We are so excited to share the cover for Monica Murphy's HIS REVERIE!!! HIS REVERIE is a Young Adult Contemporary Romance novel!
~Synopsis~
I knew from the moment I first saw her she was the one. The only girl I could ever want.
The only girl I could ever love.
She is light.
I am darkness.
She is innocent.
I’ve done too much.
She is good.
I am bad.
She is my every dream.
I should be her every nightmare.
We come from different worlds. She’s…perfect. And I’m…
Not.
Somehow she wants me anyway. So we’ll grasp at what we can. We’re going to make this summer count. She’s my secret. And I’m hers.
The problem with secrets is they never last for long. And when others discover we’re together, they’ll do whatever it takes to keep us apart. All I know is: I won’t let them.
Because Reverie Hale? She’s mine.
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~Excerpt~
“Thirsty?” I jump at the
sound of a soft female voice, my hand jerking so the hose splashes me right in
the face. Muttering a curse, I drop the hose and reach out blindly, wrenching
the faucet off with one hand as I swipe at my eyes with the back of the other.
I hear the girl laugh and I whirl around, fully prepared to find some bratty
preteen Hale daughter mocking me. But she’s not a preteen. Not even close. More
like around my age. She’s tall and slender, her long blonde hair falling far
past bared tan shoulders. She’s wearing some sort of sundress or whatever you
call it and she’s pretty much covered since it hits just above her knees,
though her arms are exposed since the dress is sleeveless. The sun catches her
just right though, shining through the thin fabric of her skirt so I can see
through it. My gaze drops and all I can see is long, long legs through the
shadowy fabric. Damn. Those sexy legs are endless. She clears her throat, like
she knows exactly where I’m looking and what I’m thinking and I jerk my gaze up
guiltily to meet hers, feeling like a jackass. That’s when I notice her eyes
are blue. As blue as the sky above us, and she’s so damn pretty, with delicate
features and pink, pink lips, that I can’t seem to form words. “Who are you?”
she asks curiously. Her voice washes over me, sweet and melodic and now it’s my
turn to clear my throat to get the lump out so I can freaking speak. “Who are
you?” I ask back like an idiot. She smiles shyly and my entire body reacts, a
bolt of electricity seeming to go through me. “I asked first.” “Are you Hale’s
daughter?” If she is, that sucks because holy hell she’s hot but yeah. She’s
completely untouchable if she’s a Hale. “What if I am?” She kicks at the ground
with her sandaled foot, her cheeks coloring the faintest pink. Innocence
radiates from her. She looks like a damn angel and seems a little uncomfortable
with me. Despite her seeming discomfort, I think she might be trying to flirt
with me. “Well, I’d make sure and be extra polite to you since I work for your
dad.” I go with the truth because I don’t want any problems from this girl. I
probably shouldn’t even be alone with her. She could say anything, accuse me of
something terrible and I’d have no defense. Her word against mine. And her word
would win every single time. Another laugh escapes her and she slowly shakes
her head. “I like your honesty.” I like everything about her so far but I keep
my lips clamped shut. I’ve already said enough to make myself look like a total
loser.“So I’m guessing you’re definitely Hale’s daughter?”
ABOUT MONICA MURPHY: New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Monica Murphy is a native Californian who lives in the foothills below Yosemite. A wife and mother of three, she writes New Adult and contemporary romance for Bantam and Avon. She is the author of One Week Girlfriend and Second Chance Boyfriend.
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