Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous,
and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.
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Blurb
He told me to 'settle,
girl.'
He asked if 'something was wrong with me?'
He said I was an ‘easy target.’
That was within minutes when I first met Caden Banks.
I labeled him an *sshole, but he was more than that. Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous, and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.
Okay, yes I was a little naive, a tad bit socially awkward, and the smallest amount of stalker-ish, but if Caden Banks thought he could tell me what to do, he had another thing coming.
I came to college with daydreams about being with my stepbrother, but what would happen if I fell for the anti-stepbrother instead?
He asked if 'something was wrong with me?'
He said I was an ‘easy target.’
That was within minutes when I first met Caden Banks.
I labeled him an *sshole, but he was more than that. Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous, and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.
Okay, yes I was a little naive, a tad bit socially awkward, and the smallest amount of stalker-ish, but if Caden Banks thought he could tell me what to do, he had another thing coming.
I came to college with daydreams about being with my stepbrother, but what would happen if I fell for the anti-stepbrother instead?
Excerpt
He wasn’t looking at me any
more. I wasn’t even sure he was really in the room.
I needed to leave this
alone. He had given me the clues—looking away, his jaw clenching, pain like I’d
never heard from him sounding loud and clear. My instincts were telling me to
shut up, but I couldn’t. I had this burning need to know more about Caden. I
needed to get in there, past his walls, and I wanted to understand him.
I wanted to help him.
Caden was hurting, and I
wanted to take that away.
“What happened?”
Caden turned his gaze to me
now, and I felt branded by the pain I saw. His eyes were stricken. “Does it
matter?”
“No.” My breath caught and
held in my chest. I wanted to go to him, but I also wanted to slink away. I was
stirring up his pain, but I had to know. “What happened, Caden?”
“Why do you have to know?”
“Because it’s hurting you.”
I made a decision, though I
had no idea what the ramifications were going to be. I stood, my legs going
numb and my stomach clenching, and I moved to his side. He leaned back, his
head falling to the couch, and he watched me.
The need to ease some of
his hurt outweighed the fear of what would happen next. Swallowing tightly, I
stepped over to straddle him and sat down.
“What are you doing?”
He asked that softly, still
holding his beer. I took it from his hands and put it on the stand next to the
couch. Then I just sat there. He had to do the rest. I’d already made the first
move.
I glanced down at his
hands, feeling like an idiot. “What happened?”
“Why are you pushing this?”
I looked back up to find
confusion warring with need in his eyes. He wasn’t pushing me away, so I sank
further into his lap.
“You haven’t told anyone
else about this.” It wasn’t really a question, but I saw the confirmation in
his eyes. My chest tightened, thinking about whatever secret he held. “Please
tell me.”
“No.” He shifted forward,
and I braced myself, expecting him to push me away. He didn’t. His hands
grasped the backs of my legs and lifted me so I was more fully on his lap.
I could feel him between my
legs, and my breasts almost pressed against his chest. I waited. I wanted to
see what else he’d say
“But not because I don’t
want you to know,” he added. “Because it’s not my secret to tell.”
I nodded, my stomach doing
somersaults now. “That makes sense. I can respect that.”
And there we were. His
hands cupped my ass, and the pain in his gaze became something darker,
something I felt too, something that began to turn off all rational thought.
“What are we doing here?”
he questioned, his voice like a caress in itself.
I leaned forward, my gaze
lingering on his lips. “I didn’t really think it through.”
“And now?”
“Still not thinking it
through.”
“You’re okay with that?”
In that moment, the truth
exploded in me. I wanted him. I wanted this—but it was more. I needed this.
I didn’t answer.
My Review: (ARC provided)
4.5-5 stars first half and 4 stars second half!!
This
book starts off with a lot of angst. The chemistry between the hero and heroine
was intense, yet they had a deep connection and friendship that I didn't expect.
I really liked their relationship it reminded me a little of Travis and Abby's
from Beautiful Disaster. The whole relationship between the two was a very slow
build but always there and in the background.
While
our heroine was still pining for her stepbrother she doesn't even realize the
feelings that are creeping up on her for Caden, (H) and when she does she has a
hard time believing it's happening. So this is how the story kind of goes,
she's in denial of her true feelings as the feelings for her stepbrother start
to diminish.
By
reading the synopsis of this book I expected something different. It's more
than a good girl falling for a bad boy. It's about growth, coping and really
finding the person you are. Caden was very mature in the way he handled things
and I really loved his character. Summer (h) needed to figure herself out but
she was quirky, funny, smart and a great friend.
If
you expect this book to be loaded with sex well it's not and if that's what you
are looking for then this isn't the book for you. This book is more than that,
and slowly shows us how a solid relationship can be built.
"He delivered a
bomb to me and stepped back as it detonated. I felt wrecked but I could only
nod, because in that moment, I would've given him anything."
"I clung to
something that wasn't real. But you, you're real. You make me feel loved. You
make me feel whole. You put me back together."
I didn't begin writing until after undergraduate college. There'd been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can't blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I'm hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.
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