Sunday, March 15, 2015

Blog Tour: THE CRITIC by Joanne Schwehm - Excerpt + Giveaway



The Critic Synopsis:
WORDS
Convey a message

Andrea Jordan dreams of acting on Broadway, and she is at the cusp of achieving success. All her sacrifices start to pay off when she lands a role that will catapult her to stardom.

CAN
Express our thoughts


Award-winning theater critic Bentley Chambers possesses the power to make or break a career. Theatergoers consider his reviews to be gospel, and actors cringe at the thought of him in the audience. His words possess power.


HURT
A heart’s not made of stone

More than one actor has been sent packing after Bentley’s bad reviews, and Andrea could be next. She won’t stand by and let him shatter her dreams, but she never thought giving him a piece of her mind would also mean giving him a piece of her heart.

Will Andrea discover on her own the passion Bentley claims she lacks, or will he be the one to draw it out of her?

Words… choose them wisely.

***STAND ALONE NOVEL*** INTENDED FOR MATURE READERS***



Bentley’s POV
Stunning. Absolutely drop dead gorgeous, make-me-hard-as-a-rock beautiful, and familiar as hell. When I saw Andrea Jordan’s picture in the Playbill, I knew I’d seen her face before. When it hit me, my lips curled into a smile. Two days ago, I had been grabbing a paper at the corner store, and standing next to me was a beautiful woman buying a magazine. 

As she exchanged pleasantries with the cashier, her melodious giggle made my breath falter. Her hair fell forward when she lowered her head to put her change away. Damn, she was beautiful. She must have sensed my stare because she glanced at me from the corner of her eye. I grinned, almost caught in the act of taking in her slight curves and her fine ass nestled in a pair of dark jeans. The woman was close to perfect.

A shiny penny slipped and fell at my feet. I couldn’t help the smile that crept across my lips as I looked at Lincoln’s head. I crouched down to pick it up and once I had it between my thumb and forefinger, I held it up and smirked. “Must be my lucky day.” Not the most original line, but it fit the current scenario. I was hoping to hear her voice or a witty comment. 

Instead, she just waved me off. “Then keep it. I wouldn’t want to be the source of your bad luck.” 

She hardly looked at me when she spoke, but I noticed her flowing brown hair, beautiful eyes, and a smile that could stop traffic in a New York minute. But before I could get her name, she was gone. 

Now, a mere forty-eight hours later, I was looking at a picture of the dark-haired beauty with a smile that could bring me to my knees. Picturing her on her knees was what made my heart rate spike though. The thought of looking down into the pools of her pale blue eyes while she sucked me off made my cock twitch with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to see her in action. Our previous encounter had lasted less than ninety seconds, but if I had anything to say about it, our next one would be longer.





Joanne Schwehm Bio:
Author of Unexpected Chance, My Chance (The Chance Series), Ryker and The Critic.

Joanne was born and raised in Rochester, NY and currently resides near our Nation's Capital with her husband and two sons.

Romance is one of Joanne's favorite things and thankfully, she is surrounded by it.

Joanne firmly believes when that unexpected chance comes, take it. Don't let it pass you by - you never know what you could be missing.






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