Showing posts with label Harper Phoenix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Harper Phoenix. Show all posts

Friday, November 15, 2019

Torn




Title: Torn
Author: Harper Phoenix
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: November 11, 2019



Blurb

She was sworn off men…

…Until an accidental meeting changed everything.

Alissa sacrificed everything for her husband and child. While he climbed the corporate ladder she made them a nice home and became the perfect wife.
Until he broke her trust.
Broke her spirit.

Since a tragic accident changed his existence, Luke has had to fight his demons on a daily basis. Despite the heartbreak that haunts him he is determined to live his life to the fullest.

A promise he can’t break.
No matter the pain.

When fate throws Alissa and Luke together it’s the very last thing either of them are looking for. Is there a chance it could be everything they need?







Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU





Excerpt

Prologue

Alissa

When your whole world implodes and in the matter of hours and your happily ever after turns to dust, life sucks.

I’m left holding the baby. Literally.

The baby being my eleven-month old daughter, Nora, who knows nothing of her father’s failure to be a decent husband… man… well human-being really. He’s a shitty person and that’s all there is to it. Our story started out like your typical fairy-tale. Goosebumps still prickle my skin when I remember the way he chased me throughout Senior school, and the years of romance that followed. And the proposal and wedding? Just call me Cinde-fucking-rella. But my perfect life came crashing down as quickly as that pink line appeared on the pregnancy test. Apparently a tired, puffy and hormonal wife didn’t exactly make my husband’s dick stand to attention. So, in a move I can only imagine was driven by his little head (and I do mean little,) he decided my ex-best friend was a better option.

That’s right I said ex because before she did the dirty with my husband she was the best friend. I told her everything, confided in her and cried on her shoulder about my non-existent sex life and all the while her own sex life was heating up with my husband. Weekends away on ‘business trips’ and doing all the things a wife should be doing with her husband. Except she was his slutty side piece with a big fat mouth and a huge spent pussy the whole football team had ridden so often they called her the local bike.

Yeah, I’m bitter and I don’t care. I’ve been wronged by the two people I trusted the most. Now I’m a single mother with no social life to speak of, and my only conversation is in baby gobbledegook. I actually look forward to the delivery woman ringing the doorbell when I order groceries online. Yeah, I have them delivered. Have you ever tried juggling a crying baby and a shopping cart while concentrating on what comfort food you plan to stuff your face with that night while crying over chick flicks? Yeah, I’m miserable, it’s obvious, right?






Author Bio


I’m a born and bred East Yorkshire lass. Where I still live with my husband and our children.
A self-confessed night owl, that’s usually when I do my best work, lucky for me home-schooling my daughter gives me plenty of time to catch up on those late-night hours writing, although my irrational love of full sugar coke can help with that too—don’t tell the sugar police.

I wrote my first book when my daughter was born back in 2004, but it stayed on my laptop for years while I worked out what to do with it. Things were sure different back then, and to be able to publish a manuscript you’d poured your soul into seemed a far-off dream, one that I didn’t know would ever come true.

While my first book baby festered on my hard drive, I went on to study a Creative Writing and English degree, while also growing our family with not only children but more puppies and dog’s than a sane woman should have.

With a degree under my belt, those original characters, tucked safely far away from sight, still called to me like old friends. Using my new skills and knowledge I decided to give them the attention they deserved. Forbidden Love is the result of those long years of maturing and I couldn’t be prouder of how my first novel turned out.

What began as one story, fifteen years ago, grew to become a series and in 2016 I took the plunge and dove into the indie publishing world releasing Forbidden Love to feedback that blew my mind.
And here I still am, loving every minute, bringing characters that hold a place in my heart to life.
All I can do now, is hope you are here to join me for the ride.



Author Links

Monday, November 11, 2019

Torn




Title: Torn
Author: Harper Phoenix
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: November 11, 2019



Blurb

She was sworn off men…

…Until an accidental meeting changed everything.

Alissa sacrificed everything for her husband and child. While he climbed the corporate ladder she made them a nice home and became the perfect wife.
Until he broke her trust.
Broke her spirit.

Since a tragic accident changed his existence, Luke has had to fight his demons on a daily basis. Despite the heartbreak that haunts him he is determined to live his life to the fullest.

A promise he can’t break.
No matter the pain.

When fate throws Alissa and Luke together it’s the very last thing either of them are looking for. Is there a chance it could be everything they need?







Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU





Excerpt

Prologue

Alissa

When your whole world implodes and in the matter of hours and your happily ever after turns to dust, life sucks.

I’m left holding the baby. Literally.

The baby being my eleven-month old daughter, Nora, who knows nothing of her father’s failure to be a decent husband… man… well human-being really. He’s a shitty person and that’s all there is to it. Our story started out like your typical fairy-tale. Goosebumps still prickle my skin when I remember the way he chased me throughout Senior school, and the years of romance that followed. And the proposal and wedding? Just call me Cinde-fucking-rella. But my perfect life came crashing down as quickly as that pink line appeared on the pregnancy test. Apparently a tired, puffy and hormonal wife didn’t exactly make my husband’s dick stand to attention. So, in a move I can only imagine was driven by his little head (and I do mean little,) he decided my ex-best friend was a better option.

That’s right I said ex because before she did the dirty with my husband she was the best friend. I told her everything, confided in her and cried on her shoulder about my non-existent sex life and all the while her own sex life was heating up with my husband. Weekends away on ‘business trips’ and doing all the things a wife should be doing with her husband. Except she was his slutty side piece with a big fat mouth and a huge spent pussy the whole football team had ridden so often they called her the local bike.

Yeah, I’m bitter and I don’t care. I’ve been wronged by the two people I trusted the most. Now I’m a single mother with no social life to speak of, and my only conversation is in baby gobbledegook. I actually look forward to the delivery woman ringing the doorbell when I order groceries online. Yeah, I have them delivered. Have you ever tried juggling a crying baby and a shopping cart while concentrating on what comfort food you plan to stuff your face with that night while crying over chick flicks? Yeah, I’m miserable, it’s obvious, right?






Author Bio


I’m a born and bred East Yorkshire lass. Where I still live with my husband and our children.
A self-confessed night owl, that’s usually when I do my best work, lucky for me home-schooling my daughter gives me plenty of time to catch up on those late-night hours writing, although my irrational love of full sugar coke can help with that too—don’t tell the sugar police.

I wrote my first book when my daughter was born back in 2004, but it stayed on my laptop for years while I worked out what to do with it. Things were sure different back then, and to be able to publish a manuscript you’d poured your soul into seemed a far-off dream, one that I didn’t know would ever come true.

While my first book baby festered on my hard drive, I went on to study a Creative Writing and English degree, while also growing our family with not only children but more puppies and dog’s than a sane woman should have.

With a degree under my belt, those original characters, tucked safely far away from sight, still called to me like old friends. Using my new skills and knowledge I decided to give them the attention they deserved. Forbidden Love is the result of those long years of maturing and I couldn’t be prouder of how my first novel turned out.

What began as one story, fifteen years ago, grew to become a series and in 2016 I took the plunge and dove into the indie publishing world releasing Forbidden Love to feedback that blew my mind.
And here I still am, loving every minute, bringing characters that hold a place in my heart to life.
All I can do now, is hope you are here to join me for the ride.



Author Links

Monday, August 19, 2019

Torn




Title: Torn
Author: Harper Phoenix
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Pink Elephant Designs
 Release Date: November 11, 2019



Blurb

She was sworn off men…

…Until an accidental meeting changed everything. 

Alissa sacrificed everything for her husband and child. While he climbed the corporate ladder she made them a nice home and became the perfect wife. 
Until he broke her trust. 
Broke her spirit. 

Since a tragic accident changed his existence, Luke has had to fight his demons on a daily basis. Despite the heartbreak that haunts him he is determined to live his life to the fullest. 

A promise he can’t break. 
No matter the pain. 

When fate throws Alissa and Luke together it’s the very last thing either of them are looking for. Is there a chance it could be everything they need?







Pre-order Link






Excerpt

Prologue

Alissa

When your whole world implodes and in the matter of hours and your happily ever after turns to dust, life sucks.

I’m left holding the baby. Literally.

The baby being my eleven-month old daughter, Nora, who knows nothing of her father’s failure to be a decent husband… man… well human-being really. He’s a shitty person and that’s all there is to it. Our story started out like your typical fairy-tale. Goosebumps still prickle my skin when I remember the way he chased me throughout Senior school, and the years of romance that followed. And the proposal and wedding? Just call me Cinde-fucking-rella. But my perfect life came crashing down as quickly as that pink line appeared on the pregnancy test. Apparently a tired, puffy and hormonal wife didn’t exactly make my husband’s dick stand to attention. So, in a move I can only imagine was driven by his little head (and I do mean little,) he decided my ex-best friend was a better option.

That’s right I said ex because before she did the dirty with my husband she was the best friend. I told her everything, confided in her and cried on her shoulder about my non-existent sex life and all the while her own sex life was heating up with my husband. Weekends away on ‘business trips’ and doing all the things a wife should be doing with her husband. Except she was his slutty side piece with a big fat mouth and a huge spent pussy the whole football team had ridden so often they called her the local bike.

Yeah, I’m bitter and I don’t care. I’ve been wronged by the two people I trusted the most. Now I’m a single mother with no social life to speak of, and my only conversation is in baby gobbledegook. I actually look forward to the delivery woman ringing the doorbell when I order groceries online. Yeah, I have them delivered. Have you ever tried juggling a crying baby and a shopping cart while concentrating on what comfort food you plan to stuff your face with that night while crying over chick flicks? Yeah, I’m miserable, it’s obvious, right?



Author Bio


I was born and bred in East Yorkshire England, and I still live in my hometown, with my husband and children.

My journey with stories began when I was just a child, I would often scribble down wherever my dreams or imagination took me.

My journey with writing stories, began much later when I became ill and housebound for a period of eighteen months. I decided I would escape real life and become immersed in a story of my creation. With the support of my husband and family my first real story was born. I would stay up night after night tapping the keys of my trusty laptop, while my husband lay sleeping beside me. I was hooked. But it wasn't as easy as that. My story needed work. A lot of it. And it sat on my computer for some years after that. Later on I decided to embark on another journey. I went to university, where I studied Creative writing and english literature.

I then decided with a new wealth of knowledge that I would once again delve into the world that I had created. I had never forgotten the characters and would often think about what I would have liked to have done with them over the years. I had grown to love them for getting me through a very difficult period in my life, and I wanted other people to read all about them. And so I began to rewrite my book.

It wasn't until I delved into the 'Book world' on facebook that I discovered the 'Indie book world.' It's amazing! So many authors are now being heard publishing this way, and I can only hope that my books will leave a lasting memory for some or all of you readers too!


Author Links




Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Dare to Love


Title: Dare to Love
Series: Stone Pack #4
Author: Harper Phoenix
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 29, 2018



Harrison has never been your average guy. He just didn't fit the mould. 

His past is behind him and now he has purpose. 

A job. 

And he does it well. 

He lives for it and is prepared to die for it. 

He's damaged but finally accepted. He has everything he needs, or so he thought. 

Grace is broken, vulnerable and on the run. Carrying a piece of her past with her, a past she's desperate to leave behind. 

But as the past and present collide she turns to Harrison for help. 

Could he be the man for her? 

But more importantly can she tame the wolf?









Prologue 
Harrison aged nine. 
Mum has two black eyes and a split lip when I get to the kitchen. 
Dad came home in a bad mood last night. He hurt her bad. I’m still limping from the beating I got too. He didn’t come alone though, and dad took pleasure in watching. His friend always liked me over my mum, and my dad didn’t mind that at all. No matter how much I begged for it to stop, it never did. I wanted to run. But if I tried and he found me, it was always worse. 
Last night, my mum had to strip naked as well as me. I had to watch that too. Dad’s friend took a belt to me, and when I wouldn’t bend over, and I fought to get free, he wrapped the belt around my neck. I passed out. 
I woke up with him inside me, my dad grinning in front of me, while my mum wailed and cried, screaming for them to stop. He was grunting each time he went in. I struggled with all I had, screaming and flailing my arms, so my dad made my mum hold me still until the man was done with me. 
My dad and his friend are passed out in the living room now. I glare at my mum, hatred burning deep in my belly. She starts to whimper and cry. I can’t be here anymore. There has to be somewhere better. This can’t be it. 
‘I’m leaving, and I’m not coming back,’ I tell her in a small whisper. ‘You should come too.’ 
‘Shhhhh! Harry, I’m so sorry, so fucking sorry.’ I shake my head and look her up and down in disgust. I curl my lip and growl in frustration. Why me? 
‘One day, I’m going to come back and kill them and if you’re still here...’ 
‘I have a plan, shhhh, Harry. I know what to do,’ she whispers then in an overly-loud voice adds, ‘go on now and get ready for school.’ I frown at her. Lowering her voice again she says, ‘Don’t take anything that won’t fit in your pocket. Everything is going to be okay, Harrison, I promise.’ 
I do as she asks and go to my room. I don’t have much anyway, so I put on two pairs of socks and pants and do my best to dress in a few layers without looking like the Michelin man. When I’m dressed and back in the kitchen, I watch as she gathers her bag and coat like she does on any normal day. Her eyes widen at me as I open my mouth to say something. Why isn’t she getting her things? I say nothing and walk out of the door without a word. It’s only when we turn the corner at the bottom of the street that she finally speaks. ‘There is a group of people a few miles away. They look out for each other, and they're like you and your Dad.’ She looks at me, and a small smile comes across her face—not a happy one though, it’s full of pity. I know right then that she isn't coming with me. I want to want her to come wherever she's taking me, but also, I don’t. A huge part of me blames her for everything too. 
We travel for hours, and when we get to the place, my mum goes off with a guy into a room and leaves me in a small living room with another man. I'm on alert immediately, wondering what the hell she's playing at, and when he gets up and comes toward me, I hold my fists up to ward him off. He laughs as he passes and ruffles my hair with his hand. 
'You want a drink, kid?' he asks a smile on his face. 
I drop my hands and nod my head. I don’t speak. 
'Your mother not teach you manners, kid?' I just look at him as he hands me a can of coke. 
'Thanks,' I mumble. I sit back at the table, and he sits with his feet up on it. 
'Looks like you have a story to tell, kid. If you want to talk, I can listen. Or we can just sit right here until your mother is done.' Again, I say nothing. Just acknowledge that he's spoken with a small nod of my head. I have red marks around my neck that cannot be hidden, and I know that’s the reason he's asking me to talk. But I won’t. Not ever.







I was born and bred in East Yorkshire England, and I still live in my hometown, with my husband and children.

My journey with stories began when I was just a child, I would often scribble down wherever my dreams or imagination took me. 

My journey with writing stories, began much later when I became ill and housebound for a period of eighteen months. I decided I would escape real life and become immersed in a story of my creation. With the support of my husband and family my first real story was born. I would stay up night after night tapping the keys of my trusty laptop, while my husband lay sleeping beside me. I was hooked. But it wasn't as easy as that. My story needed work. A lot of it. And it sat on my computer for some years after that. Later on I decided to embark on another journey. I went to university, where I studied Creative writing and english literature. 

I then decided with a new wealth of knowledge that I would once again delve into the world that I had created. I had never forgotten the characters and would often think about what I would have liked to have done with them over the years. I had grown to love them for getting me through a very difficult period in my life, and I wanted other people to read all about them. And so I began to rewrite my book. 

It wasn't until I delved into the 'Book world' on facebook that I discovered the 'Indie book world.' It's amazing! So many authors are now being heard publishing this way, and I can only hope that my books will leave a lasting memory for some or all of you readers too!