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298 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 10, 2017









“The suds washed away, trailing down to the deep V pointing to the private place between his strong thighs.
And then there it was.
Just hanging there.
Long.
Thick.
I stopped breathing.”


“If I was wrong, and it turned out that kissing was punishable by an eternity at the devil’s side, then kissing Finn might just be worth the risk.”

"Girl, you best stop talking or we won't even need to go out because I'm just gonna stay here and fall in love with you."








I’ve met lot of girls in my life. A. Lot. Yet there was something so different, so distinctive about Sawyer.
“You’re better than I ever imagined. You are everything to me. You make me want to be better. You make me better.”


Because my mouth is watering to taste you,” he pressed his lips against mine and this time there was no storm to blame or anything else he needed to distract me from. “I want you, Say. So fucking much. More than I’ve ever wanted anything or anyone before.”
So what’s the second kind of beauty?”“The kind you can’t stop looking at no matter how hard you try.” Finn lowered his mouth so his lips moved against the tip of my ear when he spoke. “The kind you want to fuck.” I swallowed. “What does that kind of beauty look like?” I asked, breathlessly. Finn’s hand rose on my stomach until his fingers lightly grazed the underside of one of my breasts. “Right now it looks like freckled skin and gold flecked eyes.”
And it wasn’t just a need to take her body that I was fighting. It was a different kind of desire that made me pause. The desire to want to live. The connection between Sawyer and I was like this tangible thing around us. I’d never felt anything like it.”
T.M. Frazier





“Then you came around.”


“I was no longer skin and flesh and bones. I was only feeling and sensation and pleasure coursing through my body over and over again."Sawyer is a girl who has barely survived her upbringing. Being raised in a conservative church and at the hands of her abusive father, she is desperate to get away. When an unexpected thing happens, she is given the opportunity to escape. Although she is alone, she gathers up her belongings and runs!
“Fear and love are very much the same."Finn is a damaged hero with plenty of regrets. After experiencing great loss, he feels as if he has no reason to live. When Sawyer collides into his life, a spark ignites in Finn and he remembers what it means to feel something again. As Sawyer begins to rebuild her life, Finn is happy to help teach her all kinds of beautiful things.

"Embracing fear is the same as embracing love. It hurts. It ends. All is lost. All can be found again."Told in dual POV, The Outskirts is a beautiful contemporary romance full of complex characters just trying to find their way. After experiencing great loss, both Sawyer and Finn are a perfect match. The writing is well-paced and the impeccable description in the text transports you to the small town swamp. The secondary characters play a critical role in the development of the plot and I loved the way their relationships intercept with Say and Finn. With witty dialogue, passion, and tender romance, Finn and Sawyer are one couple you will want to meet!



“Fear and love are very much the same.
They both make your heart race and
your body shake.
They make you tremble and anticipate.
They make you frantic with thoughts
that consume.
Embracing fear is the same as
embracing love.
It hurts.
It ends.
All is lost.
All can be found again.”
“Looking past his blue eyes I spoke directly to the hurt in them.
“I was thinking that I didn’t know a naked man could be so beautiful.”




"I’m stronger for what I’ve been through. I’m stronger because of you.”

“It’s when I’m pissed off at you that I want to kiss you the most.”
“You make me want things, Say. Crave things. Things I haven’t thought about in a long time.”
“Anything could be a fairytale. And as he took my body again I knew there was no reason for me to ever want a prince. I already had my very own beast.”


"The land. The town. The people. Everything was new to me. But angry men weren’t, and I refused to be intimidated. Not by my own fears. Not by the church. Not by my father. Not by anyone. Not ANYMORE."
“I was thinking that I didn’t know a naked man could be so beautiful.”
“If I was wrong, and it turned out that kissing was punishable by an eternity at the devil’s side, then kissing Finn might just be worth the risk.”
“So what’s the second kind of beauty?”
“The kind you can’t stop looking at no matter how hard you try.” Finn lowered his mouth so his lips moved against the tip of my ear when he spoke. “The kind you want to fuck.”
I swallowed. “What does that kind of beauty look like?” I asked, breathlessly.
Finn’s hand rose on my stomach until his fingers lightly grazed the underside of one of my breasts. “Right now it looks like freckled skin and gold flecked eyes.”

Meet T.M. Frazier at Wicked Book Weekend, Ft. Lauderdale April 20-23, 2018
