BLURRED Release Day & Giveaway!
It's here! It's here! It's finally here! After lots of waiting, BLURRED, the second book in my Kissed by Series hits store shelves today! I can't tell you guys how ridiculously excited I am about this book. Working on this book was an emotional ride for me, and for those of you that have read it know why. In BLURRED we venture into new territory to hear the story of Cash and Anaya. This book and these characters have carved out a special place in my heart. I hope you all love reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. To celebrate I've got a couple of treats for you guys. Below you will find a yummy swoon worthy excerpt from BLURRED and a special release day giveaway! Enter at the raffelcopter below to win a signed paperback collection of all of my books (Perigee Moon, Inbetween, & Blurred). I would also just like to take this opportunity to say thank you! You guys are the reason I write these stories. If it weren't for my incredibly kind and supportive readers none of this would be a reality for me. It would still just be a dream. So thank you! *group hug!*
Cash is haunted by things. Hungry, hollow things. They only leave him alone when Heaven’s beautiful reaper, Anaya, is around. Cash has always been good with girls, but Anaya isn’t like the others. She’s dead. And with his deteriorating health, Cash might soon be as well.
Anaya never breaks the rules, but the night of the fire, she recognized part of Cash’s soul—and doomed him to something worse than death. Cash’s soul now resides in an expired body, making him a shadow walker, a rare, coveted being that can walk between worlds. A being creatures of the underworld would do anything to get their hands on.
The lines between life and death are blurring, and Anaya and Cash find themselves falling helplessly over the edge. Trapped in a world where the living don’t belong, can Cash make it out alive?
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To read the first two chapters for free click here!
Blurred (Kissed by Death, #2): Excerpt
Cash stared down at me, his gaze lingering on my lips. He squeezed my hand and swallowed. “Have you ever wanted something, even knowing you shouldn’t?”Nervous energy washed through me. I should have walked away. From the way he was looking at me. Touching me. But I didn’t. Instead I nodded, unable to look away, and said, “Yes.”I wanted him.The instant I thought it, I wanted to take it back. Needed to take it back. Not because it wasn’t true, but because it was wrong. Cash studied my face for a moment and his eyes flashed with a decision. He started walking, tugging mebehind him toward the parking lot. Only a few empty cars littered the pavement, the gathering from the funeral alreadyhaving moved on to the next destination.“Where are we going?”He pulled me in by my wrist and backed me against the door of his Bronco. In an instant, he was right there, so close to my lips. “It hurts so fucking bad, Anaya.” His voice shattered in a broken whisper. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe we have to live with the hurt forever, but that doesn’t meanwe can’t numb it. Help me forget. Please. I just want to forget for a little while.”His brown eyes swept over me like he was committing every inch of me to memory. If I were still full of blood,I imagine that look would have had me warm all over. I couldn’t help but wonder how many girls he’d looked at like that. He wouldn’t have been looking at me like that if he weren’t decimated and begging for escape.“Cash, I can’t,” I said. Stay calm, Anaya. You don’t care. He’s just a human and you can leave. He has no power overyou. I scooted back, trapping myself against the door. Tryingto inch away from Cash’s heat. His smell. The way his eyeswere looking right through me. The way the tilt of his lipssaid he didn’t want me to go even as the anger behind hisclenched fists said he didn’t want me to stay.“Don’t go,” he said.He took a step closer, effectively erasing the space between us, and pressed his palm against the door behind meto steady himself. His black hair lay in damp spikes againsthis forehead. His eyes looked dark and tortured. He wasso beautiful and sad that it hurt to look at him. God…hedeserved so much more than this.“You don’t want me.”“You have no idea what I want,” he said.“You don’t need me,” I whispered. “You need something any other girl in this town could give you.”His thumb brushed the side of my face and he swallowed. “I don’t want them.”Something inside my chest began to pound. Or maybe it was just the memory of what my body was supposed to do with a boy this close. He leaned in closer and I closed my eyes. This is wrong. This is wrong. I kept repeating the thought, but my body wasn’t listening. Instead it was burning up. Leaning into this boy who was drawing me in with every breath. Cash’s cheek grazed mine, solid and warm, and my knees wobbled. Oh my God. How could he make me feel like this? How could he ignite sensations that had been dead for a thousand years?I couldn’t lose myself to this, no matter how good it felt. Notnow. Not ever.I exhaled, letting go of the corporeality, to step through him, but he stopped me just like he had in the car. Panic flared to life in my chest as my gaze traveled down to hisfingers wrapped around my waist. I focused, trying again, butunder his fingers, I was solid. Flesh. Every brush of his skinon mine was pushing the death out of me and filling me withartificial life.“I want you, Anaya.” I tilted my face up and he took itas an invitation. I gasped as his lips grazed mine, asking for something.“I want your taste in my mouth. I want your heat in myveins.” One of his hands came up to cradle my jaw as he gently kissed my top lip, them my bottom, lingering there thelongest. I whimpered into his mouth and every part of him shook with what I could only guess was restraint. He pressedhis forehead to mine and closed his eyes. “I want it to eraseeverything that’s inside of me right now. Say it’s okay, Anaya.Tell me you want me, too.”
Giveaway!
Enter to win a signed collection of all of Tara Fuller's books(Perigee Moon, Inbetween, & Blurred)
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Cash is haunted by things. Hungry, hollow things. They only leave him alone when Heaven’s beautiful reaper, Anaya, is around. Cash has always been good with girls, but Anaya isn’t like the others. She’s dead. And with his deteriorating health, Cash might soon be as well.Anaya never breaks the rules, but the night of the fire, she recognized part of Cash’s soul—and doomed him to something worse than death. Cash’s soul now resides in an expired body, making him a shadow walker, a rare, coveted being that can walk between worlds. A being creatures of the underworld would do anything to get their hands on.
The lines between life and death are blurring, and Anaya and Cash find themselves falling helplessly over the edge. Trapped in a world where the living don’t belong, can Cash make it out alive?
Amazon B&N Kobo Goodreads
To read the first two chapters for free click here!
Blurred (Kissed by Death, #2): Excerpt
Cash stared down at me, his gaze lingering on my lips. He squeezed my hand and swallowed. “Have you ever wanted something, even knowing you shouldn’t?”Nervous energy washed through me. I should have walked away. From the way he was looking at me. Touching me. But I didn’t. Instead I nodded, unable to look away, and said, “Yes.”I wanted him.The instant I thought it, I wanted to take it back. Needed to take it back. Not because it wasn’t true, but because it was wrong. Cash studied my face for a moment and his eyes flashed with a decision. He started walking, tugging mebehind him toward the parking lot. Only a few empty cars littered the pavement, the gathering from the funeral alreadyhaving moved on to the next destination.“Where are we going?”He pulled me in by my wrist and backed me against the door of his Bronco. In an instant, he was right there, so close to my lips. “It hurts so fucking bad, Anaya.” His voice shattered in a broken whisper. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe we have to live with the hurt forever, but that doesn’t meanwe can’t numb it. Help me forget. Please. I just want to forget for a little while.”His brown eyes swept over me like he was committing every inch of me to memory. If I were still full of blood,I imagine that look would have had me warm all over. I couldn’t help but wonder how many girls he’d looked at like that. He wouldn’t have been looking at me like that if he weren’t decimated and begging for escape.“Cash, I can’t,” I said. Stay calm, Anaya. You don’t care. He’s just a human and you can leave. He has no power overyou. I scooted back, trapping myself against the door. Tryingto inch away from Cash’s heat. His smell. The way his eyeswere looking right through me. The way the tilt of his lipssaid he didn’t want me to go even as the anger behind hisclenched fists said he didn’t want me to stay.“Don’t go,” he said.He took a step closer, effectively erasing the space between us, and pressed his palm against the door behind meto steady himself. His black hair lay in damp spikes againsthis forehead. His eyes looked dark and tortured. He wasso beautiful and sad that it hurt to look at him. God…hedeserved so much more than this.“You don’t want me.”“You have no idea what I want,” he said.“You don’t need me,” I whispered. “You need something any other girl in this town could give you.”His thumb brushed the side of my face and he swallowed. “I don’t want them.”Something inside my chest began to pound. Or maybe it was just the memory of what my body was supposed to do with a boy this close. He leaned in closer and I closed my eyes. This is wrong. This is wrong. I kept repeating the thought, but my body wasn’t listening. Instead it was burning up. Leaning into this boy who was drawing me in with every breath. Cash’s cheek grazed mine, solid and warm, and my knees wobbled. Oh my God. How could he make me feel like this? How could he ignite sensations that had been dead for a thousand years?I couldn’t lose myself to this, no matter how good it felt. Notnow. Not ever.I exhaled, letting go of the corporeality, to step through him, but he stopped me just like he had in the car. Panic flared to life in my chest as my gaze traveled down to hisfingers wrapped around my waist. I focused, trying again, butunder his fingers, I was solid. Flesh. Every brush of his skinon mine was pushing the death out of me and filling me withartificial life.“I want you, Anaya.” I tilted my face up and he took itas an invitation. I gasped as his lips grazed mine, asking for something.“I want your taste in my mouth. I want your heat in myveins.” One of his hands came up to cradle my jaw as he gently kissed my top lip, them my bottom, lingering there thelongest. I whimpered into his mouth and every part of him shook with what I could only guess was restraint. He pressedhis forehead to mine and closed his eyes. “I want it to eraseeverything that’s inside of me right now. Say it’s okay, Anaya.Tell me you want me, too.”
Giveaway!
Enter to win a signed collection of all of Tara Fuller's books(Perigee Moon, Inbetween, & Blurred)
a Rafflecopter giveaway
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