We are so excited to be sharing with you the cover
for Alison G. Bailey's new book releasing on June 25th - STOP! Enjoy a sneak
peek below and make sure to enter the giveaway for a beautiful bracelet from
Alison. Enjoy!
Every life has a different path full of sharp turns, smooth
curves, and steep drop offs.
Hollis Murphy has a plan—college, career, boyfriend, love,
marriage, family. A predictable, normal life. She’s on track until an outside
force causes her to crash and burn. They call it an accident, because that’s
the only word they know to explain what happens to her. It helps everyone move
on with their lives, except for Hollis. She holds on to the belief that she’s
been targeted for a reason.
Risher Stevenson is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the
hottest boy Hollis has ever laid eyes on. He fits perfectly into her original
plan for a normal life. Everyone loves him.
Benton Daniels is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the bravest
boy Hollis has ever met. He doesn’t fit into her life but gives it purpose and
makes it extraordinary. Everyone hates him.
One is bullied. One is tormented. All are judged. How will it
STOP?
Release Date: June 25th
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Model: Paige Forsberg
The air was filled with the energy of the
new school year. Hellos, goodbyes, laughter, and questions swirled around me.
New friendships were already being formed and old ones reunited. The pair
of flip flops in front of me moved forward, so I followed. After fifteen minutes
of the shuffle ‘n stop, I reached the check in desk. An older lady with short
salt and pepper hair sat slightly hunched over, partially blocked by a large
stack of thick manila envelopes. Never looking up, she recited a generic
Welcome to Chambers spiel. All the noisy activity made it hard to hear every
little thing the woman said. Her gaze and eyebrows lifted as she stared up at
me.
Terrific, its starting
already.
Not sure what to do, I gave her a weak
smile and waited for instructions.
“Name?” she said, impatiently.
I was so flustered that for a second I’d
forgotten who I was. “Hollis Murphy.”
She scribbled something on a spreadsheet
and handed me a packet with my name and the number two hundred ten typed out on
sticker, which I assumed was my room.
In a flat bored voice, she said,
“Everything you need to know is in the packet. Should you have any additional
questions or needs after reading the information, please ask your RA. Have a
productive semester. Next!”
Clutching the envelope to my chest, my gaze
shifted back down, and I walked quickly out into the hall.
As I turned the corner, a loud deep “woot!”
jerked my attention down the hall. I took one step before crashing full force
into something solid and warm. I stumbled back, dropping the envelope. When my
balance returned, my gaze shot up to see a gray T-shirt with cut off sleeves,
stretched across broad shoulders. Glancing down in search of my envelope, I
couldn’t help but spot the narrow hips and round ass covered in black basketball
shorts. As I squatted to pick up the envelope, a tanned forearm came into view.
My gaze roamed up to find the arm was covered in bulging muscles.
“Oh god, I’m so…sor..ry,” I stammered, my
cheeks heating with embarrassment.
“Here ya go,” a deep voice said.
As I reached for the envelope, my gaze
inadvertently shot up to the warmest green eyes ever created. His dark brown
hair was cut short on the sides, longer on top, and tousled. The perfect amount
of scuff peppered his strong jawline with deep dimples framing a sexy lopsided
smile. The air was immediately sucked from my lungs. He wasn’t just hot, he was
boy band hot.
A deep chuckle drifted down before I
realized he had stood up and was extending his hand to me.
Oh boy! I get to touch
him!
I slipped my hand into his and felt an
immediate jolt of electricity. The muscles in his arm twitched.
He felt it too.
“Thank you,” I said, as he helped me up.
“I’m Risher Stevenson.”
He was actually introducing
himself to me.
It had become automatic for me not to look
directly at anyone, especially a stranger. Usually, I’d angle my head down and
to the right in order to hide the messed up side of my face. But, those green
eyes locked me in place.
“Hollis Murphy.”
“Nice to meet you Hollis Murphy.”
“Sorry again about running into you. I need
to do a better job at watching where I’m going.”
The tip of his tongue slipped between his
lips before they formed into a slight smirk. Just as he was about to speak his
name came barreling down the hallway.
“Rish! Get your ass down here. We’ve got a
ton of boxes to haul in.” A blonde haired guy stood at the end of the hall.
“I gotta go finish helping my friends move
in.”
I nodded.
Risher took three steps before turning back
toward me. “Don’t do too good of a job.”
My eyebrows squished together in confusion.
“At watching where you’re going. I hate to
think I won’t get rump bumped again.”
He tossed me a wink before jogging away.
I Sasquatched those shoulders, those hips,
and that ass all the way down the hall.
Alison was born and raised in Charleston, SC. She attended
Winthrop University and graduated with a major in Theater. While at school
Alison began writing one-act plays, which she later produced. Her debut novel,
Present Perfect, landed on Amazon's Best Seller List and appeared on many
"Best Reads of 2013" Book Blogs. The novel won Best Book at the 2014
Indie Romance Convention Awards. Her second novel, Past Imperfect, was
published in February of 2014 and appeared on several best books of 2014 lists
as well. Presently Perfect, the third and final book in The “Perfect” series
was released in Dec 2014 to rave reviews. In March 2015 all the love, swoon,
heat, and angst were combined into the Perfect Series Box Set.
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