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Amazon: http://amzn.to/IVe5e0 Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1kgmgP6 Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1xhc67n Kobo: http://bit.ly/ZNYANw IBooks: http://bit.ly/1yHEMuK Goodreads: http://bit.ly/1gZZfRO Rellik Bentley is to die for. He can have any woman he wants and they will do anything to be with him. He uses and abuses them like drugs and tosses them out with the trash. The only thing he gives a f*ck about is his music. That is, until Ella Lighten walks into his life and stumbles upon one of his darkest secrets. In the midst of doing damage control, he begins to obsess over the mysterious woman who wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Rellik won’t take no for an answer. *Unedited teaser* *Subject to change*
My eyes narrowed as I slowly reached forward so I wouldn't startle her. I wrapped my hands around hers as she gripped the gun and pulled her toward me until the cold barrel pressed against my bare chest. “Do it,” I whispered. “Fucking do it. Tell the world some crazy asshole locked you in his hotel room and forced himself on you. Trust me, they’ll believe you. But that’s not what happened, Ella. The truth is, you came back to my hotel room willingly. You spread your legs for a fucking stranger without even knowing his God damn name. You practically fucking begged me for it. And now you’re the one holding a gun and calling me crazy?” Her grip loosened and I slid the weapon from her hand. I immediately grabbed her shoulders and flipped over so I was on top of her, pinning her arms next to her head. I adjusted her arms so I was able to grip her wrists in one hand above her head, my other hand against her neck, forcing her to look me in the eye. “You want to kill me, Ella? Huh? You want to fucking kill me?” My grip tightened as she struggled to turn her head, my finger tips on her jaw so as to not cut off her air supply. Our lips were practically touching and under different circumstances her heavy panting would have turned me on. “I didn’t pull the trigger.” “You fucking should have because if you ever pull a stunt like that again,” My voice trailed off as her eyes filled with tears. “Don’t. You don’t get to be sad. You don’t get to be a fucking victim. YOU PUT A FUCKING GUN TO MY HEART!” “I’m not a victim,” her eyes narrowed, tears running down into her hair. I bit back my rage and lowered my voice so my words wouldn’t fall on deaf ears. “That girl… that girl in the picture…” I squeezed my eyes closed momentarily trying to calm my racing thoughts. I never talked about Katie to anyone. Her memories were mine alone. “She was a victim. She was… everything to me and she is dead because of it.” I felt the column of her throat move under my palm as she swallowed hard, her heart racing under my fingers. “So if you want to play the victim with me, Ella, I will fucking make you one.” **Pre-Order Rellik on Amazon http://amzn.to/1CXJHqV I know it has been a lifetime since I've made a blog post, but I've been focusing on working out the kinks in Rellik. So here is the prologue to the story. I've never started a novel with a flashback but it felt necessary to this rock star's story. Here he is at the young age of 16 and where some of his problems began. **Unedited and subject to change** Prologue- (Past) Forsaken Forsaken: abandoned or deserted. I could still feel the warmth of her blood between my fingertips, my mind clouded in a heavy fog as thick as the syrupy substance on my hands. I stood over Katie, her face marred with dirt-stained tears as she stared off into nothingness. The leaves around us rustled as the wind blew hot against my back, the oppressive southern heat making it hard to breathe. If it weren’t for the breeze I would have sworn that the Earth had frozen on its axis, suspending us in time. Heavy raindrops fell from the leaves, sending the crimson pool rippling around her still body. “Katie, it’s gonna be okay,” I mumbled as I slid my hands under her back, lifting her from the dirt. Her body was limp and I struggled to stand as her head fell back, her long dark hair, slicked with blood hung in the freshly made mud from the late night Florida storm. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” I looped my other hand under her knees, my shoulder colliding hard with a tree as I pushed to my feet, bark biting into my flesh. I winced at the sudden burst of heat before my own superficial wound, but pain snapped me out of my daze and back into the moment. Time had not stilled for me, even if I would forever live in this moment. Gritting my teeth, I began the long trudge out of the cover of the woods, our sanctuary turned hell. My muscles begged for reprieve but I continued on, determined to find help. It felt like hours had passed since I took her into my arms and my muscles began to fail at the thought that it would be the last time. I placed her in the grass on the shoulder of Trails End Drive, pulling her ashy-toned face to my chest as I smoothed her hair from her cheek. “I’m so sorry I got dirt in your hair,” My words were strangled, my vision blurred as I looked into the lifeless eyes of the girl I loved. I’d never even said the words out loud to her. Light illuminated her body as I felt her being pulled from my grip, but God couldn’t take her. I still needed her here to be my angel. I held her close as hands ripped and clawed at my skin, desperate to pull her from my arms. My own body was being forced into the mud, as the silk of her hair slipped through my fingers. “Call the police!” I watched the large silhouette holding her lifeless body walk away, blocking out the light momentarily. What I thought was Heaven was the headlight of a rusted blue pickup truck, God nothing more than a stranger. My angel had forsaken me. I closed my eyes as I quit struggling against the weight on my shoulders. There was no reason for me to fight anymore. Rellik -
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*unedited teaser (flashback)* I sat in the back of class as Ms. Simmons held up a plastic cup full of dirt, a green stem topped by two leaves protruded from the rim. I stuck my pointer finger in my cup and felt around in the dirt for my seed that had failed to flourish but came up empty. My eyes danced over Katie’s hair that cascaded in dark waves over the back of her chair, the very color of the barren soil. I reached out with dirty fingers and slid them between the silky strands. It was even softer than I had imagined. A lopsided grin spread across my face just as Katie turned, scowling in disgust and crumbling my spirit. “Ew! You got dirt in my hair!” So I did what any twelve year old boy would do when faced by his crush, I gripped her hair tightly in my hand and yanked until she squealed. Fat, salty tears dripped from her emerald, leaf-colored eyes and rolled over her pink cheeks as the entire room turned to glare at me and time froze to a painful halt. My hand fell free from her tresses as I averted my gaze to my own cup of dirt on my desk. No green leaves grew like they had from the others. It was a bad seed, just like me. I’d watered it like I was told, turned the cup daily in the window sill to make sure it was getting the right amount of light, but like everything else I tried, I failed. I had no idea that this moment would become the catalyst of an obsession that would haunt me for the entirety of my life. My cup would never be full. Amazon: http://amzn.to/IVe5e0 Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1kgmgP6 Goodreads: http://bit.ly/1gZZfRO Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RellikNovel Website: http://www.RellikBentley.com/-stand alone novel- Rellik Bentley is to die for. He can have any woman he wants and they will do anything to be with him. He uses and abuses them like drugs and tosses them out with the trash. The only thing he gives a f*ck about is his music. That is, until Ella Lighten walks into his life and stumbles upon one of his darkest secrets. In the midst of doing damage control, he begins to obsess over the mysterious woman who wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Rellik won’t take no for an answer. I get messages daily fron authors wanting me to read ARCS and newly released novels. I wish I had the time to read them all. There simply aren't enough hours in the day. I try to get to as many as I can when I do have free time. If you'd like to send a copy, ebooks can be sent to Teresa_mummert@yahoo.com with EBOOK ARC in the subject line. I prefer kindle format for ebooks. Paperbacks can be sent to
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TERESA MUMMERT is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. Her work includes word-of-mouth bestselling, White Trash Trilogy, which landed her a three-book publishing deal with Simon & Schuster. She is also the author of the wildly popular Honor Series which chronicles the taboo romance between a student and her college professor.
To date, she's written over twenty-five novels and plans for many more releases in the future. |