Body,
Ink, and Soul Blurp:
Phoenix Silverstone more
commonly known as Nix, is a twenty-one year old that has finally
discovered her freedom. After living under the strict rules and
protection of her mother, Nix moved out with her two best friends in
a quaint little Seattle apartment. For the first time Nix is
finally able to spread her wings and breathe. Together, they get a
job working at a bar and for the first time everything is perfect.
Freedom, friendships, a great
job and fantastic man on the verge of becoming hers. Tristan is the
suave, intelligent, not to mention gorgeous law student that Nix has
her eyes and heart set on. For the first time, she has her life
together; that is, until her path crosses with Levi. The charming,
tattooed and downright sexy bad boy that Nix knows she needs to
avoid.
But when one of her friends
moves out she is shocked to find that her new roommate is none other
than Levi. Flirting. Desire. Undeniable temptations. Nix can’t
deny the chemistry surging between them but she can’t forget her
mother’s extreme hate towards bad boys.
Will
Nix have the strength to listen to her heart? Or will her
mother’s rules cost her everything?
You hooked yet? I know it sounds like a novel that I will be getting for my book shelf!
About
the author...
Jude
was born and raised in a small village named Lacolle. She now
lives in Montreal, Canada. She is the proud mother of a beautiful
five year old son, Isaac and has spent the last twelve years with her
boyfriend, Cedric.
French
is her native language, but she prefers to write in her second
language, English. She has a passion for books, both reading and
writing them.
Some links that you can stalk the author at:
Website/blog:
www.judeouvrard.com
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/JudeOuvrard
Twitter:
@JudeOuvrard @AuthorJude_O
Excerpt:
''Can
I get you anything?'' I asked him, while taking all the empty plastic
glasses off the counter.
''A
smile. Give me that and you’ll get the biggest tip tonight.'' The
slow seductive tone rolling off his shapely lips told me he wasn’t
just fooling around. His green eyes were staring at me like I was
dessert. This guy was hot and he knew it. The way his tousled light
brown hair went every which way, hanging down onto his forehead, told
me right away he didn’t care about his looks. He didn’t have to.
He
wanted a smile? I shook my head. ''You don’t want a drink? Just
water, maybe?''
''No,
just a smile. You're the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and
it's just a smile I want.'' He brushed his hand through his hair,
making it even more distressed.
I
knew I was blushing and biting my lips in embarrassment. His eyes
refused to stray from mine, pinning me in place. I smiled, but not
because he asked. No, this was solely because this very random
man had pulled one out of me on his own. I saw the humor in his eyes.
He slid fifty bucks out of his pocket and onto the counter. ''Thank
you, Princess. You just made my night.''
He
got up and walked away. I could see the hint of tattoos peeking out
of his neckline and rolled up sleeves, but I was too astonished to
call after him or say anything. He was wearing simple black converse,
washed out jeans and a black long sleeve henley. There was something
about him - mysterious and inscrutable. If he wanted to get my
attention, well - he got it.
Who
the hell was that? I kept asking myself as he walked away. I knew he
was the guy Tyler had been excited to see, but I had never seen him
around here before. I knew I would have remembered that piece of man
candy.
He
didn't give me his name and I didn't give him mine. Not that he had
to ask - I had a name tag with my name on it. It was the strangest
thing that ever happened to me. My eyes remained trained on him
until he opened the door of the club and left. I found myself still
watching the door, even after it was closed, like I wanted to chase
after him – which was insane. I shook my head, willing myself to
move on.
I
began wiping the counter, pausing to watch Val entertain her groupies
at the station next to me. As I turned to grab more lemons, my eyes
were drawn again to the door. Tristan walked in with few of his
friends. I had never seen Tristan here before and even after our
dinner date tonight, I still didn’t expect it. I couldn’t tell if
I was excited by the surprise visit or nervous about it. I felt like
he was parading a bunch of his buddies around my bedroom, looking
through all my dirty laundry. This was my home away from home and I
wasn’t sure if I was ready to let him in—yet.
Not to mention I was still shaken up from Mr. Mysterious.
And now the cover! Truly a beautiful cover!