About the Book
Title: Beauty and the Book Boyfriend
Author: K.M. Galvin
Genre: Contemporary Romance
When Bellamy Strong
started writing, it wasn’t with the intention of becoming the next phenomenon.
It was…to be blunt she had no friends. School is rough on the anti-social. It’s
even harder publishing your books and the world decides it wants a piece of
you.
Now her series is ending and her publisher is demanding she show up for her fans. End her reclusive persona. A three month, worldwide book tour dressed as Makyla, the lead character in her book. As for Maxsen, the love interest, her fans pick model Caleb Pace to play the role during a casting contest. No big deal right?
What happens when your fantasy comes to life and turns out better than you imagined?
Now her series is ending and her publisher is demanding she show up for her fans. End her reclusive persona. A three month, worldwide book tour dressed as Makyla, the lead character in her book. As for Maxsen, the love interest, her fans pick model Caleb Pace to play the role during a casting contest. No big deal right?
What happens when your fantasy comes to life and turns out better than you imagined?
**Recommended for ages 18 and up**
Author Bio
K.M. has a coffee addiction that's just begging for an
intervention and an obsession with music that borders on unhealthy. She’s
undefeated in the Office trivia and looking for her own Ron Swanson while she
writes. The entire Twenty-Something
series is now available.
Links
Twitter: @kelsiegalvin
Instagram: @authorkmg
Website: http://kelsiegalvin.wix.com/kmgalvin
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7750593.K_M_Galvin
Amazon Author page: https://www.amazon.com/K.M.-Galvin/e/B00I80Z2JI
Instagram: @authorkmg
Website: http://kelsiegalvin.wix.com/kmgalvin
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7750593.K_M_Galvin
Amazon Author page: https://www.amazon.com/K.M.-Galvin/e/B00I80Z2JI
Book Excerpts
Growling under my
breath, I bend down and begin shoving my stuff back into my bag.
“Here, you forgot
this,” a deep voice says from behind me. Still crouched, I spin on the balls of
my feet and immediately fall flat on my ass when I see who’s behind me.
Standing above me is
Max. My Max. But that’s not possible,
right? Maybe I’m having a psychotic break; the stress of the series is causing
me to hallucinate.
Max bends down,
bringing us to eye level. His face is
millimeters from mine. He lets out a breath and it washes over me. Actual breath. From his lungs. In. My. Face. I
gulp in air, finally able to breathe, and that’s a little better. I blink.
“Huh?” I croak.
Brilliant.
“I said you forgot
this,” he responds, his voice filled with laughter as he waves a tampon in
front of my face like a magic wand.
Goddammit, it’s a super.
My face fills with so
much heat I’m surprised it doesn’t singe my eyebrows straight off. Jumping to
my feet, I scrutinize him carefully. He follows my movements, standing to his
full height, and holy hell he’s tall.
At least a foot taller
than my 5’4.” Just like I’d imagined. His hair is a dark auburn, so dark it
looks like spilled blood at midnight; so dark it looks black until the sun hits
it. His eyes are honey-brown, almost supernatural in their color.
It’s supposed to be
unreal because he’s not real. What
the frick?!
His face looks as if
it’s carved from granite. In fact, every inch of him is defined. Light golden
skin is stretched tightly over his muscles, and even though he is wearing a
loose work out tank and track pants, I can tell he’s hard all over. I can tell
because that’s how I wrote him. I’ve known him for almost ten years now.
“Are you ok?” he asks,
his eyes crinkling at the corners with concern.
So many thoughts and
words, too bad they’re all trapped in my throat. My hand rises on its own
violation and… I poke him.
I poke his chest.
I touch him.
Holy effing shit!
“Oh my God!” I
whisper-yell. Am I dreaming? I pinch myself hard and yelp. Nope, I’m awake. “Oh
my God. This is not happening!”
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