Release Day & Giveaway: Vincent by Sarah Brianne
VincentMade
Men # 2
By:
Sarah Brianne
Releasing
March 16, 2015
Young
Ink Press
Blurb
Vincent
knows the glamorous side of the Mafia, being born a soldier.
Lake
lives on the opposite side of the tracks, born the daughter of a
soldier.
The
light and dark side of him are at constant war, but he is letting his
darkness reign.
She
is trying to find peace, and she will soon be far enough away to find
it.
Discovering
that his boss owns her, showed him how little he knew her.
Knowing
all about him only makes her want to hate him.
I’m
a fu**ing made man.
I’m
just fu**ing trailer trash.
Author
Info
Hey!
My name is Sarah Brianne and after living for twenty-two years the
characters in my head told me enough was enough and I have finally
put pen to paper (or is it finger to keyboard?) to tell their
stories. Since I was a little girl I have watched every chick flick I
could get my hands on, then when I became older I discovered a whole
new world of romance novels. To me there is nothing better then a
tale of true love and those are the stories that have inspired me to
write. Like everything else in my life I have put my own spin on two
lovers destined to be together.
Next
to my books my prized possession are my two beautiful fur babies,
Kalypso and Khaleesi. I know what you’re thinking, do you pack them
in your purse? Yep, right next to my kindle.
Excerpt
Lake closed her eyes at the sound of
screeching metal hitting the pavement from the car’s muffler
scraping the road. Her father’s car was an old Cadillac she was
sure dated back to the eighties; it honestly needed work. Total
junker.
Her father somehow managed to keep
it working by doing his own repairs on it, using different parts from
various cars and even making some himself. Lake liked to call it the
Frankenlac.
She thought he would have bought a
new car sometime between 1981 and 2014, but nope. He had better ways
to spend his money. Yeah,
like betting on a horse or
for chips to throw in the middle of a poker table.
Even though Lake’s father was a
level-twelve gambler on the Richter scale, she wouldn’t trade him
for the world because Lake knew the other side of the coin all too
well.
She shook her head, unwilling to
think about the coming weekend. Most teenagers would be happy it was
Friday, but not her. No, her weekends were nothing except torturous.
Literally.
Her father finally reached the
destination and put the car in park. “All right, kiddo. Have a good
day. I’ll see you Monday.”
Lake looked away from all the stares
outside of the car to meet her father’s smile. “You, too, Dad.
See you Monday.” She had managed to force a smile of her own by the
end of the sentence.
Lake opened the door and stepped out
of the car, grabbing her bag.
“Love ya, kiddo.”
That time, Lake didn’t have to
force a smile. “Love you, Dad.”
As she closed the door, another
scraping sound occurred. After watching her father start to drive
away, she was finally able to turn around and face the teenagers’
looks. It honestly wasn’t as bad as it seemed; they always had much
better things to talk about.
Not to mention a short attention span.
See, Lake wasn’t popular nor was
she unpopular; she was just … well, Lake.
Boom!
After a moment of complete silence,
loud laughter filled the air along with some serious black smoke from
her father’s car blowing a gasket. Lake put her head down and
pulled up the hood from her hoodie, trying to conceal her face.
Great. It can’t get any worse,
can it? She started
walking through the parking lot, weaving between the people and cars.
Beginning to hear loud music come
closer, Lake turned her head to see a big, white Jeep heading her
way. She had to jump back to dodge the corner of the vehicle as the
brakes squealed into ‘park’.
Lake stood in shock from the close
call as her heart began to pound. She knew exactly who was driving
before the girl exited the Jeep along with three of her friends.
Ashley. It
was hard for her to even say her name in her head.
“Oh, my gosh. I didn’t even see
you,” Ashley said sarcastically through her snickering.
Lake decided to take the golden
opportunity of being able to talk back. She didn’t get many
chances.
“Oh, my gosh. Really? Maybe you
need to get glasses. Quick, how many fingers am I holding up?” Lake
stuck up her middle finger then heard muffled laughs.
Ashley scowled and spoke as loudly
as she could. “Sorry, I don’t speak trailer trash.”
That right there was how a lot of
the world saw Lake—just a piece of trash. Trailer
trash, to be exact.
Author
Info
Hey!
My name is Sarah Brianne and after living for twenty-two years the
characters in my head told me enough was enough and I have finally
put pen to paper (or is it finger to keyboard?) to tell their
stories. Since I was a little girl I have watched every chick flick I
could get my hands on, then when I became older I discovered a whole
new world of romance novels. To me there is nothing better then a
tale of true love and those are the stories that have inspired me to
write. Like everything else in my life I have put my own spin on two
lovers destined to be together.
Next
to my books my prized possession are my two beautiful fur babies,
Kalypso and Khaleesi. I know what you’re thinking, do you pack them
in your purse? Yep, right next to my kindle.
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