Saturday, August 31, 2013

Darkest Dawn by E.I. Jennings

The day has finally arrived...welcome everyone to Darkest Dawn and the darkness...

Book – Darkest
Dawn – Book Two in The Jessica Dawn Series

Author – E.I

Paranormal Erotica

– 31st August 2013

Book Synopsis

The Darkest Days are finally upon us and the Daughters of
Eve shall rise again. 

Jess sacrificed herself for the people she loved but she now
has to pay the consequences for her actions because something dark is coming
and it is heading straight for her. She really did not think her life could get
any more complicated but when another tall dark stranger walks back into her
life she realises she has a decision to make. All she wants is for everyone to
leave her alone and let her live the life she thought she once had but things
are getting out of control fast. The love she has for Reuban can only ground
her for so long and her anger is beginning to spiral out of control. If she
tells him how she really feels she could lose him forever or get him killed and
that is a risk she could never forgive herself for. 

The Council have accepted her for what she is but has she?
There is a huge possibility everyone she loves is going to die if she stays,
but if she walks away she will have to leave the love of her life behind and
that would rip her soul apart.

The only way out is to work with the one person she hates
more than anything in this world and that was going to take a lot of
self-restraint if she was going to get through this nightmare without killing

Reuban can see the torment within Jess and it is breaking
his heart. He would do anything to ease her pain even if it meant letting her
walk away, destroying him in the process. His only hope is to seek guidance
from Brigate and finally understand the true meaning of Megan's Prophecy. It
started with a Prophecy and it is there he will find the truth and it is a
secret that could tear the Council to pieces.

A fractured alliance will be formed again with a new
generation of warriors and Jess is at its centre. The war is about to begin and
a destiny will finally be fulfilled!

Author Bio

E.I Jennings lives in Derbyshire in the UK with her husband
and two black cats.  She has always had a
keen interest in writing and a vivid imagination.  At the age of 16 she wrote my first romance
short story as a hobby and never thought about publishing.  After a few jobs E.I Jennings re-evaluated
her life and has become an author full time specialising in Paranormal Romance
Erotica.  Her first novel Rising Dawn was
quickly followed by the novella Burning Desire; Juliet's Story.  E.I Jennings is currently working on the next
instalment in the Jessica Dawn Series and is hoping to release more in the near
future.  Each book are testament that
through hard work, imagination and a little help from friends anything is
possible and dreams can happen. 


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Other books in the series:

Rising Dawn – Book One in The Jessica Dawn Series -

Burning Desire – A Jessica Dawn Novella -

For 5 days from 31st
August Rising Dawn will be free on Amazon in celebration of the release of
Darkest Dawn.

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Exclusive Teaser:

Death & Maria…

I stood staring through the glass partition when I saw that
ginger Empath look up and storm in my direction.  I rolled my eyes and sighed.  Why did I always have to receive abuse from
women?  Civilisations had bowed down to
me in fear and now I couldn’t even scare a stupid Empath!

“What the hell do you think you’re doin?”  She was stood in my way with her hand on her
hips and it was taking all of my self-control not to move her out of the
way.  Jess was obviously feeling elated
because her wings were fully outstretched,

BUSINESS!” I frowned,

“And you can cut that out right now!”  And now the silly woman was pouting and
tapping her foot.  This will not do at

bellowed.  That should have scared her
but I watched in amazement when she looped her arm in mine and turned us
around.  I found myself looking over my
shoulder at Jess kissing her wolf while I was being manhandled by a woman,

“Yadda, yadda, yadda, I know exactly who you are and if you
call me a stupid ginger Empath once more I’m slapping your face.  Oh and you can pack that stupid voice in as
well.  It doesn’t work on me when Jess
does it and it sure as hell won’t work coming from Death, so you can just stop


“Seriously!  When was
the last time you spoke normal?  I’m
betting you didn’t speak to Eve like that, in fact I bet you were all hearts
and flowers before you knocked her up?” she interrupted.  If she wasn’t careful I would judge her right
here.  How dare she speak to me in this

“HOW…”  Heavens above,
she was interrupting me again!  She
stopped and stood in front of me placing her hand on my arm,

“Look cut the crap!  I
can feel how worried you are for Jess so be her father for once and not a ‘know
it all’ celestial being.  Her voice
scares the shit out of her and I’m guessing you had a hand in saving her again
so please try and be normal for her.”

“LOOK…” I coughed.  I
couldn’t believe a stupid ginger Empath was making me change my voice but here
I was doing just that, “…she is my daughter and I couldn’t let her die so I
helped her along a little.  Not that it’s
any of your business might I add!” I sighed,

“The name is Maria by the way, NOT the stupid ginger Empath!  Jess is ok but she will need time to come to
terms with the fact you’re here.  When
Eve died it destroyed her and she’s felt alone ever since.  Deep down she doesn’t even hate you, she
regrets not knowing you and so barging in there isn’t going to do you any
good.  I have no idea what you’re doing
here because Jess isn’t ready and you have incredibly shit timing!” she pouted,

“I am here to protect my daughter from the approaching
darkness and if I go back now Evelyn will have my balls!”  I seemed to have an uncontrollable urge to
talk to this woman and it was annoying.

“Excuse me, Evelyn?” she questioned looking puzzled.  Of course, she wouldn’t know Evelyn was in
the mists with me,

“Yes Evelyn, my wife and Jess’ mother.  She would not be pleased if I simply ran back
home without trying to help our daughter!” I scowled,

“Eve is with you?” she said astonished,

“Yes.  Has anyone told
you that you’re nosey for a crossbreed?” I said raising an eyebrow,

“But she died?”

“Yes indeed she did!” 
Maria was starting to try my patience,

“And you didn’t judge her?” 
Her voice was sounding an octave higher probably from the shock,

“It was not my place to!”

“Because she was your wife?”

YOU!” I bellowed shacking the light fittings. 
I stood in absolute horror when the stupid ginger Empath started

“Oh...sorry…wait…can’t breathe…oh God…smite!” she snorted
and I raised an eyebrow.  It was no wonder
Bunny and Jess liked this woman because she was insane,

“Will you stop laughing?” 
Even I was starting to smile,

“I swear if you call me a stupid ginger Empath once more…I
mean it!  You know Eve was my friend and
it was my job to protect her.  I’m now friends
with Jess and if you think I’m gonna let you stroll in there and upset her
after she’s been asleep for six weeks you really have another thing
coming!  You may be a scary Archangel but
you’re also a father and it’s about time you stepped up to your
responsibilities.  I promise you that
once she is a little more stable I will take great pleasure in introducing you

but for now just let her have a little time with the man she loves, please.”

Friday, August 30, 2013

Author Spotlight-Maureen Mayer

On the outside, Liberty Davis appeared to have it all…a loving family, a tight knit circle of friends, and a bright future ahead of her. Everything was perfect. That is until her brother tragically took his own life, turning her whole world upside down. 

Left to pick up the pieces of her broken family, Liberty is faced with focusing all of her attention on helping her parents cope with the loss of their son, while putting her own life on the back burner. But what no one seems to realize is that she is just as broken inside.

Now, four years later, twenty year old Liberty is taking back the reins of her life. She leaves behind everything she’s ever known, hoping to make a fresh start…one where she isn’t faced with the constant reminder that her brother is nothing more than faded memory. What she didn’t expect to find along the way was Shayne.

Tall, dark and tattooed, Shayne Thompson has developed quite a reputation for being a player. Despite everyone’s negative perception, Liberty still finds herself drawn to him. When she learns that Shayne knows all too well what it feels like to lose someone you love, she finds that they have a lot more in common than just a physical attraction.

When Liberty discovers a secret from Shayne’s past that threatens to tear them apart, she begins to question everything she’s ever felt for him. Will Liberty choose to follow her heart or will she give up the one person who finally made her feel whole again?

Author Bio:
Maureen Mayer was born, raised and currently resides in Buffalo, NY with her loving and supportive family and boyfriend of 8+ years. She's always had a love for the outdoors, and when the city isn't buried under snow, she can be found hiking, fishing, camping or lying on the beach. She's a sucker for off-color humor, but holds a sweet spot for sick and twisted horror films. When she's not writing, you can find her curled up in bed with her kindle, diving into a steamy romance novel and falling in love with the latest book boyfriend.

Relinquishing Liberty Playlist:
The Funeral - Band of Horses
Catch My Breath - Kelly Clarkson
Starting Over - An Honest Year
Crash Into Me - Dave Matthews Band
Can't Take My Eyes Off You - Cary Brothers
In My Veins - Andrew Belle Ft. Erin McCarley
What I Needed - Erin McCarley
Gravity - Sara Bareilles
Free Like You Make Me - Cary Brothers
Yours To Hold (Acoustic) - Skillet
Northern Wind - City and Colour
My Heart - Paramore
Cold - Crossfade
I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz
Just A Kiss - Lady Antebellum
She Is Love - Parachute
Sweet Nothing - Calvin Harris, Florence Welch
When I'm With You - Corey Crowder
Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
Between the Raindrops -Lifehouse Ft. Natasha Bedingfield
Give Me Love - Ed Sheeran
Alive - Adelitas Way
Pitter-Pat - Erin McCarley
Lovesick Mistake - Erin McCarley
Every Lie - My Darkest Days
Please Don't Go - Barcelona
Stay - Rihanna
Alone In This Bed - Framing Hanley
Kiss Me Slowly - Parachute
Mirrors - Justin Timberlake

Playlist link:

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Naughty Girl by Scarlett Metal

#1 Naughty Girl Series

Alexandra loved the hot
sex she experienced as a submissive in the bedroom, but would never give her
heart to any man.

After getting hurt by his sub and wife, Paul swore he
would never make that kind of commitment to a woman again.

They meet at
the club that Alex frequents and quickly become play partners. The sex is
amazing, but despite their reservations, they begin to fall for each other. Will
they be willing to admit their feelings for each other?

Contains some
BDSM (light) and sexual situations. Intended for audiences 18+.

#2 Naughty Girl Series

Alexandra opened her heart and let herself be vulnerable to Paul. The walls around Paul's heart were torn down by the feisty Alex. Both of them are happier than they've been in a long time.

Paul's ex-wife comes to town and turns their life upside down and shakes Paul to the core. Will Alex be collateral damage of his past?

Can Paul show Alex that she's the only one for him before it's too late? Or will someone else from their past destroy them beyond repair?

Due to language and sexual situations, this book is intended for ages

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

The Offer-Breaking Boundaries by Crystal Blue REVIEW

Gloria’s job at Little House B&B is getting a little too routine when her boss gives her full responsibility for hosting an annual retreat for the prestigious Downs Group architectural firm. Although Gloria and her boss, Nathan Little, are experiencing some strain in their relationship, the consolation prize is the tall, dark and handsome Downs brothers...not quite twins but alike in every way that counts, including their sexual preferences. Gloria succumbs to temptation, discovering in the process that she likes MFM a lot better than FFM. But, how will Nathan feel when he witnesses their threesome on his property?

I received this Novella as an ARC from the author in exchange for an honest review.

My Overall score for The Offer would be a 3.5 stars. The book is well written with no errors to be found. That makes me very happy, because although we are all human and I know we all make mistakes there is nothing I hate more than reading a book full of errors. The story line was well executed, I just had a major issue with the trysts between Glo and the brothers. It rather disgusted me, and just wasn't my thing. If it hadn't been borderline menagie, the erotica would have easier for me to connect with, but considering it was brothers, that was just too sick and twisted for me.

About the Author

Crystal Blue is the pen name of an ordinary woman with a spicy imagination and too much time on her hands. Besides writing very naughty stories that would embarrass her mother and her children, she loves to read (of course), garden, crochet and cross-stitch. Crystal is married to the man of her dreams, who is somewhat bemused by the recent uptick in romantic overtures from his wife, the result of lots of research into her genre and great enjoyment of her own work. She maintains that he is a lucky man.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Running Home by T.A. Hardenbrook

Carmen always had a wild streak about her while growing up in this small town. Everyone use to say her only saving grace in this world was her best friend Walker who tried to keep the flighty girl grounded. But life was too big for her to live in this one stop light kind of town; she had dreams and wants that could take her anywhere but staying there. Anything was better than being stuck in the perpetuating cycle of being born and dying in this hell hole she called the reality of a small town girl.

Walker was the only anchor that could hold her home, she lived for that boy. So how do you explain to someone that staying there would only suffocate the possibilities of making a better life for oneself? Running away was the only option, and leaving a piece of her heart with him would keep her strong out in the real world, at least she hoped it would.
After years of trying to make it on her own, struggling through life and trying to stay clean, the only reality she sees at surviving now is going back to the place she tried so hard to break free from. Unsure if her old life is willing to accept the choices she has made, the lone thought that 
matters to her is hoping she still has the only man she has counted on her entire life in her corner. You can always go home, but will they be willing take you back?

“Second Chance” Shinedown

Carmen, June 2007
“Carmen get down from there!” Walker shouted as I sauntered across the concrete railing on the old train bridge. “You need to calm down, nothing is going to happen.” I lowered myself to sit and face the moon shining on the pond below. Nothing was ever going to happen to me, I was invisible to everything. No matter how hard I tried to break the cycle of mediocrity, this small town smacked me back in the face. I could jump off this bridge into a pool filled with piranhas and not a single one would bite me. I had the best of luck when it came to safety; however the sanity issue is where the problem was. I couldn’t break free of my mind; it was always swirling with useless information. A release was what I  craved, an escape into the world unknown. Glancing over at Walker as he meandered over to the railing, I pushed myself off the edge and fall into the darkness below.
The cool water rushed around my body as I tumbled into the pond below the bridge. It felt like a million little needles piercing my skin, reminding my brain that I was still alive. I broke the surface and felt the hot sticky air fill my lungs as I took a breath. The difference between the two temperatures was amazing, awakening my soul and calming my mind. It was like being in two different places at once, and in reality I was just dying to get out of one.

“Carmen!” Walker screamed from the bridge. It’s not like it was the first time I’ve done this. It was liberating to just close my eyes and jump, and each time I did it, Walker panicked like it would be the last. “Are you okay?” my best friend screamed down at me. I flashed him a thumbs up as he shook his head and muttered something to himself. I’m betting it contained curse words; he was going to lay into me again for the millionth time for this little stunt. It’s not that I didn’t care; it was just the same 
thing every time. I was being irresponsible with my life, there was so much more to do and see that doing something so careless as jumping off the bridge into a small pond was the dumbest idea I could possibly do in his eyes. Swimming over to the edge of the bank I knew I could rattle off several more idiotic things I’ve done in the past more dangerous than this, but I know it would only break his heart.  He was the only person in this world that actually cared about me, and it was like a punch in the gut every time I let him down.
Pulling myself up on the embankment I caught his eyes as he walked down the small hill. Too late I’ve done it again, as I noticed the hurt written all over his beautiful face.
“Calm down Walker, I slipped,” I mentioned while ringing the water out of my hair. Walker didn’t say anything once he reached the rocks; I knew he was pissed and was about to find out exactly the level of anger I managed to hit tonight. “Why in the hell do you do that? You’re not going to live forever Carmen, one day it’s not going to end well. I refuse to be there when that happens; I love you way too much to watch you self-destruct.” His eyes bored into mine, laced with heartache and pain I managed to hand deliver to him tonight.  I broke the contact and rolled my eyes at my best friend; it’s the same 

story I’ve heard from him a million and one times, basically the shortened version claims that I’m crazy. Hell I might just be a little off my rocker, I act on impulse and normally that resulted in something dumb happening.

I’ve always been a little different; from the first day on the playground of third grade when I went up to the most popular girl at school and pushed her down because she wouldn’t include me in her group, Walker was the only kid who would stand by my side after that. Who would have known he would grow up to be an all-star athlete and that everyone in our small town loved, and I would be the girl who people pitied. Well I’m betting everyone knew that; considering that my parents were both druggies who dropped me off with my grandparents when I was eight. My grandmother always said I was a free bird like my mom; the only difference between mom and me is the drugs. Now I love a good beer and hand me a shot of whiskey and I’ll be your best friend, but I was not going to ruin my life like they did with the hard stuff.  Maybe it’s because my parents left me alone that I’m this way, it always seemed easier to blame someone else for my problems. No one expected me to do anything with my life anyhow, might as well live up to their expectations right?

“Let’s go home Carmen,” Walker shook his head and held out his hand to help me up the steep embankment.
“But it’s still early Walker, look the sun isn’t even out yet.”
“That’s the point; your grandparents are going to be mad for you being out this late already.”
“When are they not angry Walker, I’m like a living reminder of their failure at parenthood.”  He got behind me and pushed my body up the last little bit to the level ground. I stood there sopping wet as I watched him stalk back to his truck, I wasn’t ready to head home yet. Going back to my small room in the little farm house on the old dirt road from the first left outside of the tiny town we lived in; my own personal hell. I refused to die in this one stop light kind of town, there had to be more in life then getting married and raising two-point-five kids and joining the PTA. Looking at the millions of stars in the sky I knew I was destined for more, no one was going to stop me from achieving my dreams. Even if I had no clue what they were yet.

“Carmen,” my grandmother yelled down the hall. I slowly opened my eyes to read the clock sitting beside my bed; the fact that it flashed seven-fifteen made me want to hurl it across the room. I only had to endure getting up at this hour through the next week till graduation, which was IF I could pass that last test in US History. Why anyone needed to know about the stupid wars and presidents was beyond me, considering I couldn’t even tell you who was in charge of our country now let alone a hundred years ago.
“Carmen are you up yet? You know Walker will be here in twenty minutes to collect you.”
“I’m up I swear,” I yelled as I threw the covers back over my head. “We don’t swear in this house young lady,” as Grams ripped the comforter off my bed, leaving me cold and almost naked. “I know,” I snapped while rolling out of bed. Grams gave me a stern look as she tossed the bedding back on the
 bed. “Manners Carmen, a lady needs to watch her tongue,” she lectured me while leaving the room. “Sorry,” I muttered, dragging myself to the closet to find something clean to wear, just four more days till I could get the hell out of here.

“Morning Mrs. Montgomery,” Walker’s southern drawl floated around the kitchen. Why Walker ever put up with my ass was a million dollar question, that boy had a heart of gold while mine was the consistency of coal. “Alright let’s get this done,” I barked while glancing at Walker as he waited in the doorway. “Carmen can’t you ever dress like a lady?” Grams scoffed as she pulled a tray of muffins out of the oven.
“At least my ass isn’t hanging out.”
“Language, I don’t want to have to remind you again.” Grams scolded while handing Walker a brown sack filled with home cooked goodies. “Thanks Mrs. Montgomery,” he tipped his hat and flashed a smile. “Well if we are done playing nice this morning, I’ve got to figure out how in the hell I’m going
 to pass this test today.” I placed a quick kiss to Gram’s cheek and drug Walker out the door. I slipped my sunglasses on my face and walked over to the Bronco, I couldn’t wait to be done with school, just four more days and I was going to be free from the awful place. I couldn’t fucking wait.

I tossed my hair up in a messy bun and flipped the dial on the radio to find anything but country. “That crap you listen to is going to rot your brain,” Walker mumbled as he flew down the old country road to the high school. “Can’t destroy my brain, it’s been gone for a long time,” I winked at him and kicked my feet up on the dash.
“Are you going to be able to graduate Saturday? I swear I will drag your ass across that stage, all you have to do is pass this test.”
“Yeah genius, I’m completely prepared for this exam,” I mock, knowing damn well it was going to be a miracle if I scored anything over a sixty percent. I only needed a sixty-two on this test to graduate, nothing like flying by the seat of my pants with the future unknown. Walker just shook his head with a look of pity on his face, I needed to pass this test and prove everyone in this damn town wrong.
“I don’t need your sorrow Walker; you know I’m going to be just fine once I get the hell out of here.”
“That’s what I’m scared about Carmen; I keep hoping you are going to realize that life here isn’t that bad.”
I rolled my eyes under my dark glasses, this boy was crazy. I am so close to packing up my shit and heading out west. The land of glamor and opportunity was just screaming my name and nothing was going to stand in my way of it. Not graduating, not my family, and for sure not this town.
“How did it go?” Walker hurried to catch up to me in the hallway after fifth period. “I don’t really know, I mean I answered all the questions,” I shrug.
“Carmen it was a multiple choice test, I hope you at least filled in all the bubbles?”
“Oh shit, I knew I missed something,” I sneered while turning the dial on the lock attached to my locker. After several failed attempts Walker pushed me out of the way and spun it till it clicked. I sent him a loving glare; it was almost a year now that I’ve been stuck with the same combo that apparently I would never remember. “Oh my savior, what am I ever going to do without you?” I teased while batting my eyelashes and pouted my lips.
“Knock it off Carmen; you know I hate the idea of you leaving.”
“Well get used to it champ, this chick is going to see her name in lights!” I slap him on the ass while I closed my locker. “What am I going to do without you?” Walker expressed as he grabbed my bag and headed down the hallway for our government class. “Enjoy life? I don’t know maybe date someone?” Instantly my mouth went dry and my stomach plummeted when I mentioned dating someone. I know I can’t keep him forever, but I hated the thought of him with anyone else but me. It’s not like we ever took that step from our friendship but I still thought of him as my soul mate. Dating someone else just made me angry and bitter, maybe I was meant to stick around this lonely little town after all. Finding love was meant to be everything in life, I just wasn’t so sure it was the life for me.

I waited on the top of the Bronco for Walker to finish with baseball practice. Stripping off my t-shirt I laid back on the roof in just my black lacy bra, closing my eyes and soaking up the rays. The hot metal of the truck was scorching on my exposed skin, but it was worth it as I developed a darker complexion to my naturally tan body. “Carmen put your clothes on,” Walker sighed as he slipped his bag into the back and stripped off his shirt. I couldn’t help but drool over his body. The years of sports and working in his father’s fields have done this man good. His abs were ripped to the point where they looked unreal, and his chiseled pecks were something that no eighteen year old should have. If he was a tall drink of water I wanted to bathe in it, hell I would drown in the liquid of him. “You don’t have a shirt on,” I replied while resting my body up on my elbows. “Carmen my dear you are absolutely stunning!” a team member of Walker’s shouted out as he climbed into his truck. I smiled and gave him a wave as Walker stood down on the concrete crossing his arms looking like he was about to murder someone. “Seriously Walker, you’ve seen me in less,” I grumbled as I tossed my shirt over my head and slid down the front windshield. “Yeah well you’re my best friend Carmen, the whole world doesn’t need to see you naked.”
“It’s a bra; my swimsuit covers less than this!” I grabbed my boobs and gave them a squeeze, for gosh sakes it’s just extra flaps of skin attached to my chest. I don’t know what his problem was; it wasn’t like he liked me in that way. I knew I was a little slutty; hey I might even be called the town whore. It’s not like I’ve slept with the entire senior class, just maybe a quarter of them. “Maybe I’m practicing for my big porn debut,” as I smacked his rock hard abs and walked around to climb in the passenger side of the truck.
“You’re not doing porn Carmen.”
“Oh come on, two chicks one guy staring the fabulous Carmen Westin!” I gave him a wink. It’s not like I’d do porn, well I might if the money was right. Never say never right?
“So when will we know if you passed?” Walker asked as he turned off the Bronco in my driveway. “I hope tomorrow, but who knows. I think they have to have the list to the principal on Wednesday so he can sign off on the ceremony. How about we intercept it before it reaches him, we can dress like ninjas and show off our karate moves. Then slip my name on that bad boy and deliver it with a smile,” as I wiggled my eyebrows with the crazy idea.
“First you’re going to pass that stupid test. Second what ninja skills are we talking about?”
“The ones I’ve been practicing for the last ten years, duh Walker,” I laughed as I flung the door open and hopped out. “You did dance for a couple weeks when you were like ten. That was the last time you did anything that resembled working out,” He replied as we walked up to the kitchen door.
“You don’t know everything about me Walker, I do have some secrets.”
“Don’t give me that, you are about as open as a twenty-four hour drive thru McDonalds.”
"I hear we are getting one of those,” quickly trying to change the subject. “Nice try, but I know you Carmen. I’m starting to believe I know you better than you know yourself,” Walker mentioned while he opened a cabinet and grabbed two glasses. Walking over to the fridge I seized the milk and poured the ice cold liquid into the cups. Handing one to him we both took a seat at the table, letting the silence from our awkward conversation fill the air.
I don’t know what I would do without this man sitting across from me. He had been there through thick and thin; sitting with me in detention because he wouldn’t let me take the full blame on something I always messed up on, breaking curfew with my grandparents and having them ground me for weeks so we would spend every Friday night watching movies until they set me free again. This was the man who would pick me up and brought me home from school, always made sure I had eaten a meal, held my hair back when I partook in too much alcohol, and loved me unconditionally. How was I going to make it without him watching over my dumbass self, why couldn’t he just come with me? Oh that’s right; he is already stuck in this trap of a small town. Local sports hero who would join the sheriff’s department after he graduates, basically a parade should be thrown for how fricken’ fantastic he is. I quickly gulped down the remainder of my milk in jealousy; all I wanted was to feel free from the constrictions this town placed on me. I was Carmen the screw up, the girl who would never be good enough for Walker the town prince. Some messed up Cinderella story my life has turned out to be.

“Walker sweet boy, would you go grab Henry from the barn? I’ve got dinner on the table,” as Grams handed the plates over to me to set out. “Sure thing Mrs. Montgomery,” Walker responded while walking out the back door in search of my grandpa.
“That boy is something special, why can’t you two just go steady?”
“Grams it’s not like that between us. Besides no one goes steady anymore when it’s just a matter of heading to Vegas and stopping by the drive-thru chapel of love then a quick jaunt over to the local court house to void the papers.”
“Life isn’t as negative as you paint it to be Carmen.”
“Really because my parents are junkies, I can barely pass high school, and am dying to get out of here!” I refused to cry over the shitty deals my life has been given. Yes my parents are drug addicts, shit happen. They don’t deserve a single tear to fall from my eyes. The best thing they ever did was leave me here, and that says a lot considering I’m counting down the seconds till I get on a Greyhound out of here. There is nothing but a big ass black sucking hole in this town, just waiting for the new graduates to step out into their future at the local Dairy Queen and Quickie Mart. No one ever leaves this hell hole, it’s like an invisible force field that blocks people from moving on, however I’m about to shake up that electrical current. I wasn’t going to die in this one horse town, I wasn’t made to have lots of babies and teach Sunday school. I was meant to travel the world, bare my soul to anyone willing to listen, and show that there is life after high school. It was about time for someone to kick this town in the ass; I refused to get stuck here.