About The Book:
Title: SNAPPED
Series: The Snapped Series, #1
Author: Ketley Allison
Genre: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Release Date: November 1, 2014
Purchase: Amazon
“We have someone who saw you struggling with the deceased before using that knife. Your best friend, and our eye witness.”In nine weeks Charlie Miller’s life goes from high-rolling perfection to a crypt of sin. All it takes is one night, one blade, and her boyfriend, best friend and new friends all either end up as suspects or dead.
Nate Westcott, a pierced, tattooed, charismatic lawyer, is a man she can’t have—but a seductive danger she can’t ignore. He’s cocky, infuriating, brilliant and wrong, yet he makes her question whether she really is the good girl she wants to be or more like the selfish killer everyone thinks she is.
And her body wants him in ways she’s not supposed to crave.
As the weeks close in, cracks start forming in her everyday world of pro football golden boys, law school domination and New York City nightlife. Everyone she cares about is at risk because one of them doesn’t love Charlie back. In fact, they want her out of the way. Disposed of. Set up.
One more step, and all Charlie has to do is fall through.
Week 1 starts now.
WHO WILL SNAP?
Snapped is Ketley’s New Adult Contemporary series with all the romance you’d expect, but the killer—and lovers—that you don’t.
Excerpt:
He smiled slowly. “You have a really nice laugh, you know that? You make this cute little sound with your nose at the beginning.”
“Oh God.” This gorgeous specimen was in a private bathroom with me, half-naked, talking about my snort.
With him standing so near, the dark indigo rim of his blue eyes was startlingly apparent, as well as the whites of his teeth, and even the glistening tip of his tongue. Then my mind went to all sorts of things that tongue could do, and I flushed a brighter red.
He pushed a damp tendril of hair off my forehead, his fingers activating nerves I never knew existed. Tentatively, I smiled back.
When Lara’s voice cut through the air, followed by her pounding surprisingly strong fists against the door, I was reminded where I was, my stomach adding to my reality by gurgling its queasiness.
“You better not be pawing at her!” she shrieked. “Open the damn door!”
I backed away from the sink and leaned against the wall as I groaned. “And it begins...”
Slade turned and unlocked the door, stepping out of the way before Lara fell in, her hair tangling in her face.
Flicking the strands out of the way, she gasped at the sight of his naked torso. “Get your shirt on, asshole!”
I balked. “Lara!”
Slade just looked at her, bemused.
“He wasn’t doing anything,” I said. “He was just helping me.”
“You’re okay?” Slade asked me.
All I could do was nod. He took all the words from my mouth.
“Good. I’ll, uh...I’ll see you around, okay?” He slipped past Lara with his hands up in surrender before he walked out the door and shut it quietly behind him. I heard the whistles start up again.
“Sports wonks,” Lara grumbled as she adjusted herself.
“He...”
Lara raised her eyes to me. “What’s that, mumbles?”
“He didn’t get my name,” was all I could say before my knees went out from underneath me.
“Oh God.” This gorgeous specimen was in a private bathroom with me, half-naked, talking about my snort.
With him standing so near, the dark indigo rim of his blue eyes was startlingly apparent, as well as the whites of his teeth, and even the glistening tip of his tongue. Then my mind went to all sorts of things that tongue could do, and I flushed a brighter red.
He pushed a damp tendril of hair off my forehead, his fingers activating nerves I never knew existed. Tentatively, I smiled back.
When Lara’s voice cut through the air, followed by her pounding surprisingly strong fists against the door, I was reminded where I was, my stomach adding to my reality by gurgling its queasiness.
“You better not be pawing at her!” she shrieked. “Open the damn door!”
I backed away from the sink and leaned against the wall as I groaned. “And it begins...”
Slade turned and unlocked the door, stepping out of the way before Lara fell in, her hair tangling in her face.
Flicking the strands out of the way, she gasped at the sight of his naked torso. “Get your shirt on, asshole!”
I balked. “Lara!”
Slade just looked at her, bemused.
“He wasn’t doing anything,” I said. “He was just helping me.”
“You’re okay?” Slade asked me.
All I could do was nod. He took all the words from my mouth.
“Good. I’ll, uh...I’ll see you around, okay?” He slipped past Lara with his hands up in surrender before he walked out the door and shut it quietly behind him. I heard the whistles start up again.
“Sports wonks,” Lara grumbled as she adjusted herself.
“He...”
Lara raised her eyes to me. “What’s that, mumbles?”
“He didn’t get my name,” was all I could say before my knees went out from underneath me.
About The Author:
Ketley Allison began her career by writing books as birthday presents for her friends (with her friend as the main character and opposite a super sexy lead, of course) before ending it in order to walk down a path she thought she was supposed to follow.
The writing bug never left her--and, in fact, would often bleed into the official papers she was supposed to write--so now Ketley's putting down her suit and finally following her dream. While her friends are no longer the stars of her books, she still throws in bits and pieces of them into each and every one of her characters.
As a result, her books tend to focus a lot on friendships as well as love, because let's be honest, friends are what really get you through--especially when your epic love turns into epic heartbreak.
Learn more about Ketley by visiting her website at www.ketleyallison.com
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