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cover reveal for Hooked by Christine
Manzari. Take a look at the cover, check out the excerpt, and let me know what
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Title: Hooked
Author:
Christine Manzari
Age: NA
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Release Date:
2/3/15
If you ask the confident and snarky
skater girl, and she’s in the mood to share, she’ll tell you her name is Cat.
She might even tell you that she’s hooked on graffiti, 80s movies, and having
fun—the riskier the better. Cat will share a good time with you, but she won’t
ever trust you enough to share her heart. It’s protected by secrets and she’d
like to keep it that way.
Cat knows one thing for certain: Love isn’t really her thing.
If you ask the confident and rich pretty boy, he might tell you his name is Huck. He might even tell you he loves a challenge and is used to getting his way. He won’t tell you that his life is a mess because he risked his heart by trusting the wrong girl. Huck is ready for a change, he just wasn’t ready to get hooked on someone like Cat.
Huck knows one thing for certain: Love hasn’t done him any favors, but Cat just might be worth the risk.
Cat and Huck think a one-night stand seems harmless, but when all the little secrets they didn’t share turn out to be toxic truths, they realize how easily a one-night stand (or a few) could ruin everything.
The thing is, you can be ruined in more than one way. Once you’re HOOKED, what wouldn’t you risk for the chance at more?
“Interesting,”
she said, taking time to silently check me out a little longer before her eyes
lifted to meet mine again. “Well, nice to meet you, Huck.” She waved as she
started walking backwards to where she’d left the other guy sitting.
“You’re
leaving?” I asked.
“That’s
all he told me to ask you,” she explained, a smile teasing at the corners of
her wicked lips.
“I
don’t get to ask you anything?”
“Not
tonight, Abercrombie.”
Abercrombie? What did that mean?
“I
don’t even get a name?” I asked.
“Not
yet.”
“Will
you be back here tomorrow?”
“I’m
at the skate park most Saturday mornings,” she offered.
“Where’s
that?” I asked. I hadn’t been to many places around Venice Beach yet. The first
night I ventured down to the Santa Monica Pier to check it out, I’d
accidentally stumbled across Old Muscle Beach and the strange, beautiful girl
who was now walking away from me. I hadn’t been able to force myself to explore
anywhere else yet. I didn’t really want to. She was the only thing I wanted to
explore.
“It’s
over by the graffiti walls,” she called over her shoulder, pointing to the
south end of the beach. “You can’t miss it.”
“You’ll
be there tomorrow?”
I asked.
“Like
I said, I usually am on Saturday mornings.”
“What
time?”
“Whenever
I get up,” she answered, flashing me an impish smile.
I
guess I knew what I’d be doing all morning—hanging out at the skate park like a
goddamn pedophile. She kept walking without looking back and I watched as she
rejoined the guy I’d seen her hanging out with every night so far. I hoped he
was just a friend. If not, I was going to have to relegate him to that duty
because I definitely wanted to get to know the skater girl better.
I
was hooked.
About Christine Manzari
The first
thing Christine does when she's getting ready to read a book is to crack the
spine in at least five places. She wholeheartedly believes there is no place as
comfy as the pages of a well-worn book. She's addicted to buying books, reading
books, and writing books. Books, books, books. She also has a weakness for
adventure, inappropriate humor, and coke (the caffeine-laden bubbly kind).
Christine is from Forest Hill, Maryland where she lives with her husband, three
kids, and her library of ugly spine books.
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