The Bow Tie is Back!
PREPPY by T.M. Frazier is LIVE!
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Blurb
Samuel Clearwater, A.K.A Preppy, likes
bowties, pancakes, suspenders, good friends, good times, good drugs, and a good
f*ck.
He’s worked his way out from beneath a
hellish childhood and is living the life he’s always imagined for himself. When
he meets a girl, a junkie on the verge of ending it all, he’s torn between his
feelings for her and the crippling fear that she could be the one to end the
life he loves.
Andrea ‘Dre’ Capulet is strung out and
tired.
Tired of living for her next fix. Tired
of doing things that make her stomach turn. Tired of looking in the mirror at
the reflection of the person she’s become. Just when she decides to end it all,
she meets a man who will change the course of both their lives forever.
And their deaths.
For most people, death is the end of
their story.
For Preppy and Dre, death was only the
beginning.
This is the fifth book in the King Series
and it's meant to be read after Soulless.
Excerpt
“No! I hate you,” she spat, as I continued to tug her
beside me.
“Good, you can hate
me while I fuck you,” I said. “But first things first. My lesson obviously
didn’t take in that brain of yours. You want what you want and I can’t stop
you,” I said, as we approached the train tracks which were elevated on a mound
of gravel several feet off the ground. The warning lights flashed orange, the
neon reflective barriers dropped down to cover the service road, while the
bells indicating an approaching train clanged away. “And since I can’t stop
you, I’m going to help you out. Bullet in the head was so three hours ago. I’ve
got something even better in mind now.”
“Wait. What?” she asked, her teeth chattering. “You…you
wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t what?” I said, turning around to face her,
almost losing my footing when I noticed the trail of dried tears on her cheeks.
I looked away for a fraction of a second to regain my composure. “You think I
wouldn’t kill someone?” I cocked an eyebrow. “You already know that I’ve been
there, done that, bought the motherfucking t-shirt, doll.” Her eyes went wide
and she made a move to step back. “Oh no, Doc, I read your letter and I saw
what you wanted. And remember, I’m nothing if not accommodating.”
When I pulled her to climb the gravel mound her knees
locked up so I bent over and picked her up by the waist, tossing her over my
shoulder, carrying her onto the tracks while she beat on my back with her
closed fists. When I got to the top I set her down roughly and she fell
backwards onto her ass, bracing herself with her hands against the large pieces
of gravel under the tracks.
The whistle of the
train blew in the distance. It wouldn’t be long now. Dre made a move to stand
up, but that wasn’t what I had in mind. I bent down and pushed on her chest,
spreading her tiny frame across the tracks. I crawled on top of her, pinning
her down with my thighs. I leaned over her, my chest to hers as we both
breathed rapidly. She struggled underneath me to get up, pushing at my chest,
but I wouldn’t budge. “Why the struggle, Doc? This is what you wanted, isn’t
it?”
She glanced up at me as the train whistled again. Her gaze
flipped to her right, where the single yellow light from the train emerged from
around the corner, shining brighter and brighter as it chugged closer and
closer. For a moment she stopped struggling, looking back and forth from the
train to me.
“So what, you’re gonna die too?” she asked, hoping to
appeal to my sense of self preservation.
I shrugged. “I get bored easily, maybe the devil will make
me his errand boy or something.”
“Preppy, this isn’t funny. Get up and get off the fucking
tracks,” she said, her concern shifting from herself to me.
I shook my head and yawned. She wiggled underneath me, and
although there was a train barreling toward us my cock once again stirred to
life. Maybe I should just rip down her panties and push inside of her. Train or
no train, it would be one fuck of a way to go out.
“You have to choose, Doc,” I said, making my voice as
serious as I was capable. “Life?” I asked, screaming over the sound of the
train screeching against the track. I pushed my hard cock against her core and
she gasped. Her trembling turned into a shiver, her mouth fell open. I glanced
to the side at the blinding light of the approaching train as it bathed us both
in a tunnel of light. I leaned down, so close that my lips were a whisper above
hers, as I shouted, “Life? Or death? What’s it gonna be, Doc?” My hair blew
around my face as the light grew brighter and brighter. “Answer the fucking
question!” I demanded, my hands squeezing her shoulders, my fingers digging
roughly into her skin. “DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING DIE?”
With only seconds left until we became shredded under the
train, Dre closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again they were
glistening, fresh tears spilling from the edges.
She started to speak, her lips forming the beginning of
the word, but before it could fully leave her lips I stood, pulling her up with
me. I lifted Dre into my arms and took a running leap off the tracks, my legs
flailing in the air as we fell the seven or so feet. Dre’s decision still on
her lips, her scream surrounding the air around us as we crashed down into the
field.
“I wanna liiiiiiiiiiiivvvvvveeeeee.”
My Review: (ARC provided)
5 stars!
I love Preppy even more now! I want more; I can’t wait to
get the next book! Preppy is so much more complex than I thought. You see the
light/good in the darkness, you see why he chooses humor and you see him love.
You learn about the love he had for Dre but not only that, for Grace, Mirna and
of course King, Doe/Ray and Bear.
This book had me in tears at times, it had me wanting to
punch Preppy and shake Dre, it had me laughing and once again rooting for the
“bad” guy the “antihero.” Preppy is
pretty dark and does and craves some really messed up shit but learning his
background I get it.
He did and became the person he wanted to be, he made it,
and through it all, through everything, he did it. It may not be the ideal life
most people want but to Preppy it was and he was happy, until the darkness took him over. He wasn’t a bullshitter
he told it like it was and he didn’t lie.
“There
are times when a lie can’t be helped. Honesty is a fickle bitch like that.”
Preppy didn’t want for Dre to need him but yet he did, he
didn’t want her to stay but yet he did. He truly wanted what he thought was in
her best interest. His intentions were good but a little askew. Dre has had
some extremely difficult times, she let people use and abuse her; she is a heroin
addict and feels like she deserves everything that has come to her.
“I
was so over being me that I needed a new word for over. I needed a new fucking
life.”
Preppy finds her,
saves her and helps her get back on the right path all while craving her
for himself. They were each other's drug but they both knew it couldn’t be.
“I
never knew true fear until I met pure evil. He wore a smile and a bow tie.”
There was a particular part that made me laugh, it was
scene with Preppy getting ready to jump in the water but before he did, “he held his nose and jumped off the rock,
hugging his knees tightly to his chest.” Him holding his nose is so contradictory to
who he is, but yet so Preppy. I loved that part.
T.M. in every one of her books kept me guessing and this
one left me with a big WTF? moment. I CAN NOT wait for the second book he is my favorite bad boy/antihero!
If you haven’t read this series yet start now! King is
the book you want to begin with.
GIVEAWAY
T.M.
Frazier is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR best known for her KING SERIES. She
was born on Long Island, NY. When she was eight years old she moved with her
mom, dad, and older sister to sunny Southwest Florida where she still lives
today with her husband and daughter.
When she
was in middle school she was in a club called AUTHORS CLUB with a group of
other young girls interested in creative writing. Little did she know that
years later life would come full circle.
After
graduating high school, she attended Florida Gulf Coast University and had
every intention of becoming a news reporter when she got sucked into real
estate where she worked in sales for over ten years.
Throughout
the years T.M. never gave up the dream of writing and with her husband’s encouragement,
and a lot of sleepless nights, she realized her dream and released her first
novel, The Dark Light of Day, in 2013.
She’s
never looked back.
