Welcome to the blog tour for WHY STARS CHASE THE SUN, the first book in the new adult romantic suspense series, Forget Me Knot, by C.R. Ellis. See below for information the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
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Title: WHY STARS CHASE THE SUN
Series: Forget Me Knot #1
Author: C.R. Ellis
Release Date: June 26, 2018
Genre: New Adult Romantic Suspense
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A no-strings-attached adventure with the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen—this was my alcohol-slash-lust-fueled proposal, and given before I could consider the potential ramifications. While his looks alone are enough to make a girl swoon, it’s the rest of him—a perfect balance of mysterious, sweet, and effortlessly charming—that draws me in. Through his cryptic comments and half-answers, he’s quickly become an enigma I’m determined to solve.
One way or another, this adventure promises to snap the stagnant, lackluster pattern my love life has been locked in lately. Is it naïve and a little reckless to think this won’t blow up in my face? Probably. But the bigger question is the only one I need to answer…Is the chance to soar among the stars worth the risk of being burned when the sun eventually rises?
Love is a mistake I won’t make again.
My rules are simple. Keep things surface-deep. Don’t make plans. And never, ever get attached. One look at her is all it takes for me to break my first rule. One conversation with her is all it takes for me to question everything. Which means accepting her proposal is bound to be a mistake.
She has no idea who I am or what kind of demons I live with, so I tell myself there’s no harm in spending one day with her. But the more I lose myself in her, the more she brings me out of the darkness and into her light, the harder it’ll be to let her go. When reality comes crashing down on us in the worst way possible, I have to decide between walking away…or risking everything for the woman who breaks all of my rules.
“Quick, I only have five minutes until he’s supposed to call, do I look okay?” I asked into the camera, stepping back so I could give Jas a 360-degree view when I twirled around.
The dress she’d suggested was perfect. The color brought out my eyes, and the front dipped into a V, exposing enough cleavage to draw the eyes, but not enough to cross into slutty territory. The straps were about an inch thick, and the hem hit mid-thigh with a small slit on the left side.
Jas whistled at me from through the screen. “Mmm, gimme dat booty, girl,” she cat-called dramatically.
“What shoes?” I paused, frowning and looking down at my bare feet. “Wait, do I even need shoes? It’s just a virtual date; I’m totally overthinking this.”
“Wear those nude wedges you wore to the Hendrickson wedding. They’d be perfect. And, for the twelfth fucking time, you look gorgeous, Jade. Stop stressing. I’m pretty sure you could wear a paper bag and he’d still call you sexy and wanna rip it off with his teeth.”
I laughed. “Okay, nude wedges. Anything else?” I gave myself a once-over and then shook my head. “I’m not sure why I’m even nervous, this is ridiculous.”
“You’ll be fine. You’ll be all ‘ooh, Emmett, I looooove you, now ravish me.’ He’s not going to care what you’re wearing anyway.”
“Hey, I resent your impersonation of me. I do not sound all nasally and obnoxious,” I argued, narrowing my eyes and throwing my hands on my hips.
The jerk just flipped her wavy mane over her shoulder and laughed. “I’m going to get ready for drinks, and you should go, too. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
“Is there anything you wouldn’t do?”
She paused. “Good point. Maybe I should say do something I would do. Phone sex can be pretty great, just get creative. Did I tell you about that time—”
“Goodbye, Jasmine.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes to the sky, cutting her off before she could go into detail, then hit the END button.
I’d just slipped on the strap of my second wedge when there was a knock outside my door. “Jesus, Jas, I get it, you’re into some kinky shit. I don’t need details,” I called on my way to the door, thinking she’d crossed the hall to give me instructions in person. “I’m perfectly capable of originality in the sexcapades department, thank you very much.”
But it wasn’t Jasmine.
“Yeah, you are,” he replied through a smirk.
I launched myself at the man in front of me, hoping he wasn’t a figment of my imagination. When I didn’t fall on my face, I decided it was the real Emmett standing at my door.
About the Author
C.R. Ellis is a Texas native who writes contemporary romance novels with plenty of drama and humor, and just enough heat to ignite e-readers and paperbacks everywhere. She can almost always be found attached to her laptop with coffee nearby and her two trusty canine sidekicks by her side. When she’s not writing or plotting, she enjoys going to concerts with her sweet husband, dragging him along to see rom-coms at any theater that serves booze, checking off the next destination on her ever-growing travel bucket list, and trying new recipes.
Her passion for writing stems from her lifelong love of reading, and she often binge-reads entire books in a day. She’s an unapologetic book hoarder, and her paperback collection is rivaled only by her massive shoe collection.
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