Saturday, February 8, 2014

Release Day Blitz and Giveaway: Promiscuous by Missy Johnson

 ~ Synopsis ~

When you're a twenty-year-old triple platinum singer you get an image.

Except mine was all wrong. On drugs; pregnant; fucking my manager. 

But I wasn't; it was all lies. I was a good girl.

But now I'm done being the good girl, because it has gotten me nowhere.

I spent the last year in love with a guy who I was paying to fuck me.

A guy who fell in love with someone else.

But now I’m over it. Now it's about me.

If the world thinks I’m a bad girl, then hell, that’s what I’ll be.

I'll show them bad.

Let's find out how promiscuous I can be.

~ Review ~
4 Star Review

This book was a fast, easy read.  I wasn't expecting some of the thins in this book and it shocked me.

Beth is suffering from not only a traumatic experience, but losing the guy she loved.  She decides that Coop is to blame for her bad experience so she cuts him out of her life.  She turns to alcohol and sex to help her forget.  When she meets Roman she feels a magnetic pull to him, but is scared to get close to him.  Can she open up? Or does she continue her downward spiral?

Roman has a lot of secrets.  He doesn't let anyone in and has no plans of letting Beth in, but he can't resist her.  He knows something has happened to her recently because she had become closed off and partying a lot more.  Can he get her to open up to him?  Or will she push him away?

This is book two in the Tease series. You learn a little about Beth in book one.  You don't have to read Tease, but I would recommend it because you learn about Coop and Beth's relationship.

~ Tease Book One ~

~ Excerpt ~

I was beginning to realize what this was: he wanted more of the party girl. He was here to see the Beth who stayed out all night drinking, and kissing random girls and making out with handsome men.

Not me. Well, not the real me, anyway.

I slipped a finger through the tie of my robe, letting it fall open. I arched my shoulders, letting the material float down my shoulders. Goosebumps hit my arms as I stood there confidently. Inside, I was a screaming mess.

What the hell am I doing? What if he touched me? What if I freaked out?

Sure, I'd had plenty of sex since the rape, but none sober. I hadn't let anyone touch me without being completely smashed first.

He stared at me for a moment, his eyes wandering over my curves as time seemed to freeze. I couldn't read his expression, but the longer he stood there, watching me, the more I began to panic. Without saying a thing, he bent down and retrieved the robe, threading my arms back
into it.

"I'm not here to fuck you, Beth." He spoke softly, his hands running over the soft silk of my robe, down my arms to my fingers. I jumped back, both relieved and confused.

Well, this is embarrassing.

~ Author Bio ~

Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks he's a get the picture).

When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.

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~ Giveaway ~

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