Monday, August 10, 2015

**SALE BLITZ + GIVEAWAY** Fragments by M.R. Field

Title: Fragments
Series: Running on Empty #1
Author: M.R. Field
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: December 8, 2014



Under the lights, amongst the jazz shoes, blistered feet and caked faces of the dance troupe, you pretend you’re someone else. The melody begins and your body responds. You allow it to weave into your skin until it’s made itself home in your soul. It is that dance that drives you. It is that dance that will continue to save you. It is that dance that will release you.

Until him.

Until your heart can no longer shut him out, even after he’s pushed you away.

You can’t let him in again, can you? There’s only so much of your heart left to give.


She is the reason I can’t stay. The reason that the covered bruises, the lies and the hurt are too much. I am no good for her. But when I see her again, I can’t stay away. Like Dante said, “The path to paradise begins in hell.”

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Taking a sip of my drink, Robbie’s loud voice booms across the room. “What the fuck is this? Porn?”
Leaning back on my wrists, I squint to see what he’s holding. In his right hand, he holds a red-covered novel that I immediately recognise.
“It’s a novel I bought, Robbie.”
He turns the cover over and glances at the blurb. “Looks like girl porn to me.” 
Fuming, I stand up and march towards him with my hand extended. “It’s not girl porn, you moron. It’s hot. Do you see a pool guy on the cover or in the blurb? Trust me, this has more storyline than the porn you have in the box in the garage.”
He looks at me sheepishly and says, “Those are old, anyway. Look at this!” He points to the cover. “She’s practically naked!”
I shake my head and walk away before I decide to hurt him.
“Which one are you reading, hon?”
Trinity leans forward and I pass it over to her.
“Oh! I’ve read that! They’re not naked; they’ve just misplaced their clothes. It’s hot as. How sexy is the tattooed guy?” She sighs, gripping it to her chest, while leaning back into the couch.
“Exactly,” I agree. “Totally hot, and it could teach the guys we know a lesson or two.”
“Oh, is there a section where he sticks his throbbing member into her flowerpot?” Theo asks, fluttering his eyelids while clasping his hands under his chin. In a high-pitched voice he says, “Those are my favourite parts!”
He giggles, covering his mouth with his hand like a schoolgirl. Trinity reaches out and hits him on the arm. “You’re an idiot. Besides, they don’t use that shit; they use ‘cock’.”
“Bullshit!” he jeers. “That does not sound like something you girls would read.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she challenges, placing her hand on her hips and staring him down.
He rolls his eyes and huffs, “It sounds too blunt—you girls like all that romantic shit. Not ‘cock’.”
Trinity tuts and reaches down into the bag that is by her feet. “We’ll see about that …” She pulls out a novel and opens it, flicking through a couple of pages. “Mmm,” she muses. “It says here, ‘his cock thrust into her.’” Looking back at Theo, she raises her eyebrow while flicking through more pages. “Or here, ‘his cock hammered against her entrance.’ Or better still, later on, ‘her lips licked his throbbing c—”  
Theo holds up his hands in protest. “Enough! Yeah, we get the hint. You gals love to read the word,‘cock’.” He then crosses his arms in frustration. “I get it.” 
Trinity, however, is not finished messing with him. “That’s not the only way that it gets described. How about …” tilting her head, she winks at me then gazes back, looking at Theo, “pants weasel.”
Hazel bursts out laughing and sits forward on the couch, eager to participate.
“Or,” Hazel husks seductively, “lance of love.”
“Mighty man noodle!” Trinity yells, shaking her fist in the air.
“Fuck stem!” I laugh, avoiding Alex’s gaze. Excited by the shocked looks on the boys’ faces, we happily continue. 
“One-eyed snake.”
“Rippling sausage.”
“Love machine.”
“Engorged staff.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake! What about penis?” Robbie laughs.
“Yes, please,” Joshua sighs, wiggling his eyebrows at Robbie. Robbie’s laugh is immediately cut short.  
“I prefer venom cock.” Hazel winks, causing Robbie to stare back at her in shock.
“Organ,” I taunt.
“Oh, let’s not forget formerly caged viper,” Trinity says. “But I also think that we haven’t covered vaginas—”
“Oh, here we go.” Alex rolls his eyes.
“No, let’s just stick with cock. I hate how they describe vaginas,” I whine. Glancing up, Alex’s gaze is smouldering into mine. What? I mouth. You said cock, he mouths back.
Blushing, I turn away before anyone else notices his blatant flirting.
“Um, not like I really, really want to know …” Robbie queries. “But what do they use for the va-jay-jay?”
“Well,” Hazel pipes up, “I’ve read everything from the delicate rosebud to Count Fapula. The one that I absolutely hate, though, is ‘channel’; it can totally ruin the sex for me.”
“The hell?” Trinity bellows. “Worst name ever. You cannot swim up my vagina! With or without a paddle!!”
“These books sound classy,” Theo drawls, rolling his eyes.
Trinity’s eyes continue to peruse the pages, as she mumbles, "You know, my phone also has plenty that you can read from. But that’s my personal collection. But this, I’m sure Trice will lend it to you. Tight butts like yours needs to loosen up occasionally, and who knows—you may even get some tips."
She holds out the book to him, but he refuses to touch it.
"Who says I need any?" Theo seethes, staring back at her. 
Glancing up, she breathes a sigh of exasperation. "Really, Theo? When was the last time you really let loose and grabbed a girl and nailed her? I'm talking against the wall, on the washing machine—anywhere but a bed?"
The room suddenly becomes quiet. The usual tirade between Trinity and Theo is more tense than usual. Trinity waves her hand in front of him to encourage him to continue. Theo looks ready to attack.
"See? My point exactly. Read this. Your dick will be forever grateful … or, according to this novel, your cock. I’ll even highlight some parts …"
Theo steps closer to her and lowers his voice. “I can fuck anywhere. I have it on good authority that my skills are exceptional. Especially when I have the bite marks on my neck to prove it. Wonder how that girl’s shoulder is today … Seeing as she asked me to return the favour.”
Trinity’s face pales as she thrusts the novel into Theo’s chest.
“Whatever, Theo,” she mumbles. Looking between the two of them, I can’t help but notice the air is suddenly thick with tension. Seems that Alex and I aren’t the only ones hiding. Theo hands my novel back to me, and I try to walk over to Trin to quiz her when Joshua dares to speak. “Robbie, say cock. C’mon … just say it.” He flicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth while cheekily grinning at Robbie. Closing his eyes, he visibly shudders, then opens them again, stares at Robbie and grins. “You’re so cute when you blush.” 

Author Bio

M R Field is an author from Rural Victoria and has completed a Bachelor's degree with Honours from Latrobe University, Melbourne. After growing up with the river at her front door, she returned back to her hometown after many years of living in the city. She now lives a tranquil lifestyle with her husband and two young children.

M R Field has always held a love for writing, filling journals as a child which progressed to more eloquent pieces as an adult. After ten years of creative instruction, she decided to turn these ideas into manuscripts. She adores creating new story lines and is a big fan of a happily ever after, but believes strongly in making her characters work for it.

She has recently decided to join the independent publishing world with her debut novel, Fragments, due for release on December 8th, 2014.

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