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Title: What If: The Anthology
Authors: Chelle Bliss, M. Mabie, Aly Martinez, Erin Noelle, River Savage, Hilary Storm, Shantel Tessier, Alice Tribue
Release Date: April 1, 2015
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Cover Designer: Louisa from LM Creations
What If: The Anthology is a collaboration from some of today's hottest indie authors. What happens when one pivotal moment in a story changes? Have you ever wondered how things might have been?
In these eight, never before released, novellas you'll see what happens when your favorite characters take a different path.
A twist on the fictional reality you've already read. A chance to see if the grass is greener on the other side.
What if one little decision changed everything? What if?
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Two Steps Back by Hilary Storm
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Unspeakable Lies by Alice Tribue
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100% of the proceeds for What If: The Anthology will be donated to Autism Speaks. Releasing April 1, 2015.
To enjoy the twist of fate within What If: The Anthology
we recommend you read the following novels:
Throttle Me by Chelle Bliss: http://amzn.to/1ApcSSD
Bait by M. Mabie: http://amzn.to/1BOmGWh
Stolen Course by Aly Martinez: http://amzn.to/19izRG5
The Book Boyfriend Series by Erin Noelle: http://amzn.to/18FkmHr
Incandescent by River Savage: http://amzn.to/1oBLBCP
No Strings Attached by Hilary Storm: http://amzn.to/1HExFrn
Unforgettable by Shantel Tessier: http://amzn.to/18FbYHY
Unspeakable Truths by Alice Tribue: http://amzn.to/1tQ9y2D
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EXCERPT FIGHTING SILENCE "That wasn't yours to take away," he exploded into the otherwise silent night. His words echoed off the surrounding buildings, each wave slicing me to the quick all over again. "That was our place. Not yours." His voice cracked right alongside my heart. "Yeah, well, there was a lot of stuff that wasn't yours to take either." I held his gaze, desperately trying to be strong, but as his eyes grew wide, I whimpered. His long legs strode forward, stopping only inches away from me. He was crowding me, but he still leaned in closer to my face. "There is nothing in this world that was ever more mine than you," he stated. Though it was the absolute truth, I wished with all my heart that it were a lie. "Till," I cried, swiping the tears from my eyes. "Why!" he shouted, causing his muscles to tense under the force. "Goddamn it! I needed that place." Porch lights flashed on from the surrounding apartments, illuminating not only the dark but also my rage. I shoved my hands into his chest. "What about what I needed? You left! I waited in that fucking apartment for weeks." He didn't budge, but my bare feet slipped, sending me toward the ground. Impossibly fast, Till's hand snaked out and caught my arm. I didn't let his chivalrous gesture douse my fire. I had six months’ worth of words to say to the man I was irrevocably in love with. "You took what you wanted. Then you left me." "Doodle," he whispered. I had been perilously close to the edge of insanity, and with one single word, he’d pushed me over. I lost it completely. Pounding my fists against his chest, I screamed at the top of my lungs, "It's Eliza! My name is fucking Eliza! Not Doodle!" I spun to march away, but Till's arms folded around me, lifting me off my feet to restrain me. I was miniscule compared to him. There was no use in fighting, but I still kicked my legs, irrationally desperate to get away from him—but only because I knew I couldn't keep him for forever. "Stop it!" he growled into my ear. "I know your Goddamn name—probably better than I know my own." SYNOPSIS Sound is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the clarity fades into silence, it's the obscure background noise that you would give anything to hold on to? I've always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn’t hear her voice. You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one. They both happened anyway. Now, I'm on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life. Fighting for my career. Fighting the impending silence. Fighting for her. Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her. I think that's the sound I'll miss the most. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side. After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads EXCERPT #1 Fighting Silence *Sexy Excerpt* “Hi.” I stood up off the bed as he started climbing through the window. His eyes went wide when he saw me, causing him to momentarily lose his balance on the windowsill and go crashing to the floor. “God. Damn,” he cursed as he rose to his feet while taking in my new wardrobe. “You… I…um…” His hand went to his lip. He was rooted in place only a few steps away, but his eyes traveled over every inch of my body and back again. Till was speechless. I had never felt so empowered in my life. “Are you okay?” I feigned concern as I slowly approached. “Not even close,” he told my breasts, making me giggle. After sliding a hand under the edge of his T-shirt, I raked a fingernail over each of his abs before dipping it into the waistband of his jeans. “I’m sore today,” I announced, closing the distance between us. My breasts were pressed against him, but he still hadn’t even attempted to touch me yet. I had plans to remedy that. I smirked then stood up on my tiptoes, kissing the base of his neck. “Make me sore for tomorrow too.” At the last second, I darted my tongue out to the hollow dip at the base of his neck. It was meant to tease him, but as the taste of his skin hit my tongue, I was flooded with memories of taking more of him in my mouth. The moan escaped before I’d even felt it coming. A loud rumble shook his chest, but that was the only warning I received. Suddenly, I was off my feet and sailing through the air. Just as I landed on the bed, Till crashed on top of me. His mouth roughly landed on mine. “Tell me we can’t do this again,” he demanded as his hands found my breasts. “We’re definitely doing this again.” I arched into him. “It’s gonna get so messy, Eliza. Please.” He groaned as I reached into the front of his jeans. “I’m okay with messy,” I breathed, guiding his hand from my breast and into my panties. “Fuuuuuck” he cursed when he discovered just how thorough I’d been with the razor earlier. His finger pressed inside me as his body traveled down the bed and settled between my legs, stripping my panties off during his descent. He added another finger in a less than gentle but overwhelmingly intoxicating, rhythm. “Tell me to stop, Eliza. We can’t do this again.” He grazed his teeth on the inside of my thigh. “We’re already doing it.” “Tell me to stop.” “No.” “It’s going to ruin us.” “If you don’t stop talking, you’re going to ruin this.” “I’m serious.” He kissed the inside of my other thigh, his fingers never faltering in their steady pace. “So am I. Stop trying to talk yourself out of this while your fingers are buried inside me.” I threaded a hand into his hair and gave it a gentle tug. “Goddammit. Tell me to stop!” he demanded one last time, but his fingers sped before twisting in the most delicious way. I decided to give him what he wanted, but only because I knew he wouldn’t follow through. “Stop.” I rolled my hips forcing him even deeper. “Well, it’s too fucking late now.” I would have laughed, but his mouth sealed over my clit and stole my breath, words, thoughts, and orgasm. My body shook as he pushed me higher even while I was falling. It shouldn’t have worked like that, but whatever voodoo magic Till Page was working with that night was all right with me. He didn’t stop swirling his tongue until I used his hair to pry his mouth away. “Too much!” I cried. He looked up with a wickedly proud grin. His hand disappeared, and seconds later, his cock replaced it. Pre-order Fighting Silence Amazon US RELEASE DATE: February 23rd, 2015 BLURB Sound is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the clarity fades into silence, it's the obscure background noise that you would give anything to hold on to? I've always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn’t hear her voice. You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one. They both happened anyway. Now, I'm on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life. Fighting for my career. Fighting the impending silence. Fighting for her. Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her. I think that's the sound I'll miss the most. ABOUT THE AUTHOR Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side. After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads Title: Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined, #3) Author: Aly Martinez Release Date: November 10, 2014 Genre: Contemporary Romance Goodreads SYNOPSIS Seven years ago, my life changed forever. One accident and the person I saw in the mirror no longer resembled the woman I used to be. I was lost and confused inside my own body. I felt alone and disconnected from the world, carrying the incredible weight of guilt and loss that wasn't even mine to harbor. Then fate led me to Leo James. He taught me that crazy could be perfectly normal and it shouldn't hurt to breathe. Don't get me wrong. Leo isn't perfect. He has his own cross to bear, and the truth is, that might be why I fell for him in the first place. But despite everything he does for me, learning to forgive myself is infinitely harder than overlooking the flaws of another. Now, the secrets and lies of our past have begun to dictate our future—threatening to ruin us before we get the chance to try. Perhaps we were cursed from the start. Or maybe, just maybe, the remnants of our fractured lives will fit together to form one whole, where love isn’t questioned and being happy is…well, easy. Can a second broken soul be enough to fill the voids of my own? Or will such scarred pasts prove too much for our love alone to overcome? **Each book in this series can be read as a stand-alone.** ***Purchase Links*** ~Amazon US~Amazon UK~Amazon CA~B&N~ Other books in series
ABOUT THE AUTHOR Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in Chicago, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side. After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life. Social links: Goodreads Amazon |
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