Ravenous is available for preorder!

I am beyond excited to announce that Ravenous (The Pointe of Love Book 2) will be released on June 12th!

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Remember Ollie and Finn from Addicted? Ravenous is their story - expect sass, an age gap, gay for you, a size difference, hurt/comfort, fireworks, vampire movie marathons, wedding bloopers, sunflowers, the best uncle ever, a wicked tennis battle, and a love that you’ll never forget.

How about a sample?

Leading Ollie by the hand, Finn brought them around the front of the car, and the picturesque landscape spread out before them. Glistening lamps lined the streets, reflecting the twinkling stars above, and store signs gave pops of color among the varying yellow squares of home windows, which fanned out in all directions. Ollie could even see The Pointe in the distance, lit in white, its spire looking over the rest of the town.

“This is beautiful,” Ollie breathed, realizing that his tears had dried. He was even sobering up but he was still dizzy and a little cold, so he leaned on the hood, trying to pull some of its warmth.

The driver’s side door opened and closed and suddenly Ollie had a slight weight on his shoulders, but it wasn’t oppressive; it smelled like piney old denim.

“Oh!” He looked down at Finn’s worn jean jacket, which had seen better days, but was another layer between him and the chill so he’d take it. “Thank you.”

“No problem! Would you like some coffee? I grabbed one from the convenience store before I picked you up. I haven’t drank from it yet so it’s brand new.” Finn held up a large cardboard cup and a paper bag. “But I could drink from it first because you barely know me and I just brought you out to the middle of nowhere.”

That was very kind but, for some reason, Ollie trusted Finn. “I think if you were going to murder me you wouldn’t do it while I’m wearing your jacket.”

“Of course! And I wouldn’t want to get this shirt dirty. It’s a classic.” He gestured at his concert T-shirt for a band Ollie had never heard of, but the art indicated that they had been famous sometime in the eighties. “Honestly? I can’t even kill spiders.” Finn shook himself. “I hate them but the little guys don’t deserve to be squished.”

Ollie bit his lip. Could this man be any cuter?

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