The Mad, Mad Love Begins….
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The highly anticipated
pre-quel to The Remembrance Trilogy is NOW AVAILABLE!
RELEASE
DATE: December 16th, 2014
Both secretly in love, Ryan and Julia are terrified to take
the chance that could mean the loss of the very person they don’t want to
lose. As the bond between them grows
stronger, they are both miserable as they are forced to watch as they each date
other people. But will Ryan’s
all-consuming jealousy and Julia’s deeply broken heart torment them enough to
make one or both walk away?
Join Ryan and Julia on the beginning of the journey that has
made Kahlen Aymes’ Remembrance Trilogy an international bestselling favorite
among her readers. This book was written
after The Trilogy was finished due to an abundance of reader requests for more
of Ryan and Julia’s story.
And so…
The Mad, Mad Love Begins…
Excerpt from Before Ryan Was Mine, The Remembrance
Trilogy, Prequel,
Copyright 2014, Kahlen Aymes, All Rights Reserved.
My beer
slipped from my fingers, and I scrambled to catch it but it was being lifted by
another set of slender fingers without the blazing red nails. By the time my eyes shifted up and focused,
Julia was leisurely taking a drink from my bottle. Her hooded green eyes appraised me, with my
date almost on my lap. I barely noticed
Leah because my attention was on Julia, and then her eyes shifted twelve inches
right, landing on Leah. Julia hated
beer, but still here she was, stamping her ownership with something as simple
as a pull on my beer bottle. She
probably didn’t even know the effect it had on me at such a base level, but I
fucking loved it. Something tightened
deep inside my chest, and my dick twitched inside my jeans.
“Ryan! Are you gonna let her do that?” Leah demanded indignantly, her eyes flashing
haughtily up at Julia.
My lips
raised in the slightest smirk. Julia
echoed it when her eyes locked with mine.
“Yeah,
she… uh, she can do that,” I confirmed without emphasis. Amusement at Julia’s confidence made me want
to laugh out loud. I felt fucking
elated.
Leah
huffed beside me and angrily flung herself back against the cushions of the
couch, removing her leg from mine.
“Well, do you know her?”
“Yeah.
Yeah, I know her.” Boy, do I know her.
Julia
wobbled a little, and I could see she’d had more to drink than she needed. Still, she grinned at me, her arm bent at the
elbow as she curled my beer close to her chest, not drinking, just holding it
in place. My instinct was to reach out
or stand up to steady her.
Angrily,
Leah pushed on my shoulder and spewed venom in Julia’s direction. “Are you going to introduce us? Is she your sister?”
Julia
started to giggle. “Pffft! Do I look like his sister?”
“Then who are you?” my date demanded, her expression
hard. I watched the exchange, anxious to
see what Julia would say.
“Oh,
we’re ….” She handed back my beer and
walked behind me to sit on the top edge of the back of the couch and slid her
hand over the shoulder Leah had shoved.
“Well, let’s see… we’re…
mmmm...” Her words were
nonchalant but her eyes widened, waiting for me to finish the sentence. “What exactly are we, Ryan?”
“This is
my best friend Julia. Jules, this is
Leah.” I said the words carefully, but
couldn’t tear my eyes from Julia’s face.
Her features were filled with laughter and devilry.
“His
date,” Leah spat.
“Congratulations.” Julia focused on Leah and wagged a finger in
her direction. She was clearly
tipsy. “You need a donut.”
A laugh
burst from my chest because I couldn’t help myself. You
need a donut. I thought it was fucking hilarious, but Leah was clearly
pissed.
“What did
you say?”
“You
seriously need a donut.”
Leah
looked indignant and furious, but my shoulders were visibly shaking with
laughter when Julia turned her attention to me. “Can I talk to you for a sec?”
“Excuse
me,” I murmured to Leah then immediately rose to follow Julia a few feet
away. “Are you being careful?”
“Is it
just a coincidence that you and Twiggy are here tonight?”
I
swallowed at the accusation in her tone.
She was tipsy, but her eyes still burned into mine. “Yeah.
I had no idea you were even going out, but I’m glad I’m here. Who is that guy?” I wanted to ask why she let him touch her in
such a familiar way but clamped my jaw shut.
“He’s a
guy. Collin, I think? No big deal.”
She shrugged nonchalantly, and her hand came to rest on the front of my
shirt. I should have been reassured as
her deep green eyes looked up imploringly.
“Don’t worry, Ryan.”
It was
all I could do not to cover her fingers with my own. “I worry.”
“I
know.” She leaned in and wrapped her
arms around my waist in a brief hug and the scent of her perfume engulfed
me. “I’m glad to see you. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Ryan
The biggest moment of my
life found me unexpectedly. It crept up
softly, and settled around me like a fuzzy blanket. A mere whisper; it hit me like a
sledgehammer. At the time, I knew it was
significant, but I didn’t realize just how those few seconds would change
absolutely everything: how one brief glance could leave such an indelible stamp
on the remainder of my life. It would
become a contradiction; an unstoppable force that would send me reeling out of
my control, churning and shredding my emotions, but create the most incredible
contentment I’d ever feel. Contentment
that could wrap me up in a warm, safe place or devastate me to the core and
leave my heart in shambles. It would
become years of want and pain, lust and love… It would hurt like the deepest
hell, but become the most euphoric and precious ecstasy I’d ever know. I’d never forget that day, that moment; that
glance.
It would
wreck me. It would make me.
The
Remembrance Trilogy Reading Order
Before Ryan Was Mine (Book
0.5)
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The
Remembrance Trilogy: Books 1-3
About the
Author
Kahlen Aymes
I'm a single mother of one
daughter, Olivia. She's amazing in every way.
I was born in the Midwestern
United States and educated at a private university where I received a
Bachelor's degree in Marketing and Business Administration.
I've always been creative with
art, music, theater and writing. I decided to write a story as a way to build a
network for a business venture. The reader support of my stories and my
overwhelming desire to find out where my characters would take me, soon had the
writing morphing the business. No one was more shocked than I. When readers
began nominating my work for online awards, it took my breath away and only
made me love it more. It soon became clear that writing was, and should be, my
focus.
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