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Friday, April 11, 2014

Cover Reveal & Giveaway: FREED by Lynetta Halat

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Title: Freed (Unlovable, #2)

Author: Lynetta Halat

Release Date: May 5, 2014

Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance

Series: Freed is the conclusion to the Used storyline

Cover Designer: Sommer Stein at Perfect Pear Creative Design

Photographer: Toski Covey Photography

*Synopsis*

Truth. Pain. Freedom. 
An awakening like no other. 
When life is determined to buck you off, dig in and ride hard. 
The bull. The most dangerous lies are the ones we tell ourselves. To survive, I have to face the truth. Easier said than done when it’s not all black and white. There’s the in-between, and this murky void is where I always tend to land. 
The horns. Lies don’t always hurt. My lies protected me, but when they are exposed and I can no longer outrun the many shades of truth, I’ll be in for one hell of a reckoning. 
The ride. From the outside, my life looks like one big adventure after another. But, there is no freedom in anarchy, and that’s the way I’ve lived my life. Until now. Until Ransom. 
Denver Dempsey was a slut for oblivion. Now, she’s a slut for love. And it’s that kind of thinking that got her in trouble in the first place. Ransom awakens Denver in ways she never imagined, but when her true feelings send her reeling, will they catapult her into the arms of Greer—her ex best-friend-with-benefits? After never loving anyone, herself included, she now loves two. One kept her alive. One teaches her how to live. If they didn’t both love her … if hearts weren’t bound to be broken, it would be the stuff dreams are made of.
Will Denver remain locked up in the bullpen, or is she strong enough to open the chute and be freed?
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Excerpt

Bending down in front of me, Ransom taps one foot so that I’ll raise it. He slides one leg of my panties on and then the other before pulling them up to rest just below my skirt. Fixing me with his stare, he grasps my thighs and presses his nose and mouth to my center. My back arches from the wall, but my hands stay where he placed them. “Fuck, you smell good. Good enough to eat, but that can’t happen tonight.”
I whimper low in my throat as he runs his nose and open mouth over the apex of my thighs, placing open-mouthed kisses right where I need him most. My eyelids flutter and close, only to pop back open when he commands, “Eyes on me.” He places a light kiss right over my swollen, begging center. My whole body convulses.
“Nuh, uh,” he chastises, enjoying himself entirely too much. Hooking his fingers in my panties again, he draws them up over my thighs and under my skirt. His calloused fingertips scratch my soft skin even though his touch is gentle. Once he has them in place, he runs his fingertips down the triangle of the fabric ever so slowly, stopping before he reaches my need. Goose bumps make quick work of my body. “I’m addicted to how responsive you are to my touch,” he whispers, planting a hard kiss there this time. A desperate moan wrenches itself from my throat. “And I haven’t even really touched you or tasted you yet. Can you imagine how good we’re going to be together, Denver?”
Swallowing hard, I manage a nod ‘cause that’s rhetorical, right? Ransom slides his hands from under my skirt and skims them up my body to fit his hands around my jaw. He plants a quick kiss on my ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth and nipping at it. “Remember what I said,” he whispers. “No touching yourself. Your orgasms are mine. And when you deserve them, I’ll be the one to give them to you.” I whimper again. “If it helps, I can’t fucking wait, and when I’m stroking myself tonight, it’ll be with your soft moans in my ear, your incredible scent surrounding me, and your delectable body that I’m imagining losing myself in.”
I groan because no, that doesn’t help at all, actually. I bite down on voicing my frustration because I know it’ll get me nowhere with this man.
All rights reserved. Copyright Lynetta Halat 2014.
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I am a slut. No worries. I've come to terms with it, and you will too. I’m not one of those girls who thinks she’s too plain, too fat, too skinny, too shy … no, I don’t have that kind of luck. I’m the girl who knows she’s just right for everyone. — Denver
A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It's this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom
Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn't all it's cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex ... for her anyway. — Greer
Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers … even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she's found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver's outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom's interest turns to hatred.
Love. Hate. Triangle.
Who's using who?

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About the Author

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Since the dawn of time, Lynetta Halat has lived to read and has written innumerable stories and plays. A lover of good books, bad boys, and kickass tunes, she'd always dreamt of penning books that people could connect with and remember. She also has a secret penchant for wringing the emotions out of unsuspecting readers, and she collects reader's tears in much the same way that wine connoisseurs collect their favorite vintage.
Her first novel, Every Rose, was the perfect catalyst to launch her into the world of publishing, effectively burrowing her way into the hearts and minds of readers throughout the world. She followed that with Everything I've Never Had, her bestselling adult romance novel. Now, she has penned Used and Freed, New Adult Romances that she hopes sinks their teeth into you and don't let go.
Her love of the English language prompted her to pursue a Master's degree in English from Old Dominion University in Virginia, where she also minored in snark and interpretive dance. She lives somewhere along the Mississippi Gulf Coast with her adorable husband, two amazing sons, and two loveable dogs. When she's not writing riveting stories, she likes to focus on her macramé art and her scouring of eBay, where she buys locks of hair from her favorite rock stars, most especially Bret Michaels and Dave Grohl.

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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Excerpt: FREED by Lynetta Halat

I'm so excited to share this excerpt with all of you :D!!! Freed is the second installment in the UNLOVABLE SERIES by Lynetta Halat, and if you haven't read it already you are missing out on a great read. This is one of those few books that has a love triangle that doesn't feel like a love triangle. If you've read USED let me know what TEAM you are :). I am TEAM RANSOM!!!


Freed (Unlovable, #2) by Lynetta Halat Excerpt (Coming 5.5.14) :

“Tell me what you feel,” he demands.
My mouth’s gone completely dry, so I have to swallow hard and wet my lips before I can speak. Even then, I don’t know how I manage, “I feel … good.”
“Good?” The smile in his voice burns so bright I can see it through my blindfold. “You can do better than … good.”
I search my feeble mind, grasping at words that will please him. I am nothing if I can’t please him. He’s made damn sure of it. “Your voice scratches across my skin like charcoal, and I am only what you sketch me to be. Your scent wraps around me like a winter’s night, making me long for the blanket of your skin, yet my body blazes from your withheld touch.”
“Very good,” he praises.
I imagine him standing over me, gazing down on me like he owns me because he does. He’s shirtless in only his faded button fly Wranglers. His dark skin glistening from the sweat of exertion, excitement dancing in his eyes like rays of sunlight on the sea, and his full lips beckoning me to kiss him. I squirm as much as I’m able. “I wish I could see you.”
“All in good time, little fighter,” he soothes. “You’re doing so well.”
Suddenly, his lips hover over mine, but I know better than to close the distance. “Kiss me,” he commands.
Hmm … my pleasure …

Copyright 2014 by Lynetta Halat. All rights reserved.
 

 
 

Unlovable Series:

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Title: Used (Unlovable #1)
Author: Lynetta Halat
  
Genre: New Adult Romance 

Release Date: January 19, 2014 Series: Unlovable
Review: 5 STARS


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Synopsis
I am a slut. No worries. I've come to terms with it, and you will too. I’m not one of those girls who thinks she’s too plain, too fat, too skinny, too shy … no, I don’t have that kind of luck. I’m the girl who knows she’s just right for everyone. — Denver A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It's this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn't all it's cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex ... for her anyway. — Greer Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers … even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she's found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver's outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom's interest turns to hatred. Love. Hate. Triangle.  Who's using who?

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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Author Announcment & Excerpt: USED by Lyentta Halat

Lynetta Halat has a special announcement for all of you bloggers and readers :D! But before I share the announcement with all of you I'm going to share an excerpt and teaser picture from USED. 


Title: Used

 

Author: Lynetta Halat

 

Series: Unlovable #1

 

Expected Publication Date: January 26, 2014

 

Genre: New Adult Contemporary

 

Synopsis:

I am a slut. No worries. I've come to terms with it, and you will too. I’m not one of those girls who thinks she’s too plain, too fat, too skinny, too shy … no, I don’t have that kind of luck. I’m the girl who knows she’s just right for everyone. — Denver

A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It's this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom

Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn't all it's cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex ... for her anyway. — Greer

Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers … even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she's found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver's outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom's interest turns to hatred.

Love. Hate. Triangle.

Who's using who?

 

 Add Used by Lynetta Halat to your TBR Pile---->Goodreads


Excerpt #2
Used
Copyright by Lynetta Halat 2014. All rights reserved.

Change is Good
“I want to kiss you so bad … but if I kiss you, it will change everything,” he says in
that gravelly voice.
“Change is good,” I whisper.
Rolling to his side, his mouth is centimeters from mine. I can’t make myself move
although I’m aching with want. But I haven’t been kissed—ever. And I haven’t kissed
anyone since that time on the monkey bars in seventh grade when I stuck my tongue in
Brian Thomas’s mouth on a bet. I shocked the shit out of him, and he didn’t even kiss me
back. When the bell rang, he jerked back and hit his head hard, sending him to the nurse
for the rest of the afternoon. Not my finest moment.
“I don’t want to lose my best friend,” he tells me.
I bring up my other hand and run it over his jaw. “You’re not going to lose me. No
matter what. We’ll still be friends.”
“Relationships ruin friendships. We’ve seen enough of that.”
I shiver with that truth. “True. But we’re different. We’ve been together since before
we were born. I can’t live without you, so I won’t hurt our friendship.”
Bringing our entwined hands up, he kisses my knuckles. “Me either. We’ll take it
slow, all right?”
“All right, my golden boy,” I whisper.
The effect of my words is instantaneous; the blue in his eyes intensifies to boiling.
He leans in, his lips brushing mine softly, “Denver,” he whispers against me. “I’ve
always wanted to make you mine. Ever since I understood what that meant. I’ve never
seen anyone but you.” And even though his eyes burn with passion, I hear a little tremor
in his voice. Now, him always putting off those girls makes a whole lot more sense.
“I thought we were taking it slow,” I chastise, but I delight in knowing that he feels
something more for me.
“I just want you to know that I don’t take this lightly. You’re the most important
person in my universe. And I’ll do anything to protect us.”
His declaration unleashes a torrent of need in me, and I no longer want him to kiss
me—I need him to kiss me. “Greer, will you shut up and kiss me, please?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he says with a laugh, and bringing one of his hands up, he cradles my
jaw and draws my lips to his. My free hand skims down to rest at his waist, his jeans
riding low on lean hips and exposing warm, bare skin. His lips are soft and explore mine
as I match his movements. I feel indulged—spoiled by his goodness. I try to savor how
tender and sweet he is even though I am impatient for more, so when I feel his lips part, I
follow suit. His tongue sweeps in, seeking and teasing. I hear myself moan. I’m almost
embarrassed by my eagerness, but when his moan echoes mine, I feel reassured.
He pulls back after a few more seconds and places a gentle kiss on my lips, then on
my nose. “Denver …” he breathes. My name packs a punch, and I feel it everywhere.
Keeping my eyes closed, I just nod and lick my lips, trying to savor every bit of him
and his sweet words.




ANNOUNCEMENT: 

If Lynetta Halat reaches 7K Likes on her author facebook page she will release USED ONE WEEK EARLY! Instead of being released on JAN 24th it can be released on JAN 19th :D. Go 'LIKE' her page right now if you haven't----->https://www.facebook.com/LynettaHalatAuthor