Cover Reveal! -- THE ONLY ONE by Magan Vernon

***The companion novel to The Only Exception. This is NOT a sequel, but takes place two weeks after Monica and Trey's debate and is Melanie's story.***

Honor student, manager at the campus coffee shop, owner of an impressive sweater collection – Melanie Wilder has it all together. Then John “John Boy” Walden strolls into her life wearing nothing more than an impish grin and all-too-revealing loin cloth.

Soon, make-out sessions replace homework, lust triumphs over work. And to further crumble her perfect world, an unexpected phone call threatens to take away everything she’s worked for.

Now, as Melanie struggles to pick up the pieces, she realizes that John may be the only one to put her life back together…unless he shatters it first.

And the full wrap

You can add it to your GoodReads NOW. But I'm guessing you need more convincing? Okay, how about a teaser of the first chapter?

I looked around the basement, sipping whatever concoction some guy poured out of a cooler. He called it a ‘magic potion’ and I hoped that didn’t mean he rufied it. I don’t know how Monica talked me into this.

A horde of girls clad in nothing more than lingerie pushed past me as if I were nothing more than another one of the paddles on the paneled wall. I tried to steer away from them, but then I came face to chest with a set of abs and felt all of the magic potion cascade down my cardigan.

I gasped once the cold liquid soaked through both layers and hit my skin.

“Too bad, that was such a nice sweater…” a deep voice said.

I looked up, all the way past the chiseled six pack to cool blue eyes. “Maybe you should just take it off up in my room and I can help you dry off.” He leaned in, his full lips right on my ear. “Or make you wetter.”

My breath caught in my throat, rendering me speechless. Luckily my best friend Monica jumped between us, pushing the guy back so I got a full view of him and realized he was only wearing a loincloth and a large smile.

"Down John Boy." She scowled at him and then turned to me, almost knocking her beret off. "What the hell happened to you?"

"I-I-I spilled my drink."

Monica's eyes narrowed as she looked down at the red liquid soaking through my gray sweater. She whipped her head around to the loincloth clad guy. "Was this your fault? Are you trying to get my friend naked?"

He held up his hands, a cockeyed grin on his face. "Purely an accident, Lib."

Ah, now I knew where I’d seen him before. He had come into the coffee shop we worked at a few times. I don’t think he even glanced in my direction more than to hand me his student ID to pay, but was always calling Monica ‘Lib.’ I’m guessing because she was an extreme liberal.

Monica's boyfriend, the governor's son Trey Chapman, pushed through the crowd. When I usually saw him he was polished in dress pants and a dress shirt, but his Halloween costume was nothing more than a pair of American flag boxers, a dress shirt, and some gray hairspray. He looked ridiculous. I still don't know how Monica talked him into the Clinton and Lewinsky couples costumes.

"Hey, I’ve been looking for you." He slipped his arm around Monica's waist. "What's going on here?"

"Your big brother here spilled a drink on Melanie to try and get her naked."

"Hey!" John Boy yelled.

"It wasn't his fault," I piped in. "It’s crowded here and he ran into me. It’s fine."

"Fine?" Monica raised her eyebrows. "That Hermione costume you've been wearing since middle school is covered in ever clear and Kool aid. That’s not fine."

"I haven't worn this since middle school!" Okay, truth was, it was my go-to costume. I bought it for the first movie's midnight showing and wore it for every movie opening and Halloween since.

"Whatever." Monica turned her head to Trey and tugged on his shirt. "You can just wear Trey's shirt."

About The Author

Magan Vernon is a Young Adult and New Adult writer who lives with her family in the insurance capital of the world. When not writing she spends her time fighting over fake boyfriends via social media. You can find her online at www.maganvernon.com. 

INDIE-CREDIBLE Sign up NOW

Dear Beloved Bloggers,
Have you signed up for the Indie-Credible event yet? Time is running out!

This event is inspired and modeled after the fantastic Authors Are Rockstars Tour. They got to be so big, that they couldn’t include everyone that wanted to participate, so rockstar bloggers, Shirley and Laura, decided to help out and Indie-Credible Authors was born!

Sign up to host an indie author and help spread the love of books and reading. You can request one of the authors on the list below (I'm on there!) but you might not end up with your first choice so be prepared to maybe get to know a new author. Your post can be an interview, review, vlog, or whatever. The point is to have fun with it. 

Go sign up! You know you want to! All the cool kids are doing it! ;)

You can read more about the event and sign up on Laura or Shirley's blogs...

http://littlereadridinghood.com/indie-credible-tour/

or

http://creativedeeds.wordpress.com/indie-credible-authors-tour/

I'm Rich

As many authors will tell you, it's tough to make a decent income writing--especially in your first few years. Yes, there are some exceptions, but I fall into the majority category and I'm okay with that because I LOVE what I do. For me it's about the journey not the destination.

Money matters aside, as an author, I am rich beyond my wildest dreams. Seriously. Because I have readers (some who I've grown to consider friends) who are absolutely priceless.

Last week, I was in one of those woe is me moods. I had no "great" scenes in my head, I was so behind on emails, interview questions, mailing out books, laundry, and everything else on my To Do list, and my book sales came to a screeching halt. I downward spiraled into one of those "maybe I'm not good enough to ever really make a career out of this" black holes of self-pity and doubt.

I wanted lots and lots of chocolate.

And then I received a package in the mail, so I opened it.
And I cried. Happy tears.
Because a reader, Jennifer Greef, had sent me this...

Jennifer Greeff and I "met" (virtually) when she reviewed Grasping at Eternity on the Once Upon a Twilight blog. Her review was full of so much love for my story that I asked if I could use a few lines for a blurb in the paperback version. The rest is history.
Now, Jennifer is always one of the first to contact me and say, "Your new book is coming out soon. What can I do to help promote it?" And, through all of our emails, ,tweets, and FB messages, she has become a treasured friend. To receive such a beautiful and thoughtful gift from such a kind and beautiful person--and respected reviewer--was worth more to me than all the money in the world.

There is nothing as rewarding as having readers/fans/friends take the time, and go out of their way, to show love and appreciation for the stories I have poured my heart and soul into. It's an indescribable feeling--indescribable even for a writer.

Then, because the universe has a way of really wanting to make itself clear, another amazing reader, Jennifer Madero, tweeted me with artwork she had created.

 

Jennifer and I "met" recently when her friend, Marianne, suggested she read Grasping at Eternity. Jennifer posted a fantastic review complete with hysterical GIFs and we hit it off from there. Jennifer and Marianne run the entertaining book blog, Boricuan Bookworms and again, I was so touched and honored that my stories had inspired something so beautiful from someone so amazing and talented.

My woes and self-doubt temporarily disappeared that day.
I had "made it."
Not because I had made a best seller list, or cashed a big paycheck, but because I received gifts that proved my writing had touched people. That makes me rich.

I have many moments that make me thankful for having the best "job" in the world. Every tweet, FB like or message, every review (yes, sometimes even the negative constructive ones), every heartfelt email I receive (especially those filled with OMGs, hearts, and lots of explanation points) and every "fan" I meet in real life, I'm reminded of how rich I am.

Sure, I'm no famous or legendary author. J.K. Rowling has her own land at Universal Studios, Stephenie Meyer and E.L. James were both declared two of Time magazine's Most Influential People, and Stephen King will always be The King. I can only dream of ever reaching the first wrung on their infinitely tall ladders of success, but...I'm still rich. I've got drawings, gifts, and cards decorating my work space as proof.

And I have my readers to thank for that.
My heart runneth over. As always, thank you times infinity. 

***For those wondering who made the amazing bracelet and how to buy/design your own, visit Nadine at Oh Whimsical Me. She does beautiful work!***

INDIEPENDENCE

Happy Indiependence Week! 

This is the second annual INDIEPENDENCE fest hosted by The Indelibles. To sum it up:

This INDIEpendence day, the Indelibles would like to celebrate indie authors (self-published and small-press) by holding up examples of outstanding indie works. We believe that amazing works of fiction can be found in indie novels. By highlighting and bringing greater awareness to quality indie books, people will find great books to read, indie authors get support, and we continue to change hearts and minds about the gems that can be found among self-published and small-press novels.

 This year I'm pimping out TWO fabulous authors, and giving away two books to a lucky winner.

First, for you YA lovers, and/or those who love merfolk and selkies, meet Amber Garr.

 

Amber Garr spends her days conducting scientific experiments and wondering if her next door neighbor is secretly a vampire. Born in Pennsylvania, she lives in Florida with her husband and their furry kids. Her childhood imaginary friend was a witch, Halloween is sacred, and she is certain that she has a supernatural sense of smell. She writes both adult and young adult urban fantasies and when not obsessing over the unknown, she can be found dancing, reading, or enjoying a good movie.

Amber is such a sweetheart, and she has a fabulous mer/selkie series that any beach lover would love. And for you readers who love to devour a whole series at a time, there are THREE books out in the Syrenka series.

In honor of Indiependence, I'm giving away winner's choice of any one of Amber's ebooks.

(And she has SEVERAL great ones to choose from, so check them out on Goodreads.)

BUT THAT'S NOT ALL. 

I'll admit, I'm riding on the New Adult bandwagon. I shamelessly admit that I love reading all the romance and "mature" content, so I have a New Adult author/book to pimp out as well. 

GONE WILD by Ever McCormick. 

Ever is new to the scene, but not new to writing. I was lucky enough to beta read her debut novel which will be releasing this month and it is WILDLY awesome. 

This isn't the cover, but this gives you a feel for how sexy this book is.

I'm giving away an ebook of this novel too!

(As soon as it goes on sale I'll send it to the winner.)

Add it on Goodreads, so we can swoon over Adam together.

Enter here. Open Internationally.

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For a list of other participating blogs, and to discover more great indies, go HERE. 
Happy Reading and Happy Indiependence Week!