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Welcome to
Rush Hunt. A YArush hosted scavenger hunt with exclusive content from
a number of published and forthcoming Entranced titles, a huge prize,
and loads of fun. Along the scavenger trail you’ll find a mix of YA
and NA titles from Entranced Publishing’s Rush imprint.
Look out
for these 11 titles!
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EXCLUSIVE CONTENT: PROM SCENE, LEVI'S POV!!
The
Georgia Corbins
is a heart wrenching YA contemporary told from three characters. Ali,
the heroine and two brothers, Levi and Tucker. We hope you enjoy this
pivotal scene retold from Levi’s point of view.
Levi
Corbin
The
sound of Cotton
Eyed Joe
filled the gym. Cass and Kayla both shrieked and tried to pull Ali
onto the dance floor. She yanked out of their hands and sauntered up
to me. She plucked my cowboy hat from my head and put it on her own
before winking at me. I couldn’t help but smile as she joined Cass
and Kayla on the dance floor. I’d always enjoyed looking at Ali and
watching her, but damn, watching her dance, watching her hips shake,
and the smile on her face – it was surreal. She was absolutely
gorgeous, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I didn’t know
about the other guys, but I definitely enjoyed the show. When the
song ended, I grabbed Ali around the waist and spun her around. She
laughed and tried to put my hat back on my head.
“No,”
he said. “It looks better on you.”
“I
do look sexy, don’t I?” she asked, striking a stupid pose.
I
laughed. Her pose was silly, but she could wear a potato sack and
look sexy. “You have no idea,” I said, pulling her into my arms
again. Her blue eyes twinkled in that way they did when she was
happy, and my desire for her tripled. I couldn’t imagine a future
without her in it, without the ability to do what I was doing right
now: holding her in my arms, looking into her eyes, just being with
her.
“Thanks,
but it doesn’t really match my dress. Plus, I really like how you
look wearing it.” She put it back on my head.
“Really?”
I cocked a brow and slowly brought my mouth to hers.
Before
I could kiss her, my brother interrupted. “I reckon I’ll take you
up on that dance now,” Tucker said.
I
smiled tightly and reluctantly released Ali. Of course Tucker would
chose right now to want to dance with Ali. It was hard not to scowl
at him or make a snide comment, but I’d promised Ali that tonight
would be like old times, that for her sake, Tucker and I would get
along. And I was not going to be the one to break that promise to
her. So, I stood off to the side and watched as my brother danced
with Ali.
I
noticed the way he put his hands on Ali’s waist and how she
responded by putting her arms around his neck. Tucker said something,
and then Ali laughed. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop
the jealousy I felt building in my gut. I didn’t like seeing her
with him. I didn’t like knowing he could make her smile and laugh
like that.
“You
stare any harder and they’re going to have holes in their backs,”
Kayla said.
I
glanced at her and smiled. “Can’t help it.” I shrugged and
averted my gaze back to Ali and Tucker just in time to see him lean
down and kiss Ali’s cheek. I forced myself to take several deep
breaths. At least he didn’t kiss her on the lips.
“You
and Ali look really good together,” Kayla said.
I
knew she was trying to distract me, and I was thankful for that.
“Thanks. You and Tucker don’t look so bad either.”
Kayla
laughed. “That’s real nice, Levi.”
“Okay,
you look beautiful, and next to you, Tucker doesn’t look all that
bad. Is that better?”
She
rolled her eyes, but smiled. “You really know how to flatter a
girl, don’t you?”
I
laughed and bumped her shoulder with mine. “There’s only one girl
I want to flatter.”
“Yeah,
yeah, I know. You better go get her,” Kayla said as the song came
to an end.
I
winked and made my way toward Ali. I pulled her out of Tucker’s
arms and into mine. “My turn.”
Ali
glanced at Tucker and gave him a small smile. Despite his best
efforts to do otherwise, I caught him sulking off to the other side
of the gym. I knew how he felt, but in all fairness, Ali was my
date. Toby Keith’s You
Shouldn’t Kiss Me Like This
played. Ali looked back at me. This was one of her favorite songs.
Talk about a perfect moment. I held her close and brought my lips to
her mouth, kissing her softly, kissing her like it’d be the last
time I’d ever have the chance, which could very well be the case.
Ali threaded her fingers in my hair. I loved it when she did that. It
always sent shivers through my body.
She
moaned so softly I felt it before I heard it. In that moment I knew,
there was something different about this kiss, something special and
unique. I released her lips and we stopped moving. I looked down at
her, and she up at me, and the emotion I saw in her eyes stole my
breath. There was no denying it, and there was no confusion as to
what I saw. It was the same emotion I felt right then – love.
“Levi,”
Ali whispered, running her thumb over my lips.
I
closed my eyes and kissed her finger, not wanting the moment to end,
not wanting the feelings to evaporate. We started dancing again, and
I put my mouth to her ear and sang the lyrics of the song. I knew
that she knew the song, but I needed her to know that the words in it
expressed exactly how I felt. And then, at the exact right moment,
she took my face into her hands and kissed me. We stood there for
what felt like hours, just holding onto each other and kissing. I
never wanted to let her go. Even when the music stopped, we still
stood there, not moving except for our mouths and tongues playing
with each other.
“Ali.”
I took a deep breath. What the heck had just happened? Was it
possible? Did Ali just tell me she loved me without saying the words?
It sure as hell felt like it. She held my gaze as we both tried to
figure out what the other was thinking. I put my palm on her cheek,
and she leaned into me, closing her eyes. It was on the tip of my
tongue to say it, to just tell her how I felt, to tell her that I
loved her and I didn’t ever want to be without her.
But
before I had the chance, Cass said, “Can I borrow Ali for a
minute?” And then she dragged Ali away from me.
And
just like that, the moment was ruined. I stood, staring dumbfounded
as Ali left the gym with Cass. Kayla followed behind them. I put my
hands on my knees and bent over, trying to catch my breath and gather
my thoughts. I’d never felt anything so intense in my life.
“Hey,
you all right man?” Jimmie Allen asked, patting me on the back.
I
straightened. “Yeah, I’m okay. It’s just a little warm in here,
don’t ya think?” I nervously fidgeted with my tie in an attempt
to loosen it.
“I
don’t think your body temperature has anything to do with how hot
it is in the gym.” Jimmie Allen laughed.
I
groaned. If he’d seen what just happened between me and Ali, then
chances were good that Tucker had, too. I glanced around the gym
looking for him, but I didn’t see him anywhere. Thank goodness for
small miracles. A moment later, Ali and the girls returned. She still
looked a little flustered, but she appeared to be handling it better
than I was. Had I misread what happened? Did I only see what I wanted
to see? Did I just imagine that look I’d seen in her eyes? That
emotion I’d felt in her kiss?
“I
know what we should do,” Kayla said, clapping her hands. “All of
us should go have a picture taken together. It’ll be fun!”
“Shouldn’t
we wait for Tucker?” I asked.
Kayla
gave me a strange look. “Tucker’s right there.” She pointed to
the door in the corner.
Where
the heck did he come from? I swore a second ago he hadn’t been
there.
Once
Tucker rejoined us, everyone agreed and we made our way toward the
photographer. It was hard to fit all eight of us into the shot, but
we managed with some creative posing. Tucker and I stood in the back
with Kayla and Ali in front of us. Brody and Jimmie Allen kneeled on
the floor while Cass and Shelby sat on their knees. Just as the
photographer snapped the picture, Cass and Shelby each lifted a leg
and crossed them in the air. Kayla wasn’t too pleased that they’d
“ruined” the picture, but Ali thought it was funny.
After
the picture, I took her hand and led her toward the punch table in
the hallway. I poured her a cup, and then got myself one. We stood in
silence for a moment, both of us sipping at our punch. Then I just
couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to know. “What happened in
there, Ali?” I asked.
She
met my gaze, and it looked like she wanted to say something,
something that could potentially change things between us forever.
But, finally, she simply said, “Can’t we just enjoy it?”
“I
don’t know.” I set my cup on the table, and then took hers and
did the same. “Can we do it again?”
Her
laughter died as I slid my arms around her waist and pulled her
close. She licked my lips. “We can try.” Her voice was a
breathless whisper that set my insides on fire.
I
smiled. “Next time I kiss you like that, it’ll be when we’re
alone.” I wanted there to be no mistake about how I felt, and I was
determined that next time we shared a moment like that, it would be
when we could explore it – fully and without interruption.
“Come
on, let’s go dance some more,” she said, taking my hand and
pulling me back into the gym.
Rush
Hunt Number: 6
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Author Bio: I
specialize in dark, paranormal romance – think “happy ever after”
but with a twisted, dark chocolate center. Real-life romance isn't
only filled with hugs, kisses, unicorns, and rainbows. True-love can
be more thoroughly described in times of darkness and tribulation.
It’s in those harsh moments where you see what a person is truly
capable of – both the good and bad. Sometimes prince-charming isn't
always on time, and the glass slipper is a little snug. However, it
doesn't mean Charming is not Mr. Right, and who says every shoe is
the perfect fit?
