Title:
Boomtown (Freebirds #1)
Author:
Lani Lynn Vale
Genre:
Romantic Suspense
Publication
Date: April 1, 2014
Tour Host:
Dreams
Come True Promotions
Her
I wanted to have a pity party of one
when I went for that beer. I never imagined I would meet a dark and
dangerous man. That man took me on the wildest ride of my life.
Literally and Figuratively. He quickly became my entire world.
Him
I didn't know I was looking for her. I
saw her warming that bar stool and knew she would be mine. A man
like me doesn't deserve the likes of her. But damned if I didn't
take it.
Her
When we met for the first time we
didn't know that we already had a connection. A cruel game was being
played, and we didn't know the rules. Sam would save us, but at what
cost? Sam was one of my main reasons for living. If he wasn't in
this world anymore, would I still want to be a part of it?
I am a married mom of three perfectly
crazy children (They get it from their father.) I'm in school for my
BSN. I'm an avid reader and go through books like candy. Romance
books are my vice, and you will never catch me not reading something.
I've had Boomtown's story floating around in my brain for some time,
and finally decided to just go ahead and write it.
Author Website: http://lanilynnvale.blogspot.com/
Author GoodReads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7154678.Lani_Lynn_Vale
Amazon Author Page: amazon.com/author/lanilynnvale
Available April 1, 2014
Now for the extra good stuff! Here are TWO deleted scene from Boomtown:
Scene
#1
I
watched her leave, and cursed myself for my stupidity. I shouldn’t
have kicked her out, but I was overwhelmed.
All
I had to do today was work on a Dyna’s pipes. So why the fuck had
I sent her packing?
The
entire ride to her truck, I was trying to think of excuses for her to
stay, but nothing came out of my mouth when I’d turned the bike off
beside her truck.
At
the last second, I’d thought to give her my cell phone number,
programming it into her phone myself.
Knowing
there was nothing I could do now but berate myself, I started the
bike up with a low throaty roar, and headed to Free. Pulling my bike
up beside Gabe’s, I shut it off, then cursed when I saw all eyes
turn to me, narrowing in suspicion.
“Who
was that girl on your bike?” Gabe asked.
Nosy
little shits. All of them.
“Some
girl I met at the bar last night.” I murmured.
“You
don’t normally bring girls here. Normally you go to their place.”
Max laughed from the office doorway.
“Why
are y’all so worried about me?” I asked, frustrated.
They
were right though. I didn’t normally bring women here. In fact, I
never have. I go to their places because I don’t want them inside
the compound. I didn’t know them, and in my life, I’ve learned
to be cautious. Things could go south faster than you could say,
“Oh, fuck.”
“Okay,
what does it matter?” I asked with raised eyebrows in Max’s
direction.
“You
like her, don’t you Cap?” Jack teased from behind a Ford
Mustang.
“Jesus
Christ. Y’all gossip like a bunch of women.” I growled.
Scene
#2
“Holy
Fuck!” Max cried out, surprised at how hard the baby had just
kicked.
“Yeah,
imagine that on your cervix.” Cheyenne said, rolling her eyes.
“I
don’t have a cervix, so I can’t relate.” I laughed.
Cheyenne
was now six months pregnant, and she was as big as a fucking house.
Not that I’d tell her that, because she’d probably castrate me
with a spoon in my sleep.
“They
like the sound of an air wrench for some reason. I swear they go
crazy every time I even get close to the garage.” She explained.
“Maybe
it’s too loud, and they don’t like it.” I supplied.
“I
don’t think so. They don’t get startled by the sound. More like
they move around a ton and kick, like they’re dancing in there.”
She said, scrunching her nose as she spoke.
“We
should experiment.” Max said from beside me.
Then
commenced a twenty-minute experiment between my men and my wife as
they tried to see which tool the babies loved best.
“Is
this what I’m paying y’all for?” I asked the room at large.
I
was tired of them all having their hands on my wife.
“You’re
such a Debbie Downer.” Gabe laughed.
“We’ll
see how you feel when I do the same to Ember.” I snapped back.
Gabe’s
mouth thinned into a straight line, and he left.
“That
was kind of mean.” Cheyenne laughed.
“Payback’s
a bitch.” I replied.
And a fantastic playlist for your enjoyment:
Meet
in the Middle—Diamond Rio
I
don’t want to Be—Gavin Degraw
Gunpowder
and Lead—Miranda Lambert
Don’t
Stop Believing—Journey
Tears
in Heaven- Eric Clapton
Sweet
Child of Mine—Guns N’ Roses
Boom—POD
She
Fuckin’ Hates Me—Puddle of Mudd
We
are the Champions—Queen
Trace
Adkins—Chrome
I
Loved Her First-- Heartland
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