Thursday, November 28, 2013

Welcome to Sugartown by Carmen Jenner giveaway, and excerpt



Title: Welcome to Sugartown
Author: Carmen Jenner
Genre: Contemporary New Adult
Release Date: November 3, 2013

Ana Belle never wanted anything more than to hang up her apron, jump on her Vespa and ride off into the sunset, leaving Sugartown in the dust.

Elijah Cade never wanted anything more than a hot meal, a side of hot arse and a soft place to lay his head at night where he could forget about his past.

But you know what they say about wanting: you always want what you can’t have.

Nineteen year-old virgin Ana is about to discover that’s not quite true because a six foot three, hotter than hell, tattooed, Aussie sex god just rode into town. He’s had a taste of her pie and he wants more– no really, Ana bakes pies for a living, get your mind out of the gutter.

She’d be willing to hand over everything tied up in a big red bow, there’s just one problem; Elijah has secrets dirtier than last week’s underwear. Secrets that won’t just break Ana’s heart, but put her life at risk, too. When those secrets come to light, their relationship is pushed to breaking point.

Add to that a psychotic nympho best friend, an overbearing father, a cuter than humanly possible kid brother, a wanton womanizing cousin, the ex from hell and more pies than you could poke a ... err ... stick ... at.

And you thought small towns were boring.



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About Carmen


Carmen Jenner is a thirty-something author, doctor, pilot and CIA agent.

She's also a compulsive, flagrant prevaricator who gets to make things up for a living.

While Sugartown may not technically exist, Carmen grew up in a small Australian town just like it, and just like her characters, she always longed for something more. They didn't have an Elijah Cade, though. If they did, you can be sure she would have never left.
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Ana comes bolting around the corner, skidding to a halt in front of me, though not fast enough to avoid slipping through the spilled milk. Her legs go out from beneath her and we collide and go down in a tangle of limbs. The breath rushes out of my lungs as I take the brunt of our fall.
She leans back to see my face and there’s the most beautiful pink blush in her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, are you okay?”
“You Belles pack a punch, you know that?” I feel my lips tug up at the corners.
Ana laughs. “Just be thankful it wasn’t my dad that ran into you.”
“Well, I can tell you right now, you wouldn’t have your hands on my arse like you do my daughter’s.” Bob appears before us as if he’s been summoned. Like the mere mention of his name calls him up out of the darkness like that dude from Harry Potter. I follow the line of his gaze and, whaddya you know, my hands are on Ana’s arse, holding her in position as she’s splayed on top of me.
“What the f**k, Ana?”
Sam laughs and starts jumping up and down in the milk puddle singing, “Daddy thswore! Daddy thswore!”
Ana jumps to her feet and reaches out a hand to help me up. I take it, but only because I like the feel of her tiny hand engulfed in mine.
“Son?” Bob looks like he’s going to have a stroke right there in the middle of the grocery store.
“Dad …” Ana warns.
“I thought I made myself clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Wait, what do you mean you made yourself clear?” Ana glances between the two of us. At least I think she does. My mind is too focused on the 170-plus kg of pissed off dad in front of me to lay eyes on her and know for sure. “Dad?”
“Dad? Dad? Dad? Dad?” Sam parrots over and over again.
“That’s enough, Sammy!” Bob and Ana yell above him.
“Oh my god. You totally warned him off of me, didn’t you?” I do risk a glance at her this time. Her gaze is cutting and her jaw is set. She’s incredibly hot and also kinda scary, not gonna lie. Bob at least has the decency to look sheepish.
“Maybe I should just let you guys
She whirls on me and scary takes on a whole new meaning. “Elijah, do not move a muscle.”
I hold my hands up in surrender and thank Christ she turns her fury back onto her old man. “I can’t believe you are still trying to pull this crap.”
“Elijah and I had an understanding
“No. Just no! I am nineteen-years-old, Dad. You do not get to tell me who I can and can’t date. And you especially don’t get to ward off the only guy in town who might be interested.” She accentuates each word which a finger jab to his chest and his big biker face winces with each poke of her bony little finger.
“In fact …” She pivots toward me and I flinch, thinking she’s about to start laying into me too, but the next thing I know she’s smashing her lips against mine and shoving her tongue down my throat as her soft body moulds into my hard one. I’m so startled that at first I don’t respond, then she makes this faint little breathy moaning sound and suddenly my hands are on her arse again like it’s a reflex.
“Hands, Kid,” Bob growls.
I raise my hands in a “look, no touching” kind of gesture and pull away a little, but it’s clear that Ana’s not done with me yet. She pushes her glorious rack even closer against me and I can’t help but fist my hands in her hair.
“Daddy, why ith Ana thucking on Elijath’s face?”

“I’m asking myself the same thing, Kid,” I hear Bob mumble. Then a little louder, “Alright, break it up you two. You’ve proved your point.”

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2 comments:

  1. Thanks so much for sharing, lovely! <3

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  2. This sounds like such a great read!! I have been seeing it everywhere and would love to get my hands on a copy! Thanks for the giveaway!

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