Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Yet again I have neglected my blog. This poor thing. Anyway I have a few teasers for you from Wrong Kind of Love (Young Love #2) Which is Caden and Grace's story. <3

1. She is laid out before me completely nude. Which is the only way I like to see her. She isn't hiding behind her walls this way. It's like I strip away that wall with every piece of clothing I peel off. I've never seen such an amazing body and all I want to do is copy it onto canvas and stare at it everyday. 
"Are you gonna stare all day?" she chuckles holding her head up on the palm of her hand.
I blink a few times having forgotten what I asked to do. "No Angel."
I pick up my paint tray and settle next to her on the floor. Before I begin she traces the tattoos I have inked over most of my torso. I will my dick to stay soft but he has other ideas as her soft hands glide over my flesh. I'm so hot inside and out and I feel sweat bead on my forehead. "If you keep doing that, I'll never get started."
She chuckles again and lays flat on her back. Her generous breasts bounce and sway with her motion and a groan passes my closed lips. She smirks up at me with all that blond hair laid out around her like a halo.
"Vixen." I mutter dipping the brush in a blue and sweeping it across her stomach. Her body shivers and her hands clinch. Nice to know i affect her as well.
As I paint my mind zones in on what I'm doing and forgets everything else. Graces breathing becomes more and more labored the longer I work. You wouldn't think this would be a turn on but it is. For her. Her thighs close and squeeze together about every five seconds. Which of course turns me on.
After awhile I can't stand it anymore and my free hand snakes down to caress her most private part. She's wet for me. And now I'll have her moaning.

2. Grace tilts her head to the side as she comes which thoroughly pisses me off. My hand reaches down turing that beautiful face back towards mine. "Don't ever look away from me when you come. I'm not doing this just for my pleasure. I wanna see yours." her brown eyes are still full of lingering lust. I have to admit it makes me feel powerful. "We are doing something wrong here. I want it to be worth all the pain."-Caden Harper, Wrong Kind of Love. Releasing In June.

3. "Caden lays his sweaty forehead down on mine. His intense blue eyes stare into mine as his c**k pushes in and out of me. I'm gasping and groaning, giving him everything. He has this way of making me forget. It's a blessing and a curse. I shouldn't forget what I'm running from. I shouldn't forget who I'm supposed to be here. I shouldn't forget who I'm supposed to love. 
I'm so full. It's a metaphor and an innuendo. My heart is full of lies, betrayal, pain and sadness. My body is full of Caden. The way he smells, the feel of his hands on my skin, and how he f**ks me.
I let him do whatever he wants to my body. Because I will never let him have my heart. My new life would come crashing down on me. Around me.
So when you ask yourself why I'm stuck between twins, one is my savior, the other my destroyer.
And I find myself vowing I will never give up either."
-Grace, Wrong Kind of Love.

4. I start to step out of the shower when the bathroom door suddenly opens. In walks my angel. I haven’t been this close to her in almost a month. I can’t help but to remember the time I had her tied to my bed. Then Jaden had to come and fuck it up.
Grace stands there staring at me with wide eyes. She never got to see me completely naked so when her eyes take in every inch of flesh I have exposed, my d**k comes to attention. She opens her mouth to say something but closes it and meeting my eyes. She slows, hard. “See something you like?” I ask softly.
I tip my head down a little and look at her from under my lashes. I bite the side of my lip and beg her to come over. Her cheeks blush beautifully and she claps and unclasps her hands. “We can’t. Don’t look at me like that.” She closes her eyes and turns her head away. “I was going to give you a chance but you never called. I moved on. Don’t stand over there looking like a goddamn sex god. I cannot handle it.”
“Come here Grace. Don’t think about all that. I’ve got a hard on that has your name written all over it.” I’m probably pushing my luck but I don’t really care. She is the one girl I can’t run from. The one girl I want above all others. I can’t explain it but I know its real. Her soul speaks to mine and I want to learn all the secrets I know she is hiding.
“Caden please don’t. Seriously I cant do this.” I pause with my hand reaching for my d**k. Her accent disappeared just now. It went from being southern to northern. New York maybe. I shake my head because I really don’t want to go there right now.
I step out of the shower and lay my towel down on the toilet seat. I walk right up to her in the small space of this bathroom. I reach around her waist and lock the bathroom door.
I don’t think as I pull her against me and crush my lips to hers. I don’t think about my brother or anyone else that might be hurt because of my actions. He doesn’t want her like I want her. He doesn’t live because of Grace. I do. I may not know that much about love, but what I feel for this female in front of me is damn near close.
Her tongue reaching out for mine brings me out of my crazy thoughts. She is wearing some frilly lace skirt, so I inch it up until I get ahold of her panties. They are down her legs and touching the floor in no time.
“Tell me you want me. Tell me your mine. Tell me you haven’t f**ked my brother.” I command as I slip a finger inside her.
Her hands come up to cup my cheeks as she moans around my lips. “I haven’t f**ked him. I only want you. I’m yours.” She whispers running kisses along my jaw and down my neck.
I get an overwhelming need to be inside her. Mark her as mine. So I do. I spin her around until she ends up bent backwards over the counter, which holds the sink. I bend down and rummage through the space under the sink until I find a condom I had stashed under there. I stand up and roll the thing on. “Keep your hands above your head. If you lower them, I’ll stop and walk out of this room.”
She nods and I don’t give her any warning as I push into her soaking wet heat. Thank the lord she was ready for me. We both groan as we finally come together. I set up a slow and easy pace, taking in all the little sounds she makes and the way her eyes keep rolling into the back of her head. I clutch her hips hard enough to bruise but I cant really seem to care at this point.
I start to pound harder as a tingling sensation starts moving up my spine. Grace has her head leaning against the mirror and she is starring right at me. I almost blow with the look of pure lust she is throwing at me. I want her to look at me like this always. “Make me come, Caden.” She says on a moan.
“Anything you want Angel.” I take one of my hands from her waist and lower it to her sex. I flick her **** up and down just the way I know she likes it.
“Oh my god, right there. Don’t stop.” She whispers arching her hips closer to me. Her hands stay above her head the entire time. I start to feel her inner walls clutching me and I speed up my thrusting. We both come at the same time and I swear to god I can’t feel my legs.
After we get set back to rights Grace runs out of the bathroom like the hounds of hell are on her tail. I sigh and look at myself in the mirror. What the fuck did I just do?


Thankfully when I finally make it down to the kitchen she isn’t around. I might say things in the heat of the moment but I can’t really mean them. I have lost my damn mind.
“You okay Caden?” Declan asks me while cutting up some cranberry sauce for dinner.
“Yeah. Why?” I narrow my eyes at him. Let him say anything to me I don’t like. I’ll tell this whole damn house what he was doing with my sister last night.
“I don’t know you seem kind of out of it.” He shrugs his shoulders and goes on about his business.
Yeah he could say that again.

Friday, March 15, 2013

Norma Jean

Release date April 26th. 

The night Chance Duncan kissed me drunkenly on his couch, I vowed my revenge. I finally had something over his head, something that would bring him to his knees. It only served him right. He bullied me for years and turned me into this messed up person I am now.
Though I didn’t know at the time he wasn’t that mean little boy anymore. He was almost a man and easily stole my breath away. I just wanted to make him fall in love with, then break his heart into a million pieces. Just the way mine was. Instead he put the pieces back together and I started to feel whole again.
Good things never last. He did what I was supposed to do. Broke my already fragile heart all over again. Betrayed and alone I fled my home town and started a new life where I wasn’t in the shadow of what I did.
Now he is back and trying to worm his way into my heart, again. Though he will never know it will always belong to him. He hurt me and I want nothing to do with him. Life has other plans. Doesn’t it always?
He doesn’t know though. Doesn’t know what I’m hiding or who I’m hiding from. I never thought I would see Chance again and I’m afraid that he’ll get hurt getting mixed up in my mess. Though he is right in the middle of it, without even knowing it. I have to find a way for us to get out, before somebody dies.
My name is Norma Jean and this isn’t a fairytale.

Monday, March 4, 2013

Wrong Kind of Love cover reveal

Wrong Kind of Love
Release date Spring/Summer
Cover by Regina at Mae I Design

The first time I ever saw Caden Harper I’m pretty sure I fell in love. All that golden hair and pale blue eyes. He was mysterious and covered in paint. I found it endearing and wanted nothing more than to find out all his secrets. I gave that man things I would never give anyone else. He blew it though. Which I shouldn’t be surprised considering he is a womanizer.
So I moved on, well kind of. Jaden Harper wasn’t what I expected. I found myself drawn to him almost as much as his brother. Maybe it’s the fact they are twins or maybe it was the fact I wanted to live on the wrong side for once in my life.
Now I’ve found myself dug deep in this game. Theres no end in sight and I wonder when all the lies I have told will come back to haunt me. Neither man should know the things I’ve gone through. Neither should trust me. I’m not who I say I am. My past is full of things I won’t ever share.
But where will that lead me when Caden wants nothing more than to consume me? He won’t wake up to see he has the wrong kind of love.
My Name is Grace Breadfield and this is my story.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Buy a copy of This Beautiful Thing in paperback...Signed!

That's right folks! This Beautiful Thing signed is available for purchase  right here on my blog. If you are international please contact me before buying as I'll have to give you a different shipping price. This Beautiful Thing in paperback should be available to purchase on Amazon by the end of the week. Next up formatting Fire In Her Eyes for paperback! Hopefully those should be ready by the end of next week! <3

The Blog and I

My blog gives me a headache! Lol. I'm very much techtarded but I promise to use this thing more. I'm in the process of getting the link up to buy signed paperbacks of both of my books, so be on the look out for that! :) and here are the new covers!

Monday, December 3, 2012


I want to introduce y'all to Spencer. My new favorite guy. (I didnt think anyone would beat Declan!) Anyway here is a little teaser from Fire In Her Eyes. (Its not edited so dont kill me!)

I’m shocked awake when I get kicked into the floor of Harleys bedroom. For a second I have no idea where the hell I am and then I remember. I totally hooked up with the queen of all bitches. “What the f**k Harley?” I exclaim.
She looks over the side of the bed at me wearing a smirk. “I have friends coming over soon, you need to get out. Sorry, last night was fun, but I don’t want it getting out.”
I roll my eyes at her before getting up off the floor. “Whatever Harley. You can lie to them all you want. You can hide me as your dirty little secret.” I say to her and for the next part I lower myself down to her and whisper in her ear. “But your mine now. I can’t stand you half the time, but I’ve had a taste and I’m not letting you go.” She shivers and I laugh.
I kiss her on the lips before leaving the room. I turn to look as I walk out her bedroom door and her eyes are glazed over in lust again.

Monday, November 12, 2012

This Beautiful Thing is LIVE!

I got This Beautiful Thing done way ahead of schedule so I went ahead and published! Below are the links!!