When Our Worlds Fall Apart COVER REVEAL

***When Our Worlds Fall Apart*** 

COVER REVEAL  

Kennedy Conrad is everything he needs.

  Graham Black has two rules in life. Play baseball, so he can get the hell out of Tennessee, and leave your shirt on when you drop your panties.

He’s a typical all-American pitcher with the world at his fingertips. His devilish good looks and charm help him crawl into the beds and hearts of the girls at his high school. With secrets no one knows, he has every intention of running away from his hometown the minute he graduates. Nothing can get in his way. Until poor choices collide him into Kennedy Conrad.  

 Graham Black is everything she wants.

  Kennedy Conrad has her own set of rules. Dance with your whole heart, and make it through each day without being noticed.
She’s sweet and reserved, everything Graham’s not. After one fated night, she can’t stop him from noticing her anymore. She knows there’s a chance of heartache by letting him in. When the unthinkable happens to Kennedy, Graham realizes what he’s been fighting is what causes Kennedy to end up hurt. 

Can their love survive one more thing that is meant to pull them apart?

 

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Love is complicated. Add in high school and it’s bound to get worse.  

Kennedy Conrad spent her summer hiding from the world, leaving her plenty of time to relive every moment spent with Graham Black. Now at the start of her senior year, she has one goal. Avoid the boy who broke her heart. He seems to be everywhere she turns.

 Letting go isn’t always the easiest thing to do.

  Graham Black spent his summer parading around with nameless girls at endless parties. At the start of his senior year, he pretends to be okay with his choices and masks his pain, but Graham can’t escape the reminder of his own broken heart. Every time he turns around, she’s there. 

Sometimes people come into your life for different reasons. Someone new reminds Kennedy what she deserves, leaving Graham two choices: be pushed back into the shadows or fight for the only girl who’s ever understood him.

Can they find their way back as their worlds fall apart?

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Hey people of the internet! If you follow my Facebook page/Goodreads, then you know that I wrote a bonus scene for every ones favorite best friend! VIOLET! I've gotten an overwhelming amount of feedback about her character and I know why! She's hilarious and hard not to love! So, here's a special bonus scene of Violet with Dan (her POV)...

I walk straight through the front door of Dan’s house. I cringe when the door slams against the wall, echoing in my ear. The last thing I need to do is piss off his mother. Well, piss her off more than my presence already does.

Mrs. Wetherson isn’t my biggest fan. I can’t blame her. I’m no saint and I never claim to be. It’s no secret that I’m not the girl next door type. I won’t walk through her front door in a cardigan and pearls, like she hopes her precious son’s girlfriend would.

 “Dan, she’s here,” Mrs. Wetherson shouts as she peaks down the hallway from where she stands at the kitchen island.

A big part of me wants to give her the middle finger, but lucky for her, I like her son more than I hate her. “Hi, Mrs. Wetherson.” I wave with as much enthusiasm that I can muster up. I run up the stairs without seeing if she even says anything back.
 
I bust through the familiar door that leads to Dan’s bedroom to find it empty. I throw myself on the bed once I hear his shower running in the background. As I’m half way through the ESPN magazine that was splayed out on his mattress, the bathroom door opens with a cloud of steam that billows out around Dan.
 
“Hot enough for you?” I ask just when my eyes lift to his bare chest.
 
Dan saunters over to his bed. He bends at the knees until we’re eye to eye. “Of course you are baby,” he laughs as he stands to his full height in front of me. My eyes stay on him as he bends down to reach for his clothes. “Did she curse under her breath this time when you walked through the front door?” Dan turns to face me.
 
I sit up and cross my legs in front of me. “Why is it that she hates me so much?” I ask. I’ve never really worried myself with parental acceptance, but now that Dan and I are−whatever we are−it grinds on my last nerve that she has this animosity towards me.
 
“You corrupted her baby boy, Vi.” Dan smirks. “Why are you worried about her, anyway?” Dan drops his towel and pulls on his boxer briefs.
 
“Can we not talk about your mom when your penis is out? Just a suggestion…” I joke as I watch him slide on the remainder of his clothes.
 
Dan stalks over to the bed. His eyes inventory my face. I can feel the seriousness radiating off of him. 
 “Violet, I know you, and somethings wrong. You’ve been distant the last couple of weeks.”
 
I jump from the bed. His thoughtful eyes have their own way of burrowing down into my heart. I can’t lie to him when his baby blues sear into me like they are now. I walk over to the window and look out onto the back yard. My eyes fall over where the old tractor use to be. I close my eyes in an attempt to forget what its absence means.
 
“Vi, talk to me,” Dan presses.
 
“Do you know I used to sneak out there when you had parties?” I point to where that old tractor use to sit. I can feel Dan as he stands behind me. His hands land low on my hips. “I’ve been avoiding coming here since his attack. It just felt like a betrayal to her, to be here, to be where her life fell apart.” I turn towards Dan, but his hand stays planted on my hips.
 
“How is she?” Dan asks with a stern frown. I know he’s still bothered by the events of that night. How could he not be? It happened at his house.
 
“She’s strong. A lot stronger than I am,” my voice breaks as the words scatter out. “I should’ve followed her. I shouldn’t have let her go off on her own when I saw the way he was leering at her that night.”
 
“None of that is your fault,” Dan argues as he bends down to look me in the eyes. My small frame is tiny compared to his giant stature.
 
“I know it’s not my fault, but Dan, you didn’t see her. You didn’t see her that night in the hospital bed. He destroyed her,” I cry. The palm of my hand rubs over my forehead to try to damper my frustration. “Who could do that to her? She doesn’t have an untrustworthy bone in her entire body and he ripped that from her. How can she walk through this world with that on her shoulders? How can she walk on this earth knowing that there are people out there who have the ability to just rip you apart with no remorse?”
 
“Kennedy’s strong. She’ll stand tall and she’ll do it with you on her side,” Dan speaks softly with 
encouragement.
 
His words blanket me in their usual comfort. I can feel my shoulders relax. “How did I get lucky enough to have you?” I ask as Dan reaches up to wipe away a lone tear that sits on my cheek.
 
“I’m the lucky one, Violet,” Dan whispers. His strong arms wrap me up in a hug. Somehow he always knows what I need. “Please, don’t worry about her. Graham told me she’s been…” his words slow until the room falls silent.
 
My hands raise to his chest to gently push him away. My back turns on him because I need the distance between us. Just to hear Grahams name makes me see red. “Graham's the biggest asshole this side of the Mississippi,” I shout.
 
I hear his audible sigh. “Just forget about it, okay? The only thing you need to worry about is that Kennedy’s stronger than any of us could ever imagine and that Craig's going to get what’s coming to him.” Dan’s soft hand wraps around my wrist to urge me to face him. I oblige.
 
“You’re right,” I whisper. My eyes make the slow crawl up to his face where he greets me with a smile. I take a deep breath in and release it.
 
“God damn, you’re beautiful, Vi.” Dan winks. His lips find mine with a gentle, discreet kiss. “Even if my mom thinks you’re a devilish whore,” Dan speaks through our locked lips. I can feel his laughter as it shakes from his chest.
 
I poke him in the ribs as we fall apart from our embrace. “You’re an asshole, Dan Wetherson.” I roll my eyes. “Did she really call me a devilish whore though?” I ask in wonder and slight amusement.
 
“She did, but I explained to her that she had the devilish part right, but a whore you are not,” Dan jokes again.
 
“So, I’m devilish now?” My eye brow raise in flirtation.

“With this red hair.” Dan's fingers latches onto the ends of my hair. “You lure me in and make me do things that I probably shouldn’t be doing. None of that matters because for you…” Dan begins to explain. “For the devil, I would do anything.”

“Anything?” I tease.

“Oh yeah, anything,” Dan grins as he bends down and sweeps me up until my legs are wrapped around his waist.

I play along with his theatrics. My lips run against his to tease him, but they never fully connect with his. His breaths become shallow as my lips find their way onto his neck. I can tell he’s worked up into a frenzy. They glide their way up until they rest against his ear. “Take me to lunch then,” I whisper as I push off of him and jump to my feet.

“Are you shitting me right now?” Dan hollers. His hands point to his obvious predicament, which only makes me smirk with satisfaction. “You can’t do that, Vi. That’s not fair. You’re cruel, woman.”

“Don't forget...the devils never plays fair,” I whisper with a wink as I bite down on the corner of my bottom lip.

I turn and saunter away from where he stands. The sway of my hips is only to gain his undivided attention. Just as my feet hit the threshold to his bedroom he shouts to me, but I don’t bother to turn to look at him, “You are the devil, Vi, and I’d gladly follow your ass into the depths of hell.” 

I loved writing this bonus scene, so keep an eye out for any that I might post in the future! <3 <3
Thanks guys!!!!

 

I've been thinking about this for awhile and thought I'd write a post on here discussing it. In When Our Worlds Collide, if you've read it, you know that I talk about some pretty uncomfortable topics. I don't think it has anything to do with the age of my characters that make people uncomfortable, but more of the tabooness (That's not even a word!). 

I was inspired to allow my characters to experience certain things in life that we all like to believe don't happen. Underage drinking, bullying, sex, sexual assault are things that happen in real life. They are things that happen everyday and the idea of pretending as if they don't isn't something that I'm willing to do. 

I think that it's important to be honest when I'm writing. I'll tell you the truth...writing certain parts of When Our Worlds Collide made me extremely uncomfortable. That being said, it was something that had to be said and had to be written to do my characters justice. The characters I write are personal to me and what they endure is personal to me. 

I hope everyone enjoys When Our Worlds Collide for what it is and that's a truthful story of falling in love for the first time and the rawness of being a teenager.

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Hey Guys! It's my first post on here & let me tell you, I have no idea what I'm doing! :) 

I'm starting the blog primarily to share any news/teasers/etc about my books as I work and move through this crazy process. When Our Worlds Collide is my debut novel & I'm beyond excited about it. The whole self-publishing journey has been interesting to say the least. It's all been a learning curve.

I also want to use this blog to just discuss anything that's going on in the book world. 

I'm in love with reading & I am notorious for having a long list of books to suggest to friends. I will have many suggestions on what you should be reading next :) 

Thanks to everyone's never ending support on publishing my first book! It's been overwhelming in the best way possible!

Check out When Our Worlds Collide today!

Synopsis: 

Graham Black is everything that she wants.

Kennedy Conrad is everything that he needs.

Graham has a few rules in life. Play baseball, so he can get the hell out of Tennessee and if you plan on dropping your panties for him then you better keep your shirt on.

Graham’s your typical all-American baseball player with the world at his fingertips. His devilish good looks and charm help him crawl into the beds and hearts of the girls at his high school. With secrets that no one knows, he has every intention of running away from his hometown the minute he graduates. Nothing can get in his way. That is until his poor choices collide him into Kennedy Conrad.

Kennedy Conrad has her own set of rules. Dance with your whole heart and get by each day without being noticed.

Kennedy’s sweet and reserved, everything Graham’s not. After one fated night, she can’t stop him from noticing her anymore. She knows there’s a chance of heartache by letting him in and it’s when the unthinkable happens to Kennedy that Graham realizes that what he’s been fighting is what causes Kennedy to end up hurt.

Is Graham who Kennedy believes him to be? Or is he still who he was the night that their worlds collided?

Can their love survive one more thing that is meant to pull them apart?

When Our Worlds Collide

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-Lindsey