1.) What did you want to be when
you grew up?
As a
child I was such a girly girl that I preferred clothes over toys, and I wanted
to become a fashion designer. *snort*
2.) Coffee, tea or hot chocolate?
Definitely hot chocolate.
3.) What genre do you typically read? Why?
My favorite genre is romance by far. I
write what I like to read and I love that there is variety in that genre.
4.) Do you have any shameless addictions? ie. Tea, Books, Shoes, Clothes?
Books of course.
5.) What do you think is the biggest challenge of writing a new book?
The perfect hook in the beginning to immediately draw your
readers in so they want to read more. Once the book is finished though I’d say
it would be the synopsis. Try turning a 400 page book into two or three pages
to get your book published, it’s not easy.
6.) Do you aim for a set amount of words/pages a day?
I wish I could, but no. I write as much as I can but I’m not
able to do so every day.
7.) What are your thoughts on writing a book series?
I usually write stand alone novels, but I think book series are great as long as each book can stand on their own as well. As a reader I get frustrated with books that end in climaxes, but that’s just me personally.
My current WIP is part of my Misfit Tattoo
series actually so there you go.
I’d like to thank you for hosting me today.
It’s been great.
Broken Survivor
by
Jennifer Labelle
Holly Hewitt is a survivor…
After witnessing her mother’s murder, Holly
was returned to her abusive father. Resorting to drugs and alcohol, she ends up
landing herself in foster care, where she is separated from her sister and
utterly alone.
Zander Harrison is the light to her darkness…
Zander is young, athletic, and carefree, with
the support of a loving family. But when Holly is placed in foster care with
his brother’s in-laws, she turns his world upside down.
He’s driven to protect her, and to show her
the past has made her strong, life is worth living, and love is worth fighting
for. If only he can convince her to trust him and stop resisting their mutual
attraction.
But
sometimes even love isn’t enough to heal a shattered soul.
And all
the hard work in the world can’t save…
A broken
survivor.
AUTHOR BIO
Jennifer Labelle resides in Canada with her
husband and three beautiful children. After her third child she became a stay
at home mom. In her busy household Jennifer likes to spend her down time
engrossed in the stories that she creates. She is an active reader of romance,
mystery and anything paranormal. With an education in Addictions work she's
decided to take a less stressful approach in life and hopes that you enjoy, as
she shares some of her imagination with all of you.
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Excerpt
Pink and orange hues filled the sky with a
warm beauty while the sun set. Holly wrapped her arms around herself and lifted
her face toward the sky to soak in the last few moments of the sun before the
chill of the night descended upon them. This was definitely not going to be an
easy talk to get through. She just hoped they’d both be okay when it was
done. Zander stepped up behind
her, and she felt the heat of his body before he wrapped his arms around her
from behind. The way she was drawn to him made her wonder if he had a magnetic
pull, and it kind of scared her a little bit. Holly tried to enjoy the view as
they were silent for a few moments.
“As much as I hate to let go, I think maybe we
should sit so we can finally talk,” Zander said.
She hesitated a moment before taking his hand while they
walked back to his house and sat beside each other on the patio. This is it.
“First, I want to clear up earlier,” Zander
said. “She was just a friend, nothing more. She has only ever been a friend.”
He lifted their linked hands and kissed the top of hers.
“This isn’t any of my business, but does she
realize that? I got the impression there was much more than a friendship
there.” Holly held her breath and didn’t exhale until after he answered her.
“Not for a really long time, and we were never
a couple.” His posture slumped. “Before today, I hadn’t heard from her in
months. She just showed up out of the blue, but I swear nothing happened.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Holly shifted
to face him. “So you and she were friends with benefits a while ago. I have to
admit I didn’t like seeing you with her, but I don’t have any right to be mad.
We’re taking things slow, remember?”
“That’s just the thing. I want to be with you,
Hol. As in, I’d be staking my claim. You’d be my girlfriend, exclusive.”
“I’m actually kind of glad you said that. I’ve
recently figured out that I’m not made for casual.” She bit her lip nervously.
“I don’t even care about your friend anymore because I sort of have some huge
news, which throws going slow out the window anyway. That is, if you don’t
freak out and feel like you want nothing to do with me after this.”
“Okay, now you’re making me nervous,” he joked
nervously and playfully nudged her with his shoulder. “What’s up?”
“You probably should be.” Holly smiled weakly
and then exhaled long and hard. “I didn’t want a relationship when you came
into the picture, and I didn’t want to care for someone so much. But then there
you were all sweet, caring, and persistent and screwed up my original plans. So
let’s get that out there.” She smiled and leaned into him. Her head lay on his
shoulder and she looked up at him needing to be close. “That’s the best part by
the way because I’m glad I’ve let you in. I care for you a lot. I’ve messed up,
though. We both have. Do you remember the night at my sister’s?”
“How could I forget?” His eyes lit up and she
snorted.
“It was a good night, huh?” She licked her
lips just thinking about it. “Well, I haven’t been feeling like myself lately,
so Lauren decided to take me to get a checkup…”
“O-okay, you were sick and…?” Zander’s brows
scrunched together in confusion, but as if he sensed her discomfort, he gave
her a quick reprieve to pull herself together before she had to spit out the
big news. He captured her mouth. His soft, plump lips caressed hers, then he
moved to nip and suck on her bottom lip. His tongue coaxed her mouth open
farther, and she tasted his mutual arousal as he probed the slit of her mouth
with his tongue. One of her hands fisted in his shirt and held him closer,
while the other massaged his nape and into his hair. They both moaned in the
heat of the moment, and she could feel his chest rise and fall more rapidly
before he pulled away.
“God, I’ve missed this,” he said. “You get
sick again and I’m coming over with some chicken soup and taking care of you.
“That sounds amazing.” She smirked. “I’ve
missed you too.” Holly shifted so that she was facing him now and rested her
forehead against his while they caught their breath.
“Don’t go home yet. Call Lauren and let’s
recreate that night.” He wiggled his eyebrows up and down.
“You are such a goofball. As tempting as that
sounds, I need to finish what I was saying before you distract me too much.”
She gave him a quick peck on the lips and leaned back.
“But the distraction is so good. I can’t help
myself.” He lifted a sexy, dark eyebrow in question. “Can we fool around a bit
while you talk? I’m a great multitasker.”
“I’ll tell you what, if after I tell you
everything I need to, you still want to fool around or more, then yes, we’ll go
inside your place and I’ll make it worth your while.” She wiggled her brows
back at him and smiled as she caressed the side of his face. I just hope I don’t ruin things first.
“Deal.”
“Lauren might not be too happy if she finds
out the truth.”
“Really?” He looked at her in shock. “I find
that hard to believe after her and Shelby practically pushed us together.” He
smiled and kissed the back of her hand. “Remind me to thank them for that one
day.”
“I really hope you still feel that way after you hear what I
have to say.”
“Quit stalling and just tell me already.”
“So you know I haven’t been feeling well
lately, but what you don’t know is why she’s been on my case. She had some
concerns that drove her to take me to the doctor in the first place.” She
leaned way back in her chair and closed her eyes.
“Is she still hung up about the new
apartment?”
“In a way, I guess, but right now what’s
bothering her is her assumption that I might be pregnant.” She peeked in his
direction to gauge his reaction.
He stiffened a bit on the seat next to her and
sat straighter. “Wait, what?”
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