SAMPLE SUNDAY TIMES THREE
Happy Sunday Loves!
Being that it is Sunday you should already know what that means!
SAMPLES!!!
Three of them in fact! Three beautifully written, and intentionally crafted stories that not only sets the tone for our September releases, but is a reminder of what BLP is known for. We deliver beautifully crafted romance. With every release we give our all and we won’t stop.
So we hope you enjoy.
With that being said, lets dive into these samples.
First up we have Lex. C. with, If I Could Be Your Girl, releasing in just two short days!
Synopsis:
Isysis Harmony Rainer is a beautiful bottle girl at one of Atlanta’s hottest clubs, Urban Dreamz. At almost twenty-five, she’s already got the beautiful car, the big home, and hopes to bring her makeup artist dreams to life. The only issue is, as exciting as her life may seem, it came at the cost of her sister’s sacrifice. To repay the price, Isysis takes on the responsibilities that in turn may cost her every instance of joy in her own life.
Dameon “Dame” Carter is a calculated connect who has made his living off the streets since he and his little sister, Demi, lost their parents in a tragic accident. He’s been raising her like his own for a solid decade, and because of that and his upbringing, he’s nothing like your average product of the streets. He’s opted out of the diamonds, mansions, and flashy things for two reasons. He’s got a vison of the way he wants things to be at his peak, and the woman on his arm is teetering the fence of proving worthy to go to the next level… destined to be left in the past.
With Demi being Isysis’ best friend, and Dame being the owner of Urban Dreamz, Isysis and Dame find themselves caught in the crossfires of connections that may prove to be a beautiful disaster. Find out what happens in this soul grabbing, drama filled whirlwind.
SAMPLE
It was clear the connection between us was growing. The weight of our personal situations was growing weaker against the magnetic pulling of our subconscious. I could ignore it all I wanted, in the flesh, but Isysis was pulling on a niggas spirit. My body was just trying to follow.
“Isysis,” I said, reaching out and wrapping an around her midsection. She knew I was behind her little ass halfway down the hallway and had no intention of stopping.
“Isysis is really not even here right now, Dameon. She doesn’t want to talk,” she said, stopping and crossing her arms as I chuckled at her third person reference.
“Then let me speak to Harmony.” She sighed, instantly relaxing as I said her middle name then turned to meet my gaze.
“Dameon, I really have a lot on my mind tonight and I have to go be this woman that I’m…”
Isysis stopped herself, rolling eyes and shaking her head. She was aggravated enough to let me know something was really going on with her and I couldn’t muster up the grit to ask her to really talk to me. I’d made sure to never she never got too comfortable with me in the past so reversing what I’d purposely enforced seemed like a wasted effort now.
“I seriously just don’t want to talk right now. I’m trying to wrap my head around too much to be dealing with a grown ass woman who thinks she can push me around over a man that isn’t even thinking about me. The shit is ridiculous and childish as fuck. The girl is crazy to not see that you wouldn’t even touch me, better yet be worried about wanting me.”
“Touch you like what? I’m touching you right now,” I said, firming up my grip on her waist. It had remained on her body the entire time she’d turned around.
Touching her was just scraping the surface of what I wanted to do with her and if her mind wasn’t so damn preoccupied, she’d know that.
Next up we have ASH LEY with, Don’t Break Me, featuring the swoon worthy book bae Vick Yates. This beautiful story releases September 12th so get ready!
Synopsis:
For 18-year-old Pepper Matthews, college is supposed to be the perfect chance for her to reinvent herself. It’s supposed to be the opportunity that she does a little partying, make friends, and discover who she really is. Memories and traumas from a painful childhood make the dream seem unattainable. Try as she might, she struggles opening up and letting people in. It’s not until she finally steps outside of her comfort zone, doing something so drastic from her normal behavior, that things change resulting in an unlikely friendship. With this friendship came the confidence to continue trying new things. For Pepper, that meant opening herself up completely without fear.
Vick Yates is a college senior struggling with the uncertainty of his future. Having lived such a lavish life at a young age, he wants nothing more than to make some sort of a difference for those not as fortunate, however, without his family’s blessing, he is unsure of what to do. The last thing he wants is to become like his father, but it seems inevitable.
The attraction between Pepper and Vick isn’t instantaneous. He finds himself on her bad side but knows immediately that it won’t be his final destination. He is more than smitten with the guarded beauty and is determined to break down the walls she has set up to protect herself. In the process, she does the same, showing him that there was more to life than anything he could have ever imagined. A connection is formed but with different backgrounds and personalities, it’s not easy for them to find the common ground they so desperately seek. The one thing they can seem to agree on is not wanting to be hurt by the other. Will they be able to put their uncertainties to the side or will fear leave them both broken beyond repair?
SAMPLE
Vick
Her body collided into mine as she wrapped her arms around me, head resting against my chest.
“I love you, too.”
She was smiling, eyes closed as I held onto her. I didn’t doubt for a second she felt the same. The thing was, I didn’t know how she’d react had I told her. It seemed that the more I vocalized how much she meant to me, she’d either pull away or welcome it. It’s the reason I wasn’t sure of how to tell her something so seemingly small.
“I love you.”
I’d never told her the words. I’m not sure if she pieced it together or if I’d been ratted out, but I wanted her to hear it from me. No one else.
“I love you,” I repeated.
“One more time?”
I turned her head towards mine, looking her in the eyes before speaking. Her brown eyes were bright, full of joy. The way they always should’ve been. I wasn’t perfect, but for her, I had to have been. It was the only thing that made sense.
“I love you.”
Her lips parted, prepared to say the same when I’d hurriedly used mine to silence her. I didn’t need to hear it again. I didn’t need her to worry about if I knew or understood. I did because she showed me every time we were together. My tongue entered her mouth, hands sliding down until they were gripping her perky back side. Moans as airy as the wind escaped her mouth as she hungrily took me in. Trying to help mend the pain she dealt with was hard. This? It was torture. How could I keep my hands to myself when she was looking like she did? When her body was literally melting? When she was letting out these pleasure filled sounds just from a kiss? I could only imagine the reaction once she finally let me in that way. Until then, I’d continue holding her up when her knees gave out. Continue caressing, groping and teasing until she’d bashfully shy away. There was more than just the physical way for me to express my emotion with her, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t patiently wait for the time to come.
“You have to stop.”
The words pained me to say, but it was the truth. From the moment I first laid eyes on her, to the time she told me to never disrespect her until now, I wanted nothing more than to spread her legs and use my tongue to spell out every way I loved her. To use my dick to bring her the greatest physical pleasure she’d ever had. But I’d unfortunately have to continue practicing self-control. That meant speaking up when it grew difficult for me to do so.
We’re closing out this Sample Sunday with, The Preying Pastor by B. Love! Now there isn’t a tentative release date but if you know B, you know that it’s coming soon! So stay on the look out for this release!
“She needed to be careful, for if you walk with the prey… you eventually become the prey.”
Dallas Carver-Monroe has managed to live with a fairytale façade for the past ten years. Growing up in a religiously strict home caused Dallas to do whatever it took to please her parents – even if that meant marrying her high school sweetheart, Seth, right after they graduated. Dallas and Seth had a genuine connection, but she didn’t think he was the man she was supposed to spend her life with. Still, she married him to make sure they didn’t have sex and start a family without making vows before God.
After almost twelve years of hell on earth, Dallas is tired of the happily married First Lady façade that has been forced upon her. Just when she thinks she’s about to break free, tragedy strikes, and Seth’s evil deeds and enemies become her own. Silver lining? Ra Jake.
When Ra Jake returns home, he has only two priorities – fix things with his ex, Cree, and successfully protect the Pastor’s wife. Under different circumstances, Ra would have turned down the job. Losing his last client has caused pain to plague Ra in a way that he never thought was possible. Had it not been for a favor being owed to an old friend, Ra would have never taken on the responsibility of guarding another human being’s life.
Upon first meeting, Dallas and Ra would rather be anywhere than with each other. As time progresses, they create a genuine bond so deep it’s hard for anyone, Seth and Cree included, to be able to reach. But the old saying is… all good things must come to an end. Unfortunately, this rings true for Dallas and Ra, and they will have to fight for their hearts and their lives before Seth’s horrible decisions rob them of both.
SAMPLE
There’s a quote that says, “Inside each of us, there is the seed of both good and evil. It’s a constant struggle as to which one will win. And one cannot exist without the other.” Every day of my life, I suffered from the seeds of my husbands’ evil. As I stood here with a knife to my throat and a gun at my temple, that quote had never rang more true. I used to say that Seth allowed evil to win, and that that was why we’d be in the positions we were in. But how much better was I for standing at his side? Sure, I tried my hardest to be good on my own, however, with every instance of his evil and wrongdoing that I overlooked… I became just as bad as him.
Just as disgusting as him.
Just as reprehensible as him.
My praying Pastor of a husband was a preying Pastor, too. His karma came quick. Punishment would be swift. The hunter had become the prey. I needed to be careful… sleeping with the enemy. Walking with the prey. Fuck. I had becomethe prey.
I prayed to God that He’d spare my soul, judge me as innocent, and give me freedom. For years, I was convinced my Father ignored my hearts cry. Now… I was sure that He was waiting for the right time.
For now.
Even with my immediate death lingering over me, my heartbeat was steady. My mind was at peace. The corners of my mouth were lifted into a small smile.
Freedom.
That’s what I’d been wanting.
Freedom.
That’s what I would finally have.