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99c Release Price ~ END GAME: A Gamer Romance

Introducing End Game, a romantic comedy about two gamers who meet in a virtual online world, and whose relationship crosses into real life.

END GAME: A Gamer Romance


EndGame3If you think geek heroes can’t be hot, think again…

He’s my knight in shining armour, but not the romantic kind a girl dreams about. This one invaded my online world and threw everything into chaos.

My sorcerer can kick his ass in the game, but real life kicks mine. Gaining experience points online is easier than in reality, and when I play, I know where my quests lead. In the real world, the storylines confuse me, and I don’t know which direction I’m heading in.

In the game, I’m in control. Or I was until he arrived.

This guy never shares anything about himself, and I only know him as ‘Thorsday’. My Aussie gaming nemesis can’t be a blond haired, blue-eyed god in reality. Can he?

There’s something about this enigmatic man that intrigues me, and the more we play together, the bigger my desire to meet him. And I know he feels the same.

The problem is, if I allow my game world to merge with reality, I could die standing in the fire.

Romance meets gaming in this steamy romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author, Lisa Swallow.



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Cover Reveal – End Game: A Gamer Romance

Introducing End Game, a romantic comedy about two gamers who meet in a virtual online world, and whose relationship crosses into real life.

Last year, I polled readers with a list of book projects I had lined up. One which received a lot of readers votes was End Game. Now Unscripted is released, I’ve finished End Game and have a release date! I’ve also included a short excerpt… see below.


END GAME: A Gamer Romance

Release date: June 19th


EndGame3If you think geek heroes can’t be hot, think again…

He’s my knight in shining armour, but not the romantic kind a girl dreams about. This one invaded my online world and threw everything into chaos.

My sorcerer can kick his ass in the game, but real life kicks mine. Gaining experience points online is easier than in reality, and when I play, I know where my quests lead. In the real world, the storylines confuse me, and I don’t know which direction I’m heading in.

In the game, I’m in control.

Or I was until he arrived.

This guy never shares anything about himself, and I only know him as ‘Thorsday’. My Aussie gaming nemesis can’t be a blond haired, blue-eyed god in reality.

Can he?

There’s something about this enigmatic man that intrigues me, and the more we play together, the bigger my desire to meet him. And I know he feels the same.

The problem is, if I allow my game world to merge with reality, I could die standing in the fire.

Romance meets LitRPG in this steamy romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author, Lisa Swallow.



Evie and Aaron first meet in real life when they’re cosplaying:

I stare at the artwork prints on the wall behind the stall, and the artwork folio in front of me. There’s an ethereal style to the watercolour fantasy creatures, and a strange innocence in the human faces in fantasy worlds. Sucking on my liquorice, I weigh up between buying unicorn artwork or the badge.

“There’re some amazing images here.” I turn to the voice; Aaron smiles at the girl sitting behind the desk, who’s drawing outlines of a new work. She looks up and her reaction mirrored mine earlier. God like man talking to her. Complimenting.

“Thanks.” Pink, matching the unicorn badge currently stabbing my palm, spreads across her cheeks.

He smiles and turns to the folio of work in front of him, as I stand, green liquorice gluing my teeth together.

“Candy and unicorns, huh?” he asks, not looking up. “I learn more about you everyday.”

I proffer the bag and he shakes his head. “Not a candy fan.”

At least my full mouth excuses my inability to respond.

“You missed the end of the cosplay competition.”

I swallow. “Who won?”

“Not sure. I missed it too.”

Aaron turns to me and takes the badge from my hands. His warm, soft fingers set an electric charge I swear matches the thunderbolts Sinestre used on Thorsday when we duelled. The touch jolted my heart because it’s beating a hell of a lot quicker than before.

No, please. I don’t need this.

“Sinestre, the pink unicorn girl. That doesn’t add up.” He turns the badge over in his broad palm. “Not very kickass.”

I pull the liquorice between my teeth and it snaps. His eyes focus on my lips, as I lick the escaping part into my mouth, and they darken.

No. Double no. “I like unicorns.”

Way to sound twelve years old…

I pay, and the stall holder tucks the badge into a paper bag. She watches Aaron as I attempt to ignore the fact his large frame overshadows everything right now.

“Why did you miss the end of the competition?” I ask and step to the next stall. Jewellery, the cogs and clock faces intricately set into bronze settings on long chains. Black and gold letters above the guy in a top hat and a cog-like monocle.

Steampunk. Not my thing. I sidestep to the next stall.

“I wanted to find you.”

The paper bag creases as I grip it tightly. What the hell? “I told everyone I was going to the bathroom.”

“But you’re not in the bathroom anymore.”

“Astute. Why look for me?” His intimidating effect on my senses needs dealing with as I focus on his eyes, searching for any hints something lies beneath—which I’m a hundred percent sure does.

“I wanted to take a photo with the guild before we all go our separate ways; I think Erin and Cole are leaving soon, so we need you to come back to the group.”

“Aren’t you coming to the party?”

“I haven’t decided yet.” Aaron crosses his arms over his chest which is no mean feat considering how much extra the armour adds to his body.

“You should. Tyler will be upset if you don’t. I swear he’s hero-worshipping you.”

The smile reappears. “You mean he wants to be me when he grows up?”

“How old are you?” I blurt.

“You want to start with the personal questions now?”

“Your age is hardly a big thing. Or is it? You don’t have to tell me.”

Aaron sighs and gestures towards a quieter corner. He rests against the wall, voices echoing around us still, but somehow locked in our own space.

“The thing is, Evie, I could tell you anything and it could be a lie. I could catfish you all.”

“You’re Tyler’s cousin’s friend. His cousin must know you.”

“Not really. We’re from the same guild—well, we were—I’d never met him in person either. He knows nothing about me.”

“Apart from what you share in game?”


I smooth my robe with perspiring palms. “Tell me one true thing about yourself, then. And one lie.”

He rubs his long fingers across his mouth, those gorgeous blue eyes drawing me into trusting him. I’m such a sucker for men’s eyes and look where I usually end up – their bed. “And I don’t have to tell you which is a lie?”

“No. As long as one is true.”

“Hmm. I was arrested once, and I’ve never been in love,” he says.

“Wow, okay, I didn’t expect things that personal.”

“Go hard or go home, you know me.”


“Your turn.”

I run my tongue along my bottom lip. “I never said I’d…” I sigh. “Okay, but it’s not fair because you can ask Tyler.”

“There has to be things he doesn’t know about you, Evie.”

I clear my throat. “I cheated in my Year 12 finals, and my first kiss was a girl.”

Aaron splutters out a laugh. “I’m not sure I want either of those to be true.”

“I guess you’ll never know.” I stand, relieved we’re talking the way we do online, but mind blown by the conversation. Sure, we have these strange chats in game, but face to face? Weird. Does he read me? “Why aren’t you coming to the party? Scared you’ll get drunk and reveal too much of yourself?”

“Ah. I don’t know. Maybe I will come. I wasn’t planning to, but you’re tempting.”


“The guild. Spending some reality with you all.”

My spirits drop. But did I really want to tempt him? And I don’t care what he says, the glint in his eyes is telling me temptation isn’t far.

“You can talk game at the party, no need to talk Aaron.”

He pulls himself from the wall and nods at me. “But if I want to talk to Evie, I’ll need to talk Aaron, won’t I?”


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Soul Ties: Video Trailer and Excerpt

Soul Ties releases on 26th May ~ 99c pre-order price

I’m really excited to have my new and improved paranormal series back in the world.

The books have been revised and re-edited and Najla Qamber Designs has created an amazing set of series covers.
I also created a trailer for the series which you may see around Facebook.

And see below for an exclusive excerpt!


Soul Ties (Soul Ties #1)

Soul hunters sent to capture Nephilim souls never return and Ava has no choice. Return with Keir’s soul to her superiors in exchange for her freedom – or die trying.

Ava has retrieved hundreds of souls from demons and this mission doesn’t worry her, but Keir isn’t what she expected.

Half angel, half demon and a hell of a lot hotter than Ava’s usual targets. She’s tempted to get closer to Keir before she takes his soul — if he doesn’t kill her first. 

As if battling a Nephilim isn’t enough, Ava faces another hurdle: finding a way past the strange human girl, Dahlia, who has an inexplicable hold on Keir.

The pair have strange secrets, and when Ava uncovers the true fate of the souls she returns to her superiors her world flips. She finds herself in the middle of a war where the lines between good and evil are blurred. Ava has two choices: kill Keir and trade his soul for her freedom, or help the man she loves and risk eternity in hell.

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Torn Souls (Soul Ties #2)  release July 5th


“So what do we do with the soul hunter?” asks Dahlia.

“I don’t know. Whatever we do, they’ll just send another,” Keir replies.

“You could’ve disposed of her already, like the others; why the hell didn’t you?” Dahlia’s frustration is evident in her tone. “That might still be the best option, Keir.”

“Maybe we should tell Ava the whole truth; you told her half of it. She might back off then.”

My body slackens with relief. No mention from him about killing me. Yet.

“Why are you questioning this? She wants your soul!”

“She has doubts. I’ve seen it in her eyes.”

“Don’t be so bloody stupid, Keir. Ava’s trying to seduce you, like the others. She’ll say whatever it takes to get you in a weak enough position. The soul hunter won’t give up on this, because if she does, she may as well be dead. They won’t take her back if she fails.”

“You didn’t,” replies Keir quietly. “You’re alive.”

Ah. More of Dahlia’s secrets. I attempt to listen, but can’t hear anything of the low conversation that follows.

A couple push the double-doors open and a tall boy with his arm slung possessively over a smaller girl’s shoulders wanders past. The adoration in her eyes as she looks up at her boyfriend spikes my regret. I can’t spend time becoming close to anybody; a reminder of the loneliness of my life. The boy removes his long scarf and wraps it round the girl’s neck, pulling her to him. The girl giggles and pushes her hands into his hair as they pause for a kiss. Stomach plummeting further, I turn way, pretending to look at the notices pinned to the wall. I ignore the rising conflict: I don’t want to grow close to anybody; they’ll die or disappear. The only person who ever managed to touch the edges of my heart was Daniel, and he was out of bounds. Now he’s dead.

Cool air blows into the hallways as the door swings open again. Hairs lift on the back of my neck at the awareness somebody stands behind.


I turn almost bumping noses with Keir, whose face is centimetres from mine. I’d forgotten the impossible blue of his eyes, pulling people into his Nephilim trap.

Not me.

“You cut your hair,” I say, flicking my fingers toward his head.

“And yours is a different colour.”

Memories of the night in the alley fly into my mind again. Our bodies don’t touch this time, but the strange energy flows between us. Positive there’s a desire flickering across his eyes, I close mine. Make him move away with his tricks. I take a deep breath. Wrong move because his clean scent sends more memories scattering across my mind, and heat spreads through me.

Keir’s mouth turns up at one corner. “I knew you were listening. Dahlia didn’t.”

If he’s expecting me to show surprise and yield, he can forget that. I lift my head and poke my tongue into my cheek. “So what did you decide? I think I missed the crucial part, where you decided if you were going to dispose of me, as Dahlia so delicately put it.”

“We didn’t decide anything, Ava.” Keir lifts an arm and sets his palm on the wall behind me.

Dizziness creeps in, as he winds his enchantment around and pulls me in; his lips hovering close to mine.

“If you know who I am, why I came, why didn’t you kill me in the alley?” I ask.

“You came to take my soul, correct?” I nod like a stupid kid, the one I haven’t been since before the Caelestia took and trained me. “You haven’t tried yet, why?”

The fog from his proximity clouds, and I struggle for a believable answer; one which could keep me alive. Instead, the truth falls from my mouth. “Because I want to know what you’re doing. Why you’re killing demons.”

“I don’t believe you. I think it’s because you haven’t had a chance to kill me yet.”

“I think you do believe me because you know I heard what you just said to Dahlia. You said you’d seen my doubts.”

Keir touches my hair and the sensation sparks across my scalp. “Your hair looks pretty this colour.”

I blink at his change of subject. “Yeah.”

He trails fingers toward my cheek and my stomach tightens. Stop. This is my strategy. I turn on the seduction, not the demons. Not him. I should be repulsed, but I’m far from, and I struggle as if his hold were physical.

“Do you know why I didn’t kill you that night?” he whispers, fingers settling on my lips.

I yank my head away from his touch. “No.”

Keir stops abruptly and steps back with the same look as the last time we were as close. Confusion. Desire. Anger. “Nor do I. Next time you might not be so lucky.” He grips the handle of his rucksack, lowering his voice. “Stay away from us until you decide what to do, and then we can end this.”

As he leaves, Keir pauses, hand on the door handle as he looks back. “This won’t end well for you, Ava.”

I jump as the door slams shut behind him. Spell broken, I turn away and smack my palms against the wall, holding my forehead against the cool bricks. How does he bloody do this? Silence me? Keir digs out the hidden Ava, the vulnerable girl I buried when I left the Fated and became a soul hunter.

Whenever Keir looks into my eyes, I’m transparent. Keir has the advantage and he knows.

Finding Evan Release Blitz


Today I’m celebrating the release of FINDING EVAN. This is a New Adult contemporary romance title that is the second book in the ‘Butterfly Days’ series. This book is a re-release of the original version of Finding Evan with minor changes.

You can get it now for FREE exclusively through Amazon Unlimited, or for just $2.99.




“She killed a part of me – the part which trusts when someone tells you they love you, and allows you to trust that person with your heart.”

Ness and Evan return to Leeds from Europe, and begin their new life together. But the past Evan has buried for years resurfaces and threatens their future.

After fifteen years, Evan doesn’t want any contact with the woman who abandoned him, but is unwillingly pulled into his mother’s life by Lucy.

Feeling pushed aside by Ness’s focus on her studies and new friends, Evan can’t confide in Ness about what’s happening. This return to his old behavior adds more distance to their relationship. When Ness’s new friend Ollie picks up the pieces because Evan is away, Evan’s insecurities threaten their relationship further.

Ness becomes aware of Evan’s situation, and she questions whether he will ever be able to break his ties to those dragging him down. If he can’t put himself first, and live the life he wants, she is unable to see how their relationship could work. In return, Evan struggles with Ness’s inability to get close to people, and her distance pushes him further away.

The decision about the future of the relationship is taken out of their hands – by something that could end things between Ness and Evan forever…



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Because of Lucy (Butterfly Days, #1)

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Release day: Fallout by S.D. Wasley

Fallout (The Incorruptibles Book†2)


by†S.D. Wasley

Release Date:†March 24, 2016


From Amazon bestselling author†S.D. Wasley comes a new adult

paranormal romance series, The Incorruptibles,

perfect for lovers of Lauren Kate’s Fallen and the†Jennifer L. Armentrout’s Obsidian series.


Even when love seems unbreakable, it can still be battered, distorted—damaged beyond repair.

There’s only one thing Frankie yearns for these days, and that’s to share the gift that makes Cain so extraordinary. But no matter how inferior she feels, she’s determined to help the man she loves with his secret rescues, hoping that one day she will access a higher power of her own.

The one thing she knows for sure is that nothing will ever come between her and Cain again.

Then a stranger arrives in their midst, disrupting the solid loyalties in Cain’s group. This man has the very thing Frankie needs to unlock her powers, but the price is higher than she could have dreamed.

Can Frankie and Cain’s love survive the fallout?

Fallout is book 2 in the new adult paranormal romance series, The Incorruptibles, by Amazon Bestselling author S.D. Wasley.

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Paperback coming very soon.


Albion peeped in.

“How’s Frankie?”

“I feel awful,” I groaned. “Food poisoning, maybe.”

“Do you need to vomit again?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

He fetched me a bucket. “Do you want Dad to come and check you out?”

“No, I’m okay.” I made another effort to stand. “I need to go―”

“What?” Albion’s voice rose in angry disbelief. “Frankie, are you frickin’ insane?” You’re sick.

I moaned. “I know.” I slumped back on my bed.

“If I catch you trying to leave this house tonight, I will personally handcuff you to your bed. And don’t think I haven’t got the handcuffs.” He waggled his eyebrows.

“Ugh, I’m definitely gonna vomit now.”

I went back to sleep almost immediately. Maybe it was my feverish state, or maybe my agitation over missing a night at Gaunt House, but my sleep was filled with a dream I couldn’t shake. I was standing beside a rock wall, staring at it in confusion, my mind blank and bewildered. Unexpectedly, the rock crumbled and something emerged from the wall. Hands. It was a pair of hands coming through the wall, reaching for me.

I woke the next morning to find several missed calls and text messages from Cain. He sounded increasingly panicky as the night wore on. I replied, explaining my illness, before sitting up slowly to test my steadiness. So far, so good. In fact, I felt so much more like myself that I got up and made my way into the kitchen to find some breakfast.

“Hey!” Albion smiled at me. “All better?”

“I think so. Must have been a gastro bug.”

“Don’t be so sure. A bunch of people in town got sick yesterday. Dad was out all night dishing out anti-emetics and electrolyte drinks. Lots of them had been at Misty’s Coffee Shop yesterday so the health department’s investigating.”

“Great. Salmonella?”

“Don’t know. Some people are better already but others are still getting admitted to hospital. Dad only just got to bed. I told him about you, and he let me know what to watch out for in case it got worse.” All of a sudden he gave me a hard stare.


“Your scary boyfriend came round, late last night when you were asleep.” Albion looked deeply unimpressed. “I told him you were sick but I don’t think he believed me. He looked like he wanted to barge past me and see for himself.”

I opened the fridge door to hide my face. I could kind of understand why Albion found Cain’s behaviour objectionable. But he didn’t know what we’d been through together and how hard it had been when we were apart. “Yeah, I’ve messaged him to tell him I was sick. He was worried, I guess.”

“Tell him he’d better not try that again or I might have to ban him from coming round here.”

You and what army? I was tempted to say. But it was Albion’s house and if he didn’t like Cain coming around he had the right to say so. I emerged from the fridge and nodded, avoiding his eyes. I’d have to remind Cain not to scare Albion.

My cousin kept his gaze on me. “What do you guys do?”


“I mean, do you ever go out and do, y’know … normal couple stuff? Or do you just hang in his trailer?”

I sighed inwardly and regretted telling him about Cain’s home. “We go out in a group sometimes.”

“You and Cain and who else? Jude McBride?”

I nodded.

“Isn’t that kind of weird? To go out with your boyfriend … and your ex-boyfriend, simultaneously?”

“Yes, that would be weird, Albion. But it’s not like that. Jude was never really my boyfriend and there are others in the group, too.”

“And when it’s only you and Cain?”

I was silent. Cain and I didn’t date. Not like normal couples. Weariness washed over me. I was too weak for this conversation. “I’m still not feeling well.”

He pursed his lips, observing me. “Okay,” he said, to my surprise. And then, with a quick grin, “We can pick it up again later.”

I rested and tried to avoid Albion throughout the day, sipping water and sports drinks. Maybe it was wrong, but it pleased me that Cain had come looking for me the night before. Considering my own wobbly feelings about Helen and Cain’s meeting there was something gratifying in knowing he was worried about me. I went out to Gaunt House early to see him. The electrical tower buzzed loudly in the yellow afternoon light … strange. I hadn’t seen it do that for a long while. Cain must have heard my car arrive because he suddenly appeared outside the ruin, hovering while I parked. I smiled at the sight of him, that lean muscular frame and dark hair, unkempt as always and falling over his forehead. When I got out of my car he seized me like he hadn’t seen me for weeks and just about squeezed the breath out of me.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “Are you okay?”

I laughed, hugging him back. “It was a stomach bug. I’m fine. Ow,” I added when the embrace became uncomfortable.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry.” He released me instantly. “I’m a fucking jerk.”

That made me stare and notice how agitated he looked. “What’s wrong?”

He rubbed a hand through his hair and hovered for a moment. “Come on, Francesca. Come down with me. I’m sorry. Let’s talk.”

I did as he said. He got us both beers but I declined since my stomach wasn’t completely right yet. He opened his and took a huge gulp.

“Cain?” I was scared now.

Long silence. “Francesca. I’m sorry.”

Sorry, again? What was going on?

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Finding Evan ~ Countdown Teaser

Finding Evan re-releases on March 29th – SIX days!
Ness and Evan’s story continues from Because of Lucy in this emotional new adult romance. Ness and Evan return to Leeds from Europe, and begin their new life together. But the past Evan has buried for years resurfaces and threatens their future.
Today I’m sharing a scene from the book.
Finding Evan is available for PRE-ORDER here exclusive to Amazon:
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When Evan appears, he’s jacketless despite the cool day. I shiver; just looking at him in his thin T-shirt makes me cold but also warm inside. I can’t help but feel a little smug when I take in the sight of my hot-as-hell boyfriend. With his damp-chested, mussed hair, post-workout look, he fuels the less than clean thoughts I have about him as I watch.

Evan doesn’t notice me at first; he’s on the phone and his eyebrows are pulled together in consternation. I recognise his hunched stance as frustration, and suspect he’s talking to his sister. Evan rests against the pillar outside as he continues his conversation, oblivious to those around.

A slender girl with long blonde hair passes me with her equally blonde friend. I watch them. Do they share the same box of hair dye to go with their identical straightened hair and designer gym gear?

“Book me in with him,” one of them says and giggles.

I jump to alert. There’s only one ‘him’ in the vicinity.

“Nope, all mine. Twice a week.” The giggling intensifies, and an unfamiliar feeling creeps across my scalp when it’s apparent they’re talking about Evan. Jealousy.

“He can get me hot and sweaty anytime!”

I tense at their immature sizing up of my boyfriend. Then I find myself doing something I didn’t intend. I stalk across the path towards Evan and dump my bag on the floor.

Evan’s eyes widen in surprise and he finishes the call. “Ness!”

Without a word, I slowly moisten my lips, and his eyes darken as I move in to kiss him. Evan grabs my rear and pulls me against his soaked chest, crushing his mouth against mine. He smells of workout sweat and deodorant, a mingled scent I associate with Evan – and sex. Tongue darting into my mouth, Evan holds me tighter. I’m lost in time for a moment, until Evan peels me off him.

“Well, that was an unexpected surprise.” He regards me with shining eyes. “Not like you.”

I smile up at him, loving his reaction. “I brought you lunch.”

“Suddenly, I’m not very hungry.” The intent almost has my agreement, but I control myself.

“I am. I brought a picnic.” I rummage in my bag, and from the corner of my eye, I spot the girls staring at us. An immature sense of triumph fills me. God, I might as well just stamp my name and phone number on his head.

“Damn. Okay then.” He kisses the top of my head and laces his fingers in mine. I disentangle them and push Evan’s arm over my shoulder, wrapping mine around his waist. If I’m going to behave like I’m fifteen, I may as well continue. I shoot the girls a look on the way past.

We find a picnic spot on campus nearby, a wooden bench amongst the trees, autumn leaves at our feet. I snap open the container lids and hand Evan a fork.

“Picnic? That’s my thing.” He peers into the container. “Looks good. Makes me think of Santorini.”

My face heats at the memory of that particular town – and what we did on the beach. In the dark. The curve to his mouth when he meets my red face draws me back from the sandy memories.

“I’m glad this is distracting you,” I say.

“Distracting me?”

“The last week or so you’ve seemed like you’re carrying stuff again. Is Lucy okay?”

Evan scratches the edge of his eye. He doesn’t realise, but he does this when he’s about to hide something from me. “She’s okay. Well, not really. But nothing major.”

After a few moments, I realise this is the limit of his conversation on Lucy. So I dig into my salad and close my eyes, wishing we were back in Greece. Carefree. I open an eye – life isn’t like that. Evan stabs at his salad; he has some sauce by his mouth, so I rub it off with my thumb.

Catching my hand, he sucks off the sauce, firing heat inside me. “Thanks for this,” he says. “It’s always nice to have extra time for us.”

“Come over tonight?” I suggest.

“Of course.”

“But I have early classes tomorrow.”

“I’ll get you to bed early,” he says, and leans over, running his tongue along my bottom lip. I inhale sharply, and he laughs against my mouth.

I lick the salty sauce he left on my mouth and his eyes zone in. We’re sharing a picnic and somehow it’s become an exercise in eye sex. We really need to spend more time together.

“You still okay for Saturday?” I ask, pushing a forkful of food into my mouth.


“The MedSoc thing?”



“I have to go to Lancaster. I promised Lucy…” He trails off and focuses on his food.

Heart plummeting back into the realm of insecurity, I breathe deeply. “So no then?”

“I forgot. I’m sorry.”

“I told you weeks ago about this night! This is important. You always complain I don’t involve you in this stuff.” The attempt at hiding my irritation fails.

“I said I’m sorry,” he says, tone hard.

“Fine. There’ll be other times.” I stab a piece of feta and look the other way as I eat.

We continue our meal in silence. “What did you promise her?”

He looks up sharply. “Lucy? Just Lucy stuff. I should’ve thought. Sorry.”

I sink back against the bench with enough force to show Evan I’m pissed off with him. Evan doesn’t react and we finish our picnic in silence. He promised we’d go to the MedSoc night together. Does Lucy really need him that much he’d let me down? Evan said it’s nothing major, and he’s lying. So much for revisiting the summer today. What we’re doing now is rewinding to last year. To Lucy and whatever the hell Evan isn’t telling me.


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BOL.Ebook.Amazon copyNess watches girls fall over themselves for Evan’s attention, but she has no interest in the hot English student who includes poetry in his seduction techniques.
Evan is amused by the uptight girl who refuses to fall for his charms, and engages in a battle of wits to win her over. But Evan is struggling with a side of his life he keeps hidden and the secretive behaviour threatens his new relationship with Ness.
When everything falls apart, Ness and Evan are both faced with difficult choices. All because of Lucy.

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Cover Reveal: Fallout (The Incorruptibles Book 2) by S.D. Wasley

Fallout (The Incorruptibles Book 2)

by S.D. Wasley

Book Release Date: March 24, 2016


Fallout – The Incorruptibles 2. Cover design by Simply Defined Art

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Even when love seems unbreakable, it can still be battered, distorted damaged beyond repair.

There ís only one thing Frankie yearns for these days, and that ís to share the gift that makes Cain so extraordinary. But no matter how inferior she feels, she ís determined to help the man she loves with his secret rescues, hoping that one day she will access a higher power of her own.

The one thing she knows for sure is that nothing will ever come between her and Cain again.

Then a stranger arrives in their midst, disrupting the solid loyalties in Cain’s group. This man has the very thing Frankie needs to unlock her powers, but the price is higher than she could have dreamed.

Can Frankie and Cainís love survive the fallout?

Fallout is book 2 in the new adult paranormal romance series, The Incorruptibles, by Amazon Bestselling author S.D. Wasley.

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Because of Lucy ~ Exclusive New Content

Only a few days until the new Because of Lucy is released. I’ve decided to share a small part of some of the new content. Exclusively on my blog!

So, what’s this new content I’ve written for the book? Well… I’ve worked on developing Ness and Evan’s relationship  so you’ll find more scenes with them as a couple. More Evan and more banter! You’ll see a little more of the student Evan too – and so does Ness.


Here’s a sneak peek at one of their conversations from one of the new scenes:

“See you later, Evan.” I step into the rain; I’d also rather get soaked than watch what happens next.

Evan catches up to me. “Where are you going?”


“Don’t you want this?” He holds out the mug. The rain trickles off his large hand and I meet his eyes.


“I’m waiting for you, you idiot.”

“Don’t call me an idiot.”

“You’re bloody funny. Can we not stand in the rain?” He indicates the sheltered building and my shoes fill with water as I follow him back through the puddles. “Here.”

“You drove out here to bring me coffee?” I take the warm cup in my damp hands.

“Yeah. That okay?”

“Why do that?”

“I went to your house to see you and Abby told me you were at work.”

“You could’ve left your number for me.”

“I could’ve, but I didn’t.” He steps closer and brushes rain from my face with cool fingers. “I wanted to see you.”

“Jesus, my head hurts enough.” The rain continues, and I sit on the nearby bench. My stomach fills with familiar butterflies as Evan sits next to me. “You’re a confusing guy.”

“That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said about me.”

“No, it isn’t.”

“Nicer than misogynist, anyway.”

I stare at my damp feet. What the hell is going on here?

“Don’t you like coffee?” He points at the cup. “Are you a tea drinker? Earl Grey or something fancy from a china cup?” I scowl at his teasing, but the friendly eyes and that smile pull me in. “I’ll bring tea next time, but I might spill it if you insist on the posh cup.”

I sip and shake my head. “Coffee is good. Thank you.”

“No problem.” We lapse into silence, and the rain hits the metal roof above us. The girls leaving work splash through the puddles, a couple of them throwing curious looks in our direction. “You busy tonight?”

What? “Um. Yes. No. Not really.”

“Is that a multiple choice quiz? Do I have to tick a box?”

“I’m a bit tired after last night.”

“You do look a bit—” He bites his lip. “Tired.”


“You couldn’t look crap, Ness. You look better when you smile, though.”

“Smooth, Evan.”

He stares across the car park and hitches his coat upwards, closer to his face. “No.”


“That’s your answer. No, you’re not busy tonight, and you’d love to see the smooth Evan Hyde who nobly braves inclement weather to bring you coffee.”

“‘Nobly braves inclement weather’? Very poetic.” I shiver, he’s right about the bloody awful weather.

Evan shrugs. “Okay, drives through the shithouse Northern winter.”

I smile and he pokes my cheek. “There it is. Come on, Ness. Let me take you out.”

“So you can kiss me and run away again?”

Evan  wrinkles his nose and shakes some of his damp fringe from his eyes. “How about if I promise not to run away this time?”

“How about you don’t presume I want to kiss you again?”


Shuffle (Ruby Riot #2) is available now


 SHUFFLE (Ruby Riot #2) is available NOW exclusively through Amazon.

This is a contemporary romance title and the second book in the series Ruby Riot




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Will Campbell, Ruby Riot bassist, is back at university and failing badly at everything apart from partying.

With Ruby Riot on a break, Will returns to university to finish his degree. He needs major help if he wants to pass his final year and attempts to join a not-very-rock star study group. Will is horrified to discover the person organising the group is Fleur Roberts, the girl he’s secretly crushed on for two years and who recently threatened him with a restraining order.

Fleur’s rock stars are history academics. She has no interest in any variety of pierced, tattooed slacker, especially not the jackass rock star who humiliated her at a party. There’s no way in Hell that Will Campbell is joining her group.

Faced with losing the easiest way to fix his academic problems, Will has the perfect solution: pretend he’s his twin, Nate. Will and Nate have swapped identities before so nothing can go wrong. Surely.

Fleur is successful academically, but her love life is a failure. Following a number of disastrous dates, she finds herself falling in love with a guy who is lying to her. But Will’s deceit isn’t the only thing about to shatter her world. When another man Fleur trusted betrays her, and she attempts to retaliate, Fleur discovers how dangerous he is. And when Will becomes involved, the repercussions threaten both of their futures.

Shuffle is the second standalone book in the Ruby Riot series and can be read separately to the first book.


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New Release ~ Downfall by S.D. Wasley

Downfall (The Incorruptibles Book 1)
by S.D. Wasley

Release Date: January 7, 2016



From Amazon bestselling author S.D. Wasley comes her first work of new adult paranormal romance perfect for lovers of Lauren Kate’s Fallen and the Richelle Mead’s Bloodlines series.

Frankie’s cousin wants her to do three things this year:

  • 1. Lose her inhibitions
  • 2. Do something spectacularly stupid
    3. Fall madly in love

Travelling was Frankie’s life. As the daughter of a big-name evangelist, she’s been able to feed her hunger for new sights throughout most of her teenage years. Then a hushed-up scandal gets her thrown off the tour circuit and stuck at her uncle’s house in the town of Augur’s Well.

Forced to repeat her failed senior year, it looks like a dismal existence for Frankie—until she’s invited to the bizarre meeting place of four mismatched people … and falls hard for the fascinating, secretive Cain Aleister.

Furtive meetings in an underground chamber … Latin words carved into a stone wall … intense desire … and a secret so elusive she’ll do almost anything to bust it open. Until now, Frankie never believed in grand passions—but that’s not the only one of her beliefs about to implode right before her eyes.

Looks like Frankie’s going to score three for three.



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“Where are your friends?” He nodded toward the wall with the carven words. Somehow I’d missed it on my first look around the room, but now I saw a man stretched out asleep on a ragged sofa. “Who’s that?”

“Cain.” Jude took the chip bag out of my hands. “I’ll just put these cans in the cooler. You wake him up.”


Jude went down a dim corridor. I looked back at Cain, who still slumbered peacefully. Screw that. I wasn’t waking up this guy I’d never met. Jude could do that when he got back from his cooler mission. But an odd feeling of recognition came over me and I drew closer. Was it possible I knew this man? From school? No way. He was older than me by at least a few years. From Dad’s church? Seemed unlikely. I knelt beside the sofa, looking up and down the length of his body, from his tangled brown hair to his bare feet, lying one on top of the other. His left arm was exposed, palm up, and tiny scars peppered its crook. When I worked my examination back up to Cain’s face I found his eyes open, mirroring the shock and fascination I felt. We gazed at one another for a long, tense moment.

Finally his eyes flicked upwards, above and behind me. “Who is she?”

I hadn’t noticed Jude standing skittishly at my back because I couldn’t take my eyes off Cain. His face now he was awake was … well, there was no word for it but stunning. It wasn’t even something identifiable, like striking eyes or sensual lips. Just a face that could make you forget to blink until your eyeballs dried out. A face that could, and was, making my body react—despite my efforts to control it.

“Frankie. Francesca Caravaggio,” Jude stammered in reply. “An old school friend.”

“What is she doing here?” Cain’s voice was calm, a still body of water against Jude’s nerviness.

“I thought you might think she’s, uh … okay …”

Cain nodded. I felt a rush of air from Jude as he turned away, heading down that dark corridor again. Cain sat up and lit a cigarette, rubbing the back of his head. He offered me one and I shook my head in wordless distaste, although these cigarettes didn’t seem as bad as most. In fact, I couldn’t really smell it at all. He drew on it deeply and gave me a smile, fixing his eyes on my face.

“Hello, Francesca Caravaggio. I’m Cain. Cain Aleister.”

“Frankie.” My reply sounded lame, helpless, because I was seriously disturbed by that smile. It didn’t seem fair that he could keep climbing degrees of stunning like that. “Everyone calls me Frankie.”

He puffed on his cigarette. “The others will be here soon.” His voice. It was soothing, comforting, and intimately warm.

“Who are they?” I asked, more to distract myself than from actual curiosity.

“There’s Liz. She’s a nurse I met in the hospital when I came off my bike.”

“How old is she?”

“About thirty, I think.” Thirty? Jude was hanging out with thirty-year-old women now? “Then there’s Owen Zheng,” Cain went on. “He’s a university student.”

“What does he study?”


“Who else?”

“You already know Jude.”

“Yeah, from school.”

“You were at high school together?”

“Yeah. Well, no. I haven’t always been in town. Not for the last few years.”

“Why’s that?”

Okay, here it went. This was the bit where I admitted to this guy who was incredible in a way I had nevernot in forty-five cities over three years—seen before, that I was Don Carver’s daughter. If I could have closed my eyes to get it over with, I would have.

“My father’s a well-known author,” I said in a rush. “He made it big in the last few years and I’ve been touring with him. It takes me out of town for most of each year. Took,” I corrected myself, the new reality coming back to me like a slap. “It took me out of town for most of the year, but not this year. I’m staying in Augur’s Well now. To study.”


He played with his cigarette for a moment before lying back on his sofa, positioning himself so he could still observe me. That’s it? I watched him, suspicious. He wasn’t going to ask why? He wasn’t going to ask my dad’s name? He wasn’t going to tell me he’d heard of my dad’s Saints Among Us book series and live shows and thought they were a load of bullshit?

“Have you always lived in Augur’s Well?” was all he asked.

“Uh, no. We lived in Land’s End for a few years. That’s where my mum comes from. Dad had a job managing the grocery store so we lived there till I started school.”

“Did you like that? Living on the coast?”

“I loved it.” He waited, but I hesitated to give him any more information about myself. I was already at a major disadvantage in this situation. I seized the questioner’s role. “So … you’re not at school, I guess?”

Cain gave a small smile. “Not for a few years now.”

“Been in Augur’s Well long?”

“No. Just a year. I lived in Revel City before that.”

“Did you get a job here or something?” I couldn’t think of any other reason someone would move from vibrant Revel City to the flat, anonymous town of Augur’s Well.

“Just knew I had to live here.” As he spoke he watched me closely. Was he trying to detect a particular reaction?

I didn’t give him one. “Okay.”

I wanted to ask how old he was but wasn’t sure that was something you asked a man you’d just met. It had never come up as an etiquette issue for me before. Cain reached for an opened soda can and shook it to see if any drink remained, and then dropped his cigarette into the can. It hissed as he turned his head back and smiled at me again, that terrifyingly beautiful smile. My whole body responded to it. I looked away, telling myself to get it together. Where the heck is Jude?