Thursday, April 30, 2015

TRULY MADLY DEEPLY vol.3 is now LIVE!


TRULY MADLY DEEPLY, vol. 3
is now LIVE!

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Synopsis:

What if your soul mate was taken?

When Kat shows up to fill in as a counselor for a week, Maddy’s actress skills are put to the test. Maybe things would be bearable if Logan wasn’t ignoring her as well. But it’s apparently Logan’s distance means he feels something for her, but there’s no chance of finding out what with Little Miss Perfect hanging around. That’s until Maddy uncovers a secret. A secret so huge, Logan could become hers. Only problem is, if Maddy tells him, he’ll think she’s in it for her own selfish reasons. But left to chance, he might not find out until it’s too late.

Secrets. Lies. Summer Camp



Excerpt #2 (See excerpt #1 here)
Once I get to my room, Sophie and Jordan are hanging out on her bed, listening to music and reading my magazines.

“Hey,” I say.

They look up and give me fake smiles. Neither appears like they’ll be leaving anytime soon.

I shrug and leave defeated, resigned to sleep in my car if I have to. Logan is standing on the porch with our book in his hand.

“I, uh… was hoping you’d want to read.”

I smile, ready to accept when Joe’s warning comes to mind. “I’d love to, but I’m so tired. I was going to go to my car and sleep.”

“Your car?”

“The wonder twins have taken over my room.”

“Oh, right.” He looks upward to my window. “Why don’t you sleep at my place?”

I blink at him for a moment. “Are you serious?”

“What? It’s decent, I promise.”

“No, it’s not that.” I stare at his dimples for a moment, confused at how friendly he’s being. I want to trust him, but I’m afraid he’ll get scared and ditch me again. “Who took Logan and left you?”

He smirks. “Oh, come on.”

I give him a helpless look.

“Okay, okay. I deserved that. Quit the third degree.” He pulls my hand and drags me forward. “You look like you’re about to fall over.”

Within minutes, I’m curled up in his bed, enveloped by his scent on his sheets and pillow. My secret wish is that we can fast forward everything so he’s free to slide in next to me.

“You good?” he asks in a husky voice.

“Yeah,” no. Why don’t I have the balls to just ask for what I want?

‘Cause he’ll just hurt you again’, I hear my protective voice say.

I close my eyes and anticipate the door to close. Instead, I hear him settle in. Pages of the book turn every so often. Is he reading? Knowing his eyes might be on me, I can’t settle down, yet I can’t look either.


Wrought with curiosity, I peek through my eyelashes. He’s sitting on the floor next to the bed, his back to me. Then the guilt pours in. I need to tell him. I should tell him. I’d want to know. But I don’t, I can’t. 

I just pretend to be asleep, and listen to the pages turn, wishing and praying that somehow the truth will come out, and that he’ll eventually be mine.

SWITCH EPISODE 2 is now LIVE


SWITCH, Episode 2.2
is now LIVE!

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Synopsis:

Forty-five years ago, the government unleashed a deadly virus. Those who were wealthy and wanted were given a vaccine. The rest died. Everyone was told the virus created zombies. It was all a hoax.

Twenty-two years ago, a small group of blue-eyed people saw the government for what it was and escaped Brighton to save their lives.

Eighteen years ago, my future-self switched me at birth.

A month ago, my future-self had my future-husband kidnap me.

Two weeks ago, I time traveled for the first time.

A week ago, I accidentally brought back the zombie virus.

Yesterday, my future-husband was infected.

Today, if I don’t find the cure, I’ll lose him and all hope for humanity.

Excerpt from Chapter Five:


The doors slid open, and Dad turned from his equipment and removed his glasses. He dismissed my guide, and then smiled at me. “You look lovely.”

I blew out a breath, relieved to see him working on the blood sample. On the adjoining counter, the contents of my backpack were strewn about, including the box of condoms. My cheeks burned.
“I can explain those.”

Dad’s shoulders slumped. “Abby. I’m concerned.”

“I’m not sleeping with him. I… it was just in there by mistake.” I crossed the room and stuffed them back into the bag. “I promise.”

He frowned. “You were running away with him, weren’t you?”

“No, Dad.” How did I explain the vastness of this problem, that it had nothing to do with a boy, but over being blackmailed and threatened? “I was running for my life.”

“What? No one here is out to get you.”

“Dad, we can talk about that later. You have to work on the cure. I need it, like… today.”

He walked closer and pushed my hair behind my ear. “I know you feel responsible, pumpkin, but you don’t have to anymore.”

I bit my lip, my thoughts interrupted by the soft swish of a brush outside of Dad’s door. This whole time I’d trusted that my dad would be on my side, especially if he saw the EA’s deception. Even still, Kaden’s life was in my hands, and I had to help Dad see that.

“It is my responsibility.”

Dad’s face hardened, as if he read my thoughts. “Kaden is dangerous, Abby.” His voice shifted to a darker tone. “If he’s infected, so be it.”

My voice caught as if the air had been knocked from my lungs. “Kaden was defending himself against a man who threatened to kill me, and our son.”

Dad pulled his head back in shock, then quickly recovered.

“He shot and killed an unarmed man.” Dad gestured to the door. “Did you not see the blood on the floor?”
My stomach clenched as I imagined the scene. But Dad had no idea who the true criminal was. “I know you can’t see why I’d care for someone who’d do that. Declan—”

“The Vice President, you mean.” His voice was icy again.

“The Vice President.” I swallowed down the disdain rising in my throat, sensing that my explanation wasn’t decreasing the tension growing between us. “Kaden did that because he’s been blackmailing us and my future selves since the beginning of Brighton to secure his power, to the point my Compliment had no choice but to switch me at birth. The zombie virus is here because of him.”

Dad blinked at me for a moment, speechless, his eyebrows pulled tightly together. Goosebumps broke out on my skin. Was I finally getting through? He had to see we were on the same side.

“That’s quite an accusation.” He shook his head. “I don’t even know who you are anymore.”

My mouth gaped open, and I quickly shut it. A tear trickled down my cheek. How could he believe a man who came from a future timeline, a stranger, over me? “Dad, I’m not lying.”

“Declan came here from the future to save us from this outbreak, Abby. There was nothing deceitful about it.”

“Nothing deceitful? He forced my Compliment to take Kaden and my son here from the future, and threatened their lives if I didn’t cooperate. Does that sound like the actions of someone who doesn’t want to exploit my power?”

“That’s not what he told me.”

“So you think I’m lying to you?”

His eyes narrowed. “No. I think your infatuation over that boy has made it so you can’t see the truth. Even still, he didn’t deserve to be murdered in cold blood.” Dad swallowed as a tear glistened in his eye.
Kaden was right. My father did refuse to see. Then the rotting corpse of the Vice President, locked in his office, came to mind. If Dad wouldn’t make a cure for Kaden, maybe he’d make one for his zombie friend.

“He’s not quite dead,” I said quietly.

“What do you mean?”

“I have someone you could test the cure on. We have to go to his office.”

“What are you talking about?” His brow creased.

“The Vice President is in there,” along with the diary, which could also give clues to a cure.

“No, Abigail. It’s time to stop this. I’m taking you home.” He took my hand.

“No.” I pulled away from him. “As the Oracle, I have a responsibility to my people.”

He covered his DOD watch, then leaned forward. His gaze darted to my wrists. “Don’t ever admit that,” he whispered. “Ever.”

“What? Why?”

His nostrils flared. “If people found out, they’d mob you for information. You wouldn’t be able to live here anymore, not in public with your family.”

I looked into the eyes of the only man I’d ever known to be my father. My eyes lost focus for a minute. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t play it safe and pretend I belonged. “It’s too late. I can’t stay here in Brighton with you and Mom anymore anyway. We need to get out while we still can.”

“That’s crazy talk. Just tell people you were doing it for attention. Please… for me and your mother…” His eyes bore into mine, pleading. “You may not be ours by blood, but we love you like you are.”

I closed my eyes, wanting with all my might to say yes to his request. But I knew I couldn’t. Kaden needed a cure.

“Our perfect world is collapsing. It’s over, Dad.” I pointed to his watch. “And that is just a tool to control you. Why are you still wearing it?”

He yanked his head backward. “This is the only thing keeping our world from collapsing. With it, we’ve been able to find and stop the… undead.” He released his grip of his DOD watch. “Wasn’t there one with your clothes?”

I stared at the glowing blue numbers that ticked downward to a date in the future thirty years from now. I’d been such a slave to mine in the past. Living without it had released me from fear, and given me confidence. “I bet that it’s not even tied to your future. Even if I put one on, I’m a Glitch, remember? My DOD has been nothing but a lie. I bet everyone’s is.”

Dad placed his hand on my arm to console me. “You can’t lose hope.”

A vision of my dad ripped through my head, of his younger self covered in blood and laying dead on the ground in his lab coat. I screamed, and pulled away.

“Abigail?”

My body trembled as the vision faded.

“What’s wrong?”

My lips moved, but nothing came out for a few seconds. “You… dead,” I finally said.

“Abby, you’ve been traumatized by all of this. We need to get you home.”

I moved backward, forced to make an impossible choice. If that was the future, then Jeff was about to die. I had to find him now. “If you won’t find a cure, then I’ll have to ask a Jeff who will.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“My father from the past.”

Dad’s jaw hardened. “He’s not your father.”

“You’re not the father I thought you were either.”

He latched onto my arm. “Enough of this. We’re going.”

“No, Dad. I can’t. I’m sorry.”

I couldn’t watch him grasp at our old way of life any longer. Kaden needed a cure. Everyone did.

I pulled myself free, and closed my eyes, willing the familiar weightlessness to overtake me, the one that happened only during time travel.

At the pop, I opened my eyes and found myself surrounded by darkness.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Truly Madly Deeply, Vol. 3. Sneak Peak Scene






Excerpt from Chapter Two

Once the lunch meal is over, I heft the money till and my cup of ice tea, and head for the snack shack early so I can stock the new inventory we just received. I’ve made up my mind to avoid Logan, too, since he’s also being an asshat.

“Here, let me help you.” Kat comes alongside me from nowhere and grabs my ice tea. She’s wearing an off the shoulder number with a bustier accentuating the cleavage I know God didn’t give her.

“Wow,” I say before I can help myself.

“Oh, this?” She laughs. “Logan and I were pirates for Halloween last year, and this outfit was just perfect for the camp theme, don’t you think?”

“Explains his blue striped pants.” I giggle softly, remembering how he blew out the crotch.

She tilts her head. “Blue stripped pants?”

“Oh… must have been a skit closet special.” I bite my lip. “Thanks for your help.”

“Don’t mention it.” She leans against the doorframe, looking around the place like there are secrets written on the walls. “Now this job must be cake. You really scored.”

I grit my teeth and restock the candy holders on the shelf and counter. Is she serious? “Yeah, it’s okay. Nice of you to be able to fill in for Kitty.”

“I feel so bad for her. We were besties at camp. Crazy how it worked out, huh? I didn’t think I could swing it, considering.” She stops and looks solemnly out the window for a second. “But since I’m friends with my boss’ family, they were cool with it.”

I try not to look surprised that she’s friends with people who own resorts. “What do you do there?”

“I work with the kids. The tips are amazing.”

Of, course they are. “Then you’ll have your work cut out for you this week.”

“Naw. My girls are super sweet.” She gestures to them as they are lying out by the pool. “Easier than the club kids. You know.” She rubs her fingertips together. “Money.”

“I wouldn’t know,” I wanted to say, but don’t. I nod instead, hoping she’s not really here to confront me on the biotch incident.

“Well, thanks again,” I say as a hint.

One week. That’s all I need to endure until I get Ms. Perfect and her diamond ring out of my life.

“Yeah…” She starts to leave, then turns. “Sorry about everything with your ex. What a douche canoe. I hope you told him where to stick it.”

My hands freeze for a second. I turn to her. “Logan told you?”

She chuckles, and then studies her engagement ring. “Of course. He tells me everything.”

Well, not everything, or this conversation would have gone down a lot differently. Though I should be touched by her sentiment, I feel sideswiped that Logan said something. That is my private business.

“I wanted to punch his lights out for hitting you.”

The air feels yanked from my lungs. “He didn’t hit me.”

“Oh,” She gives me a patronizing smile, like some kind of secret confirmation that she knows I’m lying. “Good thing he’s out of your life.” Her smile grows.

My heart pounds. I can’t tell if this conversation is a passive-aggressive warning, or if she’s just being sincere. Even still, I feel bad for my jealousy when all she’s been is nice while I covet her boyfriend. Was this how Allie felt when she tried to be my friend, but was falling for my boyfriend?

I gesture to Kat’s ring. “Congrats. You two make a great couple.”

“Oh, thanks.” She holds out her hand. “Though we’ve talked about getting married this whole time, he totally surprised me with his grandmother’s ring. We’re young, I know, but when you know, you know, right?”

“Yeah.” I swallow hard and slide the service window open for some fresh air. Anything to stop the salt she’s rubbing in my aching heart.

Logan saunters around the far end of the pool in his pirate vest and swim trunks, taking the long way as if to purposely avoid any close contact with me, frustrating me even further. He can deny his feelings all he wants, but we both know there’s something between us, and Kat can’t be his perfect soul mate.


Confessing to her that we almost kissed burns on my tongue, but I don’t dare say anything for fear it’ll backfire. I want Logan to choose me of his own accord, not from any manipulation on my part. But that will never happen—ever—and I have to come to grips with reality before I accidentally start a counterattack, or go insane.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

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Thursday, March 26, 2015

NEW RELEASE UPDATES

COMING IN APRIL


TRULY MADLY DEEPLY, vol. 3
Genre: New Adult Romance

What if your soul mate was taken?

When Kat shows up to fill in as a counselor for a week, Maddy’s actress skills are put to the test. Maybe things would be bearable if Logan wasn’t ignoring her as well. But it’s apparently Logan’s distance means he feels something for her, but there’s no chance of finding out what with Little Miss Perfect hanging around. That’s until Maddy uncovers a secret. A secret so huge, Logan could become hers. Only problem is, if Maddy tells him, he’ll think she’s in it for her own selfish reasons. But left to chance, he might not find out until it’s too late.

Secrets. Lies. Summer Camp



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SWITCH, Episode 2.2
Genre: YA Dystopian/Sci Fi

Forty-five years ago, the government unleashed a deadly virus. Those who were wealthy and wanted were given a vaccine. The rest died. Everyone was told the virus created zombies. It was all a hoax.

Twenty-two years ago, a small group of blue-eyed people saw the government for what it was and escaped Brighton to save their lives.

Eighteen years ago, my future-self switched me at birth.

A month ago, my future-self had my future-husband kidnap me.

Two weeks ago, I time traveled for the first time.

A week ago, I accidentally brought back the zombie virus.

Yesterday, my future-husband was infected.


Today, if I don’t find the cure, I’ll lose him and all hope for humanity.

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Sunday, March 15, 2015

Truly Madly Deeply, vol. 2 -- Releases March 19th #newadult

TRULY MADLY DEEPLY, VOL. 2
Genre: New Adult
Release: March 19, 2015

Secrets. Lies. Summer Camp.

Maddy’s control is slipping between her fingers. Trapped in a web of lies, she has to hide her true feelings about Logan. When Gage shows up for a surprise visit, things get explosive, but unless Maddy has the guts to tell the truth and risk exposing everything, she may be out of more than just a job. 

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