WICKED RULES TEASER AND ARC GIVEAWAY
BY L A COTTON
Wicked Rules (Wicked Bay #2) is coming Jan 3. To kick off
the countdown L A Cotton is giving away some ARCs –
so if you want to get your hands on Maverick Prince early, then keep on reading 😉
the countdown L A Cotton is giving away some ARCs –
so if you want to get your hands on Maverick Prince early, then keep on reading 😉
For a chance to #win an ARC enter HERE
EXCERPT:
I loaded a plate with some fruit and a bagel and sat at the
island. Summer joined me. “I’m sorry I missed your birthday.”
island. Summer joined me. “I’m sorry I missed your birthday.”
She shrugged. “It’s okay.”
“It isn’t,” I said. “I messed up.”
Summer met my eyes and gave me a sad smile. “Yeah, you did.
I’ve never seen Mom like that, Rick. She was…” her voice trailed off, but the
pain in her voice twisted my gut in a way I hadn’t expected. “I heard Kyle say
he and Lo dragged you out of there. Is it true?”
I’ve never seen Mom like that, Rick. She was…” her voice trailed off, but the
pain in her voice twisted my gut in a way I hadn’t expected. “I heard Kyle say
he and Lo dragged you out of there. Is it true?”
Lump in my throat, I nodded.
“I can’t imagine…”
“Sum, come on, I’m fine. And it won’t happen again.” No
matter how much the darkness ate away at my soul, I wouldn’t step back in that
ring. It was a promise I’d made not only to Lo but to myself.
matter how much the darkness ate away at my soul, I wouldn’t step back in that
ring. It was a promise I’d made not only to Lo but to myself.
“I love you, Maverick.” Summer lifted her head, sitting
tall. She might have been two and a half years younger than me, but in that
moment, I felt small. “But if you hurt Lo, God help me I will never forgive
you.”
tall. She might have been two and a half years younger than me, but in that
moment, I felt small. “But if you hurt Lo, God help me I will never forgive
you.”
My mouth hung open as I tried to form words, but I had
nothing.
nothing.
I didn’t ever want to hurt Lo. She was the one good thing in
my life. I needed her the way I needed air. But Summer knew. She knew my MO. I
pushed people away. When shit got too hard or things didn’t go my way, I put up
walls so high no one could break through.
my life. I needed her the way I needed air. But Summer knew. She knew my MO. I
pushed people away. When shit got too hard or things didn’t go my way, I put up
walls so high no one could break through.
And for as much as I wanted to tell her she was wrong—that
she had nothing to worry about—I was Maverick Prince. It was a title that came
with expectations. I was son to Alec Prince and a pawn in his game. So, while I
wanted nothing more than Steinbeck and basketball and a future with Lo, I
wanted to protect her more.
she had nothing to worry about—I was Maverick Prince. It was a title that came
with expectations. I was son to Alec Prince and a pawn in his game. So, while I
wanted nothing more than Steinbeck and basketball and a future with Lo, I
wanted to protect her more.
Even if I ended up hurting her in the process.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Author of mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.
Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
