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Monday, May 18, 2015

Book Blitz: Excerpt and Giveaway! Beautiful Little Fool by K.K. Hendin


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Eighty seven billion dollars. 
One dead New York business mogul. 
No heirs. 
No wives. 
No relatives. 
Eighty seven billion dollars. 
Not hers yet. 
He doesn’t deserve them. 
He doesn’t know what to do with them. 
She does. 
She always has. 
Eighty seven billion dollars. 
He’s overwhelmed. 
She’s prepared. 
That will should have had her name. 
Not his. 
Eighty seven billion dollars. 
His looks are a bonus. 
Her looks are her weapon. 
He’s fighting a losing battle against his heart. 
He doesn’t know it yet. 
Eighty seven billion dollars. 
She gets everything she wants. 
He’s what she wants. 
Love has nothing to do with it. 
To get to where you’re going, sometimes you need to step on a few people to get there. 
Good thing her heels are sharp.



Mr. Morris bustled into the room, holding a sheaf of papers. Every muscle in Cedar’s body stiffened. The board members all sat up straight.
“Well, then. I’ll just get started, then.” Mr. Morris cleared his throat, and began to read the will out loud. “I, Harold James Feingold, being of sound mind and…”
You could hear a pin drop as he read through the contents of the will. And when he got up to the part about Ellis, the room was so thick with tension you could have used it to soundproof Cedar’s office.
“And that’s it,” Mr. Morris said, looking up from the will. “Board meetings will be postponed for the next week, barring any emergency.”
“Who the fuck is Ellis Carrington?” One of the board members finally burst out, voicing the question that everyone had been thinking.
Cedar’s fingers were flying across her phone, Googling him as fast as she could. Heir of almost everything Feingold owned. And none of them had heard of him.
Harold, what the fuck were you thinking? She thought, furious, scrolling through Google. Graduate of business school. Lived in Connecticut. Parents died in a freak accident when he was five.
Nothing. It told her nothing.
There weren’t any recent pictures of him, which infuriated Cedar. She needed to know what he looked like, and she needed to know now. Not that it would make that much of a difference, but she had to know everything she could about him. And if he was attractive, all the better for her. 
Because whoever this Ellis Carrington was, he was hers. He didn’t know it yet, and he didn’t have to, but he was. 
And he’d find out soon enough.

KK Hendin’s real life ambition is to become a pink fluffy unicorn who dances with rainbows. But the schooling for that is all sorts of complicated, so until that gets sorted out, she’ll just write. Preferably things with angst and love. And things that require chocolate. She’s the author of the NA contemporaries HEART BREATHS and ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG.
THIS MUCH SPACE is the second book in her new series, TWELVE BEATS IN A BAR. 
KK spends way too much time on Twitter (where she can be found as @kkhendin), and rambles on occasion over atwww.kkhendinwrites.blogspot.com.



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1 comment:

alwssa12 said...

O carte care ma intriga, chiar vreau sa stiu care e faza cu el!!!

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