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Wednesday, October 19, 2022

WordSmith Publicity Presents: Prince Of Hawthorne Prep by Jennifer Sucevic ; #ExcerptReveal, #ComingSoon, #TBR, #PreOrder, #OnSale


Take a peek inside 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐩

by Jennifer Sucevic, coming November 8th!

Tropes: bully, enemies-to-lovers, opposites attract, 
bad boy/good girl, football, reformed player, 
forced proximity, fake relationship
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This is a new adult, enemies to lovers, sports romance you won’t want to miss!


I’m halfway through the stack of copies when the fine hair at the nape of my neck prickles with awareness and I swing around, only to find the very person dominating my thoughts leaning against the doorjamb, silently watching me.

“Hi.” My voice comes out sounding breathy, even to my own ears. It’s tempting to press my palm against my lower abdomen to quell the nerves that flutter around like a horde of butterflies.

“Hey.” Almost casually, he pushes away from the doorframe and stalks closer. That’s exactly what it feels like…being stalked.

His movements are lazy and graceful, as if he has all the time in the world. The moment he steps inside the space, it shrinks around him, making the room feel more cramped than usual.

That’s all it takes for my heartbeat to pick up speed and pound a steady tempo that vibrates throughout my body. When he’s no more than a few feet away, I take a hasty step in retreat until my spine hits the wall. The intensity lurking in his eyes makes me feel as if I’m prey trying to evade a predator.

The difference is that I don’t want to escape him.

Instead, I want to drag him closer until the woodsy scent of his cologne teases my senses and makes my head spin. I want to feel his warm breath drifting over my lips.

When I flatten against the wall, his wide palms settle on each side of my head until I’m caged in and there’s nowhere for me to run. I crane my neck in order to hold his steady gaze. Within the green depths, I see all the questions vying for precedence.

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

There’s no way I can answer that without lying.

Confusion flickers across his face as his voice softens. “I wasn’t expecting that after our conversation.”

He lowers his mouth just enough for his minty breath to waft over my lips. I have to bite back the whimper that tries to escape.

“Are you ever going to leave him?”


My mind screams the answer. I hate that I have to lie just to have a future with him.

“You deserve better. You realize that, right?”


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