Title: We are Made of Stardust
Series: Peaches Monroe, #1
Author: Mimi Strong
Publication Date: June 28, 2013
Genre: NA, Romance
SUMMARY
Peaches Monroe, age 22, is a plus-sized beauty who spends quiet days with books, in the small town of Beaverdale, Washington.
One Saturday afternoon, she's balancing precariously on a chair, in a bridesmaid dress, when a handsome dark-haired man comes running into the bookstore. He knocks Peaches over, she lands in his muscular arms. They lock gazes, and ...
She recognizes him.
As the sexy vampire heartthrob she watches on TV once a week.
Peaches and Dalton Deangelo are completely wrong for each other. He's only in town temporarily, working on an indie movie. She should stay away. He should stay away, too.
But they're drawn to each other. Dalton claims it's because they're made from the same stardust. He says a lot of dramatic things, but it's his carbohydrate-free perfect body and sexy touch that turns Peaches to Jell-O.
One Saturday afternoon, she's balancing precariously on a chair, in a bridesmaid dress, when a handsome dark-haired man comes running into the bookstore. He knocks Peaches over, she lands in his muscular arms. They lock gazes, and ...
She recognizes him.
As the sexy vampire heartthrob she watches on TV once a week.
Peaches and Dalton Deangelo are completely wrong for each other. He's only in town temporarily, working on an indie movie. She should stay away. He should stay away, too.
But they're drawn to each other. Dalton claims it's because they're made from the same stardust. He says a lot of dramatic things, but it's his carbohydrate-free perfect body and sexy touch that turns Peaches to Jell-O.
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EXCERPT
The bookstore was my whole life, set up just how I liked it. Sometimes in the evening, after we were closed and the lights were dimmed, I found it difficult to leave the space. I'd stay behind and watch the traffic on the rainy street outside, as people walked back and forth, going to Java Jones or DeNirro’s, unaware of me, sitting in the dark.
Dalton pulled open the front door, and the sounds of the world came in. He'd probably get a phone call and make some excuse before we were half-way there, and I'd be going to the wedding alone. I'd had other men make big promises before, and it always started like this: the grand, spontaneous gesture. The excuses kicked in later.
My eyes were wide open.
Dalton turned to me, his beautiful green eyes bright with promise. “Let's have some fun.”
It was exactly what I needed to hear. “Fun,” I agreed, and I walked ahead of him out the door.
“What is it about bridesmaids?” he asked as soon as we were outside.
I laughed. “Maybe it's our association with the bride, all dressed in white and virtuous.”
He held out his arm for me to hold his elbow, like a gentleman. “You, Peaches Monroe, are looking quite virtuous yourself. That pretty dress with all the ruffles. You're so clean and nice, you give me bad thoughts.”
I laughed, harder this time. “Wow. You don't waste any time. You just say whatever you want, don't you?”
He grinned. “I suspect I've met my match in you.”
“Are you always like this? I feel like I've known you for years, but I've been watching you on TV. You don't know me, though, but you seem pretty comfortable.”
“My car's this way,” he said, pulling me to the right. “And who's to say I don't already know you? Maybe we share a common past.”
“I think I'd remember that.”
He stopped walking and turned to look at me. Really look at me. With those gorgeous green eyes, set in that achingly handsome face.
I started to worry he was going to kiss me. Or not kiss me. Either way, I was in big trouble.
He looked down my body, along my fluffy bridesmaid gown, like he was formulating a plan to get it off of me.
Forget the wedding, I thought. Unzip me, bend me over, and make me call you weird names until the sun comes up.
He smiled, as if he was his vampire character, and could read my mind.
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ABOUT the AUTHOR
I've always had a lot of sides. Sometimes I'm vulnerable, and sometimes I go after what I want without a single doubt.
My favorite person is my husband. If I can crack him up and see his eyes crinkle at the corners, my day is made. In fact, I love making everyone around me laugh.
I've always enjoyed empowering stories about kick-butt women who don't hold back and the awesome men who are smart enough to love them. Now that I'm writing these stories, I couldn't be happier. I hope you enjoy them too!
Note: I also have a family-friendly pen name, (DALYA MOON), where you'll find MG and YA books, from fantasy to contemporary romance.
My favorite person is my husband. If I can crack him up and see his eyes crinkle at the corners, my day is made. In fact, I love making everyone around me laugh.
I've always enjoyed empowering stories about kick-butt women who don't hold back and the awesome men who are smart enough to love them. Now that I'm writing these stories, I couldn't be happier. I hope you enjoy them too!
Note: I also have a family-friendly pen name, (DALYA MOON), where you'll find MG and YA books, from fantasy to contemporary romance.
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1 comment:
Thank you so much for being part of my book launch! We are Made of Stardust is hopping up the charts, at #200 on the whole Amazon Kindle store as of today.
It's also ON SALE for only 99cents for a limited time.
If a reader does win a free ebook copy, and they've already purchased the ebook, I'll send any one of my other 7 books instead. If you read it and get hooked, or feel anguish at the end of the first novel, there's a support (ha ha) group on Facebook called "Team Peaches."
Thank you again, and have an awesome weekend!
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