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Saturday, September 20, 2014

J.B. Cheaney Author Interview

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J. B. Cheaney’s The Playmaker was named one of Booklist’s Top Ten First Novels for Teens. She and her husband live in the Ozarks of Missouri.

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Why is storytelling so important for all of us?

I’m continually struck with the importance of storytelling, but here’s what strikes me right now: storytelling gives shape and meaning to our lives. We all think in terms of beginning, middle, and end; storytelling incarnates that instinct. It’s how we’re created: “In the beginning was the word (story),” and the word informs us that we’re not just organisms experiencing sensation moment by moment. That’s the short answer. I could write a book . . .

What’s one thing that readers would be surprised to find out about you?

I didn’t want to be a writer when I was a kid, and didn’t publish my first novel until I was fifty.

Was there a defining moment during your youth when you realized you wanted to be a writer?

Nope; I wanted to be an actress. Not movies—live theater. It wasn’t until much later, as I was pushing thirty, that I realized writing a novel is like acting out a play, only it’s all in my head, and I get to play all the parts! (There was a defining moment in my youth when I realized I was a reader, though; I write about that here.)

What is the best piece of advice you ever received from another author?

Nothing glamorous: Put your butt in the chair. Pick up your pencil or swivel around to your keyboard. Then do it.

What are some of the common challenges that new and experienced authors face and what advice do you have for over-coming them?

The biggest challenge is the same for both new and experienced authors: we face a world of vast indifference. When you’re new and unknown, nobody cares that you’ve written the greatest book ever—you have to convince them. And after you’ve published a few novels, the story is basically the same: you still have to convince them. And when you think about it, that’s how it should be. Nobody owes you a read and everyone’s time is valuable. An author’s job is not to get herself on the cover of Publishers Weekly or cause a stampede at; it’s to give the best value possible for those readers who are persuaded to invest some time with her.

The best attitude for pressing on when times get rough is a weird mixture of confidence and humility. Confility?

In your new book; Somebody on This Bus Is Going to Be Famous, can you tell my Book Nerd Kids Community a little about it and why they should read your novel?

And now it’s time to put my own advice into practice and be convincing. Hello, Book Nerd Kids Community! Is anybody there in middle school, or do you remember middle school? For some of us, it wasn’t the best time of our lives, but it’s valuable learning time. It’s when we’re first starting to wonder who we are, and we kind of think the kids around us know more than we do. I take nine middle-school students who all live in the same neighborhood and all get on the same bus every morning, and show how they respond to each other as the school year progresses. Each one has their own story, but they also have a shared question: Why does the bus driver stop every morning at the country crossroads where there’s a nice little bus shelter, but no one waiting in it? No one. Ever. Each one of characters will acquire a clue to the mystery, but not all of them will realize it. If you want to solve the mystery—and discover who’s going to be famous—you’ll have to read the novel.

For those who are unfamiliar with Spencer, how would you introduce him?

Oh, everybody knows Spencer! He’s the brainy kid, whose test scores are whispered about among his classmates and whose vocabulary makes you wish you had a dictionary (so you could throw it at him). Only lately he’s beginning to recognize that there are people—even other sixth-graders--who might be smarter than he is. Maybe even a lot smarter. And if Spencer isn’t the smart one, who is he?

If you could introduce Shelly to any character from another book, who would it be and why?

What an interesting prospect! Okay: Shelly, meet Voldemort. He could help you get serious (about something other than yourself, that is) and you could help him lighten up. A sequined cape might help.

What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating Matthew?

Matthew appears to live in his own theoretical world, but there’s one very real hurt in his life, a pain that won’t go away. But that pain also keeps him attached to humanity, so in that sense it’s a good thing to have. I was surprised when this thing that happens to him at the end (no, I can’t tell you what) serves as metaphor for necessary pain.

You have the chance to give one piece of advice to your readers. What would it be?

Be thankful you’re alive. The world can be very rough—sometimes excruciating. But life itself is an exciting mystery if you take the time to search out the clues.

What book are you reading now?

I’m reading two, one for adults and one for kids: Mission to Nuremberg by Tim Townsend is about the American pastor who served as a chaplain to Nazi war criminals—Hitler’s lieutenants—during the Nuremberg war criminal trials. The Great Trouble by Deborah Hopkinson is a historical novel about the Broad Street (London) cholera epidemic of 1854. It’s not a cheerful subject, but she creates a very likable main character.

Where is the best place in the world you’ve been?

I’ve been blessed to visit some exotic places, like Athens (the stony heart of antiquity), Venice (like a fairy tale come to life—except that it sometimes stinks), and Tokyo (so like us, and yet so different!). Also the bottom of the Grand Canyon and the top of Mt. Hood. And yet I’m thrilled when the fall leaves turn or the redbuds bloom in my own home town. So what can I say? My feet are on holy ground all the time.

What is your favorite room in your home and outside environment?

My screened front porch. It’s the best of nature and civilization: sunlight, cool breezes, shelter from the rain, and no bugs.

When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

When I signed off a phone conversation with my son a few days ago. Those swift “love-ya’s” are like a kiss on the cheek.

When was the last time you cried?

I choke up a lot—movie makers know just how to pull my strings. But in “real life,” the last time I cried was a happy occasion, and I’ll leave it at that.

Nine ordinary kids ride the same yellow school bus every day-but only one of them is about to be famous.

Each of the nine students on Mrs. B's school bus holds a clue to the mystery of the empty bus stop. Spencer's the smart kid. Shellly's the diva. Matthew's just average (so far). In fact, there's nothing about any of the nine middle-schoolers on Mrs. B's bus route that screams "fame," but before the end of the school year, somebody on this bus is going to be famous.

Part detective story, part tale of self-discovery, this funny and touching novel told from nine very different points of view is destined to be a modern classic.

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Thursday, September 18, 2014

Lauren Sabel Author Interview

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Originally from the Rocky Mountains, Lauren Sabel has returned to the cool mountain air of Boulder, Colorado after living in several wonderful cities that she will always love and continue to visit year after year.

Lauren loves her husband, her family, her friends, and stories that end happily. (Unfortunately, hers never do.) She also loves digging into her mind and revealing tiny gems she didn’t know were there.

Lauren learned to mind dig while getting her MFA in Creative Writing from Naropa, a Buddhist college in Boulder, Colorado. Before Naropa, Lauren studied film in Rome, where she developed her love of crypts and other beautiful creepy things. She also worked in the film industry in New York and San Francisco, focusing mainly on film festivals, as she can never pass up a good party. In San Francisco she worked for Chronicle Books, where she was inducted into the fascinating world of book publishing.

For the past eight years, Lauren has been teaching college students the joys of creative writing, whether they like it or not.

In 2008, Lauren was published in Undiscovered Voices, an anthology of the best new writers for children in the U.K., where she was living at the time. Then life got very exciting very quickly. She signed with Jodi Reamer Esq. at The Writer’s House Agency in New York, and they made magic happen, and that magic is named Katherine Tegen. (aka: Katherine Tegen Publishing, Harper Collins).

Lauren's first book, Vivian Divine is Dead will be published June 3 2014. She's currently working on her next book, which she can't wait to tell you about (but has to wait just a little while anyway).

Lauren believes that being a teenager is an act of courage, and is proud of anyone who manages to stick through it, despite the pain. :)

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What was your first introduction to YA literature, the one that made you choose that genre to write?

I spent a summer in Rome, Italy, and I couldn’t find any English books. (I also got lost 50 times on my own block. Apparently other people can find English bookstores in Rome, but I’m direction challenged.) When I finally found a few books in English, one was a young adult book. I got really into the book, and I realized that I loved reading a story from a teenager’s viewpoint. Since I still remember my teenage years in a painfully sharp way, I thought, “Hey, I can do this.”

What was the greatest thing you learned at school?

I guess it’s what I didn’t learn at school that helped me.

I used to write poetry all the time, in math class and gym class and at lunchtime, etc. I got in trouble a lot for not paying attention, and writing poetry was seen as pretty nerdy anyway, and kind of useless, like “where’s that gonna get you?” But I just kept writing, and daydreaming, and here I am, despite what I heard about writing being “useless and nerdy”— so I guess I learned that it’s worthwhile to follow your passion.

What’s one thing that readers would be surprised to find out about you?

I was once pulled over by a cop for driving my convertible naked.

When did you write your first book and how old were you?

I wrote my first “book” in third grade. It was titled Green Sea, about two kids who go on adventures on their magic sailboat. But I lost it, which is probably good, since I’m sure it was terrible. Vivian Divine is Dead was my second book, and I started that when I was about thirty.

How would you describe yourself in three words?

Whimsical. Macabre. Obsessive.

Did you learn anything from writing Vivian Divine Is Dead and what was it?

I learned that writing a book is largely about not giving up. It’s about the story, yes, and the character, for sure, but it’s mostly about sitting down in front of the computer day after day and making that one paragraph or chapter or plotline better than it was the day before.

What part of Vivian did you enjoy writing the most?

I love setting. It’s the closest thing there is to daydreaming. I get to picture a place in my mind, and then find words to bring that place to life for other people. I want people to feel like they’ve been to a place after reading my book; it should be that alive for them. In Vivian Divine Is Dead, she goes to Mexico during Los Muertos (the Day of the Dead). I got to go to Oaxaca, Mexico to experience that, and I want everyone who reads my book to experience it too.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

Ray Bradbury. His imagination was endless, and his work ethic was even better. He wrote six days a week for over fifty years, and my goal is to have a writing discipline as intense as his. Bradbury inspired me so much that I wrote my graduate thesis on his book of short stories The Illustrated Man. It is one of my favorite books on earth.

You have the chance to give one piece of advice to your readers. What would it be?

Don’t listen to haters. They are always there, and they are not important. Everything you do and everything you are has an audience, and you just have to find it. Don’t ever believe that just because there are haters that it means everyone is a hater. Find Your Audience. Find Your Fan base. They are out there.

How many books have you written?

I just finished my second book. Vivian Divine is Dead was my first book, and my second is about a teenage psychic who works undercover for the government. I’ve also written part of a sequel to Vivian Divine is Dead in response to readers asking for a second book, but I haven’t signed a contract for that one yet. If you want a Vivian Divine sequel, tweet #letnicklive or #viviandivinesequel or #helpsavenick. My readers started these hashtags, and I so much appreciate their support.

What's the most memorable summer job you've ever had?

I was a summer camp counselor for gifted and talented eighth graders at the University of Denver. Most of the activities offered by the camp were sports, so I started a poetry circle. And wow, did those teenagers amaze me. The huge talents they had inside of them, and they didn’t even know it!

Once I pointed their talents out to them, I got to watch them gain confidence in themselves as they realized their own brilliance. That was one of the most meaningful experiences in my life.

Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a heartbreak or have never loved before?

I’d take the heartbreak. For a writer, all of this pain is useful. It’s the fodder we use to create stories that reach out and touch other people. Think about it: when did you last read a story where the character had no problems, encountered no obstacles? Writers have to feel those emotions in order to write characters that feel them too. Without ever feeling heartbreak, I never could have written the scene where Vivian is betrayed by Nick. Without feeling grief, I never could have written about Vivian’s devastation at the death of her mother. So yes, these emotions are horrible, but they pass – it’s the ability to write about them that stays with you forever.

If you had to go back in time and change one thing, if you HAD to, even if you had “no regrets” what would it be?

I would change how insecure I was as a teenager. I didn’t realize that I had this whole life in front of me, filled with people who would appreciate the strange, quirky person I am. In middle school and high school, being unpopular seemed like a lifetime curse, but it’s actually the opposite. As soon as high school ended, the things about me that made me unpopular became valuable to people. At the same time, many of the things that made other people popular in high school seemed suddenly unimportant as adults.

When was the last time you cried?

Sometimes I cry when my writing isn’t going well. It’s like the words are stuck inside of me, and I can’t get them out. I build up all this anxiety about it, until I kind of implode, and the tears come out. But soaking in a hot tub or taking a long walk helps calm me down, and then I make myself pull it together and continue writing.

Where can readers stalk you?


But twitter’s my favorite.

Filled with surprising twists and poignant moments, Lauren Sabel brings a fresh new voice to contemporary fiction with Vivian Divine Is Dead. Creepy, clever, funny, and romantic.

When a death threat arrives with teen celebrity Vivian Divine's fan mail, Vivian has no choice but to go on the run to Mexico. She soon discovers, though, that her Oscar-nominated performance killing villains on-screen did nothing to prepare her for escaping a madman in real life. Some people say he's a hero, others tremble in his presence, but one thing is clear: he won't stop until Vivian is in his grasp. Why didn't she pay more attention during those judo lessons for her role in Zombie Killer?

Vivian finds an ally in the mysterious and charming Nick. He is everything Hollywood boys are not-genuine, kind, and determined to see Vivian for who she really is. But even he seems like he can't be trusted-what could he be hiding?

Beat up, hungry, and more confused than ever about who she's running from, Vivian is living in a real-life blockbuster horror flick. But there's no option to yell "cut" like there is on set....

Lauren Sabel's Vivian Divine Is Dead is a creepy, witty, fast-paced adventure about family, fame, and having the courage to save yourself.

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Kristen Lippert-Martin Author Interview

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Kristen Lippert-Martin has an MFA from Columbia University. She's worked at Time, the world-renowned Brookings Institution, and even had a stint as a stand-up comic before turning to writing full-time. She was awarded the SCBWI's Work-in-Progress grant in 2010. She can be found online at

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What was your first introduction to YA literature, the one that made you choose that genre to write?

I’m going to say Harry Potter, realizing that that isn’t a YA book (well, that’s debatable) but that was the first book that turned my head and got me looking in a different direction, away from writing for adults. I kind of innately knew I wasn’t a children’s book writer – like middle grade or younger, I mean. I’d say The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-time Indian by Sherman Alexie was the next most influential. Then probably Scott Westerfeld’s Uglies series followed by Kristin Cashore’s Graceling. I remember going to the library and just taking armfuls of books out, week after week, trying to stuff them all into my eyeballs and learn from them. That was about five-six years ago.

What’s one thing that readers would be surprised to find out about you?

I am a total wimp when it comes to violence. Watching violence in movies and TV, I mean, especially when it’s realistic-portrayed violence. Cartoony stuff involving robots and whatever—I’m fine with that. But my dad was a police officer, and my brother is active duty military, and I think it just hits too close to home. And you can just forget about horror. No, thank you on that one. I AM A MAJOR WUSS. There. I said it.

When did you write your first book and how old were you?

The first complete, “real” book I wrote was after I finished my MFA. I guess I was about 28? I think it was like 180,000 words or something insane like that. I was definitely not one of those writers who always dreamed of being an author from the time I was a kid. I was out lighting fires, getting up to all kinds of shenanigans when I was a kid. I also didn’t read much.

How would you describe yourself in three words?

Resilient, Amused, Grateful

For those who are unfamiliar with Sarah, how would you introduce her?

At the start of the story, Sarah is essentially hollowed out. She has no memories. Her entire life is lived in the now, and sometimes living in the now is a very bad thing.

She’s clever and observant and utterly bored. Whenever she tries to get some traction on figuring herself out, everything and everyone around her is slippery. Really, she exists in this unpleasant gray area where the spectrum of her moods runs between total apathy and a vague fear that she was a very nasty, violent person in her former, pre-hospital life.

What part of Thomas did you enjoy writing the most?

That boy, I tell you. He is such a wise-ass. I guess I liked that he gets to be so clever and sophisticated. He’s got a lot of answers and can fill in a few pieces of Sarah’s puzzle but it’s his empathy and his sad realization about his own mistakes that allow him to shine as a character.

What's the most memorable summer job you've ever had?

When I was 17, I had a summer job working in a plastics factory making pistons for those lung exercisers asthma patients sometimes use. You know those things where you exhale as hard as you can and try to make the little thingamajig rise up to a certain level? Yeah. I made the thingamajig. Also, I worked the swing shift, from 3 pm to 11 pm. ALONE. Dear God, what an awful freaking job.

If you had to go back in time and change one thing, if you HAD to, even if you had “no regrets” what would it be?

OK, I assume you mean from my own history and not in a “go back and kill Hitler” kind of way. Hmmm… let me think. I suppose if I had to change something, I’d have not let the demons of self-doubt derail for as long as they did. Yeah. For sure I wish I could have those years back.

Where can readers stalk you?

Twitter is where you’ll find me. I’m on there almost every day! Come say hi, guys!

The Bourne Identity meets Divergent in this heart-pounding debut.

Sixteen-year-old Sarah has a rare chance at a new life. Or so the doctors tell her. She’s been undergoing a cutting-edge procedure that will render her a tabula rasa—a blank slate. Memory by memory her troubled past is being taken away.

But when her final surgery is interrupted and a team of elite soldiers invades the isolated hospital under cover of a massive blizzard, her fresh start could be her end.

Navigating familiar halls that have become a dangerous maze with the help of a teen computer hacker who's trying to bring the hospital down for his own reasons, Sarah starts to piece together who she is and why someone would want her erased. And she won’t be silenced again.

A high-stakes thriller featuring a non-stop race for survival and a smart heroine who will risk everything, Tabula Rasa is, in short, unforgettable.

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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Wildwood Imperium by Colin Meloy Review

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A young girl's midnight séance awakens a long-slumbering malevolent spirit...

A band of runaway orphans allies with an underground collective of saboteurs and plans a daring rescue of their friends, imprisoned in the belly of an industrial wasteland...

Two old friends draw closer to their goal of bringing together a pair of exiled toy makers in order to reanimate a mechanical boy prince...

As the fate of Wildwood hangs in the balance.

Prue has to leave the safety of her home and return to the Wildwood, a familiar stretch of woods in Portland, Oregon. Prue has to find Carol because the Council Tree has instructed her to find the Makers of Alexei, the son of the Governess. Prue is already in contact with Esban, the other Maker. She travels to the Blighted Tree, a relic of the Synod, a religious group. When Prue gets to the Tree, she is almost forced to eat the Spongiform, which will turn her into a pawn of the Synod. She manages to escape, only to be sent to the Crag by the Synod. Escaping again from the Crag, Prue sets out again to find Carol.

Meanwhile in the Industrial Wastes, the Unadoptables meet a new friend, Nico. The Unadoptables also need Carol, but only because he is a friend of theirs. Nico takes them to the hideout of Chapeaux Noirs, a group bent on the destruction of the Titan Tower. The Tower is the heart of the Industrial Wastes, which is where Carol might be. The Unadoptables and the Noirs will work together to destroy the Titan Tower and get Carol out. The Unadoptables and the Noirs raid the Tower with only a small band of fighters. They manage to find Carol and set off to find Esban.

After the destruction of the Tower and Prue’s escape from the Crag, the two groups eventually find each other. Now with Carol in tow, Prue can bring the two Makers together.

I really enjoyed Wildwood Imperium, it was an amazing page-turner. One of my favorite things about it is the different points of view coming together at the end of the book. These types of endings are my favorite. Next is the awesome artwork above the titles of each chapter. Especially the chapter with the teeth and the bomb, this made me think about what going to happen in the chapter. I liked the foreshadowing effect of the art. There was also many maps and full-scale pictures. This added so much to my enjoyment. My last favorite part is Prue’s amazing ending. That is the icing of the cake for me. Only someone who loves fairy-tales and fantasy could come up with such a beautiful end for the main character of one of the most epic trilogies ever.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Tens List with Angela Corbett

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As a child, Angela Corbett’s most prized possession was a set of read-along books. She used to follow along with the narrator on the stereo and dream of when she would be able to read by herself. Her childhood reading habit led her to consider her future career. However, after consulting with her parents, she realized she had already exceeded hobbit height and since fairies and dragonslayers were tricky jobs to get, she decided she wanted to create worlds of her own. She started writing poetry in elementary school and worked as a journalist in high school and college, but could never leave her love for writing fiction behind.

She is a graduate of Westminster College where she double majored in communication and sociology. She has worked as a journalist, freelance writer, and director of communications and marketing. She loves classic cars, traveling, and escaping in a good book. She lives in Utah with her incredibly supportive husband and their five-pound Pomeranian, Pippin, whose following of fangirls could rival Justin Bieber's.

Eternal Starling is her debut novel and the first book in the Emblem of Eternity trilogy. 

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Top Ten List - Your favorite guy characters from your books, 
including random facts about them.

1. Jax (Jackson West), Tempting Sydney-Sexy mechanic who wants to tear down Sydney’s walls.

2. Cade, Tempting Sydney-Sydney’s law school classmate and friend.

3. Alex Night, Eternal Starling-Evie’s protector and possible soul mate. He’s stubborn and thinks he knows what’s best for Evie…and everyone else.

4. Emil Stone, Eternal Starling-Evie’s other protector and possible soul mate. He’s laid-back, and says Evie should make her own choices.

5. Tate, Eternal Starling-Playful and funny, he’s not afraid to tell Evie exactly what he thinks.

6. Ryker Hawkins (Hawke), The Devil Drinks Coffee-Mysterious private investigator who drives a sexy, dark blue 1967 GT Shelby Mustang, and starts a rumor after eating Kate’s Oreo milkshake.

7. Dylan Drake, The Devil Drinks Coffee-Politician and Kate’s teenage crush. He drives a bright yellow hummer that Kate hates, and he is very protective of Kate.

8. Spence Jacobs, The Devil Drinks Coffee-The publisher of The Branson Tribune, Kate’s boss, and Daniel Sunjata look-alike.

9. Damon Saxee, The Devil Drinks Coffee-Kate’s very patient dad who uses a police scanner to keep track of his wife.

10. Officer Bob, The Devil Drinks Coffee-Local police officer, and Kate’s former high school classmate.


The light from the setting sun glared off the truck door as it opened. The person was in shadow, but his outline showed a large, tall, imposing frame. Wide shoulders, narrow waist. I thinned my eyes. Since Red was just a little above hobbit size with grey hair, I figured this must be one of his employees, and not one I recognized by silhouette. I lifted my hand to block the light and try to get a better view. It didn’t help. He kept walking toward me and was five feet away before I realized who it was.

Confident, gorgeous blue eyes held mine. It was the guy. And he was standing in front of me…about to work on my engine. I had a momentary hot flash and took a deep, steadying breath to try to calm down.

“Hey,” I said, shoving my hands in my front pockets. There was no telling what my hands would do if I gave them freedom—but I was sure it would be mighty embarrassing, and perhaps illegal.

His eyes raked over me, dark and with purpose. I felt like I was being undressed with each shift of his gaze. “Hey,” he said back, his voice deep and smooth. Shit. Even his voice seeped testosterone. Why couldn’t he have sounded like a chipmunk?

After what felt like a thorough inventory of my assets, his gaze slowly made its way up my body to meet my eyes. I felt like I’d been measured—and was suddenly completely self-conscious about my clothing choice: low-rise jeans that made my ass look great, a rose pink sequined tank that complimented my cleavage, fair skin, and blonde hair, and a beige moto jacket. I’d been pretty happy with the ensemble when I’d left the house, but wasn’t sure how I felt about it now. I wished I was one of those confident girls who could grab a guy’s attention with a smile and keep it for as long as I wanted. But I wasn’t Brynn, and there was no point in pretending I was. Mindless flirting with guys I couldn’t care less about was one thing—that sort of flirting I could do. But this guy was hot. Like, break-the-rules-and-to-hell-with-my-goals hot. This guy was in a whole different ballpark, and I was completely out of my league.

He’d practically had eye-sex with me at the Soup and Spoon, but I didn’t want to make it obvious that I remembered who he was. Though, really, who wouldn’t remember him? He could star in an ad for muscles. So, I went with something utterly stupid instead. “You’re not Red.”

One eyebrow went up like he was contemplating my lack of IQ. “Nope.”

I nodded, feeling like an idiot for beginning the conversation that way. At least I hadn’t started with an ode to his eyes and bicep circumference—because that had been on the tip of my tongue. I decided to try again. “I think I saw you the other day at lunch. Do you go to college at Easton?” There, that was good. An acknowledgment that I recognized him, but not an affirmation that I’d thought about him in seriously inappropriate ways that required me dipping into my secret naughty box on several occasions since I’d ogled him earlier this week.

He eyed me again. “Nope.”

“Then you live in Winchester?”


And he wasn’t talkative. So we’d established that.

He stood back and looked at the curvy lines of my car, almost the same way he’d looked at me. I took that as a good sign, since my car was pretty damn hot. “She’s gorgeous.”

“A ‘69?”

I was impressed he identified the year with a glance. Though cars were his job, so I shouldn’t be. Maybe my impression of his probable chest measurement was seeping into my impressions of him in general. “Yeah. And she exploded.”

I explained what had happened, and he followed me to the front of the car. He put his tools down on the gravel next to the road and started checking the radiator.

“Any idea what’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer for a minute. “A few.”

He was a man of little words.

We were quiet for what seemed like eons. I felt awkward just standing there, watching him inspect my car in silence. I’m not good with awkward—I tend to just make things more awkward. But I couldn’t stand the no-speech zone any longer. “Have you lived in Winchester long?”

Again, he waited more than a minute to answer. “A few weeks.”

“I’m surprised I haven’t seen you before.” I would have remembered. Those eyes. Those arms. It was suddenly much warmer than it had been a few minutes ago.

“Because you’re an expert on all the men in town?” My cheeks flamed and I was about to respond when he said, “I just started working at Red’s, so it’s not really that surprising.”

Okay. So we weren’t friends, and there was a good chance he thought I was an absolute idiot. Or maybe he just wasn’t interested in talking. In any case, I already felt dumb enough, and I had no further interest in talking to a man who didn’t want to talk to me, regardless of his criminally low levels of body fat, or tight jeans and shirt that fit him like a second skin. He worked in silence, and I watched in silence. It was even more awkward than before. He seemed totally fine with that.

I felt deflated. Why wasn’t he talking to me? Or even attempting to flirt? We’d flirted during our eye-sex encounter, so what was his problem now? He’d barely said a word, which made him so difficult to read that I couldn’t tell what his issue was. But his issue was giving me issues, and I didn’t like it. I toed some gravel on the ground, wishing I could speed up time and get this service call over with.

“Why isn’t your boyfriend helping you with this?”

I started at his voice, surprised he was instigating a conversation. I was even more surprised he was instigating a conversation that was fishing for information about the state of my relationship status. Since it seemed he’d already put me in the epic loser category, I decided not to give the Superman body double any other ammunition. Instead, I lifted a shoulder, non-committal—which was how I felt about my dating life—and pretended I was actually in a relationship, “The guys I date don’t do cars.”

He placed his hands on the front of She-Ra and looked at me sideways, his lips lifting. “What do they do?”

I shrugged.

“So…not you?”

I felt my cheeks redden.

He smiled wider, turning his attention back to the mess under my hood. “With a car like this, you should really have someone who appreciates it, and is willing to help you put in the work.”

That whole statement seemed like it had a lot of double-meaning attached to it. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, but I wasn’t the type of woman who wanted a man to take care of me, and I didn’t want him to assume I was. “I can do the work myself. I don’t need anyone else.”

He braced his arms against the edge of the car, his muscles even more defined than usual with the added strain of his weight. He held my eyes. “You definitely needed me tonight.” My eyes widened and he grinned. It took me a second to realize he was talking about my car, and not about all of the other ways he thought I needed him.

“Someone needs to make you come completely undone, Sydney Parker.” His tongue moved slowly over his lips. “That someone is going to be me.”

Goal-oriented Sydney Parker has never had a problem focusing. She’s about to start law school, the first step on her way to the Supreme Court. With no time for relationships, she lives vicariously through her best friend Brynn, who has recently decided to use sex as a research tool. Sydney, however, hasn’t been laid in years. Men are a distraction, one Sydney has diligently avoided…until Jackson West crashes into her life, and under her hood.

The last thing Sydney needs is a hot mechanic working on her ‘69 Camaro. Especially a hot mechanic with eyes like the ocean and lick-me abs, who claims to be better in bed than a werewolf.

Jax thinks that’s exactly what Sydney needs.

But Sydney has goals, and a relationship with the enigmatic Jax would challenge her.

Distract her.

Tempt her.

Sydney is about to find out that temptation is very hard to resist.

*Due to mature content, this New Adult novel is recommended for readers over 18.

One line teasers:

“Take them off, or I’ll tear them off.” #TemptingSydney

I scanned the shop like I’d been tactically trained to find washboard abs by the FBI. #TemptingSydney

He gave me a wolf-smile as he caught me. “Slippery, eh?”

Yeah. And that’s not all that was wet. #TemptingSydney

“Like doesn’t cover it. My ovaries tremble in his presence.”

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