Before & After by Nazarea Andrews

 

Today we are celebrating the release of BEFORE & AFTER by Nazarea Andrews. This book is a New Adult contemporary romance. Be sure to check out the giveaway below for a beautiful necklace and signed copy.

 

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BEFORE & AFTER BOOK BLURB:

Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy from the wrong side of the tracks, covered in ink and crooning in a bar is the last person a straight laced girl with a art major should fall for, but his rough edges made her jagged, alive, shaving away the coddled southern princess and revealing a soul wild and brilliant. They fell in love, despite her family and his past and all the reasons why it wouldn't work--and with their best friends, they made a life. Everyone was supposed to live happily ever after. They, more than anyone, knows that life doesn't go according to plan. Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy with a guitar, and a poet's heart, and a girl with freckles dusted over her nose, a perfect fucking fairy tale. But what happens when the fairy tale doesn't fall apart--but is forgotten?

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AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binging watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.

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Before & After by Nazarea Andrews

 

Today we are releasing teasers from BEFORE & AFTER by Nazarea Andrews. This book will be released this Thursday, July 30th and it is a New Adult contemporary romance.

 

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BEFORE & AFTER BOOK BLURB:

Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy from the wrong side of the tracks, covered in ink and crooning in a bar is the last person a straight laced girl with a art major should fall for, but his rough edges made her jagged, alive, shaving away the coddled southern princess and revealing a soul wild and brilliant. They fell in love, despite her family and his past and all the reasons why it wouldn't work--and with their best friends, they made a life. Everyone was supposed to live happily ever after. They, more than anyone, knows that life doesn't go according to plan. Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy with a guitar, and a poet's heart, and a girl with freckles dusted over her nose, a perfect fucking fairy tale. But what happens when the fairy tale doesn't fall apart--but is forgotten?      

AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binging watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.

AUTHOR LINKS:

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Before & After by Nazarea Andrews

 

Today we are having a chapter reveal for BEFORE & AFTER by author Nazarea Andrews. This book will be released next Thursday, July 30th and it is a New Adult contemporary romance.

 

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BEFORE & AFTER BOOK BLURB: Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy from the wrong side of the tracks, covered in ink and crooning in a bar is the last person a straight laced girl with a art major should fall for, but his rough edges made her jagged, alive, shaving away the coddled southern princess and revealing a soul wild and brilliant. They fell in love, despite her family and his past and all the reasons why it wouldn't work--and with their best friends, they made a life. Everyone was supposed to live happily ever after. They, more than anyone, knows that life doesn't go according to plan. Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy with a guitar, and a poet's heart, and a girl with freckles dusted over her nose, a perfect fucking fairy tale. But what happens when the fairy tale doesn't fall apart--but is forgotten?

     

Chapter One:

Prologue: Now It's raining buckets and I don't want to go out in that. I stared at it from under the awning of the club and felt Lindsay sway into me. For a second, we both wobbled and another one of the girls banged against my side and I shrieked, sure we were going down. Lindsay rights me, pulls me close. I lean my head on her shoulder and puff out a petulant, "Bitch." Her grip tightens just a touch and she laughs. I haven't been this drunk since senior year of college, when we did Christmas at her parent's beach house in Key West. I wouldn't be this drunk now except she begged. Hung over and washed out wouldn't do for the wedding, and even after that insane night on the beach with jello shots and beer funnels and tequila body shots, I had woken up without a hang over. And that's what you do, when your best friend begs the night before her wedding--you do her shots while the rest of the bridal party screams at the strippers and you slip her watered down beer that smells like piss. You take the holy fuck never again drunk, because tomorrow, no one will be looking at me while she prances down the aisle in white. Well. One person will. And he'd think this shit was hilarious. I giggle against Linds' shoulder and she bumps me gently. "You good?" She murmurs as we wait for the cab. I smirk up at her, the world spinning unsteadily. "I'm fucking wasted." She laughs softly and kisses my forehead. "Lindsay, get in," one of the other girls calls and she peers at the cab. It won't hold all of us, and I can feel a new tension settle over my best friend. Lindsay doesn't have a lot of close friends. Partly because we came here, to this city neither of us knows, because of the boys. So we both started over. And because when we have each other, and the boys, well. We don't need much else. But she's more social than I am. And she works at a small ad agency, where she's gotten close to the other girls. So when she needed bridesmaids, of course she asked them. I smirk as Lindsay shakes her head. "Y’all go. Peyton and I will grab the next." There's a moment of rain splattered quiet and then the girl--I forget but I think she's one of the Jennifers--shrugs and slides into the little cab, slamming the door behind her. "What a bitch," I mutter. She laughs, that real noise that I know like breathing. Not the fake shit she's been shoveling at the other girls all night. "Stop it," she orders and I blink up at her. "You’re thinking too much. Your drunk, Pey. Let go and enjoy it." I lean into her, and murmur, "Wanna help?" She laughs again, shoving my shoulder, and I giggle. "You are such a slut when you drink." She mutters. I nod agreeably, and a cab pulls up. It's dingy and the driver is frowning at his phone even as it he pulls to a stop. He gives us a distracted look as we spill in and the world sways, dizzy for a long moment. Lindsay tugs me against her as I whimper and pushes my hair back, studying me. "The Embassy Suites," she says and he nods, jerking into motion. Linds mutters under her breath and reaches for her seatbelt. "Sit up, honey. Belt. The rain is awful." "Freaking mother hen," I grumble and she shrugs, implacable. I huff and shift to sit up and my phone goes off, the ringtone that only Rike has. I squeal and Lindsay reaches for me as I scramble for my purse, abandoned on the dark, dirty floorboard. I close my hand over it and hear her scream, my name a twisted noise that is almost unrecognizable. It's the last thing I can't remember.  

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Fractured Perfection (A University of Branton Novel) by Nazarea Andrews

Today we are revealing the cover for FRACTURED PERFEC-TION by Nazarea Andrews. This is an adult contemporary romance novel that will be released on August 27th. It is the 4th book in the University of Branton series.

 

BOOK BLURB:

They had everything in each other….until one mistake shattered it all. It’s been five months since the photo of Asher and Luca splashed across the headlines, outing their unconventional relationship with Megan. Five months and everything is different. Asher is buried in work and running from the fame he’s worked so hard to achieve. Luca is hiding from the people who love him, and drinking himself into oblivion to escape the pain of losing yet another lover. And Megan is living in Branton, watching helplessly as the men she loves spiral into depression. Brought together again by tragedy, none can deny the intense connection they share. But is love enough to put together a life that was broken? Return to Branton…one last time.

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PREVIOUS BOOKS IN THE SERIES:

THIS LOVE (book #1) Buy Links:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble

 

BEAUTIFUL BROKEN (book #2) Buy Links:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble

 

SWEET RUIN (book #3) Buy Links:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble

 

EXCERPT:

Asher Bourbon Street is loud. It’s what I like about it, the loud revelry, the street performers, the music and the alcohol, and the anonymity of being one in a crowd of thousands. I’ve been sitting with a hurricane for the past hour, and I’ve barely touched it. This is my escape, these days. Not disappearing into nowhere. Disappearing into the middle of everywhere. A pretty blonde has been eyeing me for the past forty five minutes, and I should probably drag this out—dance with her, or buy her a drink. Something. But I’m too tired for that right now. I give her a smile, and she’s moving to my table, and from there—it’s all over but the fucking. Twenty minutes later, I stumble into my hotel room, the girl—what the hell is her name? I’m not drunk enough to forget this kind of shit—hanging off me and giggling. That’s annoying as fuck, but she’s got a damn fine mouth, and an exhibitionist streak. A light flicks on, and my new friend freezes. Her eyes go wide as she looks into my room, at whoever is sitting in there. “What the hell?” “Dammit, LeighAnn, I told you to leave me alone for the night,” I snap, turning. “Wrong PA, darlin’,” she drawls. Megan is sitting in my recliner, my tablet in her lap with a script pulled up. Nosey wench. I step away from the barfly and stare at her. I can chase memories all I want, but she’s here, and memories don’t hold a fucking candle to her. Her green gaze flicks to the other girl, the one I’ve completely forgotten. Cools to downright chilly. “Get out,” she says flatly. The barfly sidles closer to me, and clutches my hand. “He wants me here.” She laughs, a sharp noise, and her foot twitches, the thing that tells me she’s furious. “You don’t know shit, little girl. You sure as fuck don’t know what the hell he wants.” The barfly flinches and Meg’s eyes come to me. “Get rid of your friend, Knox.” I hate that with just my name in that tone, she can make me want her. But it doesn’t mean she’s wrong. I turn to the barfly. Give her an apologetic shrug. “You should probably go.” Her eyes go wide, comically outraged. But I’m not paying much attention to her as she storms out, cursing and banging the door behind her. My gaze is on Megan, as she stands. She’s wear-ing skinny jeans that hug her thighs and curve around her ass. A tight tshirt says Talk Nerdy to Me. I grin—she likes it nerdy and dirty. “What are you doing here?” I ask. “It’s time to go get Luca,” she says, glancing around the hotel room. “You’re done tomorrow, right?” I take a step back. I can’t do that—I can’t take them back. Not both of them. Not after that photo blew up. It changed everything—“Megan,” I say, shaking my head. “Don’t.” She snaps, and her voice is sharp with anger and hurt. “Your hurt and you can’t be with us, and I betrayed you both, and blah fucking blah. This is bigger than the petty shit you have going on. Luca is spiraling, Asher. We need to go to him.” I go very still, fear cascading over me. Why do I still care? Five months, and I can’t seem to let go of them. I want to get over them, want to move the fuck on. “What happened?” Her gaze skates over the room, the first diversion from her. “Where is he?” “New York. He took a job there, a few months ago, and he’s been there ever since, working gigs. Sunny’s been keeping an eye on him, but—Asher, it’s bad. He’s drinking, and shutting everyone out. He won’t speak to me anymore.” I flinch. When I walked away from the strange relationship we were building, I thought Luca would find himself in Megan. But he didn’t. And Megan lost us both. It wasn’t fair to her. Or him. But it’s the only way I knew how to deal with the unexpected expo-sure, the sudden outing that none of us were ready for it. It was too soon, too new. What was safe and fun and harmless in a car crossing the country—that was something completely differ-ent from being splashed across the headlines. There wasn't enough time for us to decide it was something we wanted before the world decided it was something we shouldn't have. "Megan, I can't be with you and him. I can't handle the public shit." She nods, sadness flickering in her green eyes. "I know. And I get it--this isn't me trying to get us back together." I give her a skeptical look and she shrugs. "I'm not lying about what I want, Asher. I just need him healthy and sane more than I want us.” I’m quiet, and she nods, a smile twisting her lips. “Sleep on it. We’ll talk about why you’re being a dick in the morning.” Megan strips off her top, and I almost swallow my tongue. She’s wearing a pale blue bra that stands out against the creamy, freckled skin. I know those curves, know just how her pert little breasts will feel cupped in my palm, and the way her body feels writhing against mine when I’m moving inside her. I know it all, and I’ve ignored it for five months, because I know this is a bad idea. But having her in my room, half naked and gorgeous—I want her and I don’t give a fuck that it’s a bad idea.     ABOUT THE AUTHOR Nazarea Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog. AUTHOR LINKS:

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