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Monday, May 29, 2017

Silk: The Complete Trilogy Blog Tour









About the Book



Title:
SILK: THE COMPLETE TRILOGY

Author: Daryl-Jarod

Publisher: Daryl-Jarod Entertainment

Pages: 270

Genre: Erotica

From the vivid imagination of Daryl-Jarod, comes the long-awaited
collection of the Amazon Best-Selling erotic series, Silk. Included are all 24
original jaw-dropping erotic stories, along with the brand-new tale, Pink
Fortress, which reveals just how outrageously wild things become when an Uber
driver falls for a sultry passenger. Sit back, relax, grab a lover and unwind,
as Daryl-Jarod takes you on a wild erotic ride filled with unfaithful lovers,
lustful thrills and the truly astounding power of romance and love. Caution!
Erotica just got hotter!

FOR MORE INFORMATION:

Amazon
| Barnes
& Noble





About the Author



Daryl-Jarod is an Amazon best-selling author, recording artist, and
actor. Born and raised in Hopkins, South Carolina, he always had big
dreams of pursuing a career in entertainment.




As a child he'd write short
stories and songs, which later aided him in transitioning into the talented
storyteller he is today. His writing career all began with a short poem he
composed in third grade entitled, "My Teacher is Neat", which was
selected to be featured in a publication of poems from talented students
throughout the state. The encouragement of his mother, teachers, and peers,
pushed him to continue writing.




Years later, he is now the
author of Silk, an acclaimed erotic series that debuted atop of Amazon's
Best-Seller Erotica charts. With many more book releases in the works, he has
also displayed his skills as a singer-songwriter and rapper on his debut
mixtape, "The Liberation of Daryl-Jarod". Despite consistently
maintaining a busy schedule, he always kept his acting goals in sight as he
graduated from Coker College with a BA in Theatre Performance.




Daryl-Jarod is
hard at work on various new literary projects and his upcoming EP.

Interview wit Daryl Jarod
Where do you get inspiration for your stories?

I have such a big imagination. Most of my story ideas are purely a result of my brain’s creativity. With the sometimes risqué and bold content I write, people do tend to ask where all the ideas originate from and if they’re a figment of my imagination or from personal experience.

How did you do research for your book?

Google is hands down my go-to resource when it comes to research. With there being so much information on the internet, I do my best to ensure whatever I write is factual and will make sense to my readers.

I also enjoy interviewing friends and associates who may have endured a situation similar to one of my characters. Real-life testimonies can be quite a help with inspiring one to write a scene as realistic as possible.

Do you have another profession besides writing?

I do a lot besides writing, haha! Aside from creating books, I’m also a singer. I’m currently in the studio working on my first EP, which should be released later this year. I act as well and also work a regular nine-to-five.

If you could go back in time, where would you go?

I’d definitely travel back to the ‘90s. I’m just so in love with that era. The music, in my opinion, was classic. The television shows and cartoons were much more entertaining. It’s very nostalgic and came before this digital craze era we’re in now.

What is your next project?

My next project is an erotic romance entitled, “Sweat”. I don’t want to give away too much just yet, but it will be a full-length novel with a release date set for the summer.


*Thanks so much for the interview!*  

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NBTM: A Stranger She Can Trust by Regan Black



A Stranger She Can Trust
by Regan Black


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GENRE: Romantic suspense


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BLURB:


Outside a busy Philadelphia nightclub, a woman stumbles from her taxi. Beaten and bruised, she is an amnesiac who must rely on a handsome stranger to help her uncover her identity. Carson Lane—a paramedic with his own dark history—can't help but bring this beautiful, vulnerable woman under his wing. As they begin unraveling who she really is, he realizes falling in love could be the biggest risk of all.


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Excerpt Two:


Carson turned around at the sound of an engine, holding up a hand to shield his eyes from the glare of headlights as a big car pulled to a stop at the side of the club. He saw a typical white city taxicab with a familiar logo on the back door. Then a slender woman pushed it open and stumbled out.


“Hey!” The driver jumped out, as well. “You owe me money, lady.”


“I…” The woman frowned at her empty hands. “I don’t have money.” She wobbled, looking around. “Where—”


“Wait right there!” The cabbie rushed around the car to confront her.


Sensing trouble, Carson dashed forward as the woman tripped and started to fall. He caught her, willing his knee to hold up for both of them. “Back off,” he warned the cabbie.


“She owes me the fare.”


“I’ll cover it.” Carson eased the woman down to sit on a discarded pallet. Despite the shadows, he could tell she wasn’t well. Drunk or stoned, the visible fresh scrapes and bruises on her face and arms implied someone had taken a few swipes at her recently. “What happened to her?”


“How the hell do I know? She got in the car that way.”


Carson looked at the woman. “Is that true?” She only stared up at him, shying away from the cabbie. “Bring me her purse.”


“No purse.” The driver gestured at the empty backseat. “Just her.”





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AUTHOR Bio and Links:



Regan Black, a USA Today bestselling author, writes award-winning, action-packed romantic suspense and paranormal romance novels featuring daring heroines and sexy heroes. Raised in the Midwest and California, she and her family, along with their adopted greyhound and two arrogant cats, reside in the South Carolina Lowcountry where the rich blend of legend, romance, and history fuels her imagination.
















Regan Black interview


Thanks so much for hosting me today and helping me celebrate the release of A Stranger She Can Trust.


1. What is your favorite part of this book and why?
The scenes in and around the iconic Philadelphia Museum of Art were wonderfully fun to research and write. I admit the Rocky theme was rolling in the back of my mind while I played with those scenes and reacquainted myself with the museum layout and how it fits into the city as a whole and the story specifically.

2. If you could spend time with a character from your book whom would it be? And what would you do during that day?
Well, I’d absolutely love to spend a day with Melissa at the Philadelphia Museum of Art and see the exhibits and take a peek behind the scenes through her eyes as a conservator. However, if I could get two days with characters from A Stranger She Can Trust, that would be perfect. As a former drummer, it would be amazing to spend a day jamming on the drum set with Grant Sullivan, owner of the Escape Club.

3. If you could have been the author of any book ever written, which book would you choose?
I truly admire the impeccable world-building and vibrant characterization of the Harry Potter books by J.K. Rowling. It’s a series I can absolutely lose myself in and simply appreciate as a reader time and time again.

4. Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?
I frequently build characters with traits I admire from real people and occasionally I’ll use an actor or actress to stay rooted in a character’s appearance. In A Stranger She Can Trust, aside from the traits of dedicated first responders, Carson and Mellissa are completely imaginary friends.

5. What made you want to become a writer?

Writing novels wasn’t on my primary list of life goals, though I’ve always loved to read and write. I was ridiculously shy as a kid and felt I could give my thoughts and imagination full expression on paper without getting embarrassed. When our kids were little I would make up songs or poems on the fly and eventually that grew into developing bigger stories packed with action and wrapped up with a happy ever after.
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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION


Regan Black will be awarding a $50 Amazo/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Excerpt Tour: Four White Roses by Judy Ann Davis


Four White Roses
by Judy Ann Davis

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GENRE: Contemporary Romantic Mystery

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BLURB:

When widower Rich Redman returns to Pennsylvania with his young daughter to sell his deceased grandmother’s house, he discovers Grandmother Gertie’s final request was for him to find a missing relative and a stash of WWI jewels.

Torrie Larson, single mom, is trying to make her landscape center and flower arranging business succeed while attempting to save the lineage of a rare white rose brought from Austria in the 1900s.

Together, the rich Texas lawyer and poor landscape owner team up to rescue the last rose and fulfill a dead woman’s wishes. But in their search to discover answers to the mysteries plaguing them, will Rich and Torrie also discover love in each other’s arms? Or will a meddling ghost, a pompous banker, and an elusive stray cat get in their way?


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EXCERPT: (Exclusive Excerpt):

Rich Redman looked toward the porch in the dying light and sighed. “I don’t know what to do with this monstrosity of a house, Torrie. No one seems interested in buying it. No one wants to live in it. It’s like a giant worthless gift from my grandmother. Maintenance costs exceed its usefulness. The heating bill is enormous. I have to pay to get the grass mowed in the summer and the snow shoveled from the walks and driveway in the winter.” He shrugged his shoulders in resignation and gazed down the street where the street lights had come on and their globes looked like Japanese lanterns floating in the air. His gaze found hers again. His expression was miserable and grim.

Torrie Larson tipped her ball cap up and gave a cursory glance at the house. She pursed her lips and fell silent. Should she tell him the truth? Or should she wait until he and his daughter were settled in? The knowledge twisted and turned inside her. As much as she was someone who hated rumors, she hated lies even more. There were enough of both of them flying around town…and some of them were about her. What to do? Finally, she flung her hands up in despair.

“Of course no one wants to buy it, Richard Lee,” she uttered with unmistakable candor. “I have it through reliable sources your grandmother’s house is haunted.”



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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Judy Ann Davis began her career in writing as a copy and continuity writer for radio and television in Scranton, PA. She holds a degree in Journalism and Communications and has written for industry and education throughout her career.

Over a dozen of her short stories have appeared in various literary and small magazines and anthologies, and have received numerous awards. She is published in multi-genres, including romance, mystery, western, and comedy. Four White Roses is her fourth novel to date.

When Judy Ann is not behind a computer, you can find her looking for anything humorous to make her laugh or swinging a golf club where the chuckles are
few.

She is a member of Pennwriters, Inc. and Romance Writers of America, and divides her time between Central Pennsylvania and New Smyrna Beach, Florida.

Four White Roses Amazon Buy Link:

Visit her on:
Facebook: Judy Ann Davis Author
Twitter: JudyAnnDavis4
Pinterest: JudyAnnDavis44/
Author Page:
Amazon Author Page
Goodreads Author Page

Other Judy Ann Davis titles
KEY TO LOVE
RED FOX WOMAN
UNDER STARRY SKIES
SWEET KISS [A Novella]




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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION


Judy Ann will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.







Dear Banjo by Sasha Wasley Release Day


About the Book

They were best friends
who were never meant to fall in love – but for one of them, it was already way
too late.
Willow ‘Banjo’ Paterson and Tom Forrest were raised on
neighbouring cattle stations in the heart of the Kimberley. As young adults,
sharing the same life dreams, something came between them that Willow cannot
forget. Now ten years have passed since she’s even spoken to Tom.
When her father falls ill, Willow is called home to take
over the running of the family property, Paterson Downs. Her vision for a
sustainable, organic cattle station is proving hard to achieve. She needs Tom’s
help, but is it too late, and all too complicated, to make amends?
Tom’s heartfelt, decade-old letters remain unopened and
unmentioned between them, and Willow must find the courage to finally read
them. Their tattered pages reveal a love story like no other – and one you’ll
never forget.
Dear Banjo is a
wildly romantic and utterly captivating story about first love and second
chances from an exciting new Australian author.

Participating Blogs



Dear Banjo is
now available worldwide in paperback and e-book editions. Some purchase links
are below or search your favourite outlet.
·       
Booktopia (Aus & NZ, $6.95
postage) -
http://www.booktopia.com.au/dear-banjo-sasha-wasley/prod9780143784524.html
·       
Book Depository (international,
free postage) -
https://www.bookdepository.com/Dear-Banjo-Sash-Wasley/9780143784524
·       
Amazon Kindle - https://www.amazon.com/d/B06XKGW9YT/


Sasha Wasley was
born and raised in Perth, Western Australia.
She has completed a
PhD in cultural theory and loves nature, Jane Austen and puns.
Sasha is a farming
wannabe, with a passion for animals and the land. Although she’s in her forties
now, she still wants a pony.
Her debut novel, a
young adult paranormal, was published in 2014. Today, she lives and writes in
the Swan Valley wine region with her partner and two daughters, surrounded by
dogs, cats and chickens.
Sasha writes
mystery, paranormal and young adult novels as S.D. Wasley. 

Follow Sasha

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Website: https://sashawasley.com/books/
·       
FB Author Page URL: http://www.facebook.com/sdwasley
·       
Twitter URL: http://www.twitter.com/sdwasleyauthor
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Instagram: https://instagram.com/sdwasley_author/

International Giveaway

To celebrate the release of Dear Banjo, Sasha is giving away some
super-cute cattle-related prizes, including an udderley adorable mug and an
adult colouring book all about cows.

Excerpt from
Chapter 1

Somehow she managed to pack up the
entire apartment overnight. On the way to the airport the next morning, Willow
got the taxi driver to drop in at Tanya’s place. Her friend was still in her
pyjamas when Willow gave her the keys to her apartment and a couple of hundred
dollars. Tanya tried to refuse the money but Willow pushed it into her hand.
‘No, Tan, I’ve booked professional
cleaners and I need you to pay them for me. Keep whatever’s left over as a
thanks. And could you possibly go in and get rid of the boxes I’ve left behind?
You can have anything from them or just donate it all to charity. And then if
you could just drop the keys off to the real estate agent, I’ll be grateful
forever.’
Tanya nodded and her eyes went a
little glassy. ‘You’re really going, aren’t you? For good, I mean.’
‘Yeah. Going home at last. I can’t
believe I stayed in the city this long.’
Tears spilled down Tanya’s cheeks.
‘I’m going to miss you.’
‘Oh, Tan. You should come visit.’
Willow hugged her. ‘I’ll stay in touch.’
‘It’s not the same,’ Tanya sobbed.
‘I’ll call you in a couple of
days, okay?’
Tanya nodded and gave her another
tearful hug before letting Willow leave.
Jeez, Willow thought as she ran back to the taxi. Shows of emotion had
never been her thing. Okay, she was moving a couple of thousand kilometres
away, and she’d miss seeing Tanya at work, but surely it wasn’t worth crying
over.
A memory of her sessions with a
psychologist surfaced. Willow, you tend to hold people at arm’s length. Why
don’t you try letting people in a little more?
Willow snapped her attention
back to the present, logging into the power company’s website on her phone to
cancel her account.
She checked in for her flight and
paid an exorbitant amount for her excess baggage before watching it glide away
on the conveyer belt – the sum total of her adult life in two large suitcases. No,
she remembered. 3700 square kilometres, 6500 head of cattle, a ground­breaking,
humane, organic beef operation. That would be the sum total of her adult
life.
She settled into her seat and
thanked the heavens she’d been placed next to a young fly-in-fly-out type,
probably contracted to the Herne River catchment project. He was already
plugged into his tablet and watching a show involving zombies, so she wouldn’t
have to talk to anyone during the flight. She wanted to write a to-do list. As
soon as they were in the air she reached into her bag for a note­pad and her
hand met something unfamiliar. Not her notepad.
Tom’s
letters.
Willow considered them, her heart
rate bumping up all over again. Wouldn’t it almost be an invasion of Tom’s
privacy to read them now, so long after he’d intended her to? Maybe those
sleeping dogs should just be left to lie?
Yes, she would bin them all – drop
them into the roving rubbish bag the next time the steward came around.
But she would be living next door
to the Forrests again once she got home. By now, Tom would soon be taking over
Quintilla, just as she was about to do with Paterson Downs. Their families were
as close as ever. She’d need to resume some kind of relationship with Tom
Forrest, no matter how difficult the initial patching up phase would be.
Maybe she could use this three-hour flight from Perth to Mount Clair
to read all of Tom’s letters at last. She hadn’t even given the poor guy a
chance after looking at the first couple. She’d been so absorbed in her own
pain; grappling with the panic she felt every time she thought about what he’d
done. Perhaps there had been
an apology in one of those letters – an apology she should have
acknowledged by now. A retraction of that awful moment when he’d said those
words . . .
Tom’s handwriting was scrawled across the front of the topmost
envelope – always familiar, no matter how long it had been. Willow took a shaky
breath. Seven-thirty in the morning was a little early for a stiff drink, so
she requested a coffee and pulled out the first two letters; the ones she’d
opened and read ten years earlier.

Dear
Banjo,
Happy New Year. I guess you’re settled
in at the student hall by now. You sure went early. The other kids who got in
aren’t leaving until February. I don’t know where you’re staying so I asked
Beth to send this on to you. You might have heard I’m probably not going to
take up my offer of a place at uni. I’m thinking I’ll defer my course – for
now, anyway. Dad’s not fazed. He won’t have to hire extra help this way, not to
mention the savings on the tuition fees. Mum’s not overly happy but I keep
telling her it’s only for the year. She asks a lot of questions. Not really
sure what else to say to you, Banjo. It’s weird without you. Whenever I’m on
the quad I turn towards Patersons before I remember you’re not there any more.
I keep thinking I’ll see you at the eastern gate, sitting on Rusty, ready for a
fenceline race. You knew I’d always beat you but you’d have a go anyway. So,
yep. Really weird. You’ve always just been there. I guess it doesn’t quite
compute yet. Take care of yourself in the big city, okay?
Tom
P.S. We should probably try to sort
this mess out.














Smoke and Mirrors by Susan Harris blitz


Smoke and Mirrors
Susan Harris
(The Ever Chace Chronicles, #3)
Published by: Crimson Tree Publishing
Publication date: May 29th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Ever Chace is a Valkyrie, but not just any Valkyrie—she’s a Valkyrie queen in the making.

Torn between the past and present, love and obligation, Ever is terrified of saying the words that would break the curse she is bound to. Pushing Derek away hasn’t simplified things; it has only made her miserable. With her father waking, and her and Derek’s lives on the line, can she really shy away from who and what she is becoming? How long can Ever keep her past lives a secret?

Pushing thoughts of his mate aside, Derek tries to focus on the task at hand—tracking down a monster that leaves nothing but a husk behind. But Ever is never truly off his mind, even as two of his own become targets of the unsub. Can he set his personal distractions aside to keep his team alive?

Goodreads / Amazon

EXCERPT:

Caitlyn bade Derek farewell and left him staring out at the stars. Making her way outside, she inhaled the night air, tasting the frost in the air before it quickly evaporated, her lungs no longer functional. Her heels clicked against the concrete as she hurried towards her car, the sound of her name being called as she reached the car hasting her movement.

“You heading home?”

Donnie had sensed when she’d left the station and would, of course, make sure she was alright before he continued on with his duties.

“I am. Are you staying here for a while?”

Folding his arms across his chest, Donnie tilted his head and narrowed his gaze. “Yeah, I have one or two leads to follow up before I head out. I should get home just after sunrise.”

“Okay, I shall see you then.” Caitlyn turned around as she heard Donnie swear. A hand on her waist caused her to pause, and she turned back to face him.

He never spoke, never made a sound, but the look in his eyes told her exactly what was about to happen. Donnie crushed his lips to hers, pushing her back against the car so that she was trapped between the metal and his overwhelming mass, ensuring that she could not escape.

It was not a gentle kiss, but a claiming of sorts—a strong, bruising meeting of lips that told Caitlyn that Donnie was done waiting and intended to take what he considered his. He nipped her bottom lip, drawing blood, the copper taste mingling with Donnie’s own unique taste. He gave a little groan, and with a little more pressure on her lips, Caitlyn opened up as Donnie tasted, sucked on, and devoured her mouth. And when Caitlyn felt her control slip, eager to succumb to the passion that this man excited from her, Donnie pulled back, finally allowing her space.

“I had to do that. I needed you to know what my intentions are, Cait. I don’t care who claims you are theirs; you are mine, and I plan to seduce you into agreeing with me. I’m the only man you need worry about, Caitlyn Hardi. Because I am yours—now, forever, and always.”



Author Bio:

Susan Harris is a writer from Cork in Ireland.

An avid reader, she quickly grew to love books in the supernatural/fantasy and Dystopian genre. She writes books for young adults and adults alike.

When she is not writing or reading, she loves music, oriental cultures, tattoos, creepy snow globes, DC shoes, stationary, anything Disney, Marvel movies, psychology and far too many TV shows. If she wasn't a writer, she would love to be a FBI profiler or a PA for Dave Grohl or Jared Leto.

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Dear Banjo by Sasha Wasley blitz


Dear Banjo
Sasha Wasley
Published by: Penguin Random House
Publication date: May 29th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

They were best friends who were never meant to fall in love – but for one of them, it was already way too late.

Willow ‘Banjo’ Paterson and Tom Forrest were raised on neighbouring cattle stations in the heart of the Kimberley. As young adults, sharing the same life dreams, something came between them that Willow cannot forget. Now ten years have passed since she’s even spoken to Tom.

When her father falls ill, Willow is called home to take over the running of the family property, Paterson Downs. Her vision for a sustainable, organic cattle station is proving hard to achieve. She needs Tom’s help, but is it too late, and all too complicated, to make amends?

Tom’s heartfelt, decade-old letters remain unopened and unmentioned between them, and Willow must find the courage to finally read them. Their tattered pages reveal a love story like no other – and one you’ll never forget.

Dear Banjo is a wildly romantic and utterly captivating story about first love and second chances from an exciting new Australian author.

Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo / GooglePlay



EXCERPT:

Somehow she managed to pack up the entire apartment overnight. On the way to the airport the next morning, Willow got the taxi driver to drop in at Tanya’s place. Her friend was still in her pyjamas when Willow gave her the keys to her apartment and a couple of hundred dollars. Tanya tried to refuse the money but Willow pushed it into her hand.

‘No, Tan, I’ve booked professional cleaners and I need you to pay them for me. Keep whatever’s left over as a thanks. And could you possibly go in and get rid of the boxes I’ve left behind? You can have anything from them or just donate it all to charity. And then if you could just drop the keys off to the real estate agent, I’ll be grateful forever.’

Tanya nodded and her eyes went a little glassy. ‘You’re really going, aren’t you? For good, I mean.’

‘Yeah. Going home at last. I can’t believe I stayed in the city this long.’

Tears spilled down Tanya’s cheeks. ‘I’m going to miss you.’

‘Oh, Tan. You should come visit.’ Willow hugged her. ‘I’ll stay in touch.’

‘It’s not the same,’ Tanya sobbed.

‘I’ll call you in a couple of days, okay?’

Tanya nodded and gave her another tearful hug before letting Willow leave.

Jeez, Willow thought as she ran back to the taxi. Shows of emotion had never been her thing. Okay, she was moving a couple of thousand kilometres away, and she’d miss seeing Tanya at work, but surely it wasn’t worth crying over.

A memory of her sessions with a psychologist surfaced. Willow, you tend to hold people at arm’s length. Why don’t you try letting people in a little more? Willow snapped her attention back to the present, logging into the power company’s website on her phone to cancel her account.

She checked in for her flight and paid an exorbitant amount for her excess baggage before watching it glide away on the conveyer belt – the sum total of her adult life in two large suitcases. No, she remembered. 3700 square kilometres, 6500 head of cattle, a groundbreaking, humane, organic beef operation. That would be the sum total of her adult life.

She settled into her seat and thanked the heavens she’d been placed next to a young fly-in-fly-out type, probably contracted to the Herne River catchment project. He was already plugged into his tablet and watching a show involving zombies, so she wouldn’t have to talk to anyone during the flight. She wanted to write a to-do list. As soon as they were in the air she reached into her bag for a notepad and her hand met something unfamiliar. Not her notepad.

Tom’s letters.

Willow considered them, her heart rate bumping up all over again. Wouldn’t it almost be an invasion of Tom’s privacy to read them now, so long after he’d intended her to? Maybe those sleeping dogs should just be left to lie?

Yes, she would bin them all – drop them into the roving rubbish bag the next time the steward came around.

But she would be living next door to the Forrests again once she got home. By now, Tom would soon be taking over Quintilla, just as she was about to do with Paterson Downs. Their families were as close as ever. She’d need to resume some kind of relationship with Tom Forrest, no matter how difficult the initial patching up phase would be.

Maybe she could use this three-hour flight from Perth to Mount Clair to read all of Tom’s letters at last. She hadn’t even given the poor guy a chance after looking at the first couple. She’d been so absorbed in her own pain; grappling with the panic she felt every time she thought about what he’d done. Perhaps there had been an apology in one of those letters – an apology she should have acknowledged by now. A retraction of that awful moment when he’d said those words . . .

Tom’s handwriting was scrawled across the front of the topmost envelope – always familiar, no matter how long it had been. Willow took a shaky breath. Seven-thirty in the morning was a little early for a stiff drink, so she requested a coffee and pulled out the first two letters; the ones she’d opened and read ten years earlier.

Dear Banjo,

Happy New Year. I guess you’re settled in at the student hall by now. You sure went early. The other kids who got in aren’t leaving until February. I don’t know where you’re staying so I asked Beth to send this on to you. You might have heard I’m probably not going to take up my offer of a place at uni. I’m thinking I’ll defer my course – for now, anyway. Dad’s not fazed. He won’t have to hire extra help this way, not to mention the savings on the tuition fees. Mum’s not overly happy but I keep telling her it’s only for the year. She asks a lot of questions. Not really sure what else to say to you, Banjo. It’s weird without you. Whenever I’m on the quad I turn towards Patersons before I remember you’re not there any more. I keep thinking I’ll see you at the eastern gate, sitting on Rusty, ready for a fenceline race. You knew I’d always beat you but you’d have a go anyway. So, yep. Really weird. You’ve always just been there. I guess it doesn’t quite compute yet. Take care of yourself in the big city, okay?

Tom

P.S. We should probably try to sort this mess out.



Author Bio:

Sasha Wasley was born and raised in Perth, Western Australia.

She has completed a PhD in cultural theory and loves nature, Jane Austen and puns.

Sasha is a farming wannabe, with a passion for animals and the land. Although she’s in her forties now, she still wants a pony.

Her debut novel, a young adult paranormal, was published in 2014. Today, she lives and writes in the Swan Valley wine region with her partner and two daughters, surrounded by dogs, cats and chickens.

Sasha writes mystery, paranormal and young adult novels as S.D. Wasley.

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