Out of Time by Shona Husk

Out of Time by Shona Husk

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Buy Links:

http://www.escapepublishing.com.au/product/9781760378158

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/out-of-time/id1024910257?mt=11

http://www.amazon.com/Out-Time-Face-Music-Book-ebook/dp/B013AI1I22/

Blurb:

The fabulous New Adult series from Shona Husk continues: he wants to shut out the world; she wants

to invite it in…

Mike Peterson has learned the hard way that the good really do die young. He and his mum only

have each other, and now she’s losing her second battle with cancer. He wants to stay with her; she

wants him to keep following his dreams. He doesn’t have long to decide and the rest of the band is

waiting on him. Whatever choice he makes, he will lose.

Living at home has become impossible for Ava Brand. Her very religious, very traditional

grandmother would like to see her married off to a nice Indian boy. But Ava wants to make her own

choices. Meeting Mike gives her a chance to rebel.

What starts off as easy rapidly becomes complicated, as their problems expand and emotions bubble

to the surface. Neither has time for complicated, as Ava’s family discovers her extra-curricular

activities and Mike has to make incredibly hard choices. But love never waits for the perfect time,

and Mike and Ava are going to have to decide if they’re playing for fun, or playing for keeps.

‘I don’t know why I texted you.’ Her lips curved into a small smile before she pinched

her lower lip between her teeth, as if to stop it from spreading. ‘I just wanted to get out and

thought that if you were close by …’

‘And here I am.’ This wasn’t awkward at all. What were they doing?

She nodded and her gaze skimmed over him. ‘And here you are.’ She took a step

closer.

He could reach out and touch her, yet he didn’t. He hadn’t been this hesitant in a

very long time. But Ava wasn’t some random chick whose name he didn’t know or couldn’t

remember. Her name was etched inside his skull. ‘Did you want to go for a walk?’

‘Why not.’ She flicked him another little smile.

Why not indeed, he wasn’t sure what else they were going to do. This was outside

their usual activities. They walked down the road a bit toward the foreshore. He was aware

of her arm when it brushed his. And while they had sat close after a ride, this felt different.

How different did he want it?

He wasn’t sure. He liked what they had and that they could talk and there were no

complications. But his fingers brushed her hand and then her fingers were linking with his

and then they were holding hands before they reached the grassed foreshore.

Around them people moved, walking from wherever they’d parked their car or

jumped off the bus. She wouldn’t want to be down here when the show started, not when

she could be watching from her balcony with her friends, plus they’d wonder where she

was. He glanced back up the road toward the hotel.

‘Guess I should go back.’ She didn’t sound entirely convinced.

‘I’ll walk you.’ He didn’t care if he missed the whole thing. They went back the way

they’d come.

They were almost there when she stopped. In that heartbeat, he knew this was

about to get complicated and he wasn’t going to do a damn thing to stop it. He’d wanted

her the first time he’d seen her. The heat of the evening was on his skin and her touch was

under his skin.

If she invited him up, he’d follow.

Fuck. He had no condoms.

Maybe she did … but the thought brought him up short. He liked her. He didn’t just

want to sleep with her. If he did that, then what happened next? Did they go back to just

being friends … is that what had been happening, or had she wanted more from the start?

It was complicated already. He’d been pretending otherwise because Ava was a very

pretty distraction.

A quick screw never brought this headache, neither had making love with a

girlfriend. He wasn’t sure he remembered how to do that. It had been too long.

She looked up at him and stepped closer. ‘I remembered why I texted you.’

‘Uh-huh.’ He’d kind of got that. He was sure his heart was about to self-destruct in a

frenzy of lust and anticipation.

He put his hand on her waist. He knew she was all lithe muscle. Her riding gear had

given him plenty to think about in the shower. She probably wouldn’t find that flattering.

After giving her a moment to pull away—she didn’t—he drew her a fraction closer.

Neither of them moved. Her lips were tilted up, and her fingers were locked around

his. He drew in a breath. If he crossed the line, he wouldn’t be able to uncross it. He didn’t

need this. His life was a mess that he couldn’t afford to screw up further. His dick pulsed. It

had only been a month, not even a full month. It wasn’t going to drop off if it didn’t get

used.

‘Kiss me,’ she whispered.

Any resistance he’d had was shattered by those two words. He leaned down and

brushed his lips over hers. All other thoughts melting away.

She wanted him and he needed her. But he didn’t rush the kiss and neither did she.

It slowly deepened from first kiss to more. Her free hand slid over his chest to land on his

shoulder. He closed the last few centimetres between them.

Still she didn’t pull away.

There were too many people around to do more here. But he moved against her,

leaving no doubt about what he was thinking. She gasped then swayed her hips.

He wanted to pick her up and have her against the nearest wall—which had been his

first thought the first time he’d seen her. Her hotel was only metres away. He was pathetic,

drawing boundaries, only to ignore them when he changed his mind.

Her tongue found his ring. Then her teeth gave it a gentle tug. She gave a little laugh

as he growled.

‘You like that one?’

‘Mmm. Do you have any more?’

No, he didn’t, and this is where things usually took a dive. But he wasn’t drunk and

neither was she. And they weren’t strangers. But he didn’t want to give up all his secrets too

soon. ‘Maybe, maybe not.’

She was still pressed against him. Her body moulding to his. She reached up and took

another kiss. ‘Guess I’ll have to wait to find out.’

Her fingers slid free from his and then she was drifting out of reach. She took a

couple more steps back, her eyes still on him.

He covered the distance in a few quick strides. Kissed her again. Harder this time;

then drew back, knowing there wasn’t going to be anymore tonight. It was better this way.

No sex to make a mess of things. It was fairly obvious that it was on both their minds. ‘Enjoy

the fireworks.’

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Author Bio:

Shona Husk lives in Western Australia at the edge of the Indian Ocean. Blessed with a lively

imagination she spent most of her childhood making up stories. As an adult she discovered

romance novels and hasn’t looked back.

With over forty published stories, ranging from sensual to scorching, she writes contemporary,

paranormal, fantasy and sci-fi romance. Her latest release is Out of Time, a Fremantle set rock

star story.

Crafting a romance

I’ve been published for five years now. In that time the publishing industry has changed so much.

However one thing hasn’t changed and that is that readers want a great story. That hasn’t changed

for thousands of years and will probably never change.

What makes a great story depends on what the reader is looking for. Some days I feel like a thriller

other times I want a contemporary romance or a fantasy novel that will suck me into another world.

At the heart of every book though are the characters. For romance there are usually 2, although

sometimes more (wow does it get tricky when writing a romance between 3 or 4 people, all those

emotions as not everyone is in the same emotional place at the same time!).

When I have an idea I like to spend some time getting to know my characters and plotting. I have to

know a bit about them before I can work out their story. I need to know their hopes and fears, their

most secret desires, or secrets they’d never tell anyone. Of course they will have to face their fears

and reveal their secrets before the story is over. They also need a partner who will challenge them

and complement them.

By the end of the romance both characters should be better people so they have earned their HEA.

Reading a lot can help an author, but studying the craft and structure of fiction and applying it can

elevate the story further. I am always looking at craft books and pulling books apart to find out why

they work.

Even though I write romance different genres have different things to offer. How does horror create

those chills down a reader’s spine? How to thrillers wind up the tension?

I also like to pick apart movies for exactly the same reason. Was that a turning point? Notice how the

film’s opening and closing form a nice bracket? Symbology is also easy to spot in a film and a film can

be watched in a much shorter time than reading a book so you can get a better overview of the plot.

I am always revising my plotting methods and looking for ways to improve. I try new things and

dabble in new sub genres to see if I can.

That was how the Face the Music series started. Out of Rhythm was a piece I wrote for me to see if I

could write a contemporary romance about an up and coming band—I didn’t want to write about

successful rock stars because there are plenty of people doing that already plus the interesting bit

for me is the time before they make it big.

Finding the story that you want to tell, need to tell, is what makes your story come alive.

Here are some of my favorite craft books to get you started:

The Key by James N Frey

Passionate Ink by Angela Knight

GMC: Goal, Motivation and Conflict by Debra Dixon

The Virgin’s Promise by Kim Hudson

Out of Time

The fabulous New Adult series from Shona Husk continues: he wants to shut out the world; she wants

to invite it in…

Mike Peterson has learned the hard way that the good really do die young. He and his mum only

have each other, and now she’s losing her second battle with cancer. He wants to stay with her; she

wants him to keep following his dreams. He doesn’t have long to decide and the rest of the band is

waiting on him. Whatever choice he makes, he will lose.

Living at home has become impossible for Ava Brand. Her very religious, very traditional

grandmother would like to see her married off to a nice Indian boy. But Ava wants to make her own

choices. Meeting Mike gives her a chance to rebel.

What starts off as easy rapidly becomes complicated, as their problems expand and emotions bubble

to the surface. Neither has time for complicated, as Ava’s family discovers her extra-curricular

activities and Mike has to make incredibly hard choices. But love never waits for the perfect time,

and Mike and Ava are going to have to decide if they’re playing for fun, or playing for keeps.

Buy Links:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B013AI1I22/?tag=shohus-20

https://itunes.apple.com/au/book/out-of-time/id1024910257?mt=11

https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/out-of-time-51

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/out-of-time-shona-husk/1122557567?ean=9781760378158

https://www.goodreads.com/series/149920-face-the-music

You can find out more at http://www.shonahusk.com

http://www.twitter.com/ShonaHusk

http://www.facebook.com/shonahusk

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