Monday, May 19, 2014

The Wardham Series: Excerpt, trailer and giveaway

The first three books in the Wardham Series by NYT and USA Today bestselling author Zoe York, have been put together into one delicious bundle!

Title: Welcome to Wardham, The Wardham Series (Three book bundle)
Author: Zoe York
Age: Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Welcome to Wardham, a sleepy village ready to explode with new-found passion. This bundle contains the first three titles in The Wardham Series by Zoe York.

Between Then and Now
Their story didn’t start with a fairytale romance. Their marriage wasn’t chosen for love. But they still chose each other, time and again.

Romance is the last thing on Ian's mind. He's juggling the family farm and a second job, his kids are a crazy handful and every time he gets close to his wife, Carrie, she snaps at him. Their relationship has always had a sizzling physical connection, and he needs to find a way to leverage that into reconnecting on a deeper level before it’s too late.

What Once Was Perfect (Book #1)
She shuttered her heart and walked away. Now he has a second chance to get it right.

Kyle and Laney shared a perfect summer 12 years ago, and have never moved past their breakup. Now she’s back for the holidays and they have a chance to work out things out and move on with their lives. But moving on doesn’t make sense when you’ve finally reconnected with the only person you’ve ever truly loved.

Where Their Hearts Collide (Book #2)
The girl next door meets the cop of her dreams at exactly the wrong time.

Karen’s finally decided what she wants to do when she grows up. Too bad it’ll mean leaving behind her new neighbour, who’s stirred up a different kind of grown up feelings. But when he rebuffs her attempt to have a fling before she leaves Wardham, Karen knows it’s for the best. A clean break, no messy emotional entanglements. Too bad Paul’s right next door, and everywhere she goes. And he makes a pretty convincing case for getting entangled.

The Wardham Series continues: pick up When They Weren’t Looking (Book #3), available now, and look for Beyond Love and Hate, a Wardham novella coming in June 2014.

Between Then and Now

from Between Then and Now
I know what Ive got. I dont always show it, but Im lucky to be your husband, Carrie Nixon.         Best mistake ever? She meant the words to land lightly. It was a standing joke between them, but all that had gone unsaid between them over the last few months weighed the words down on her tongue, and her voice cracked.         Dont do this, not tonight. His features pinched together. He didnt let go of her hand, but the easy softness in his grip faded, replaced with a subtle tension that told her it was an effort to keep touching her.         Im not doing anything, she whispered. Tears threatened, hot bubbles at the edge of her vision.         Youre dragging old shit into a new argument. Shit I didnt even know was in your head. An argument I didnt even know we were having.         Were not! Were they? Was it all one big fight that just ebbed like the tide? I dont know why I said that.         He didnt answer. He didnt need to. She tentatively lifted her gaze to read his expression, but he didnt look over at her, instead keeping his eyes on the road ahead. A muscle twitched along his jaw, and she squeezed his hand, willing him to turn and see her. See that she wasnt mad. That she was just scared and strangely alone and not dealing with that well.         I dont think we were a mistake.         Damn straight.         But we werent in love when we got married, Ian. Thats never going to be something I forget.         Never asked you to.         We just cant talk about it.         We can talk about it, babe. But you cant yell at me about it.         I didnt yell.         You cried. Thats worse.         Didnt cry. No tears.         Sad voice, choked upsounded like crying. Carrie, that kills me, you know? He dragged a deep breath into his lungs. I just wanted an evening without a fight. Come on, lets go in.         With a start, she realized they were home. Wait—” She unbuckled her seat belt and reached across the center console. Slide your seat back.         Carrie, Im not—”         Give me a chance to get the mood back, please? She was grateful shed worn a skirt tonight. Scoot back, and close your eyes. He still hadnt moved, but at least he wasnt getting out of the truck. I want to show you what Ive got on under this skirt.         Thank god for his healthy libido. A lecherous grin spread across his face as he flicked his gaze to her hemline. Please tell me the answer is nothing. She waited for his gaze to hit hers again before offering a slow nod. His already smoldering interest caught a burst of oxygen from her answer, and while he slid his seat back with his left hand, his right arm was hauling her into his lap. We gotta stop fighting, babe.         We werent fighting, she whispered.         We were doing something, he muttered as he arranged her thighs on either side of his, his thumbs pressing hard into soft flesh. And it wasnt this.

About the Author:
Zoe York lives in London, Ontario with her young family. She has an English degree and works at a university, so it was probably a foregone conclusion that she'd write a romance novel one day. She's currently chugging Americanos, wiping sticky fingers, and plotting super-secret books about heroes in and out of uniform. | Twitter

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