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Under The Cherry Blossoms
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Skye Emery believes in true love.
A romantic idealist, she believes wholeheartedly that everyone will get their
happy ending. Everyone except her.
happy ending. Everyone except her.
After drowning in the devastation left behind by a cheating father, keeping
men at arm's length and finding solace in a dirty book and a pint of ice
cream is a safer option.
men at arm's length and finding solace in a dirty book and a pint of ice
cream is a safer option.
Enter Ben Mackinnon, the sexy reformed manwhore with a complicated
past of his own, he overwhelms her with his perfect mix of sweet sincerity
and dirty talking dominance.
past of his own, he overwhelms her with his perfect mix of sweet sincerity
and dirty talking dominance.
When Skye and Ben stumble upon a childhood memory that connects them,
Skye's walls begin to tumble down; but when Ben's past resurfaces she's
torn between running to protect her heart, or fighting for the only
relationship she has ever invested in.
Skye's walls begin to tumble down; but when Ben's past resurfaces she's
torn between running to protect her heart, or fighting for the only
relationship she has ever invested in.
Book 1 in a STANDALONE series.
Under The Cherry Blossoms Excerpt
© Amali Rose 2017
“Skye fucking Emery! Wakey wakey!”
I’m dragged ruthlessly from my slumbering oblivion by the sound of kitchen
cupboards slamming and a screeching voice intent on rousing me awake.
Refusing to give in to these terrorist tactics, I roll over and stick my head
under my pillow. Cassidy will not be thwarted however, and the next thing
I know she is body slamming me into the mattress with a maniacal laugh.
cupboards slamming and a screeching voice intent on rousing me awake.
Refusing to give in to these terrorist tactics, I roll over and stick my head
under my pillow. Cassidy will not be thwarted however, and the next thing
I know she is body slamming me into the mattress with a maniacal laugh.
“Skyballs! C’mon! I need all the details! Did he pound your pussy? Batter
dip the corn dog? Did you do the boom boom? Tell me everything!”
dip the corn dog? Did you do the boom boom? Tell me everything!”
I move the pillow away and throw a what-the-fuck look over my shoulder.
“Oh my god, Cass, what is wrong with you? Batter dip the corn dog?
Seriously? And I want my key back, you jerk.” Her only response is a loud
laugh which stops as suddenly as it started while she throws me her
infamous puppy-dog eyes.
Seriously? And I want my key back, you jerk.” Her only response is a loud
laugh which stops as suddenly as it started while she throws me her
infamous puppy-dog eyes.
“Skye. I don’t mean to alarm you, but you have no food in the place. You
need to take me out and feed me.”
need to take me out and feed me.”
Groaning, I crane my neck to see the alarm clock and note that it’s only 8:15
in the morning.
in the morning.
“Cassidy Jensen, I know for a fact that there is a kitchen full of food in there.
And what the hell are you doing out of bed before 10am on a Saturday
morning?”
And what the hell are you doing out of bed before 10am on a Saturday
morning?”
“Nope, there’s only healthy shit in there, I want pancakes. And I’m up
because my pathetic excuse for a best friend never messaged me last night
to tell me how her date with the man-meat went. Now get your ass up,
you’re taking me to Monroe’s.”
because my pathetic excuse for a best friend never messaged me last night
to tell me how her date with the man-meat went. Now get your ass up,
you’re taking me to Monroe’s.”
I stare at the ceiling, silently debating whether I want to humor her or kick
her butt out when she makes the decision for me, lifting the mattress and
watching as I tumble to the ground with a loud, “oomph.”
her butt out when she makes the decision for me, lifting the mattress and
watching as I tumble to the ground with a loud, “oomph.”
“Now, Skyballs.” And she walks out my bedroom door without a backward
glance.
glance.
Dandelion Dreams
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Cassidy Jensen has known true love.
With a wild heart and a fierce spirit she lives life passionately, determined to
embrace all it has to offer.
embrace all it has to offer.
After a crushing loss she fights to regain her sense of self, attempting to
rediscover the happiness that she knows can exist. However, one bad
experience after another has Cassidy questioning whether lightning can
strike twice.
rediscover the happiness that she knows can exist. However, one bad
experience after another has Cassidy questioning whether lightning can
strike twice.
Enter Mason Alexander. He is everything she doesn't want. Guarded, aloof
and a workaholic; the only emotion he ignites in her is frustration.
and a workaholic; the only emotion he ignites in her is frustration.
When Mason and Cassidy are thrown together and forced to work with each
other, they must learn to navigate their new relationship. Along the way
proving that sometimes what you want, isn't always what you need.
other, they must learn to navigate their new relationship. Along the way
proving that sometimes what you want, isn't always what you need.
Book 2 in a STANDALONE series.
Dandelion Dreams Excerpt
© Amali Rose 2018
“Everything okay in here?” My voice is laced with humor that I don’t even
bother trying to hide, even though I know it will antagonize her to no end.
bother trying to hide, even though I know it will antagonize her to no end.
Her body tenses at my words, but she doesn’t move.
“The copier won’t work, and I need these copies, and I’m hungry, and
today has sucked ass, and you guys have way too many meetings, and it’s
like you don’t even try to make them fun. And I really need these copies.”
She spits this out without taking a breath, and if her tone wasn’t filled with
defeat, I would be chuckling at her dramatics. Instead, I find myself
instinctively moving toward her, the need to comfort the drama queen
overwhelming me.
today has sucked ass, and you guys have way too many meetings, and it’s
like you don’t even try to make them fun. And I really need these copies.”
She spits this out without taking a breath, and if her tone wasn’t filled with
defeat, I would be chuckling at her dramatics. Instead, I find myself
instinctively moving toward her, the need to comfort the drama queen
overwhelming me.
Reaching her, I notice out the corner of my eye that the copier is unplugged.
Containing a derisive snort, I lean over to stick the plug back in. I’m ready to
give her shit when I feel her move beneath me, and I realize that in the
process of fixing her copier woes, I have positioned myself right behind her,
our legs pressed up against each other. My dick nestled against her ass. It
feels fucking incredible. Then just when I think I have my body under control,
her round ass wiggles slightly, as if trying to introduce itself to my cock. I
stifle a groan and she stands up, her body now completely flush with mine.
My hips intuitively press forward, and I hear a low moan from deep in her
throat.
Containing a derisive snort, I lean over to stick the plug back in. I’m ready to
give her shit when I feel her move beneath me, and I realize that in the
process of fixing her copier woes, I have positioned myself right behind her,
our legs pressed up against each other. My dick nestled against her ass. It
feels fucking incredible. Then just when I think I have my body under control,
her round ass wiggles slightly, as if trying to introduce itself to my cock. I
stifle a groan and she stands up, her body now completely flush with mine.
My hips intuitively press forward, and I hear a low moan from deep in her
throat.
She turns around unexpectedly, and her hand finds my neck, pulling my
mouth down to hers. Her tongue invades my mouth with a savagery that
seems befitting of Cassidy. There’s nothing gentle, or soft about this. It’s
down-and-dirty mouth fucking. Her hands find my chest and she pushes me
backwards. I allow the movement, curious to see where she takes this.
Slamming my back into the wall, I smile inwardly. Her fight for dominance is
cute. Futile, but cute.
mouth down to hers. Her tongue invades my mouth with a savagery that
seems befitting of Cassidy. There’s nothing gentle, or soft about this. It’s
down-and-dirty mouth fucking. Her hands find my chest and she pushes me
backwards. I allow the movement, curious to see where she takes this.
Slamming my back into the wall, I smile inwardly. Her fight for dominance is
cute. Futile, but cute.
Amongst The Wildflowers
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Layla Jensen dreams of true love.
A quiet soul, she walks through life with one simple goal. Stay invisible in a
world where she's never felt enough.
world where she's never felt enough.
After living in the shadow of her beautiful, vivacious sister and believing she
never measured up, Layla has withdrawn into herself, watching life pass
her by.
never measured up, Layla has withdrawn into herself, watching life pass
her by.
Enter Ethan Miller. Confidant, carefree and outgoing, he is the opposite of
Layla in every way. He is also the one person who sees her. Who has always
seen her.
Layla in every way. He is also the one person who sees her. Who has always
seen her.
With Ethan back in her life, Layla is reminded of the love she once craved
and her heart slowly comes back to life. But as they fight to make their dream a
reality, their happiness is placed in jeopardy from a threat they never saw
coming.
and her heart slowly comes back to life. But as they fight to make their dream a
reality, their happiness is placed in jeopardy from a threat they never saw
coming.
Book 3 in a STANDALONE series.
Amongst The Wildflowers Excerpt
© Amali Rose 2018
“Babe, did you make sure you got the double-stuffed Oreos this time?”
I’m barely in the door when my roommate, Seth’s voice hollers at me.
Looking up, I see him, ass glued to the sofa, eyes locked on the television
screen and controller in hand.
screen and controller in hand.
“We have regular Oreos in the pantry. You’ll eat them, and you’ll enjoy them.
Babe.”
Babe.”
A lazy smirk crosses his face as he glances at me. “Mia never remembers
double-stuffed. I mean who the hell wants regular Oreos? I’ve sent her
twenty-three messages reminding her and she hasn’t bothered replying to
any. Bet your ass she walks in here with the regular ones.” His face
creases in disgust at the thought. “But what’s got your panties in such a
bunch, princess?”
double-stuffed. I mean who the hell wants regular Oreos? I’ve sent her
twenty-three messages reminding her and she hasn’t bothered replying to
any. Bet your ass she walks in here with the regular ones.” His face
creases in disgust at the thought. “But what’s got your panties in such a
bunch, princess?”
My legs make quick work of the space between the door and the sofa and I
flop down next to him, throwing my backpack on the ground angrily. Rolling
my shoulders, I attempt to release the tension that’s pervaded my body
since my encounter with Michael Bradshaw this morning.
flop down next to him, throwing my backpack on the ground angrily. Rolling
my shoulders, I attempt to release the tension that’s pervaded my body
since my encounter with Michael Bradshaw this morning.
“Bradshaw’s an asshole, right? I’m not the only one who thinks so?”
“Fuck no, that guy’s the biggest douche I’ve ever had the bad luck to meet.
If he wasn’t the captain of the football team, he’d be the most hated guy on
campus.” Keeping his eyes on the screen in front of him, he throws me a
controller and sets up a game. “Why, what’d he do?”
If he wasn’t the captain of the football team, he’d be the most hated guy on
campus.” Keeping his eyes on the screen in front of him, he throws me a
controller and sets up a game. “Why, what’d he do?”
I groan loudly, remembering the way his eyes ate Layla up. “I was talking to
Lay this morning, and he practically fucked her right in front of me.”
Lay this morning, and he practically fucked her right in front of me.”
Seth side-eyes me while still managing to kill me onscreen. That’s
motherfucking skill, right there.
motherfucking skill, right there.
“Really?” I choose to ignore the skeptical tone to his voice. “Because that
seems unlikely.”
seems unlikely.”
“Well, he may as well have.” I pout like a fucking child. “He invited her to
Hound Dog tonight.”
Hound Dog tonight.”
Seth’s head snaps around, his eyes wide as they meet mine. “Does this
mean I’m finally going to meet the girl that has you all pussy whipped?”
mean I’m finally going to meet the girl that has you all pussy whipped?”
“Seriously, you’re calling me pussy whipped? Didn’t I walk in on Mia plucking
your eyebrows last week?”
your eyebrows last week?”
He grins back at me. “What can I say? My girl likes me to look my best.” He
shrugs as I snort out a laugh. It’s impossible to embarrass this guy.
shrugs as I snort out a laugh. It’s impossible to embarrass this guy.
“Whatever. She’ll be there. Because Michael invited her.” My grimace is
involuntary. My clenched fists, not so much.
involuntary. My clenched fists, not so much.
“Who the fuck cares why she’s coming. She’s coming, which means you get
to spend time with her, so quit bitching. Pull your big-girl panties on and tell
her you’re not interested in being her friend and offer her a ride to pound
town.” He shakes his head in exasperation, eyeing me like a punk.
to spend time with her, so quit bitching. Pull your big-girl panties on and tell
her you’re not interested in being her friend and offer her a ride to pound
town.” He shakes his head in exasperation, eyeing me like a punk.
“Oh my God, please do not say the words pound town to her.”
Our heads whip around to find Mia standing by the door with a look of horror
on her face. She turns her attention to Seth, and before I can say ‘where the
hell did you come from’, she’s throwing a package at her boyfriend’s head.
on her face. She turns her attention to Seth, and before I can say ‘where the
hell did you come from’, she’s throwing a package at her boyfriend’s head.
“Double-stuffed Oreos, asshole,” she snaps and makes her way to the
kitchen. Seth throws his hands up in the air. “Parker for the win.”
kitchen. Seth throws his hands up in the air. “Parker for the win.”
About Amali Rose :
Amali Rose is an Australian author, and former blogger, who released her
debut novella in 2017.
A self confessed bookworm, her love affair with the written word began as a
child, with The Magic Faraway Tree. Her tastes have grown and evolved
over the years, and after stumbling into the indie community a few years ago,
she discovered her passion for romance with a side of smut.
When not reading or writing Amali enjoys baking, yoga, cheesy pop music &
netflix marathons; and believes strongly that pink, puppies and chocolate
make the world a better place!
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Interview With Amali Rose:
1. Can you tell us a little about your books?
They are sweet, steamy romances that pack an emotional punch.
2. When did you know you wanted to write a book?
I've always been an avid reader, but had never considered writing until last year. I was working on a project for a friend when the idea for Under The Cherry Blossoms came to me. I did my best to ignore it, never thinking I could actually write a book, but 6 months later it was still rattling around, so I decided to give writing a shot!
3. What inspires you to write?
Anything can inspire me. Songs, quotes, memories. Anything and everything.
4. Do you have a special time to write or how is your day structured?
No, I really wish I did, but I pretty much just write whenever I can fit it in. I need to be more disciplined lol!
5. Do you have a favorite food or drink you must have nearby when writing?
Normally just water.
6. Do you have a favorite spot to write?
Curled up and comfy on the couch.
7. If you had a superpower, what would it be?
To be invisible. I would love that!
8. What are writing projects are you currently working on?
I'm
writing the final book in the Fleurs d'Amour series. Breathing Wisteria
is Wyatt's book and I'm so excited to get this story out and share it
with people.
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