Thursday, September 18, 2014

Excerpt & Giveaway with Misty Provencher

Hale Maree by Misty Provencher
(Crossed & Bared Series #1)
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Hale Simmons’s life is already bottoming out and she’s only eighteen. Struggling on welfare, while trying to keep her alcoholic father on track, her dreams of having a better life fade a little more each day.
But, when her dad witnesses a brutal accident at the bar one night, it changes the entire course of Hale’s future.
Thrust into an arranged marriage
with Oscar Maree, the playboy son of a wealthy man, Hale must learn to trust a
stranger to give her the life she’s always wanted.
First, Hale needs to figure out if love can ever happen by accident.

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“She’s a good girl,” Oscar says.

“Very good.”

“No, I mean good,” Oscar repeats with a pointed stare.  It’s not just the booze that makes me look at him the way I do.  Good.  He can’t mean good.  His words must’ve gone cross-eyed.

“Not good…as in good.”  I shake my head slowly, thinking of how Sher’s eyes were squeezed shut, how she kept biting down on her lip, how my shoulders are probably bleeding through the dress shirt beneath my jacket from the way her fingernails shredded my skin.  I think of how she seemed so nerved-up afterward, how she insisted on walking so ridiculously slow all the way back to the wedding tent.  Oh shit.  “Not that kind of good.  Tell me you don’t mean that kind of good.”

But Oscar shakes his head sadly.  “I mean exactly that kind of good, my friend.”

“Shit,” I say.  I want to bash my own head against the bar.  I want to scream at her. 

That kind of good and I just jack-hammered her with a quickie?  Why didn’t she tell me?  Now, I’m a part of this girl’s life history.  I’m not just some ‘good time’ she did at a wedding; I’m her first.  That’s an epic load of responsibility.

Misty Provencher is a long-term wife, mama, and author. The first two are a bit more recent, but Provencher's writing roots date back to the hieroglyphics she left in her mother's womb.

While Provencher can ride a motorcycle, knows how to Karate chop, and has learned enough French, Spanish, and Sign Language to get herself slapped, Misty's life is actually just the ruse she uses to connect with people. She is totally enchanted with them and spends her days trying to translate the soul bouquets of her muses into words.

Misty Provencher lives in the Mitten. Knock on her internet blog door at: Misty Provencher's Books, or find her on Facebook and Twitter as Misty Provencher.

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