Breena Wilde's 'Blurred Lines' Book Blitz: Excerpt and Giveaway

 

 

Blurred Lines by Breena Wilde 
 

(Blurred Lines #1) 
 

Publication Date: July 5th 2013 

Genres: Adult, Erotica, Romance

Synopsis:

 

Volume 1 in Blurred Lines Serials
Genre: New Adult Erotic Romance Series

*** Cadence lives her life without holding back. She's all in. Her life is raw, real, and unapologetic. If you aren't afraid to experience all Cadence has to offer, read this series. ***

Hooking has four important rules.

1. Cash only.
2. Use protection.
3. Carry mace.
4. Don’t fall in love.

Twenty-year-old Cadence is a prostitute and she lives by the rules. They keep her alive and they keep her heart protected. But when she agrees to take one last job to get out from under her pimp, she discovers some of the rules might be worth breaking.

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AUTHOR BIO:
 

Breena Wilde has been writing for more than ten years. She’s sold more than half a million books in the last year under another name. Breena’s had a lot of jobs. She’s flipped burgers, worked in a hotel, and spent time managing people in customer service. She’s lived everywhere, from Taiwan and New York, to California and Virginia, but Wyoming is home. Writing is the best job ever!!! BLURRED LINES is the first of many in her erotic new adult series.

 

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 Excerpt:

“So how are we going to do this?” I ask, feeling slightly woozy.

“I’ve got that worked out too.” John puts an arm around my waist and helps me into the waiting wheelchair. He pushes me down the hall. “We’re going to go out the back door. There’s a limo waiting. I’ll drive you back to the hotel so you can get your stuff and then we’ll drive you home.”

“You rock.”

“So do you,” he responds.

We reach the doors and he struggles to push them open.

“I can walk,” I say, feeling frustrated.

“No, I promised the doc I’d wheel you all the way to the car. It’s hospital policy.”

“Fine,” I grudgingly agree.

As soon as the doors are open, we’re swarmed with paparazzi. Apparently going out the back door doesn’t deter anybody.

“What happened?” one shouts.

“Is it true she’s a prostitute?” another asks.

John doesn’t say anything. He whispers in my ear. “Keep your head down.”

I’m already doing that. I’ve no desire to be on the cover of some tabloid.

“John, there are millions of women who would happily spend time with you. Why did you feel it was necessary to pay a whore?”

We’re at the limo and a guy has the door open. John locks the wheelchair and helps me in.

I study his face, worried. He looks angry.

“You okay?” I ask him quietly.

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