Sunday, March 13, 2016

Insignificant (Goldenrod #1) by Kelly Lincoln ~ Sale Blitz

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Sales Blitz:
Insignificant
(Goldenrod #1)
by
Kelly Lincoln









When Taylor was four years old, she became an orphan
and her childhood spiraled into darkness. She spent years lying, hiding, and
avoiding any love offered to her until she was old enough to run away from all
the threats of her past.




Now twenty-two, Taylor doesn’t think she’s worth
more than being the kind of girl a guy hooks up with in the back room of a bar
after her band plays. She definitely isn’t the one you bring home to meet Mom
and Dad.




An unlikely rescue puts her in Ethan’s sight.
He’s her total opposite, though. Ethan is a sexy dork who sees beyond Taylor’s
guarded exterior. He sees past the tattoos and piercings. He sees her.




But they both have secrets capable of destroying
their relationship. And if Taylor’s past ever catches up with her, the consequences
could be deadly.




Due to explicit language, sexual content, and
dark themes, reader discretion is advised.



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I attached
two teasers, and the cover, and here is an excerpt:

“Go!” Pete yelled. Ethan did a perfect
dive and disappeared underwater, and I took off.

I swam just as fast as I did for Owen. I
didn’t want to wait an instant longer to pull Ethan against my body. When I
reached the deep end I flew to the bottom of the pool, where Ethan waited with
his eyes closed. Thank God. If I looked at those puppies underwater, I wouldn’t
be able to break away for air and I’d drown.
I circled behind him and put my hand on
his lower stomach. It was supposed to be over his chest. I went too low. Total
mistake I needed to fix. I should have moved fast, but this wasn’t a real
rescue, and my body wasn’t cooperating with my brain.

Flattening my hand, I pressed it against
him, and slowly moved over every ridge of his stomach. So fucking hot, and so
stupid of me. I shouldn’t be doing this.
Ethan reached over and put his hand over
mine. His fingertips brushed over my knuckles, back and forth, gentle as could
be, as I reached his chest. Then the touch wasn’t light anymore. His hand
tightened around mine, and he wasn’t letting go.









































































I adjusted my grip so my body was flush
against his. I had to. This was how you did a rescue. I gripped the black rope
of my rescue tube, hating it. I wanted to stay underwater where it was
perfectly acceptable for Ethan and me to be alone and pressed against each
other, hand over hand on the smooth skin of his chest.



























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Kelly Lincoln is the author of Insignificant and
Beyond Repair. She enjoys reading, inappropriate jokes, all things Disney, and
spending time with her family. She lives in the northeast and drinks way too
much Diet Coke.




    


    










































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