip, she shook her head no. "I know that doesn't work with you." "Why are you out here, Pagan? What's wrong?" I wanted to hear her say it. Why? I wasn't sure. It would only torture me further. But I needed to know she desired me too. "Nothing that concerns you," she tartly replied.  Grinning at her attempt to act indifferent when I could hear her heart racing in her chest, I  managed to keep from out right laughing.  "Really?" I asked "Really."  I closed the distance between us, "Seeing me dance with Kendra doesn't bother you?"  She shook her head and her chest began rising and falling erratically with each quick breath. I let my eyes travel down her dress and enjoyed the simple fact she'd bought it for me. I'd suggested this color. This dress hadn't been bought for the quarterback. The need to growl my approval was overwhelming.  "I knew pale pink would suit you. Most girls can't pull it off but on you it's perfect." Her pale throat constricted as she swallowed hard. I affected her. I reveled in that knowledge.  "You think I don't want to touch you the way I touch Kendra. You're right."  Pagan stepped back away from me. The pain in her eyes almost brought me to my knees. I hadn't meant to hurt her. Immediately, I reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled her against me. This was what I'd tried so hard to keep from happening. The more we touched the stronger my need to possess her became. But right now, I needed to erase the look in her eyes. Nothing else mattered.  "When I touch Kendra I mentally cringe at having to continue to pull off the farce of being interested in her. When I can't control my need for you and allow myself to touch you it ignites a monster inside of me that I'm afraid I'll lose control over. You make me feel things I've never felt before. Something happens," I paused and let my gaze drop to her full pink lips, "when I'm near you like this." I couldn't stop myself. I needed more. Gently I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. The silky texture caused a sharp hot painful need to grip me. I closed my eyes from the intoxicating sight of her mouth and tried hard to fight for control.  "And when you react the way you do, I feel the clawing inside me to take what I want." The soft warm breaths against my thumb might as well have been iron bars wrapping around me pulling me toward her. Making me hers. Opening my eyes, I stared directly into hers. I needed her to understand. To let me go.   "You're the one thing I want the most in the world yet the one thing I cannot have. Because to have you completely would be impossible. You can't go where I walk." Unable to step away, I cradled her face in my hands.  "The purpose of my existence is not to have a mate. It is lonely and cold. Until now it has been all I've known. Then you became the appointed and everything changed."  Something irreparable was happening. I couldn't harm her. I wasn't meant for her. Terrified I'd gone too far, risked her life with my obsessive need, I quickly stepped away from her. Desperate to save her from myself.          "Go, Pagan. Run, please, run. I am not what you think I am. I am not 'intelligent, honest, talented, and compassionate' although hearing you say those words in my defense felt like warm liquid pouring through my cold veins. You want to know what I am and I can't tell you. If you knew, I wouldn't have to beg you to run." I needed to leave now. This was a mistake. As I began walking off, I heard her running after me. Didn't she hear me? I'd told her so much more than she was supposed to know. Stopping, I slowly turned back around and glared at her. Maybe fear was the only solution. But the instant I saw it flicker across her face, I recoiled. I couldn't scare her. Souls feared me. But not her. Never her. That wasn't what I wanted.  "I don't care what you are," she stated loudly taking a step toward me,  "You can't scare me off and I'm not running away. What is it the song you sing to me says? 'Yet you stay. Holding on to me, yet you stay, reaching out a hand that I push away. The cold is not meant for you yet you stay, you stay, you stay. When I know it's not right for you'."               She'd memorized my words to her. My chest felt as if someone had ripped it in two.           "Go, Pagan. Now. I can't control myself much longer," I managed to  whisper through my pain. Instead, she took another cautious step toward me. The pleading look in her eyes was my undoing. How could I stay away? A growl erupted from my chest and I seized her in one swift movement. My mouth was on hers instantly. I needed to know her flavor. To experience it. This was the only chance I'd have to taste her and I wanted it all. I nipped her bottom lip then gently soothed the bite with my tongue. She was delicious. She was exotic. I needed more. Her small hands grabbed handfuls of my shirt and I wanted to roar in triumph. I was no longer in control of my choices. Pagan was. I'd do anything to keep her. The sweet taste that I could give no label because it was uniquely hers consumed me.  Somewhere in the haze of the ecstasy I sensed danger. But Pagan controlled me now. Her soul owned me. I began tasting the soft skin along her neck as words Death should never promise anyone spilled from my lips. The touch of her hands sent a tremble through me as she grabbed my face and claimed my mouth.  More. I needed more. Mine. She was mine. Then I recognized the danger. Her soul was releasing from her body. With each hungry touch from Death she relinquished herself to me. Terror washed over me as I jerked out of her embrace and stepped back.          "I can't, Pagan. I want this so damn bad. But I can't."Before she could stop me, I fled.