Synopsis
All the best fairytale princesses have the most horrific
pasts. Mine just happens to be more horrific than most.
Fantasizing over Vaughn Asher was a dream. Meeting Vaughn
Asher was a fairytale. Loving Vaughn Asher was my downfall.
The past is always there. Waiting. Waiting to expose you.
Waiting to ruin you. Waiting to take you back.
Sometimes not even a prince can save you.
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Excerpt
The shouting starts as I exit, but I just flip my sunglasses
down and push right through them. I’ve been doing this for twenty-seven years.
Some encounters have been more stressful than others, but I’m not the kind of
movie star who punches out photographers. They are making a living. Yeah, they
are parasites who make a living off me, but fuck it. I really have no beef with
them. In fact, most of them are nice when they’re not stalking you.
But then I see that bitch from Buzz Hollywood. She steps
right in front of me and sticks that microphone in my face. “What will Jasinda
think when she finds out you’re cheating on her?”
I actually stop to laugh. Ray grabs my forearm and tugs,
trying to get me moving again. But I shrug him off. “I hope,” I tell the
reporter as I look her in the eye, “she feels ashamed of herself. Jasinda”—I am
facing the camera now, so I address her directly—“you’re a lying bitch. If
you’re even pregnant, I’m up for a DNA test any time you are. I have a wife now
and her name is Grace Kinsella-Asher.” And then I turn back to look at all of
them as they hover close behind me. “And now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to
get her a coffee and a muffin. Blueberry,” I add. “Grace likes blueberry. And
she likes iced tall sugar-free caramel, nonfat, light ice, Starbucks double
shot on ice. At least”—I stop to have a chuckle—“when she has money on her Starbucks
app, she does.”
“Does she have money on her app, Vaughn?” a reporter from an
internet blog asks me.
He’s nice, and funny. And never too serious about what he
prints. “Her coffee worries are over, yes.”
Now they chuckle with me and I turn away and start walking
down the street to the Starbucks. Half of them follow, but they stay behind me.
Like a little train of leeches—annoying, but harmless.
See, this is how you handle the media. You don’t have to
give them what they want, you just have to give them something they can use.
Now they have two factoids about Grace to run with. Tomorrow everyone will be
drinking that coffee concoction and the blueberry muffins will be sold out.
The day after tomorrow, they will be after the personal
details of someone else and no one will give a shit about us until the next
movie comes out, or I get nominated for an award, or Grace gets pregnant.
God. that makes me smile like an idiot and when I look over
at Ray, he’s shaking his head. “What?” I ask him.
He holds up a hand. “Nothing.”
We turn right at 16th Street and head down towards the
Starbucks.
“But,” he continues, “you have a stupid grin on your face.
And if I didn’t know better, I’d say you are in love.”
“I am in love.” I let out a breath. “I love this girl. I’m
gonna marry her again and get her pregnant, and spend the rest of my life
bossing her ass around and pissing her off.” I glance back at Ray. “She likes
it. But she also likes to fight it.”
“Mmm-hmm. If you say so, boss.”
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Synopsis
I just want my Grace back. I want the girl I found sending
me dirty tweets on Saint Thomas. I want the girl who reluctantly gave in to my
charms and let me boss her around. I want the girl who sent me to my knees and
made me imagine what her fairy tale would look likewith me in it.I just want to
move on.I want to plan the future and think about kids and preschools and
college funds. I want everything she ever wanted, and I want us to make it
happen together. But the media needs more from us. More dirt. More pain. More
payment for past transgressions.You can’t change the past. And even though
Grace is ready to put her demons to bed, mine are just starting to get
restless. Because when you’ve silenced as many enemies as I have, you know that
secret won’t stay buried forever.
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About the Author
J. A. Huss likes to write new adult books that make you think and keep you guessing. Her favorite genre to read is space opera, but since practically no one reads those books, she writes new adult science fiction, paranormal romance, contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and books about Junco (who refuses to be saddled with a label).
She has an undergraduate degree in horses, (yes, really–Thank you, Colorado State University) and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology from the University of Florida. She used to have a job driving around Colorado doing pretty much nothing but shooting the breeze with farmers, but now she just writes, runs the New Adult Addiction and Clean Teen Reads Book Blogs, and runs an online science classroom for homeschoolers.
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