Monday, 23 June 2014

***Promo Event***The Fall of January Cooper By .Audrey Bell



Title: The Fall of January Cooper
Author: Audrey Bell
Age group: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance


Synopsis:
How do you lose everything?

Ask January Cooper.

She was the daughter of a Dallas multimillionaire, the debutante of the year, and the girl most likely to get whatever she wanted.

But when her father is arrested for securities fraud, the girl who had everything starts to lose everything. And once she starts falling, she can't seem to stop.

When she walks into Christian Cutlass's bar, she meets the first person who sees all the way through her. And Christian Cutlass meets the first girl who doesn't care about who he used to be and what he lost one night when he was nineteen years old.

She's gorgeous and hurt. He's twisted in too many ways to count. She's the girl with nothing left to lose. He was the boy who lost everything he lived for.

How do you lose everything? You start by falling.


Excerpt:

She shrugged and let go and I walked towards the cramped bathroom to change.

I heard her follow me inside as I was pulling off my shirt to step into the shower.

"So, what would you want? You know? In a girl?" she said softly.

“I’m too fucked up to even know,” I whispered back at her.

“Well, say you weren’t too fucked up for it,” she said. “I don’t think you are. Pretend that you believe me.” 

I didn't turn around to look at her. I stared at the peeling paint on the bathroom door, feeling her eyes as much as the cool breeze on my back. I shrugged. "I've got no clue." I smiled. "Someone who would run away with me, I guess. That's all I've ever really wanted to do. Run away. Live by the water, have a couple kids, not worry about...everything. Just feel…less alone. Less complicated." I rubbed the back of my head and turned around and caught the sad look on her face. "Come on. Don't look at me like that. It’s a fantasy. I’m not holding out for it, January.”

She nodded. "Right. Yeah." She bit her lip. 

"I'm going to take a shower," I said, nodding at the door.

"Right, right," she said. She chewed on her lip. It was adorable. She took a few steps towards me. I didn't move. She took another step, and I grabbed her waist and kissed her hard. I pushed her up against the wall, almost roughly, and she laughed softly and kissed me hard enough to bruise.

Everything that I touched felt better than I had imagined.

She tilted her head towards mine and I kissed her.

She broke the kiss this time. "Is this a bad idea?"

"Probably."

"Definitely," she whispered, and then she kissed me again.

I lifted her and she wrapped her wiry legs around my waist and I leaned her against the wall and she kissed my throat lightly.

I couldn’t be gentle. I bit at her lip and then down her neck and she made a gasping noise in her throat. I stopped. Pressed my head against her forehead. “January, if you don’t want to do this, you better say so,” I said fiercely.

“I want this,” she breathed.

I threw my head back. The girl was light as a feather and I wanted to hold her forever, my hands wrapped almost all the way around her smooth thighs.

"I want everything,” she whispered. “I could live by the water," she told me. "I could. I could be simple and have a few kids and learn how to fish," she whispered. "I could do that. I would do that with you. I would.”

"January," I said, letting go of her slightly. Letting her slide down a little further on the wall.

"I'm serious," she said fiercely. "I could do those things. I could. I want to.”

The room spun slightly. I want to push her against the bed. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted her to feel like she was mine, and only mine. And she knew it. She saw hunger, desire, something in my eyes, and I saw a flicker of uncertainty lingering behind those clear blue irises.

"What?" she asked me.

She tilted her head against the wall. She seemed deeply vulnerable for a second, her blond hair fanning out from her face, those blue eyes like shining jewels.

I ran a hand up her side. Felt a shiver go through her.

“Don’t say that if you don’t mean it,” I whispered fiercely.

“What if I do?”

I turned with her and God, she just seemed to fit, easy, against me. I pressed her down, onto the bed. I ran the pad of my thumb across her cheek and I kissed her soft lips and she opened her eyes. For a long moment we stared at each other. 

"Christian,” she said softly. “What if I mean it?”

I didn't know what to say and so I didn't say anything. She sat up, after a long moment, and ran a hand through her hair.


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About the Author:
Audrey Bell is a writer living in New York.
Titles include: LOVE SHOW and Carry Your Heart.