Monday, April 29, 2013

Abel (5th Street #4) Cover reveal and Giveaway!

Here it is folks! 

Cover reveal of 

Abel (5th Street #4)
Coming later this year! 

Credit: Cover Artist Stephanie Mooney

No blurb yet but the FULL prologue has been posted on my blog for a while now. If you haven't read it yet here is the link go read it now. Just be prepared for the steam. =)   

Also as promised another extra excerpt (takes place a bit later in the story) Enjoy!  
Disclaimer: Details subject to change in rewrites.

The sound coming from Nellie’s phone again woke them both. Abel had actually woken up a few hours prior when it had beeped a few times. Now it was ringing. He’d almost snuck out earlier while she slept soundly as he had all the other times. She hadn’t even stirred from the phone beeping. But he got caught up watching Nellie sleep. He knew now he must’ve dozed off again because the last thing he remembered was lying back on the pillow to gaze at that peaceful very content expression on her face.
Not missing the surprised double take she did when she realized he was still in bed with her, Abel smirked, watching her reach for her phone. The second she glanced at the screen, she sat up quickly.
“Shit! Is that the right time?”
“Long exhausting nights will do that to you.” Abel didn’t even try to hide the immense satisfaction the very thought gave him. Bringing his hands behind his head in no hurry at all to get going, he smiled smugly. In fact, he couldn’t think of anything better than sticking around and going a few more rounds with Nellie. “But it’s Saturday, so it’s okay to sleep in, right?”
Nellie’s phone rang again, and already she was making her way off of the bed. “Yeah, but I’m supposed to meet someone this morning.” Grabbing the barely there short robe from the chair next to her bed, she flung it around her and held her hand up to Abel, while clicking the screen on her phone and bringing it to her ear before he could ask who she was meeting. “Logan? I’m so sorry. I’m running really late, but I can meet you in like forty minutes?”
In direct contrast to how fast he felt his insides warm, Abel sat up slowly, staring at her. He’d had a feeling from day one that if it ever came down to it that he might be a little bothered to hear about her with someone else. It was to be expected, right? Human nature. But he hadn’t expected to feel what he was feeling now.
“Oh, The Country Kitchen sounds delish. Their breakfasts are huge and I’m starving actually.”
He continued to stare at her feeling a bit of curiosity and something else as she rummaged through her drawers. This had to be business. No way was she jumping out of bed with him to go meet another guy for breakfast. Sure they had an unspoken understanding—no fucking demands and all that shit—but he’d been certain Nellie had more class than this. Was she really chatting it up with another dude while he was still lying naked in her bed listening to her?
The rest of her conversation was even more frustrating. The guy was obviously doing most of the talking because she wasn’t saying much more than “uh huh,” so she wasn’t giving him much more to go on about who this Logan guy was.
The choice of clothes she laid out on the bed as she continued with her call only made his insides warmer. Instead of a business suit like the ones that drove him nuts, she laid out a pair of jeans and casual knit top. As off-putting as the idea of her wearing a sexy skirt suit to go meet Logan at the Country Kitchen was, it would’ve at least meant this was for sure a business meeting, not a casual breakfast date with a guy.
He’d gotten out of bed himself now and watched as she brought out the big sexy wedge sandals from her closet. She finally hung up just as he’d finished pulling on his pants. He stared at her as he buttoned his fly, doing his best to keep his cool. If he blew up now, this whole thing could come to an end, as he’d known it would from the beginning, but he didn’t know if he was ready to end this just yet.
“I’m sorry,” she explained, still rushing around the room. “I don’t mean to run out on you like this, but if I’d have known you’d still be here this morning, I could’ve cancelled this last night.” She paused her rushing for a moment to glance at him a bit uneasy. “I just assumed, you know, like all the other times . . .” She looked away before she added the last comment. “That you’d be gone when I woke.”
Swallowing hard, he took in a slow breath. No way was he going to blow this. He knew he was walking on a tightrope. One wrong move and he could go down head first or worse. He could do the very thing they’d both said they wouldn’t do, and the tightrope could snap altogether, leaving no possibility of climbing back on. But he had to ask. “Who’s Logan?”

If you haven't already add Abel to your GoodReads "To Read" shelf HERE! 

When will Abel be released? 
Later this year is all I can commit to for now. But as always I will continue to update you and you can come here and check the progress bar on the top right hand corner. I try to update it daily *whispers* but sometimes I have such a long day in the cave when it's quitting time I forget.   

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I will choose 5 winners to win
A choice of ANY one of my signed books!
1 winner of a Amazon $25 gift card
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Sunday, April 7, 2013

Romero celebration this week! Interview, GIVEAWAY's and bonus scene!!!

In celebration of reaching over 50k + sales of Romero I'm doing a very temporary price cut this week only! So if you haven't already read his story grab it now for only $.99 cents!!


But there's MORE!! Tune in this Tuesday as Romero makes brave Judy from Judy's Jumbles  blush as she asks the tough questions about Izzy, and a sore subject for him--his temper. Yikes!

And did someone say bonus scene? 
***Spoiler Alert!***
For those who haven't read Romero you may want to wait until you have to read this. This is a BIG scene from the book only now you get to be in Romero's head as it unfolds!
Speaking of temper. For those of you who've read Romero. You remember the scene at Charles birthday party where Romero loses it? We were in Isabel's head the whole time. We know he was incensed but would you like to see what was really going through his head? Here is the beginning of the scene in his head. I'll post the bonus scene in it's entirety later this week! And I just want to add. I'd forgotten how fun it is to write Romero. =)

Watch how quickly he goes from 

Disclaimer: These are two completely different models. Neither of which represent or endorse  Romero in ANY way. Just giving you a visual. ;) 


For the first few minutes of Isabel's dance with her father Romero watched solemnly. She was upset at him and though he couldn't really blame her... He stopped with that thought and pulled the front of  his shirt to his nose. Fuck. He did reek of Cici's perfume. His only consolation was that as soon as he gave her the ring and explained everything she'd understand.  Izzy had to understand Cici had nothing on her. No girl did. Lately he was beginning to think he couldn't even breathe without her. That's why he'd got her the ring. It symbolized just how serious he was about her and how much she meant to him. He wouldn't freak her out and call it an engagement ring but he did want her to know she was everything to him now.
The laughter he'd been hearing from the bar where Michael hung out with the other Navy guys erupted again. Romero glanced back slowly at them, his jaw tightly clenched. The guy had very obviously looked his way earlier and Romero had stared him down until the asshole looked away. Isabel said her sister didn't have any ulterior motives inviting Michael here tonight—the guy she'd once tried setting her up with. But Romero knew better. Pat always had ulterior motives when it came to this shit and he put nothing past her ass.
Michael wasn't at the bar anymore. Taking a swig of his beer Romero glanced around the room and noticed a photographer snapping photos of Izzy and her soon-to-be Mayor father on the dance floor. Just past them he saw Pat and Charles talking to what appeared to be a reporter. He closed his eyes for a moment the reality of just how different his and Isabel's lives were, sinking in. But he reminded himself that she'd assured him more than once now that it wasn't an issue for her. That's all that should matter.
Alex nudged him. "I heard they called the cops on your uncles again."
That snapped Romero out of his ominous mood and he laughed. "Yeah the old hag next door who always has a hair up her ass came over and asked Manny to move his car again. She hates it when he parks in front of her house." He laughed again. "And you know Manny he had a few choice words for her. So she called the cops."
Alex laughed now with him. "Sal said she tried to press charges on Max, too."
Romero had begun to take another swig of his beer and nearly spit that out laughing again. "Yeah well, she can't stand either one of them. So in the middle of her and Manny going at it on the front porch, Max drives up. He gets out of his car and walks up to them, tells her, her ass don't look so big in them shorts and then asks her out." He had Alex laughing as hard as he did when he first heard the story from his uncles a few days prior. "She wanted him arrested for sexual harassment."
He glanced up and noticed Isabel and her dad weren't on the dance floor anymore. Still laughing he did a quick scan and then saw her standing with Michael across the room—just the two of them. Instantly his humorous mood was sucked out of him. Like a car coming to a screeching stop so did the sound in the room as his eyes met with Isabel's. Michael moving in closer to her had him putting his beer down. She turned to Michael with a sweet smile as the fucker leaned into her face with a purpose. With that Romero was on his feet pushing his chair back.
He heard Alex ask him something but the blood already thrumming loudly in his ears drowned everything out. He did however hear Valerie's louder  more anxious words as he began walking toward Isabel and Michael fists already clenched.
"Oh shit, Alex. You better go with him."

As if just seeing this guy move in so close to his Izzy wasn't enough to get his insides boiling as he charged toward them a little fast now, Michael added to it by putting his arm around her shoulder.

"Be cool, Romero," Alex warned.  Romero didn't even know was right behind him. "Don't do anything you're gonna regret. He's probably drunk."
Staring at Micheal's arm on Izzy, Romero couldn't even respond to that. Every step he took closer to them his searing insides felt ready to blow. Reminding himself where he was he tried desperately to calm himself as he neared them “Isabel, what the hell’s going on?”

Both she and Michael along with everyone else within hearing distance turned to look at him. The look on the assholes face a little too smug when their eyes met. "She's venting," Michael said before Isabel could respond. "Can you give us a moment?"
That was the first explosion that went off inside him and Romero responded accordingly without any care about where they were now. "Fuck no! I won't give you a moment with her." He turned to Isabel confused. "What are you venting about?"  
"Us," she snapped and he realized she was still mad.
But... "You're telling to this asshole about us?"
"Hey, watch your language," Michael said and just as Romero turned to look at the fucker he saw him adjust his arm on Izzy's shoulder pulling her even closer to him.
The second bomb inside him went off and Romero spoke through his teeth now the noise in the room nothing but a buzz except for his own words and what this guy had just said. "Get your fucking hands off her."
"Maybe she wants them there."
Never in his life had he wanted to rip someone's face off like he did at that moment but he turned to Isabel for a second. Had she really been venting to this guy about them? Seeing the tears in her eyes now only heightened the intensity of the inferno inside him ready to combust. She tried loosening Micheal's arm  but he didn't let her. In the next second he heard  Izzy's two words. "Michael stop." Then he heard nothing.
Any and all noise in the room ceased instantly. The rage he felt was so overpowering he didn't even remember landing the initial punches. And no matter how hard he landed the next ones on Micheal's already bloodied face they weren't hard enough. Pummeling him with blow after blow to his nose, eyes, even his ear when Michael turned his head all of which had blood splattering in every direction each time, it wasn't enough.
He hadn't even noticed there were people trying to pull him off Michael until he hooked someone in the nose as he cocked his arm back to land another solid strike to Micheal's mouth. Feeling things  crunch on Micheal's face every time he landed another hit should've been satisfaction enough but it wasn't. Romero wanted more and even as big as Alex was who'd finally pulled him off Michael the adrenaline running through Romero's still enraged insides he almost managed to free himself form Alex's hold.
Suddenly pushed up against the wall by several cops the red haze of rage began to cease as the reality of what was happening sunk in. He could make out what some people were saying including a bunch of shit Michael was yelling about wanting Romero arrested.
Once handcuffed the cops pulled him roughly along and Romero's eyes met with Isabel's disapproving dad's eyes just as Michael yelled out more bullshit about a loser like him had blown his only chance with someone like Isabel.
Hearing Isabel's voice when she yelled at Michael to shut up had him clenching his teeth. He couldn't even look at her at that moment. Then came Micheal's next statement.
“Sweetheart, I’m just agreeing with what you said. Your future with him was uncertain.”
Now Romero glanced at Isabel's tear stricken face. He had to. Did she really think that? Was she really uncertain about their future? Her apologetic expression said it all. She had begun to doubt a future with him was probable. She'd probably been thinking it all along and now Romero had done this and confirmed her doubts.
       Earlier when he'd felt so enraged he might've killed Michael had he not been stopped he didn't think he could ever feel any emotion stronger than the rage that had taken over all his senses so relentlessly. He'd been wrong. He was over the rage already. But the pain of knowing he'd just lost Izzy was so overwhelming he knew it was something he'd never get over.   

You want more of whats going on in Romero's head? Go read the exclusive interview with Romero on Judy's Jumbles!  

We have WINNERS!!!!

First of all let me thank you all for sharing the promo! This was a HUGE success and SO much fun!! 
For those of you who didn't win this time I can assure you I have MANY more promo's coming REAL soon so stayed tune! Now for the randomly chosen winners here is the list! 

The three winners of the signed copies of Romero are:
Denice Mae Cordero
Aleksandra @MissLexieA   

Winner of a $25 Amazon card:
Amanda Lindig

Winner of $25 B&N card:


Please email me @ EliReyesBooks(at)yahoo(dot)com

Congrats to all of you! And thanks again for your participation!!! <3 font=""> 

Oh and just for fun! Speaking of sharing (which ironically Romero does NOT do *snort!*) Thank you Christina for sharing your vision of Romero.