Guest Post: A.M. Hargrove

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Title: Kestrel
Series: A Hart Brothers Novel
Author: A.M. Hargrove
Release Date:  March 29th, 2015
Kestrel
(A Hart Brothers Novel)
**Though is part of the Hart Brothers
Series, This is a Stand Alone Novel
**Not intended for readers under the
age of 18 due to its mature content and strong language.
Two lives with horrific
pasts. One chance meeting that changed them both forever.
“One look at her and I
want to run. Frizzy hair, thick glasses, mom jeans, and ruffles up to her neck.
Who the hell wears shit like that? What decade is she living in? My mother
doesn’t even dress like that!”
Raised by a monster, Kestrel Hart somehow
survived. Now that the monster is dead, he’s trying to move on, to pull himself
together. Struggling with issues no one can imagine, he moves away from his
family, from the brother who loves him and the sister-in-law who supports and
understands him the best.
 
Charleston, South Carolina is his new
home. And he has a purpose. He’s opening up a new division of his brother’s
corporation. But a surprise awaits him. Her name is Carter Drayton.
 
Carter’s past is also a painful one. She
is dealing with the tragic death of her family. She’s healing in the only way
she knows how.
 
Carter needs love. Kestrel craves
human contact. Neither of them recognizes what’s right before their eyes. Will
they see it before it’s too late?
 
 
“I’ll do anything you want. Anything.” Then something comes over me. Call it madness.
Desperation. Insanity. Call it whatever you want. I step right up to him and
put my hands on his shoulders. Then I kiss him. He stands there like a chunk of
stone. So I press my body up to him, and rub myself against him. I open my
mouth and run my tongue over his lips, and then push it into his mouth.
Nothing. No response. Humiliation sets in. I am not this girl. I’m the classic
nerd. I don’t have boyfriends. Where is this coming from?
 
He pulls away from me and steps back, rubbing his
mouth.
 
“I’m sorry, but you’re not my type.” His features
initially register shock. But worse than that, distaste replaces it.
 
That stings. Really stings. But even more dreadful,
I am morbidly ashamed of myself. That doesn’t stop me from digging myself into
an even deeper hole.
 
“What? Am I not sexy enough? Are my clothes not
revealing enough?”
 
“Um, Dr. Drayton, this is more than a bit awkward.”
 
“No, tell me. And my name is Carter.”
 
“You’re propositioning me.” Now I detect a hint of
mockery.
 
“No, not propositioning. I want to strike a deal.
You see, I’m a desperate woman. And desperate people do all kinds of things.”
 
“Carter, I’m really not interested.”
 
“I know I’m not very attractive, but if you want me
to change the way I look, I can do that.”
 
“You don’t understand.”
 
“What? Am I not good enough for you?”
 
His eyes skim me from head to toe. “Good doesn’t have anything to do
with it. You’re not
bad enough for me.”

 

 

A.M.
Hargrove resides in the south, dividing her time between the upstate of South
Carolina and the mountains of North Carolina. She truly believes that
chocolate, coffee and ice cream should be added to the USDA food groups.
Her
books include Adult, New Adult and Young Adult Romances, including, The
Guardians of Vesturon (Survival, Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent and the
novella Beginnings); Dark Waltz (A Praestani Novel) Edge of Disaster, Shattered
Edge, Kissing Fire, Tragically Flawed, Exquisite Betrayal and Tragic Desires.
A.M.
also writes under the name of Emerson St. Clair. Emerson’s books include the
Dirty Nights novella series.

 

 

 

 

 

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