Author Name: Melanie
Hansen
Book Name: Signs
of Life
Release
Date: September 28, 2015
Blurb:
Successful lawyer Jeremy Speer has it all—a loving husband,
a beautiful home, and a cherished dream that’s about to become reality. He’s
learned not to take happiness for granted, meeting the challenges of life and
love head-on with unwavering commitment and fierce devotion. A series of tragic
events leave Jeremy shattered, adrift on a sea of unimaginable pain. He’s able
to piece his life back together, but instead of embracing it, he merely exists,
using isolation and punishing physical exertion to keep the world at bay.
High school teacher Kai Daniels has a heart for
at-risk kids—he was one himself, and a teenage brush with the law and some
troubled years behind bars left him scarred inside and out. With courage, hard
work, and the support of friends, he’s built a fulfilling life that leaves no
time for a relationship.
An intense encounter with Kai at a gay club ignites a spark
in Jeremy that he thought was extinguished forever, but he’s unwilling to
destroy the fragile peace he’s managed to create, and he leaves Kai humiliated
and disappointed. Things should have ended there, but a bizarre occurrence
brings the two together in a way neither of them expected.
Excerpt:
Jeremy almost flinched as the
man’s eyes met his but somehow he managed not to. There was something vaguely
familiar about him, which was why Jeremy had been watching him in the first
place, but he was positive they’d never met. This man was unforgettable. When
Jeremy had first walked into the club, so noisy and crowded, he’d almost turned
around and left. It was a mad impulse that led him here in the first place, and
it had been so long since Jeremy was impulsive that he felt shaken and out of
his depth. That fact alone had stiffened his resolve to stay for at least a
little while; then he’d gotten a glimpse of the beautiful, exotic man, and
nothing could have convinced him to leave.
The first thing that struck
Jeremy was how confident he seemed, how he held himself. Here was a man who
knew who he was and was comfortable in his own skin. He was simply dressed in a
tight black graphic T-shirt and jeans, but when he’d stood up from his stool to
dig his wallet out of his back pocket to pay for his drink, Jeremy’s mouth
watered as the jeans slid down to ride low on the man’s hips, showing a slice
of muscled belly.
His shoulders were broad, his
torso slim and compact yet rippling with muscle under the tight shirt. Long,
lean legs were showcased by the soft, worn jeans, black boots completing the
look. As Jeremy stood at the edges of the sheltering crowd and stared, he
noticed the leather bracelets and silver rings the man sported on his wrists
and hands, his eyes following the corded forearms up to a tattoo that was just
visible on his right bicep, the lower edge of it peeking out of the sleeve of
the shirt.
Jeremy edged closer, lust
surging through him, his eyes drinking in thick black hair, carelessly styled,
and a nose that had been broken before but did nothing to detract from the
man’s startling good looks. As he tilted his head back to take a long swallow
of his beer, Jeremy’s mouth watered at the arch of his throat, the muscles
working as he swallowed, a pair of sinful lips wrapped around the tip of the
bottle like Jeremy suddenly wanted them wrapped around the tip of his cock,
drinking him down as Jeremy emptied
his balls against the back of his throat….
Then the man’s eyes met his,
the predatory heat in them making Jeremy’s knees weak. As the man licked his
lips, Jeremy noticed with a jolt he was sporting a hoop through the lower one,
emphasizing the plump fullness of it, and the simmering lust ramped up into
raging hunger. Helplessly Jeremy moved closer, the man holding his gaze, the
eyeliner he had lightly applied around his amazing golden eyes making him look
even more exotic, dangerous.
Jeremy got as close as he
could, the people massed around the bar making it difficult to get next to his
target. The man looked Jeremy up and down leisurely, all the way to his feet
and back up to his flushed and burning face; then he slowly spread his knees
wide, making room for Jeremy between them. Jeremy moved in, feeling like he was
strangling, his chest tight, the need to touch, kiss, lick and bite
overwhelming him.
“Hey,” the man said, his
voice deep and husky, lightly accented.
Jeremy swallowed, then
nodded, all of his senses focused on the heat of the man’s body close to his,
the way his legs looked splayed around Jeremy’s hips.
“Are you here with anyone?”
he asked, annoyed at how abrupt his voice sounded. He wasn’t used to making
small talk anymore, wasn’t used to the mating dance between strangers. It had
been so easy with Brent: a backyard barbeque with friends, an introduction,
mutual attraction and easy conversation leading to an invitation to dinner.
They hadn’t spent more than a day or two apart after that.
The thought of Brent was like
ice water on his ardor, and he could feel himself shutting down, wondering what
the hell he was doing. Just as he was about to take a step back and leave, he
felt the man settle his warm hands on his hips, stroking the skin between his
shirt and the waistband of his jeans with a rough thumb.
“Just a friend,” the man said
softly. Jeremy struggled to focus, remembering he’d just asked if he was here
with anyone. The thumb caressing Jeremy’s sensitive skin was rough, callused,
and it felt so good. It had been so long since he’d been touched….
Jeremy took a deep breath. He
could do this… he wanted to do this.
It was just fucking, just mutual pleasure with a willing stranger, a stranger
he would never lay eyes on again. Purging his thoughts of anything except need,
lust, he laid his hands high on the man’s splayed thighs, drawing circles with
this thumbs along the inner seam of his jeans, flirting with his crotch but not
quite touching.
“I want to fuck you,” Jeremy
blurted, hating himself for his ineptness, his cheeks flushing hotter as the
man’s amazing eyes filled with amusement.
“Yeah, I got that, amigo,” he said, tightening his grip on
Jeremy’s hips to keep him from moving away. “And I want to let you.”
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About
the author:
Melanie Hansen has spent time in
Texas and Florida prisons…for work. She’s been in a room with a
17-year-old mass murderer who was also one of the most soft-spoken and polite
teenagers she’s ever met. After a 13-year career as a court reporter, she
can tell many stories both hilarious and heartbreaking.
She grew up with an Air Force dad,
and ended up marrying a Navy man. After living and working all over the
country, she hopes to bring these rich and varied life experiences to her
stories about people finding love amidst real-life struggles.
Melanie left the stressful world of
the courtroom behind and now enjoys a rewarding career transcribing for a deaf
student. She currently lives in Arizona with her husband and two sons.
Where to find the author:
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Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25568156-signs-of-life
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AND HERE IS THE COVER YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR
Now we have been treated to a rare glimpse into how the writer found her cover boy
IT NEVER HURTS TO ASK. That is my new mantra. IT NEVER HURTS TO ASK!
(Do yourself a favor and watch the whole
video, so HOT! http://www.andrewchristian.com/index.php/kiss.html
)
Once I tracked down who the sexy man with
the smirk was, I searched out everything I could find about him, and learned that
he’s an Andrew Christian exclusive model.
I watched all of his Andrew Christian videos and drooled over all of his
pics. I followed him on every social
media known to man.
When I began writing Signs of Life, the physical description of my character, Kai,
started to become Cory in my head. The
eyes, the hair, the tattoo, the attitude…Cory was Kai. So when it came time for the cover art, I
couldn’t stop thinking, what if? What if
I could get Cory for my cover?
Nah, that will never happen. Andrew Christian will laugh you out of town.
I told myself that over and over, talking myself out of it, until I brought up the idea to my friend Kenya one day. She told me, “What do you have to lose? The worst that could happen is they would say ‘no’ or totally ignore you. So what? At least you’d know.”
So I screwed up my courage, emailed Drew LaQuang, Cory’s booking person, and asked if I could license a picture of Cory for the cover of my book, explaining that I was a huge fan of his. Within a few hours I had my answer: “Sure!”
Cue intense fangirling and celebration! (My friend Monica heard me screaming all the way from Brazil and messaged me to ask what was going on, LOL).
I contacted Paul Richmond, the art director at Dreamspinner, and asked about the steps I’d need to follow for licensing a picture. He was extremely helpful, sent over the legal forms I had to have, and made sure I was aware of the size requirements, pixels, etc., for cover art.
Unfortunately all the pictures I found on the Andrew Christian website were too low-res to be used, so I emailed Drew and asked if they had higher-resolution pics I could look at. He immediately and graciously opened their photo archives to me, and I was able to browse at my leisure.
When I found one that I liked and that my cover artist, Natasha Snow, could work with, I filled out the licensing form and emailed it to Drew, who had it back to me in a few hours. I forwarded it to Paul and boom, I had my cover model. I had my actual face cast for Kai on my cover!
The whole experience has been
amazing. I can’t emphasize enough how
awesome the Andrew Christian organization is.
Nobody laughed at me, nobody said ‘No,’ nobody said ‘Figure it
out.’ Every time I emailed with a
question or a problem (the low-res pics), Drew wrote me back in a timely
fashion and helped me resolve it.
For a huge, multimillion dollar company to do that for some strange woman who emailed them out of the blue, that says a lot about their customer service and their appreciation of their fans. Andrew Christian and Drew made everything easy and painless, and now I have a cover that’s personal, and beautiful, and means a lot to me.
So from now on my mantra is, and I encourage everyone to adopt it because you just never know…IT NEVER HURTS TO ASK!
I’d love to hear about your favorite face cast for your favorite book characters! Share them in the comments!
(All
photos in this post used by permission from Andrew Christian, Inc.)
My inspiration for my latest character, Dylan, is this amazing photograph of Jack Strify (the one with the purple tie). I have tried to find who the photographer was. If anyone knows please let me know so I can credit them http://xn--clbrits-byabe.fr/strify
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