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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">If you had the ability to heal with just one touch, the capability to absorb other’s pain by making it your own, would you do it?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">The gratifying feeling she gets from helping others intoxicates Ally; the glowing warmth within constantly simmers, incessant on bursting free. Ally was born to do this, but how much more damage can her body take?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">Theo finds himself getting close to the girl that continues to inflict pain on herself. When he discovers her secret, his overwhelming concern drives him to do everything in his power to prevent Ally from getting hurt, no matter how lovely her intentions are.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">Theo also has secrets and will take any measure to keep them hidden from the girl he is falling in love with. He knows better than to let her get too close. She can never find out the information he conceals because she cannot help him anyway.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 19px;">Devastating circumstances. Helpless love. Where there's a will, is there actually a way?</span></span></div>
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If you had the ability to heal with just one touch, the capability to absorb other’s pain by making it your own, would you do it?

The gratifying feeling she gets from helping others intoxicates Ally; the glowing warmth within constantly simmers, incessant on bursting free. Ally was born to do this, but how much more damage can her body take?

Theo finds himself getting close to the girl that continues to inflict pain on herself. When he discovers her secret, his overwhelming concern drives him to do everything in his power to prevent Ally from getting hurt, no matter how lovely her intentions are.

Theo also has secrets and will take any measure to keep them hidden from the girl he is falling in love with. He knows better than to let her get too close. She can never find out the information he conceals because she cannot help him anyway.

Devastating circumstances. Helpless love. Where there's a will, is there actually a way?



Find Jessica Louise on Goodreads!

Bio:

Jessica Louise is a hopeless romantic and the epitome of a girly girl. 

She thinks pink is the new black and that hair crimpers never went out of fashion. 

In her spare time she enjoys the simple things in life like the smell of the air before the rain or a swim at the beach on a hot summer’s day.

She is an avid reader and an aspiring writer, who believes whole heartedly in the old English proverb; the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.



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Author Interview for Angel of Mine Blog Tour 9/2-9/9


What sparked your interest in becoming a romance writer? 

I’ve loved books from a very young age. They say do what you love, so I thought I would try to write one.

What was the first romance novel you read that made an impression on you?

I capture the castle by Dodie Smith

What is your writing environment?

I have an office with motivational canvasses on the wall and a bookshelf with some of my favorite books on it.

One of your favorite quotes. 

“The journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.”
Which authors have caught your interest lately? Why? 

Allie Brennan, Jolene Perry and Nyrae Dawn. A lot of books make me smile but theirs inspire a stupidly huge grin the whole way through. Their writing really connects with me. Kimi Flores – she has such a refreshing approach to the way she writes. Clean, swoon worthy and wholesome romance.

What type of book have you always wanted to write?

Something really dark, something real, with no hea.

Who are your dream dinner party guests? 

My critique partner – Kimi Flores. My betas who I talk to everyday, a million times a day – Debi Barnes, Elle Wilson and Steph Harper. And I’d be lost without Katie Mac there too!

What’s the last movie you watched and loved? 

City of bones! Will definitely watch it again!
  
Most __rebellious_ in high school. (popular, nerdy, sporty…) Why?

I did a lot of crazy things!

What is your favorite scene in your new release? 

The scene on the porch swing ;)

If you could be one of your characters - Who would you be? And why? 

Kinley, because of the guy she gets to be with.


Flirting Questions

What’s your favorite body part of the opposite sex? 

Arms

Hey, baby! What’s your sign? 

Scorpio
How did you meet your significant other? 

Through a friend
What’s your idea of a perfect date? 

Something active ( No not that, well not on the first date anyway!) Climbing a mountain, swimming at the beach.

If you could take a romantic trip, where would it be? 

Mooloolaba Australia. Not far from where I live but my favorite place in the whole world.

Do you believe in love at first sight? 

no

Flirting Quickies:


Boxers or Briefs?  

Boxers              


Facial hair or clean shaven? 

stubble

Alpha or Beta?  

Alpha


Planner or Panster? 

A bit of both

 White wine or red? 

white

Coffee or tea? 

coffee

Vanilla or chocolate? 

chocolate


Sweet or salty? 

sweet

Sleep in or get up early? 

early


Laptop or desktop? 

desktop

Beach or mountains? 

beach

Winter or summer? 

summer

Cat or dog? 

dog

Twilight or Fifty Shades? 

Twilight

Spotlight or In the Shadows?  

shadows

City or Country? 

country

Clubbing or candlelight dinner? 

Candlight dinner

Backpacking or luxury hotel? 

hotel

Morning or night person? 

morning

Christmas or Halloween? 

christmas

Optimist or pessimist? 

optimist



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Playlist for Angel of Mine Blog Tour 9/2-9/9


Playlist for Angel of Mine

~ Angel of Mine by Monica
~ All My Life by Kc & JoJo  
~ Time of my life by Bill Medley & Jennifer Warnes
~ I won’t let you go by James Morrison
~ Closer by Neo
~ No Air by Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown
~ I’m here without you by 3 doors down
~ I won’t give up by Jason Mraz
~ When you believe by Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston
~ Because you loved me by Celine Dion

Top Five Lists for Angel of Mine Blog Tour 9/2-9/9


Top 5 lists

Books –
5. Fallen by Lauren Kate
4. I Capture The Castle by Dodie Smith
3. Fa├žade by Nyrae Dawn
2. The Shadows series by Jolene Perry
1. Of Silk and Fire by Allie Brennan

Movies –
5. The Lucky One
4. Pretty Woman
3. Little Women
2. Dirty Dancing
1. A Walk To Remember

Places -
5. Sunshine coast hinterland, Australia
4. The Gym
3. Stanthorpe, Australia
2. The house I grew up in – my parents still live there.
1. Mooloolaba, Australia

Excerpts for Angel of Mine Blog Tour 9/2-9/9


Excerpt 1 –

Ally

Like every other day this week, I sit in the shadow of the oak trees, drinking up the site of ‘Mr. Hottie’ kicking around the footy. He is the same guy I lost my sanity over the first day I came to this beautiful park. Even though he is here every day, he doesn’t notice me. Each day I get a little more confident, inching closer towards where the shadows end, and the sunlight begins to bathe the open fields. I haven’t quite made it into the light yet though.

His muscles flex as he runs, and the glistening sweat on his skin lures me in. My body moves on its own accord, slanting in his direction. I imagine his smell, all manly and salty from the sweat, and daydream of licking the trails of it down his body with my tongue. I breathe in deeply, but I am not near enough, and all I smell is the freshly cut grass of the fields.

I find myself standing up, and as I step out into the light, it jars me out of my trance. It’s too late to turn back and hide as my shadow crosses his line of vision, and I am rooted to the spot. I am so close I could reach out and touch him.

My heart rate spikes as he turns around. It feels like my tongue is thick and swelling, filling my whole mouth. I know I should stop staring and look away, but I can’t. He is gorgeous.
My eyes lock with his. They are a stunning green, and sparkle like wet grass after a rain shower with the sun gleaming off it. He holds my gaze, and it’s as though he is looking right into my soul. His jaw drops in disbelief, and I feel panic bubble up inside me. Does he somehow know my secret? No, it’s impossible. I break the connection and shake the thought away.

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Theo

My mouth is hanging open in disbelief. I have just turned around to find the most stunning woman in existence. Is she real? Stepping closer, I can’t help but blurt, "You are the most exquisite angel I have ever seen." I am thoroughly awestruck by her beauty. Chocolate coloured locks flow around her face. Thick dark lashes frame her eyes, and they are so deep and blue that I could get lost in them; when she smiles after the compliment I gave her, they are utterly dazzling. Her lips are full and she is biting on the bottom one, sucking it in to her mouth, and it is driving me just a tad crazy. She looks ethereal. There’s a mysterious electricity crackling in the air between us. My breath stills as I wait for her reply while I continue to take her in.

She flushes a light shade of pink then softly replies, “Thank you. My name is Ally." Her melodic voice floors me. She sounds angelic. A faint vanilla fragrance fills my nose, making me feel a little dizzy. Maybe I over did the whole exercise thing today.

Have I died and gone to heaven without even knowing it happened? Did something just transpire back there on that field? I start to turn around to see if I have left my body behind, when out of nowhere, my brother Alex swiftly throws the football at my head and knocks some sense into me in the process.
What the fuck was that? I just turned into a bloody puddle of mush. I know after what I have been through that I am more emotional than most guys, but come on, that was messed up.

I risk glancing back up at her. Shit, I’m screwed. This chick has some kind of strange hold on me. Just standing there as an idiot proves to be about the only thing I can do.

“Hey. I’m Alex, and this smooth talker here is my brother, Theo.” Alex winks, and then extends his hand out, offering to shake hers. He has a way of putting any situation back at ease.

She looks dubiously at his outstretched hand, decides to ignore it, and shyly answers, “Hi, I’m Ally. I’m sorry to get in the way of your football game. I was just leaving.” She looks past us into the distance and finishes by saying, “Enjoy the rest of your game.” Then she steps around me and hurries off.

I spin around, gaping after her as she walks away. She stops at a young boy crying by the play structure. I didn’t notice him at first because all my attention stayed focused solely on her. Crouching down, she places her hand on his knee and relays what I can only assume are soothing words because his tears dry up. I wonder where the boy’s mother is.

Jogging over to give Ally some assistance, I spot blood dripping from a deep cut on her knee. “Oh my god, your knee is bleeding. Are you okay?”

She seems startled by my presence. The young boy is looking back and forth between the two of us, his mouth wide open. Ally seems to have the same effect on him that she did on me; maybe he thinks she is an angel too.

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 “I have something I need to show you.” He looks at me expectantly as I gather my thoughts and try to work out the best way to explain.

I survey my surroundings, trying to find something that will help do the job. Dry leaves crunch under my feet after a summer of minimal rainstorms. Autumn colours litter the landscape as far as the eye can see. Finally, I find what I am looking for. Although a little shrivelled, this little flower is the one rare spot of colour and beauty standing out against its dismal background.

“Pass me your water bottle please.” Dutifully he passes it over, and I unscrew the top to get it ready. Already knowing the outcome of this little experiment, I want that water available to me straight away.

“Don’t take your eyes off the flower.” He nods and looks to where the depleted lily is situated. Slowly raising my hand, I crouch and move it over the petals in deliberate circles.

Tingles start travelling through my fingertips as they heat up. A slight glow illuminates around my hands, and that familiar blissful feeling flows through my veins. A smile creeps over my lips, and I am enraptured as the flower comes back to life before our eyes. With no more brown edges taking over the petals, they are now full of colour and perfect. This never gets old to me.


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 We rock on the porch swing, admiring the changing colours of the afternoon sky as the sun sets. Shades of pinks, purples, and oranges decorate the horizon, and the smile it bestows upon Ally’s face is so dazzling that it lights her up.

Curled up against my side her with feet tucked under her, she absently draws random patterns on my bare leg with her fingertips. She is driving me crazy. I slouch further down into the cushioned seat of the swing and pull her tighter against me, hoping this may cause her fingers to inch just a little higher.
I pepper little bites up and down her exposed neck, making her squirm and giggle. I swirl my tongue around the slight marks to soothe them. I want to eat her alive. “You taste delicious,” my voice is husky.

She guides my hand from her waist to her breast, and I groan. Squeezing lightly, I start to ravage her mouth with my own. Through the thin material of her satin top, I can easily feel the effect I have on her and trace around the hard peak with my fingers while fantasizing about doing the exact same thing with my tongue.

Just as thoughts of how innocent she is pinprick at the outer edges of my brain, she moans into my mouth and I come undone. I lay back and pull her over the top of me, grinding up against her. The bulge in my cargo shorts is hard as a rock, and it pushes stubbornly against my zipper. The side of the swing digging into my back doesn’t even bother me, and I have totally forgotten that we are out in the open.

Any logic that materialized earlier concerning the need to slow things down for her sake has vanished. May God have mercy on my soul.