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SCORCHED Synopsis:
Sometimes life leaves a mark…
Most days, Andrea doesn’t know whether she wants to kiss Tanner or punch him in the gut. He is seriously hot, with legit bedroom eyes and that firefighter body of his, but he’s a major player, and they can’t get along for more than a handful of minutes. Until now.
Tanner knows he and Andrea have had an epic love/hate relationship for as long as he can remember, but he wants more love than hate from her. He wants her. Now. Tomorrow. But the more he gets to know her, the more it becomes obvious that Andrea has a problem. She’s teetering on the edge and every time he tries to catch her, she slips through his fingers.
Andrea’s life is spiraling out of control, and it doesn’t matter that Tanner wants to save her, because when everything falls apart and she’s speeding toward rock bottom, only she can save herself.
Sometimes life makes you work for that happily ever after…
Praise for SCORCHED:
“Armentrout’s latest new adult offering tackles substance abuse and mental illness — and, thankfully, the love of a good man is not going to be what heals this heroine.”
– RT Book Reviews
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FRIGID
# 1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki.
Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV.
She also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.
Tanner
Aw, shit.
I watched Andrea walk into the
living room, the normal twitch of her hips absent. No one swayed ass like
Andrea, and seeing it gone from her step was answer enough. Our normal whatever-the-fuck-it-was
between us had gone further than I intended. No doubt what I’d said had cut
her, but shit, it was no different than any other day.
My hand tightened on the neck of
the bottle. For the life of me, I had no idea what the hell Andrea Walters’s
problem was. Honestly. No fucking clue. One minute, sweet and sugary words
parted those pouty pink lips of hers. Next second, she was a fire-breathing
dragon from hell—a hot,
fire-breathing dragon, but still. Her moods flipped more quickly than cups did
during a game of flip cup.
Maybe it was because she was a
redhead?
I smirked.
She’d always been this way with
me, and the most fucked-up think about it, there was a part of me that actually
looked forward to whatever was going to come out of her mouth. Twisted as fuck.
It was like a game between us, to see who could hit the hardest without lifting
a finger. If nothing else, it was damn entertaining—or at least, it had been
until now. Now, I wasn’t too sure about it.
Those pretty doe eyes of hers had
looked suspiciously damp right before she’d looked away, and yeah…that didn’t
sit right with me.
Kyler shot me a look as he walked
past me and grabbed a beer out of the fridge, but I watched Andrea sit on the
edge of the couch, her posture unnaturally rigid.
Sydney leaned against the arm.
“We’re thinking about leaving early in the morning, around six.”
My gaze flicked to Andrea,
expecting her to make some kind of crack about not getting up that early, but
she was abnormally quiet. My spine stiffened.
“That should put us at the cabin
between nine and ten in the morning, depending on traffic.” Kyler stood beside
me as he screwed off the cap. “Then we’ll be heading back the following
Monday.”
“Sounds good to me.” I didn’t take
my eyes off Andrea as she fiddled with a strap on her sandals, slipping them
onto her feet.
Sydney glanced at me, smiling
softly. “You’re definitely off from the fire department?”
I nodded. Kyler had mentioned
weeks ago about wanting to hit up the cabin before everyone headed back to
class, and I’d requested the time off then. Which had meant I’d pulled a lot of
doubles, but I hadn’t minded it. Wasn’t too different from the twelve-hour
shifts we worked in the first place, and I’d only be there until February of
next year, and then I was off to the academy. Not that I was in any hurry to
leave the fire department, but being a cop was in my blood. Except I wanted to
be a good cop. I’d probably still volunteer at the fire hall once I knew what
kind of schedule I was looking at on the force.
“It makes sense if we drive up
together.” Sydney toyed with a strand of her hair. “Kyler and I can pick you
two up.”
Andrea had twisted toward Sydney
and started to protest the whole idea of taking one car. I zoned out, staring
at her as the bottle of beer dangled from the tips of my fingers.
Damn…she was a cute girl. Nah, she
was more than cute, and it wasn’t like this was the first time I’d noticed
that. From the first time I’d seen her at the bar with Sydney, she’d done more
than just poke my interest. Hell, anyone with eyes knew she was a very pretty
girl. Lush lips. Freckled cheeks and thick, dark eyelashes. Come to think of
it, she reminded me of a girl I’d had a crush on in middle school. Hell,
couldn’t remember that chick’s name, but she’d had freckles and red hair. I
think I used to pull on her braids or some annoying shit like that. My lips
tipped up in a small grin as I lifted the bottle to my mouth. Andrea was a
motherfucking firecracker, though, not the kind of girl who was easily tamed.
Hell, not the kind of girl you
even wanted to tame.
