BOOK BLITZ AND GIVEAWAY – The Choices series by Sydney Lane

Choices book blitz

CHOICES (Choices 1)

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SYNOPSIS:

Fate brought her here, but will her choices destroy her dreams?

Quincy Priest made all the right choices in her small town, black-and-white life. But being perfect is tiring. So. Very. Tiring.

Wanting desperately to step out of her sister’s shadow, Quincy jumps at the opportunity to attend college with her best friend. The quiet bookworm with family secrets comes out of her shell. But when Quincy meets not one, but two perfect guys, she has to make a choice. In doing so, she might forfeit the relationship she secretly longed to find.

Declan. Sweet, handsome, and perfect.  He makes her feel cherished for the first time in her life.

Brody. Sexy, hot, and irresistible. He could tear down her carefully built walls.

Before  she can become the woman she wants to be, Quincy will make mistakes. And suffer one unimaginable loss.

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EXCERPT:

Lowering my feet to the ground, he leads me to the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his head down to kiss me. I don’t want him to stop. When he’s touching me, I feel beautiful and wanted. It chases away my insecurities and leaves me breathless.

He sits on the bed and pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling his body. My dress is pushed up over my hips, and I feel exposed. But when he kisses me again, I forget everything. His lips move from my mouth to my neck. My head falls back, exposing my chest to him, and he begins kissing me lower. I press my hips into his, and I can feel the bite of his zipper pressing into me.

“My God, Quince, you feel so good. I want you so much. You’re all I think about.” His words make me want more, and I feel the tension building inside of me. His hands wrap around my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as he rocks me back and forth. I close my eyes and lose control when my body explodes from the inside out.

Again, I’m shocked by the intensity of the moment. He slows our movements, and kisses me tenderly. Pulling me close, we remain wrapped around each other for several minutes, neither of us saying a thing as our breathing becomes even.

“Quince, have you told him? Does he know you have someone else waiting for you?”

Instantly, I come crashing back to earth.

 

FATE (Choices 2)

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SYNOPSIS:

I’m used to getting what I  want. I’ve always taken what I wanted. No apologies. No excuses.

I know what it feels like to be betrayed, when someone else is calling all the shots. I’ve been down that road, and I’m not going there again. I’ve got my family, my friends, and the brotherhood. That’s all I need.

I believe in Fate. Everything happens for a reason. But what do you do when Fate kicks you in the gut, plays a cruel joke on you?

When I met Quincy Priest, she was a flame I couldn’t put out. A freakin’ wildfire. She blew in to my life, burned it to the ground, then left me standing in the ashes. Gone as suddenly as she came. I’m not sure if I should love her or hate her… But I don’t hate her. I could never hate her.

What do you do when the person who broke you  may be the only person who can put you back together?

Can you run from Fate?

Do you even want to?

This is Brody’s story.

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EXCERPT:

“So, what am I doing here, Brody?” Her voice cracks, like she’s nervous or scared of me. “You confuse me. I’m not really sure what you want from me.” Well, that’s an easy one.

Walking toward her, I hold out my hand. ”Quince, it’s not about what I want from you. It’s about what I want with you.”

She hesitates before reaching for my outstretched hand, and I pull her to stand in front of me. With her boots on, she’s a little taller and a helluva lot sexier. I draw her close, her body perfectly aligning with mine. Indecision floods her eyes, warning me that I will scare her away if I move too fast. So instead, I begin to sway with the music that penetrates the walls.

She moves with me,  setting a slow, seductive rhythm, her hips gently swaying to the beat. And when she lays her head on my chest, I wonder if she can hear my heart, pounding inside.I feel her breath on my neck and her body flex as she rises to her toes, just before her lips touch the sensitive spot just under my ear. Breathing in deep, I tilt my head back, giving her control. Her lips part, and her tongue glides over my skin, blazing a path down my neck. My hands are suddenly in her hair, tangled in it, urging her on.

“Fuck, Quince. You are  driving me crazy,” I whisper. My voice is deep and hoarse. This is sweet torture. My words seem to ignite something in her, her hands finding the bottom of my shirt and tugging it up. Her movements grow more hurried, more needy, and her breath comes in short bursts.

Yeah, I think Little Miss Perfect likes dirty talk.

 

 

Patience (Choices #2.5)

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SYNOPSIS:

Jenna Ryan is the kind of girl everyone wants to be friends with. Her spunky and carefree outlook on life often leads to trouble of the best kind. She’s not afraid to speak her mind, and when it comes to her friends, she’s fiercely loyal and protective. When she met Eric, she knew immediately, he was her forever, but why was he holding back?

Eric James is the epitome of a Greek God. He parties hard while trying to meet the expectations of his overachiever parents. When he met Jenna, sparks flew, and he knew he’d met his match.

But Eric is hiding a small secret. When Jenna finds out, these two will embark on a wild and hilarious journey to torture each other into submission.

Who will win? And who will learn the true meaning of… Patience?

***This is a Choices novella that can be read as a standalone. The characters of Choices/Fate do make an appearance in Patience.***

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EXCERPT:

Eric’s POV

As soon as the door closes, Jenna quickly turns, pushing me back against the door.

“You think I didn’t notice you checking me out?” The playful lilt of her voice sends chills up my back and down my arms, anticipation settling in the pit of my stomach.

“I can’t help myself when you look like this,” I groan as she runs her hand down my chest, pressing her body against mine. The way she molds to me, hip to hip, it’s as if she were made just for me.

My hands run up her thighs and around her ass, pulling her into me. I hold my breath as she leans closer, her lips ghosting across my mine, a whisper that is… almost. My eyes are drawn to hers, never wavering as she pulls back, her lips gliding along my jaw, to my ear, her soft exhale shooting bolts of pleasure pulsing through me. I close my eyes, anticipating her touch, her tongue… Her mouth moves against me as she whispers, “You are in so much trouble, Eric James.”

She abruptly pushes against my chest, freeing herself from my arms, backing away with a sly grin on her face. I take two steps toward her, and she holds up a hand, halting me where I stand. I’m confused. “What the hell, Jenna!?”

“You silly boy. You didn’t think you were going to get off that easy, did you?”

Still smiling, she sashays to the closet, those long, bare legs carrying her further from me. Slowly, she bends down, her shorts riding up to expose the soft curves of her ass, as she removes her boots one at a time. Every movement is calculated, orchestrated to draw me into her wicked web. Yeah, she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“Sunshine, you do not want to play this game with me. I will win.” My eyes trail back up her body as she stands. When she glances at me over her shoulder, her eyelids hooded, my body responds immediately.

“Oh, yeah?” The tip of her tongue runs over her bottom lip before she pulls it between her teeth. “I’d ask if you wanna bet on that, but you already did, didn’t you?”

That saucy little shit. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.

 

Hope (Choices 3)

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SYNOPSIS:

She’s the high school softball star. He’s the fraternity chaplain.

He’s the good guy. She’s the wild child.

Eliza Nichols has a secret. After one night, one mistake, she throws away her softball career, walking away from everything she loves. Broken and damaged, the last thing she needs is someone making her question everything she knows. No one has ever made her want to be so good.

Declan White is the stereotypical nice guy. When his fraternity brother betrays him with the girl of his dreams, he struggles to be the man he wants to be without losing the man he is.  Eliza may be exactly what he needs. No one has ever made him want to be so bad.

When these two come together, their lives collide in a battle of wills. One moment can change the rest of your life. You can accept it… or you may find hope where there appears to be nothing at all.

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EXCERPT:

Declan’s POV

“Do a shot with me?” She sways against me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and I wonder how much she’s had to drink.

“Can’t. I’m driving tonight.”

“Oh, come on.” She pinches her fingers together, saying, “Just one little shot?”

“One.” I give in but not without a price. “If I get to do it my way.”  Her brows shoot up, her eyes swirling with questions. She has no idea what those red lips do to me, that if we weren’t in the kitchen in the middle of a party, I’d throw her down and ravish her right this instant.

“Yeah? What’s that?” Breathy. Soft. Sensual.

“Body shot.” I push her backwards until she’s propped up on her elbows. I reach for a shot glass, filling it to the rim with tequila.

Once I’m done, I push her skirt high up on her thighs and place the shot glass between her legs. My hands linger, burning from her heat. Her eyes darken as her breathing hitches in anticipation. Next, I reach for a lime, running it down the top of her thigh, lingering when she gasps and closes her eyes. I add salt, sprinkling it down the wet line drawn in lime juice. Bending my knees, I lean down. I look up at her, our eyes meeting in one, brief heated moment. Ever so slowly, I lick the salt and lime from her leg, trailing my tongue over the soft skin there. She gasps when I move upward, my face nestled between her legs as I take the shot glass between my teeth and stand. I tip my head back and swallow the contents, a slow burn blazing a path down my throat. Without using my hands, I bend and drop the glass onto the counter.

“I should’ve known,” she whispers, her eyes half-closed as her hand grips the edge.

“What?” I smile knowingly. I’d bet my car I know exactly what she’s thinking right now.

“You don’t do shots like a nice guy. You had to go and make it all sexy and shit.”

I smile knowingly, her assessment unleashing a week’s worth of pent-up frustration. I’m trying, with all my might, to treat her right, but she’s not making it easy.

“That’s because you’re all sexy and shit.” I lean in, stealing one more kiss before she pushes me away, giggling. I push off the counter, standing in front of her. I take her hand, helping her down, her body sliding down mine one inch at a time. She backs away, her gaze never faltering.

She can pretend that she doesn’t want this, but her body doesn’t lie.

 

AUTHOR BIO

Sydney Lane

Sydney Lane lives in Nashville, TN with her husband and children. Growing up in Smalltown, USA, Sydney dreamed of being a writer. After spending an outrageous amount of money to go to college, Sydney finally decided to follow her heart. Drug dealer and mommy by day, her alter ego is an author by night. Sydney is very active in charity work for anti-bullying and depression awareness groups.
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