Ashley Suzanne's Blog, page 5
April 5, 2015
REKINDLE BLOG TOUR KICKS OFF!!!
REKINDLE BY ASHLEY SUZANNE
BLOG TOUR APRIL 6-10
BLURBSince Christina Mitchell was a young girl, her calling’s been clear: to become a paramedic. Determined to be the best in her field—compete in a boy’s club—she sacrificed everything in order to prove her worth. Before she realized it, Christina was falling in love with a firefighter, Nicholas Conrad. Christina knew the stakes and what it could do to her career, and his, but also recognized her soul mate in the charismatic hero.In their cocoon, everything she’s dreamed becomes reality until tragedy strikes destroying a part of Nick with it. The happily ever after they’d been living fell apart, leaving her with no choice but to walk away. There was no amount of hope left to cover the pain that twisted in her gut when Nick stepped aside and allowed her to go.Now, picking up the pieces, she has budget cuts to blame when the pair is forced to work together once again. Determined to remain professional, their past a secret from the rest of the house, they’re both aware it’s only a matter of time before the truth is revealed.With tensions rising every time they’re together, Christina has only two roads to follow: forget the past and risk her heart or disappear forever.
Will Nick and Tina be able to rekindle their love? Or will everything they’ve worked so hard for go up in smoke?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ashley Suzanne has been writing as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the writer she is today.Ashley is a bestselling author and spends equal amounts of time writing and reading. Being the true book whore she is, Ashley would rather dive into a good book before going out of her house. Giving up her career in Real Estate, Ashley has officially moved to hermit status.When Ashley isn't coming up with her next story, you'll most likely find her on the couch with a kindle in her hand (probably watching some crappy reality show while , annoying her husband by telling him all about her new book boyfriend or spending quality time with her two gremlins ... Sorry, I mean adorable children.
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EXCERPTPROLOGUE
TINAIt’s been almost a year—a few weeks shy—and nothing’s changed. He’s not changing. Rolling over, I place my hand on his back, rubbing gently.“Nick. Wake up, baby. You’re on shift soon.” Grunting, shrugging me off him, he maneuvers to face me, his eyes expressing nothing. Not hurt. Not pain. Not even love. Just…nothing.“Thanks,” he mutters. Rubbing his eyes, he sits up quickly and walks into the bathroom. I hear the faint sound of the shower starting, and trying to be the good wife I am, I drag myself from the blankets and make my way downstairs toward the kitchen tugging on my robe as I pass it. Covering my bare body, longing for Nick’s touch, I numbly start the coffee. My thoughts drift to a different time as I go through the motion. Not even Hemingway, our beloved pooch can stirred me from my morning funk. I open the back door, and let him escape my mood and take care of his business while I wait for Nick.When I can no longer hear the whining of the old pipes, I pour him a mug. Setting it at his place at the table, I take my own across from him, purposefully letting my robe ride high to expose my thigh. Nick strides down the stairs a few minutes later wearing his uniform pants and DFD blue tee shirt slung over his shoulder.Wordlessly, he sits in his chair and with the mug to his lips, stares past me. This is the rut we’ve fallen into, barely speaking and when we do, it’s short and clipped, no matter how hard I try to pull something more out of him.“I bet the chief would take you back at 75 if you talked to him. Things are better now,” I offer. At least when we were at the same house, before Nick was transferred to 22, he was forced to interact with me. It was strictly professional, but it was something.He doesn’t verbally respond, instead gives me a raised eyebrow and a frown to match. Then without a peep he goes back to his coffee. I casually bounce my foot, inching my chair closer, attempting to draw his attention to my needy, bare leg but as usual lately, it’s in vain. He’s not here with me, but barricaded behind the walls in his own world.He’s been in that damn world for longer than I can handle.“I gotta go. I’ll see you Wednesday.” Rising from his chair, he pulls the shirt over his head, stops at the couch to shove his feet into his work boots.Tending to a whining Hemingway, I open the door and the playful pup bounds inside, nearly colliding with the refrigerator as he overcorrects his turn to the living room. Following in his direction, I pause at the entryway to watch Hemingway try, much like I’ve been doing, to get some affection from his owner, but he’s brushed away. Only, Hemingway’s more brave than I am when he goes in again, not caring for the reciprocation, instead leaping up and licking the entire side of Nick’s face. A part of me is happy I’m not the only one Nick’s withdrawn from, a small smile daring my lips, but then the dreadful thought enters my mind that I can’t shake: Is this how I look? While I’m standing here, exposing myself, begging for affection and attention, and going completely unnoticed?
When his boots are laced, Nick grabs his jacket from the arm of the sofa and without a kiss or even goodbye, he’s out the door. Hot tears break free, falling down my cheeks when his truck fires to life and the power steering pump groans as he pulls out of the driveway. And there it is, another morning, always the same, ever since Yaris died. It’s like Nick forgot he’s not in this alone. He has a support system, and a damn good one. He has a wife. He has people who love him.It’s got to be hard for him to see that when he’s trapped inside his own head. And no matter how hard I try for him—for us—it’s never enough.And I can’t take it anymore.Walking to the bedroom, I slip into a pair of yoga pants, pull on a sports bra and a fitted tee follows. The tears never cease despite my unwavering resolve. Grabbing a sweatshirt from the back of the door, I take my suitcase from the closet and start piling in the rest of my clothes. I’ll never stop loving him, but until he loves himself again, he can’t love me or give me what I need. What I deserve. And until the Nick I married returns, I can’t keep fighting alone. Sniffling as I walk down the hallway, past the pictures of our life together, I debate taking them with me. We haven’t been together for a long time, but looking at an image captured of us exchanging our vows, it seems like a lifetime ago. Stopping in front of the last frame, a simple picture of us holding Hemingway as a puppy, I decide against taking them. I don’t have room in my arms and I’ll be able to keep the memories in my heart forever. Maybe leaving them for him to see the images of our happiness will bring him back. Maybe it won’t, but it’s worth a shot.Snatching my phone off the counter, I call my best friend.“Lacy,” I sob, a hiccup in my voice.“What’s wrong?” she asks, already on the defense. She knows what I’m going through, more than anyone else.“I’m done. I can’t anymore. Can you come get me? And let me sleep on your couch? Please,” I beg.“Give me fifteen. My home’s your home. You know that. No need to ask.”Stifling my urge lay down and cry, I hang up, shove the phone in my purse and step into a pair of ballet flats. Walking out the front door, knowing Nick needs him, I give Hemingway a kiss on his snout, my hand scratching the place behind his ears he loves so much, and whisper, “Take care of him. He needs you.” The only reply I’m granted is a wet swipe of his head against my cheek as he nuzzles close causing my heart to break further. I force myself up, snatch my key on the coffee table and lock the door behind me. And for fifteen minutes, maybe closer to twenty, I sit on the porch hashing through all the memories Nick and I made in this house. All the great times we spent together. None of it in vain.I’ll be fine. I’ll move on. I’ll get over it. It’ll be hard as hell and it’s not something I pictured doing the day we got married, but I was pushed to this point. I nearly chant it, needing a tangible excuse to ease the pain. Not just my own, but the one I’m adding to Nick when he comes home tonight to find me gone. That is if he even notices. My body slumps forward at the heartbreaking thought.Lacy’s car pulls in the driveway giving me a short reprieve from the consuming sadness, watching as she steps outand stands beside the driver’s side door, watching me with sympathetic eyes. “Come on. I’ve got you.”Squaring my shoulders, determined to be strong, I inhale a deep breath and step off our porch for the last time. Once my suitcase in the backseat, I climb in the front and drop my purse on the floorboard between my feet, already resting my head back.“Wanna talk?” Lacy asks, backing out of the driveway.“Nope.” I reply instantly then slowly murmur. “I just wanna feel.” And that’s exactly what I do. I feel. Everything. The end of my marriage. The loss of my other half. The realization that I have nothing. Staring at my wedding ring, I debate taking it off, but it’s too soon. It doesn’t feel right. I’ll wait.For six months. Until my divorce is final. When I’m no longer Christina Conrad, but back to the name I was given when I was born. Slowly sliding the ring from my finger, I consider shoving it back in place when it gets stuck at my knuckle. Spotting Nick from across the court house lot, he curtly nods in my direction and shatters my heart into a million pieces, more than I thought possible. Gritting my teeth, head bowed and determined, I force the band over my knuckle, fighting through the discomfort until it finally gives. My hands tremble clasping the small, gold circle between my fingers as I stare at it, wondering how a piece of metal ever meant so much to me before dropping it into the coin holder of my wallet. With a deep, cleansing breath, refusing to look in Nick’s direction again, I pull out of the parking lot waiting for more tears to come. When they don’t, I should feel relieved, happy even, instead there’s nothing more than overwhelming numbness that goes into overdrive, blocking out any other emotion I should be feeling.
BLOG TOUR APRIL 6-10
BLURBSince Christina Mitchell was a young girl, her calling’s been clear: to become a paramedic. Determined to be the best in her field—compete in a boy’s club—she sacrificed everything in order to prove her worth. Before she realized it, Christina was falling in love with a firefighter, Nicholas Conrad. Christina knew the stakes and what it could do to her career, and his, but also recognized her soul mate in the charismatic hero.In their cocoon, everything she’s dreamed becomes reality until tragedy strikes destroying a part of Nick with it. The happily ever after they’d been living fell apart, leaving her with no choice but to walk away. There was no amount of hope left to cover the pain that twisted in her gut when Nick stepped aside and allowed her to go.Now, picking up the pieces, she has budget cuts to blame when the pair is forced to work together once again. Determined to remain professional, their past a secret from the rest of the house, they’re both aware it’s only a matter of time before the truth is revealed.With tensions rising every time they’re together, Christina has only two roads to follow: forget the past and risk her heart or disappear forever.
Will Nick and Tina be able to rekindle their love? Or will everything they’ve worked so hard for go up in smoke?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ashley Suzanne has been writing as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the writer she is today.Ashley is a bestselling author and spends equal amounts of time writing and reading. Being the true book whore she is, Ashley would rather dive into a good book before going out of her house. Giving up her career in Real Estate, Ashley has officially moved to hermit status.When Ashley isn't coming up with her next story, you'll most likely find her on the couch with a kindle in her hand (probably watching some crappy reality show while , annoying her husband by telling him all about her new book boyfriend or spending quality time with her two gremlins ... Sorry, I mean adorable children.
STALK ASHLEY AT:FacebookTwitter Instagram Amazon Goodreads
BUY LINKSOne Click for $2.99 OR Read for FREE on Kindle Unlimited
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EXCERPTPROLOGUE
TINAIt’s been almost a year—a few weeks shy—and nothing’s changed. He’s not changing. Rolling over, I place my hand on his back, rubbing gently.“Nick. Wake up, baby. You’re on shift soon.” Grunting, shrugging me off him, he maneuvers to face me, his eyes expressing nothing. Not hurt. Not pain. Not even love. Just…nothing.“Thanks,” he mutters. Rubbing his eyes, he sits up quickly and walks into the bathroom. I hear the faint sound of the shower starting, and trying to be the good wife I am, I drag myself from the blankets and make my way downstairs toward the kitchen tugging on my robe as I pass it. Covering my bare body, longing for Nick’s touch, I numbly start the coffee. My thoughts drift to a different time as I go through the motion. Not even Hemingway, our beloved pooch can stirred me from my morning funk. I open the back door, and let him escape my mood and take care of his business while I wait for Nick.When I can no longer hear the whining of the old pipes, I pour him a mug. Setting it at his place at the table, I take my own across from him, purposefully letting my robe ride high to expose my thigh. Nick strides down the stairs a few minutes later wearing his uniform pants and DFD blue tee shirt slung over his shoulder.Wordlessly, he sits in his chair and with the mug to his lips, stares past me. This is the rut we’ve fallen into, barely speaking and when we do, it’s short and clipped, no matter how hard I try to pull something more out of him.“I bet the chief would take you back at 75 if you talked to him. Things are better now,” I offer. At least when we were at the same house, before Nick was transferred to 22, he was forced to interact with me. It was strictly professional, but it was something.He doesn’t verbally respond, instead gives me a raised eyebrow and a frown to match. Then without a peep he goes back to his coffee. I casually bounce my foot, inching my chair closer, attempting to draw his attention to my needy, bare leg but as usual lately, it’s in vain. He’s not here with me, but barricaded behind the walls in his own world.He’s been in that damn world for longer than I can handle.“I gotta go. I’ll see you Wednesday.” Rising from his chair, he pulls the shirt over his head, stops at the couch to shove his feet into his work boots.Tending to a whining Hemingway, I open the door and the playful pup bounds inside, nearly colliding with the refrigerator as he overcorrects his turn to the living room. Following in his direction, I pause at the entryway to watch Hemingway try, much like I’ve been doing, to get some affection from his owner, but he’s brushed away. Only, Hemingway’s more brave than I am when he goes in again, not caring for the reciprocation, instead leaping up and licking the entire side of Nick’s face. A part of me is happy I’m not the only one Nick’s withdrawn from, a small smile daring my lips, but then the dreadful thought enters my mind that I can’t shake: Is this how I look? While I’m standing here, exposing myself, begging for affection and attention, and going completely unnoticed?
When his boots are laced, Nick grabs his jacket from the arm of the sofa and without a kiss or even goodbye, he’s out the door. Hot tears break free, falling down my cheeks when his truck fires to life and the power steering pump groans as he pulls out of the driveway. And there it is, another morning, always the same, ever since Yaris died. It’s like Nick forgot he’s not in this alone. He has a support system, and a damn good one. He has a wife. He has people who love him.It’s got to be hard for him to see that when he’s trapped inside his own head. And no matter how hard I try for him—for us—it’s never enough.And I can’t take it anymore.Walking to the bedroom, I slip into a pair of yoga pants, pull on a sports bra and a fitted tee follows. The tears never cease despite my unwavering resolve. Grabbing a sweatshirt from the back of the door, I take my suitcase from the closet and start piling in the rest of my clothes. I’ll never stop loving him, but until he loves himself again, he can’t love me or give me what I need. What I deserve. And until the Nick I married returns, I can’t keep fighting alone. Sniffling as I walk down the hallway, past the pictures of our life together, I debate taking them with me. We haven’t been together for a long time, but looking at an image captured of us exchanging our vows, it seems like a lifetime ago. Stopping in front of the last frame, a simple picture of us holding Hemingway as a puppy, I decide against taking them. I don’t have room in my arms and I’ll be able to keep the memories in my heart forever. Maybe leaving them for him to see the images of our happiness will bring him back. Maybe it won’t, but it’s worth a shot.Snatching my phone off the counter, I call my best friend.“Lacy,” I sob, a hiccup in my voice.“What’s wrong?” she asks, already on the defense. She knows what I’m going through, more than anyone else.“I’m done. I can’t anymore. Can you come get me? And let me sleep on your couch? Please,” I beg.“Give me fifteen. My home’s your home. You know that. No need to ask.”Stifling my urge lay down and cry, I hang up, shove the phone in my purse and step into a pair of ballet flats. Walking out the front door, knowing Nick needs him, I give Hemingway a kiss on his snout, my hand scratching the place behind his ears he loves so much, and whisper, “Take care of him. He needs you.” The only reply I’m granted is a wet swipe of his head against my cheek as he nuzzles close causing my heart to break further. I force myself up, snatch my key on the coffee table and lock the door behind me. And for fifteen minutes, maybe closer to twenty, I sit on the porch hashing through all the memories Nick and I made in this house. All the great times we spent together. None of it in vain.I’ll be fine. I’ll move on. I’ll get over it. It’ll be hard as hell and it’s not something I pictured doing the day we got married, but I was pushed to this point. I nearly chant it, needing a tangible excuse to ease the pain. Not just my own, but the one I’m adding to Nick when he comes home tonight to find me gone. That is if he even notices. My body slumps forward at the heartbreaking thought.Lacy’s car pulls in the driveway giving me a short reprieve from the consuming sadness, watching as she steps outand stands beside the driver’s side door, watching me with sympathetic eyes. “Come on. I’ve got you.”Squaring my shoulders, determined to be strong, I inhale a deep breath and step off our porch for the last time. Once my suitcase in the backseat, I climb in the front and drop my purse on the floorboard between my feet, already resting my head back.“Wanna talk?” Lacy asks, backing out of the driveway.“Nope.” I reply instantly then slowly murmur. “I just wanna feel.” And that’s exactly what I do. I feel. Everything. The end of my marriage. The loss of my other half. The realization that I have nothing. Staring at my wedding ring, I debate taking it off, but it’s too soon. It doesn’t feel right. I’ll wait.For six months. Until my divorce is final. When I’m no longer Christina Conrad, but back to the name I was given when I was born. Slowly sliding the ring from my finger, I consider shoving it back in place when it gets stuck at my knuckle. Spotting Nick from across the court house lot, he curtly nods in my direction and shatters my heart into a million pieces, more than I thought possible. Gritting my teeth, head bowed and determined, I force the band over my knuckle, fighting through the discomfort until it finally gives. My hands tremble clasping the small, gold circle between my fingers as I stare at it, wondering how a piece of metal ever meant so much to me before dropping it into the coin holder of my wallet. With a deep, cleansing breath, refusing to look in Nick’s direction again, I pull out of the parking lot waiting for more tears to come. When they don’t, I should feel relieved, happy even, instead there’s nothing more than overwhelming numbness that goes into overdrive, blocking out any other emotion I should be feeling.
March 31, 2015
REKINDLE IS AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED
I'm so excited that you're all finally able to read Rekindle!!! This has been such a fun book to write and I'm hopelessly in love with Nick and Tina.
PS ... it's also available on KINDLE UNLIMITED!!! CLICK HERE TO READ FOR FREE!!!
Second chance romance ... a sexy firefighter and his paramedic ex-wife!!!
Even when things seem easy, they're more difficult than either will ever know. One thing that's not changed is their banter. Nick and Tina are HILARIOUS together. He's a jackass and she's full of sass ... the perfect combination.
Let's not forget that we're dealing with a slow-burn, steamy, angsty and tension packed novel of push and pull.
PS ... it's also available on KINDLE UNLIMITED!!! CLICK HERE TO READ FOR FREE!!!
Second chance romance ... a sexy firefighter and his paramedic ex-wife!!!
Even when things seem easy, they're more difficult than either will ever know. One thing that's not changed is their banter. Nick and Tina are HILARIOUS together. He's a jackass and she's full of sass ... the perfect combination.
Let's not forget that we're dealing with a slow-burn, steamy, angsty and tension packed novel of push and pull.
March 27, 2015
***NEW RELEASE***
I know you've been waiting for REKINDLE. If you've not seen this bad boy floating around, let me tell you a bit about this book. Nicholas Conrad is a Detroit fireman who has a LOT of baggage. Enough baggage that his wife Christina Mitchell ends up leaving him. He's broken, but gets past it. Then, because of budget cuts, Christina (Tina) is reassigned to Nick's house and they're forced to work together. Angsty, tension packed, steamy and a slow burn, REKINDLE is sure to be a book you won't soon forget.
If you'd like to purchase REKINDLE, here are the Amazon and Smashwords links. As soon as iBooks and Barnes and Noble are live, I'll update this post!!
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March 25, 2015
***COVER REVEAL and EXCERPT*** Rekindle by Ashley Suzanne
Rekindle is with my editor and the moment the edits are done, I'll be hitting publish. Be on the look out!! Add it to your TBR ---> https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...
Since Christina Mitchell was a young girl, she knew exactly what she wanted to do with her life: become a paramedic. Putting everything on the line, she sacrificed to achieve her dream and hasn’t regretted a single moment. Until now …
Falling in love with a firefighter, Nicholas Conrad, Christina knew what was at stake, but didn’t let it scare her away from her soul mate. They were well on their way to a happily ever after, until Nick’s best friend, Tim, died while on a call. A part of Nick died along with him that day.
Eventually, Nick and Tina’s marriage fell apart and she did the only thing she could—she left. One morning, she packed her bags, went to live with her best friend, and filed for divorce shortly after. Being in the state Nick was in, he didn’t contest. Nick gave Tina everything she wanted and hated himself every day because of it.
Due to budget cuts, the pair is forced to work together once again. Trying to remain professional, they decide to keep their past a secret from the rest of the house, but something this big can only remain hidden for so long. The tension between Nick and Tina can only lead them in one of two directions: straight into each other’s arms or even further apart.
In order for their love to rekindle, they both have to be willing to put aside the past and start again fresh. Will Nick and Tina be able to find a common ground? Or will everything they’ve worked so hard for go up in smoke?
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT(c) 2015 Ashley SuzanneUNEDITED TEASERNot for distribution
“God, Christina,” I whisper, leaning my head against the cool tile, waiting for more memories to surface.Tina slowly standing up, letting my cock run the length of her torso, squeezing her tits around my dick until she’s upright. Slightly bending my head and running my tongue between her lips until she opens for me, her moan echoing through the room. Spinning her around, to where her back faces me and gently bending her at the waist, grabbing onto her lush hip and positioning myself. “Fuck, Tina,” I mutter, imagining my hand is the slick, tight wall I’m pushing into, relishing the feel of her around me, squeezing the life out of my cock.Behind my closed lids, I can almost see myself wrapping my hand through her drenched hair and pulling hard, but not too hard, to arch her back even further. My stroke quickens as I thrust in and out of my imaginary Christina, my other hand massaging my balls as she would have done in this exact scene. An intense growl leaves my throat as I begin to come, and I tighten my grip even more, mimicking the way Tina’s warm pussy would grab onto me as she found her own release. Opening my eyes, the cold realization hits me hard. In my head, I knew it was nothing more than a fantasy, but to see myself alone in a shower, still slowly pumping my own dick, anger slams down on me quickly. Fuck her for still making me feel this way.
March 3, 2015
Do you have Kindle Unlimited?!?
Do you have Kindle Unlimited? If the answer is yes, I've enrolled 5 of my current titles into KU and I'd love if you would give them a chance. One of the biggest problems any writer has is expanding his or her audience. I figured Kindle Unlimited would give me that chance. So, please, download a copy of one of my books, or all 5 if you're feeling froggy and let me know what you think. I'm pretty accessible via email and facebook if you'd like to connect!!
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February 12, 2015
Claim Volume 3 is LIVE
The third and FINAL book in the Claim serial is LIVE!!! I hope you enjoy the ending as much as I did. I can't wait to hear your thoughts. Remember, a review is the best way to tell an author your opinions. It doesn't have to be a book report, sometimes just a short and sweet few sentences will do the trick.
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February 11, 2015
***RELEASE PARTY*** Claim Volume Three is LIVE!!!
The 3rd and final book in the Claim Serial by Ashley Suzanne is LIVE!!! For those of you who've been waiting for the last book to release, here's your chance to pick up all three parts for only 99 cents each.
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Claim Volume Three: The Conclusion of the Claim Serials.Loren’s past relationship might not be as over as she thought. Spending time with Jordan to see if the feelings she once had were still there may have backfired. Caught between the man she gave her heart to and the one she wants to steal it away, Loren has to make a decision; does she choose the man that’s hurt her once or the man she knows she should be with?If only she were the only one to have to decide. Nolan’s past, the first girl he ever loved, needs him now more than ever. Does he sacrifice his own happiness for such a vital part of his past or choose the selfish route for once in his life? Nobody ever said you can only love one person, but the cold hard truth is you’ll always love one of them more. Relationships will be tested. Decisions will be made. Hearts will be broken.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ashley Suzanne has been writing as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the writer she is today.
Ashley is a bestselling author and spends equal amounts of time writing and reading. Being the true book whore she is, Ashley would rather dive into a good book before going out of her house. Giving up her career in Real Estate, Ashley has officially moved to hermit status.
When Ashley isn't coming up with her next story, you'll most likely find her on the couch with a kindle in her hand (probably watching some crappy reality show while , annoying her husband by telling him all about her new book boyfriend or spending quality time with her two gremlins ... Sorry, I mean adorable children.
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Claim Volume 3 is ONLY available on Amazon and can be read for free using Kindle Unlimited.
BLURB
Claim Volume Three: The Conclusion of the Claim Serials.Loren’s past relationship might not be as over as she thought. Spending time with Jordan to see if the feelings she once had were still there may have backfired. Caught between the man she gave her heart to and the one she wants to steal it away, Loren has to make a decision; does she choose the man that’s hurt her once or the man she knows she should be with?If only she were the only one to have to decide. Nolan’s past, the first girl he ever loved, needs him now more than ever. Does he sacrifice his own happiness for such a vital part of his past or choose the selfish route for once in his life? Nobody ever said you can only love one person, but the cold hard truth is you’ll always love one of them more. Relationships will be tested. Decisions will be made. Hearts will be broken.
BUY LINKS
Claim Volume 1 - http://amzn.to/1BFKfjmClaim Volume 2 - http://amzn.to/1B6dXx8Claim Volume 3 - http://amzn.to/1sipQAt
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ashley Suzanne has been writing as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the writer she is today.
Ashley is a bestselling author and spends equal amounts of time writing and reading. Being the true book whore she is, Ashley would rather dive into a good book before going out of her house. Giving up her career in Real Estate, Ashley has officially moved to hermit status.
When Ashley isn't coming up with her next story, you'll most likely find her on the couch with a kindle in her hand (probably watching some crappy reality show while , annoying her husband by telling him all about her new book boyfriend or spending quality time with her two gremlins ... Sorry, I mean adorable children.
STALK ASHLEY ...
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Click the image to join Ashley's Reader's Oasis. A place where book whores gather to discuss books and book boyfriends.
Click HERE to join the Facebook Release Day Party, with special guests, Erin Noelle, Kaydee Mavericks and Nicole Jacquelyn to celebrate the release of Claim Volume Three
HOSTED BY NERDY BOOK FREAK
January 24, 2015
***SURPRISE****
SURPRISE!!! I had this idea last night to put together a collection of books, mostly 1st books in a series, to give to you guys. I, for one, know how a book budget can be diminished, especially after the holidays, with all those credit cards to pay off, bills to catch up on and don't even get me started if you have family with January birthdays (I'm dealing with 2 siblings AND my husband, all with birthdays in January). So, now we have this box set consisting of Mirage, Raven, Calling Card and Claim Volume 1 all together in one fancy little set for only 99 pennies. I know, I'm outside my damn mind right now, but if I can help you guys save a buck or maybe $5.98 I'm totally down.
Also, this awesome little set is only available until February 15th. I may also have a special announcement to tell you about (it involves Raven and Calling Card) around that time. More details to come!!
So, if you'd like to purchase The Starting Line: A Collection of Firsts, click below. I'd also be super honored if you could find some time to share this once in a lifetime sale with your FB, Twitter, TSU, Pinterest, Tumblr and whatever social media outlet you favor, friends. Me, just like a lot of other authors, are having a real difficult time getting presence on those sites. YOU are our key to making sure the word gets out!! I appreciate you and everything you do for me!
CLICK HERE TO PURCHASE THE STARTING LINE: A COLLECTION OF FIRSTS
Many of you know as well that I recently signed a contract with Random House Publishing for 4 books to come out in the next couple years. The first is Breaking Noah with my great friend Missy Johnson. Well, Random House has this baby up for pre-order and our cover is finally up on Amazon. If you'd like to secure your copy now, we'd be honored! There will be an excerpt for the first book in mine and Missy's MC series, Devil's Pride, in the back of Breaking Noah --- Oh yeah, Noah is a college professor and he's got himself a fling going on with Zara, one of his students. It's sexy, angsty and full of revenge!!!
CLICK HERE TO PRE-ORDER BREAKING NOAH
And here's a little something with the books I'm planning on releasing this year and into next!!
Claim Volume 3 - coming 2/12 is available for pre-order right now if you'd like to get a copyBreaking Noah - releases 5/26 and the pre-order link is aboveInescapable (Destined Book 5) coming Summer 2015Code of Conduct - coming Winter 2015Devil's Pride - coming December 2015 with Random House Publishing by me and Missy Johnson
I'll have some more updates as book ideas pop into my head. I'm always plotting something new!!!
COME STALK ME ON FB
Oh, by the way. I'm over at Tsu. If you have an account come follow me, if not, GET ONE!! They don't hide me like Fuckerberg does. They let you see all my posts. I even do some awesome giveaways there.
CLICK HERE TO COME STALK ME ON TSU
Speaking of giveaways. Anyone up for one. Again, just for you guys?! I've got a SIGNED PAPERBACK of Awakening up for grabs. All you gotta do is head over to my blog, view my post about my favorite 2014 reads and comment with your top 5 favorite reads of 2014. Easy right?! I'll pick a winner on Christmas Eve. Make sure you leave your email with the post so I can email you!
CLICK HERE TO GO TO MY BLOG
January 14, 2015
***COVER REVEAL*** Breaking Noah by Missy Johnson and Ashley Suzanne
Cover Reveal: BREAKING NOAH
by Missy Johnson and Ashley Suzanne
What happens when you start falling for your worst enemy? Fans of Abbi Glines and Monica Murphy will relish this addictive novel of smoking-hot seduction—and revenge gone so wrong, it’s right.
I wasn’t always this jaded. I had a clear head, things I wanted out of life, and a concise plan on how to get there. For being only twenty-one, I pretty much had it all figured out. Until the day my cousin died.
I spent months going over all the details surrounding her death, trying to figure out how I missed the signs, and the only thing I could come up with was she would still be alive if it wasn’t for one person: her professor. So I transferred to his college, enrolled in his class, and set my new plan in motion.
First I’ll seduce him. Then I’ll ruin him. I’ve just got to stay strong and not let his charm and my emotions get the best of me. Because someone has to pay for her death. If it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to break Noah.
Coming 5/26/2015 Find it here:
About the authors:
Missy Johnsonis a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in a small town in Victoria, Australia, with her husband and her confused pets (a dog who thinks that she is a cat, a cat who thinks he is a dog . . . you get the picture). When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read. (Website: http://www.missycjohnson.com)
Ashley Suzannehas been writing for as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the bestselling author she is today. When Ashley isn’t coming up with her next story, you'll most likely find her on the couch, telling her husband all about her new book boyfriend, or spending quality time with her two gremlins . . . er, adorable children. (Website: http://www.booksbyashleysuzanne.com)
What happens when you start falling for your worst enemy? Fans of Abbi Glines and Monica Murphy will relish this addictive novel of smoking-hot seduction—and revenge gone so wrong, it’s right.
I wasn’t always this jaded. I had a clear head, things I wanted out of life, and a concise plan on how to get there. For being only twenty-one, I pretty much had it all figured out. Until the day my cousin died.
I spent months going over all the details surrounding her death, trying to figure out how I missed the signs, and the only thing I could come up with was she would still be alive if it wasn’t for one person: her professor. So I transferred to his college, enrolled in his class, and set my new plan in motion.
First I’ll seduce him. Then I’ll ruin him. I’ve just got to stay strong and not let his charm and my emotions get the best of me. Because someone has to pay for her death. If it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to break Noah.
Coming 5/26/2015 Find it here:
About the authors:
Missy Johnsonis a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in a small town in Victoria, Australia, with her husband and her confused pets (a dog who thinks that she is a cat, a cat who thinks he is a dog . . . you get the picture). When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read. (Website: http://www.missycjohnson.com)
Ashley Suzannehas been writing for as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the bestselling author she is today. When Ashley isn’t coming up with her next story, you'll most likely find her on the couch, telling her husband all about her new book boyfriend, or spending quality time with her two gremlins . . . er, adorable children. (Website: http://www.booksbyashleysuzanne.com)
January 2, 2015
***GIVEAWAY***
Head over to Goodreads to enter to win a signed copy of Calling Card!!!
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Goodreads Book Giveaway
Calling Card by Ashley Suzanne Giveaway ends January 15, 2015.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads. Enter to win
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Goodreads Book Giveaway
Calling Card by Ashley Suzanne Giveaway ends January 15, 2015. See the giveaway details at Goodreads. Enter to win
