Friday, September 5, 2014

Bittersweet Love by JL Beck Blog Tour Sneak Peek of Bittersweet Symphony & GIVEAWAY!!!

~ Synopsis ~

 Betrayal. That’s what Jenna Haines felt when she discovered that her relationship with Rex Winchester was anything but real.

With a broken heart, and a deep sadness running through her veins she picked up the pieces and forced herself to move on. After all, what better place to start fresh than at University of California, Berkeley?

That is until the day she finds out Rex got accepted to Berkeley too, and that he will be following her off to college. To add salt to the wounds, it seems as if he will do anything to win her back. With Rex, on the prowl and her heart being the prey can she resist his advances towards her?

Even more so can she move on from the vengeful things he once did and fall into a deep bittersweet love? Or will the hate, lies, and secrets break them beyond repair? Is love really capable of healing all wounds or is everything still just a lie?

~ Book Links ~

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~ Sneak Peek ~
This is unedited and subject to change.

“Why can’t I just live?” I roar out, my voice echoing off the walls. My breaths are heaving and my kn
uckles are busted open again. Fucking great.
“You can if you let whatever it is that’s holding you back go?” Kennedy’s voice vibrates through my body singing to me. I turn around startled to see her, but happy at the same time.
She gives me a shy smile, as she walks down the remaining steps. Before I realize it she’s directly in front of me, and it takes everything in me not to hold her to my body. To hear her shallows breaths, and feel her heart beat next to mine. Pussy… my ego whispers to me.
“You really should think about punching something much softer next time you want to lash out.” She exclaims, taking my hand in her small one to examine it.
“Why would you do this to yourself?” She peers up at me over the rim of her glasses. A frown mares her beautiful face, and I hate to see it there. Even more so that I put it there.
“The pain. It makes it better.” I say hoarsely, grappling with the fact that I probably shouldn’t have said that. One question leads to others and I don’t know if I have the strength to not tell her. Hell I don’t think I have the strength to tell her.
She lets out a quiet laugh, “Pain, makes the anger better. Putting yourself through more hurt makes the hurt better? That is just completely absurd.” She releases my hand, the warmth leaving me. Even in my darkest moments, I know Kennedy could pull me out of it. We all have someone in our lives like that. That pull us from those moments where we have lost complete hope.
“The pain reminds me that the hurt is real Kennedy.” I try and hide the anger from my voice because in reality I’m not mad at her, I’m mad at myself. For being the bastard my dad always said I would be. For living up to his gracious beliefs of the person I would be.
“Does your brother know about this? About what your dad did or still does to you?” I push her against the wall out of plain anger, and rage. A gasp leaves her mouth. Would I hurt her? I ask myself. I can practically hear her heart beating out of her chest.
“No one knows, just you and me.” I say menacing. All I see is blind rage right now, but yet my touch is gentle as I grip her chin turning her to face me. Her lip is quivering in fear, and I start to hate myself for putting those walls back up that I slip down.
“You won’t be telling anyone will you?” I hated instilling this fear in her, but if I didn’t… then my secrets could escape. 
She shook her head back and forth, small wisps of hair fell into her forehead. I released her chin, and slammed my fist into the wall. Again, and again. I could feel her fear, tears leaked from tightly closed eyes. I nestled myself into her neck taking in her scent. She didn’t shudder away from me, so I assumed she was okay. I thought wrong.
“Don’t… Don’t touch me. I’ll scream.” She lets out a ragged sob, out of fear I’m sure. Her tears somehow bring me back to the surface and I gently grip her arms. Holding her in place so she can’t escape me.
“Please don’t hurt me.” She begs. I’m bewildered by her admission.
“If I wanted to hurt you K, I would.” I mumble into her hair.
“Please…” She pleads with me assuming that I would ever lay a hand on her. Then I remember everything she herself has been through with Sam.
“K, look at me. I would never, in my entire life lay a hand on your delicate body. I would never inflict any type of pain on you. I might get angry, and I might hit shit but it will never be your beautiful face that my fist lands on.”
Her eyes pop open, the deep blue hue urging me to dive into her. To dissect her as person, and figure out what makes her tick.
“I care about you Kennedy.” The sentence slips out of my mouth before I can stop it.
She looks at me mystified by the fact that I could care for someone. Though she’s not alone, I myself can’t believe it either.
“Well I care about you too Ryder, so I think you should tell your brother.” I bite my lip hard the sting of my teeth digging into the fresh mark as drops of blood pool in my mouth. I shake my head at her. I will never tell Rex. He has so much going for him, so much in life. I refuse to darken his life with my burdens. Plus he would feel as if he’s to blame and the last thing I need is pity.
“Kennedy, you cannot tell him. You cannot tell anyone. If I want someone to know I will tell them. It’s my secret to tell.” Her wide eyed stare tells me she understands me. We both have secrets and it’s our choice to disperse them.
“But…” She says nibbling on her bottom lip. I take my finger placing it against her lips.
“No but…”
“I just want to help you.” She says against my finger. Her hot breath does something to mind. Clogging it with images of her under me, her on me, her on the table, in the shower. My lips descend on hers before I even realize what I’m doing. A squeak emits from her, as she opens her mouth allowing my tongue to mingle with hers. I know it’s just a kiss but the beast in me takes hold, as I grip her face between my hands not allowing her to move on millimeter from me.
We kiss with a passion, and aggression. She pushes to meet my lips, standing on her tip toes. I let out a loud groan as her teeth nip at my lip. I can feel myself growing possessive of her.
“Stop…” She says against my lips, a groan escapes her and I question if she really wants to stop. Then her hand comes up to my chest pushing me back softly, and I know the line has been drawn. Down boy, down I tell myself.
Her lips look tender, as she peers up at me. Her hair a sunshine mess.
“Now what?” She asks curiously pulling away from me.  I can’t believe what I’m about to say but I know after what I just did I have to say it. It will happen one way or another. God has a funny way of bringing people into your life.

“Now, we try.” I whispered into her hair, breathing in her unique scent. 

~ Synopsis ~

I’m a slut. Or at least that’s what everyone calls me. I guess that’s what you get when everyone think’s you've slept with the whole football team and then some.
My junior year of high school I gave my heart to Corey Winchester. He was handsome, cocky, and a pure gentlemen. Then everything changed in an instant. When I found out he was spreading malicious rumors about me, after I refused to sleep with him I was utterly surprised. To add to it, he broke up with me in front of the whole school. I essentially became the laughing stock of the town. People that I once called my friends became my enemies. Finding a way to ruin my life one day at a time. Now the shitty part is I should have known a pretty boy like him was too good to be true. After ruining my reputation and life I did everything I could to stay under the radar, but it just wasn't enough. I slowly learned that all the torment, and hate was all for one thing. Revenge. That’s what Corey wanted, and why I didn't know. Then Rex Winchester came along. Corey’s cousin, and someone I knew I shouldn't be getting close with. A whole six feet of hotness, a smile that melted the panties off of every girl in a fifty mile radius, and a heart of gold. He could have anyone he wanted, so why he chose me Corey’s ex, the bullied, slutty girl was beyond me. All I knew was that I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything. The problem was, I couldn't tell if Rex, was just like Corey or if his intentions were as innocent as he was making them out to be.
My names Jenna Haines, and this is the story of how the one thing I wanted.. turned out to be the one thing that would hurt me the most. What happens when the one thing you least expect to happen, does? When all the lies and secrets come out. Well you're about find out.

~ Author Bio ~

J.L. Beck is the author of Bittersweet Revenge(A Bittersweet Novella Book 1). A four part novella series. She lives in Elroy, WI with her husband Brandon, and daughter Bella. Since the moment she could reach the shelves on the book shelf shes been reading, thus influencing her to write. Her favorite books are those that leave an imprint on your soul. You know the ones that have you putting everything off because you have to find out what happens next.

When she's not writing or reading(of course)you can find her picking up after her three year old daughter, or explaining to her husband why its unsafe to do something any other way, than the way your wife told you too.

Shes a huge fan of all things drama, with shows like The Vampire Diaries, and Arrow being some of her favorites. She's addicted to all things social media, caffeine, and Starbucks.

Stalk me, you know you want to.


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