Friday, October 11, 2013

Wicked Thing by Angeline Kace ~ Tour Stop & Giveaway

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WICKED THING Synopsis:

Carmyn Rafferty witnessed the aftermath of her mother's affair. She learned at a young age not to trust anyone. Especially not your spouse. So she's planned. She's planned every detail of her life: who her husband will be, what their careers will be, what their lives will be like. All to avoid the pain of infidelity. 

Dallas Brown lives a life all his own. He doesn't do relationships, he doesn't care what anyone thinks of him, and he doesn't live up to anyone's expectations but his own. 

When Carmyn's fiancé cheats on her, it sends her into a whirlwind of one-night stands with the most infamous player on campus. She can't seem to stay away from this tough guy and his dangerous motorcycle. Everything about him is the complete opposite of who she'd planned to fall in love with: tattoos, dark stubble along his jawline, and hair that brushes his shoulders. 

As Dallas and Carmyn begin to fall deeper and deeper into each other, they learn that love can truly be a wicked, wicked thing.







Excerpt:



Dallas’s Journal Entry About His First Tattoo

I was seventeen when I got my first tattoo. My friend’s older brother owned a tattoo shop and told me he’d hook me up with one if I ever wanted. Well, I wanted.

I pulled up to the shop on my barley-legal, rusted-out dirt bike. It was my first motorcycle, and although I had ideas for what I’d eventually like to upgrade it to, I was proud of the thing. I bought it off of a classified ad in the newspaper for $500. The thing was a temperamental shit, but she was mine.

When Luke met me inside and asked what I wanted done, I pulled out the piece of paper I wrote the Latin phrase on before I left the house. “Quad me alit, me extinguit,” it read.

“What does it mean?” he asked.

“That which nourishes me extinguishes me.”

Luke nodded, satisfied.

I told him what the phrase translated to, but I didn’t go as far as to explain what it meant to me. The year before, one of my good friends died in a motorcycle crash. A car pulled out in front of him and he hit his front brake, causing the bike to flip and throw him twenty feet in the air. He landed on his head before skidding to a stop farther down the road. He lived for three days on life support after the E.R. doctors cut off the top of his skull to make room for his swollen brain.

Sammy knew the dangers of driving a motorcycle when he got the thing, but he loved every minute he rode on it.
Same with me. I know how dangerous motorcycles are, but I love them and am willing to take the risk to enjoy them.
Once you love something, you give it the power to harm you. Whether a person, a hobby, or an addiction.

“And where do you want it?” Luke asked after prepping his tools.

“Right here,” I said and traced along my chest, just below my collarbones. I wanted it on my chest because I never wanted to forget that letting something or someone in was a choice. And that choice also included whether the damage they could do was worth it or not. To remind me to live in the face of fear. To place it above my heart instead of over my heart or under my heart because each of these decisions should be made with your mind as well as your heart. This tattoo was about passion and balance.

I took off my shirt and Luke rubbed something along my chest to clean it and placed his template there too make it permanent with his ink gun.

The needle breaking through my skin and injecting ink hurt, but each stab solidified my way of life: Love something enough to let it destroy you, but make sure it’s worth it.



Angeline Kace's Bio:
Angeline is a Scorpio living in the Rocky Mountains with her husband and dogs. She loves all things paranormal, believes ghosts are real, werewolves aren't, and vampires? Definitely real! At least in the Vampire Born world they are.






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