Monday, July 29, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013 | Posted by Ruthi Kight | | Edit Post
It has been far too long since I have made a blog post! There are a ton of things going on that I can’t wait to share with everyone.
That’s right! It is with the editor RIGHT NOW! Release is August 10th, in honor of my mother’s birthday.
It’s already a special day, but I wanted to release on a day that I would never forget.
Not sure if she would have ever read this book…but hey, it’s the thought that counts, right?
I wanted to do something for YOU this time. YOU, the reader. YOU, the people who have supported me since BEFORE Knotted Roots was released.
So I thought…hmmm…what about a giveaway?
So here’s what I was thinking: A PROOF copy of Burn Out! That’s right! A Paperback, SIGNED, PROOF copy of Burn Out before ANYONE else!
I only get FIVE of these copies. FIVE! And I want YOU to have it.
So, it’s VERY easy to enter to win. Want to know???
Add Burn Out to your TBR List on Goodreads.
Then share the GR link on ANY social platform that you want. I’m not a fan of Rafflecopters, so just come back here and tell me you shared (I’m taking you at your word LOL) and tell me your Goodreads name.
It’s THAT Easy!
Now…look below…there’s an EXCLUSIVE teaser for YOU from Burn Out! (Unedited Version)
**Warning** Burn Out is intended for 18+ due to mature language and sexual situations. It is NOT intended for young audiences.
There, the warning’s done! Moving on!
Ever heard that crap about being mesmerized by crystal blue eyes, or being able to fall into their depths? Or some other poetic mumbo jumbo like that? Well, before that moment I would have laughed if someone had said that…but in that moment, I literally felt like I was falling. Sure, my ass was now hanging off the bench from being startled, but this was more of a figurative fall.
He stared back at me, unblinking. Only moments before I would have just called him hot…but once our eyes locked it went much deeper than that. He was flat out gorgeous. Like, I wanted to drop my fucking panties right there and ride him home.
With my thoughts running amok, my cheeks decided to betray my inner musings. The heat spread from one side to the other quickly, giving my face a nice rosy glow. He chuckled and I almost came apart again. Did this man have any idea what that one small sound could do to a girl? I bet he did. There was no way that he couldn’t know. Guys like him knew they were walking fuck-me advertisements.
“Careful. It’s a little too soon to fall for me.” He smiled, dimples and all, and I nearly lost it again. Dimples! I was in serious trouble already and I hadn’t been out of the loony bin for an hour yet.
“Not likely,” I replied. I righted myself and leaned back casually. “Are you planning on being here long?”
With a quick scan of my face, he returned his focus to the book in his hands. “Not sure. Ask me again in an hour.”
Argh! Infuriating and sexy as hell. Great combo. My head was telling me to just walk away, but my traitorous body was trying to convince me to inch closer to him. With a quick scoot, I was mere inches from him, our legs almost touching.
“Whatcha reading?” I tried to get a look at the book, but he closed it before I could figure out what it was.
A slow grin broke out on his face. “As in The Odyssey. Greek epic poem…ring any bells?”
“No. The only Homer I know is married to a woman with a giant blue beehive.”
With a shake of his head, he opened his book once again. “Sheltered?”
His attitude was really starting to piss me off. “No. Unless you consider ten years in the wacky shack as sheltered.” I had expected my words to have some sort of impact. Nothing. He didn’t even flinch.