RELEASE DAY LAUNCH: Perfect Kind of Trouble by Chelsea Fine

We are so thrilled to bring you the Release Day Launch for Perfect Kind of Trouble, the second novel in the Finding Fate series, by Chelsea Fine's! , a New Adult contemporary romance novel in the Finding Fate Series, and not to be missed!

Genre:

New Adult Contemporary Romance

Series:

Finding Fate Series

Pulbish Date:

June 17, 2014

Publisher:

Forever

Synopsis:

Sometimes when perfect falls apart, a little trouble fixes everything...

Twenty-one-year-old Kayla Turner has lost everything. After spending most of her life taking care of her ailing mother, she just wants to spot a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel. So when her late father-a man she barely knew-leaves her an inheritance, she finally breathes a sigh of relief . . . until she learns the inheritance comes with strings. Strings in the form of handsome playboy Daren Ackwood, her father's protégé. To see any of her inheritance, she's forced to team up with him. From his expensive car to those sexy dimples, Kayla's seen his type before. But Daren isn't who he seems to be...

Struggling to make amends for his family's mistakes, Daren has a life more Oliver Twist than Richie Rich these days. He's beyond grateful that James Turner included him in his will, but working with Turner's princess of a daughter to fulfill his cryptic last wish is making Daren wonder if being broke is really so bad. Still, she's just as beautiful as she is stubborn, and the more time he spends with Kayla, the less it feels right being without her. Soon Daren and Kayla begin to wonder if maybe the best gift Kayla's dad could have left them . . . was each other.

   

And don’t miss Book 1 in the Finding Fate Series…

   

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*Excerpt*

          Still handcuffed together, we carefully maneuver our linked wrists and open the old train door. Inside, the boxcar is completely empty except for a single, folded piece of paper.

          I scowl. Will this scavenger hunt for money ever end?

          “What do you suppose it is?” Daren nods at the piece of paper in the back of the train car. 

          “A check for a million dollars?” I say hopefully.

          The only way to reach the paper is to climb inside. Which won’t be easy since my chest barely reaches the bottom of the train car and we can’t climb in one at a time because, you know, we’re attached to one another.

          I frown. “How do you want to do this?”

          Daren scratches his jaw. “I’ll hoist you inside first then I’ll jump in. Come here.” He turns me around to face him and I step into the circle of his arms.

          The summer sun burns down on us. I stare at his chest where his T-shirt pulls tight against the hard muscles of his pecs and a trickle of sweat slowly slides down the back of my neck.

          The corded muscles of his neck ripple as he turns his head. “Hold on to my wrists. Then I’ll lift you up.”

          He places his big hands on my waist and his thumbs slide under my shirt, grazing the bare skin of my stomach. A warm zing shoots down my belly.

          I snap my eyes to him. “Did you do that on purpose?”

          “Do what?” His expression is neutral but there’s a glimmer in his eye.

          I eye him shrewdly as I wrap my hands around his wrists.

          He glides the pads of his thumbs over my stomach again and another, more powerful, zing darts straight down my belly and between my legs as I suck in a breath.

          “Cut it out,” I say.

          “Cut what out?” His eyes dance with amusement.

          “You know what.”

          “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” A mischievous grin spreads across his face and I can’t stop the smile that starts to play at my own lips. “Daren...”

          His eyes lock on mine and the twitching low in my belly starts up again. Then his gaze drops to my mouth and hunger lights his eyes.

          I absently part my lips, my thoughts suddenly hazy.

          Leaning in, he whispers, “Now do you want to kiss again?”

          His words flutter over my ear like soft, warm butterflies beating their wings against my sensitive skin and a shiver runs through me.

          The answer is yes. I do want to kiss him again. It felt so good to have his mouth on mine last night. To feel him up against me.

          But I don’t answer.

          He brushes his thumbs over the naked skin of my belly again, but this time dips them inside the waistband of my skirt and skims the lacey top of my panties.

          I inhale sharply, tightening my fingers around his wrists as my nipples harden and heat builds in my core. I rub my thighs together, trying to alleviate the ache slowly building between my legs but it’s no use. I’m already a tight puddle of need.

          How come this beautiful man can make me melt with just a simple touch? And how come it’s always so difficult for me to snap out of his sexy gaze?

          I blink away from Daren’s pretty brown eyes and playfully whisper, “No,” before shifting back a few inches.

          His eyelids, heavy with desire, open fully as he scans my face and throat with a smile. “Liar.”

          I smile back, grateful he doesn’t try to convince me otherwise. I’d no doubt give in if he did. Because Daren affects me.

          Every other guy on the planet is just that: a guy.

          But Daren is a force. And I am a feather.

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**About the Author**

Chelsea Fine lives in Phoenix, Arizona where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She’s ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

Stay connected with Chelsea Fine
Website

    

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***The Giveaway***

      

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BLOG TOUR: Best Kind Of Broken by Chelsea Fine

Welcome to the Official Blog Tour for Best Kind Of Broken, book 1 of the Finding Fate series, by Chelsea Fine!

Genre:

New Adult Contemporary Romance

Series:

Finding Fate series

Publish Date:

March 4, 2014

Publisher:

Forever

(Grand Central Publishing)

Synopsis:

SOMETIMES MOVING ON MEANS MOVING IN

Pixie Marshall wishes every day she could turn back time and fix the past. But she can't. And the damage is done. She's hoping that a summer of a free room and board working with her aunt at the Willow Inn will help her forget. Except there's a problem: the resident handyman is non other than Levi Andrews. The handsome quarterback was once her friend-and maybe more--until everything changed in a life-shattering instant. She was hoping to avoid hi, possibly forever. Now he's right down the hall and stirring up feelings Pixie thought she'd long buried...

Levi can't believe he's living with the one person who holds all his painful memories. More than anything he wants to make things right, but a simple "sorry" won't suffice--not when the tragedy that scarred them was his fault. Levi knows Pixie's better off without him, but every part of him screams to touch her, protecte her, wrap her in his arms, and kiss away the pain. Yet even though she's so close, Pixie's heart seems more unreachable than ever. Seeing those stunning green eyes again has made one thing perfectly clear--he can't live without her.

   

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*Character Interview*

Interview with Sarah Marshall (Pixie)

1. Hi Pixie, first off thank you for giving up some of your time for this interview. Tell me a little bit about yourself...say in five words.

Thank you so much for having me here today! Describe myself? Hmm… Messy, artist,

2. Being an Art major, what inspires you to paint?

Music! Many other things inspire me, like books and nature and other paintings, but music is what fuels my creative energy most often.

3. How did you get the nickname Pixie?

When I was six years old and Levi was eight, I put on my fairy Halloween costume and tried to jump of the roof—because I thought I could fly. Levi freaked out and he told on me. That day, he called me a crazy pixie and the name stuck.

4. You and Levi have known each other since childhood, what can you tell me about your history with him?

Levi was my best friend’s older brother. We grew up together, and even though he’s two years older than me, he was always a good friend of mine. But when we became teenagers and found ourselves attracted to one another, our friendship became more and more complicated. Until one day we kissed. Everything went downhill after that.

5. This is probably a touchy subject, can I ask how did you get your scar?

Last year, I was involved in a car accident with both Levi and my best friend. A large piece of jagged glass cut through my chest and left me with a scar that runs a full diagonal across my torso.

6. What is the first word that comes to mind when you think of Levi?

Safety.

7. If you could change anything in your past, what would you change?

I wouldn’t have let Charity and I get into her car that night we got in the accident.

8. Looking back, would you change anything that has happened, or not happened, this past summer?

Ooh! Good question. Hmm… No. I don’t think I’d change anything. I think Levi and I needed go through all that tension and awkwardness in order for us to heal and become close again. Moving into Willow Inn this summer was one of the best decisions I ever made.

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**About the Author**

Chelsea Fine lives in Phoenix, Arizona where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She's ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

Stay connected with Chelsea Fine

Website

    

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*My Thoughts*

Note: This review contains no spoilers

A story of best friends since childhood torn apart by tragedy. Pixie and Levi has not spoken or seen each other for almost a year since the accident. Then, they end up working and living in the same place. Day after day, awkward moments becomes an everyday routine for these two. And, everyday, they are reminded that they are "broken." When both Pixie and Levi are suffering the same loss in their own way, life and love finds a way to bring them together so they can heal.

Pixie's and Levi's struggle to live with this kind of loss definitely rocked me to the "core." I was brought to tears and laughter with every turn of the page. Told in both their points of view, I got a glimpse of how each of them are coping. Sometimes, I got frustrated with their ridiculous banter at trying to annoy each other...which in turn, I got a laugh out of it as well.

Chelsea Fine navigated these emotionally-marred characters smoothly with each chapter in which the story transitioned between characters. I didn't feel the urge to say, "huh?" I'll have to admit that this style of writing is somewhat new to me, but I liked it. I found that it worked in this telling of Pixie's and Levi's path to healing and finding friendship and love in the midst of all the heartbreak, heartache, guilt, and loss. I seriously could not put the book down...I was totally immersed in Pixie's and Levi's pain and guilt of that moment in time that changed everything. 

I could almost say that, in a way, Best Kind Of Broken is a coming-of-age story for the new adult genre. It brought me to tears, then brought a smile to my face...even some laugh out loud moments. A book worth reading.

My rating:

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***The Giveaway***

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Blog Tour Organized by

RELEASE DAY LAUNCH: Best Kind Of Broken by Chelsea Fine

Welcome to the exciting Release Day Launch for Best Kind Of Broken, #1 of the Finding Fate series, by Chelsea Fine!

Genre:

New Adult Contemporary Romance

Series:

Finding Fate Series

Publish Date:

March 4, 2014

Publisher:

Forever

Synopsis:

Sometimes moving on means moving in.

Pixie Marshall wishes every day she could turn back time and fix the past. But she can't. And the damage is done. She's hoping that a summer of free room and board working with her aunt at the Willow Inn will help her forget. Except there's a problem: the resident handyman is none other than Levi Andrews. The handsome quarterback was once her friend-and maybe more--until everything changed in a life-shattering instant. She was hoping to avoid him, possibly forever. Now he's right down the hall and stirring up feelings Pixie thought she'd long buried . . .

Levi can't believe he's living with the one person who holds all his painful memories. More than anything he wants to make things right, but a simple "sorry" won't suffice--not when the tragedy that scarred them was his fault. Levi knows Pixie's better off without him, but every part of him screams to touch her, protect her, wrap her in his arms, and kiss away the pain. Yet even though she's so close, Pixie's heart seems more unreachable than ever. Seeing those stunning green eyes again has made one thing perfectly clear--he can't live without her.

   

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*Excerpt*

Levi is so distracting. His arms are all raised, and his shoulders are all broad, and he’s fixing crap, and it’s just…it’s just…annoying.

With a huff and a puff and some choice words in my head, I grab my sliced bell peppers and force my feet to the stove. I throw the vegetables into a frying pan, grab a wooden spoon, and ignore Levi’s close proximity.

My body hums.

I ignore that too.

I steal a glance in his direction and watch as the corded muscles in his forearm flex as he unscrews something on the fire alarm box. Why does he have so many muscles in his forearm? That can’t be healthy.

I drop my eyes to the frying pan and focus on bell peppers, because bell peppers are interesting and they don’t have backs the size of Alaska or copious amounts of forearm muscles.

The forearm muscles that I’m not thinking about lightly brush my shoulder and the humming inside my body knots together and zips around like a bumblebee on crack.

I casually turn down the heat on the stove, like that’s the reason I’m suddenly a human vibrator, and go back to stirring. Levi goes back to screwing.

Bell peppers.

I’m thinking about bell peppers.

He brushes against me again, except this time his forearm grazes my breast and my body immediately goes wild like I’m some love-starved teenager and the humming dives low in my belly and the stove gets hotter and my breaths get shallow and suddenly bell peppers are the sexiest vegetable on earth.

From the corner of my eye, I catch his Adam’s apple bobbing with a nervous swallow, which can only mean one thing. The boob brush was an accident.

Well crap.

If he had been trying to cop a feel with his Hulkish forearm, I could have responded with some kind of snarky “you’re a pervert” comment. But it wasn’t on purpose and somehow that makes it sexier and now the cracked-out bumblebee is buzzing in my nether regions and my hands are starting to tingle and why the HELL is this stove so hot?

I turn the burner down another notch and take a slow, deep breath. I have a boyfriend. A great boyfriend. So this sexual frustration I feel around Levi is nothing to get my bee-loving panties in a bunch about. I just need to calm down.

Levi lowers his arm for a moment, his eyes still on the alarm, and stretches his neck.

Ah, the neck stretch. The universal sign of stress. Well at least I’m not alone in my frustration. My hot, distracting, pants-are-so-inconvenient frustration.

Wait, what?

Who said anything about pants? I am NOT thinking about pants—or lack thereof. Damn you, bell peppers!

I toss the wooden spoon to the side and move back to the counter where the threat of being turned on by a handyman or, you know, a sautéed vegetable is much less severe.

I bite back a groan. What was I thinking, living under the same roof as Levi? There’s no way I’ll survive the summer.

Hell, I can barely survive breakfast.

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Praise for Best Kind of Broken

"By turns humorous and heartbreaking, Best Kind Of Broken has become one of my favorites!" 

--- Cora Carmack, New York Times bestselling author of Losing It.

"You'll fall for Pixie and Levi, just like I did!"

--- Jennifer L. Armentrout (J. Lynn), #1 New York Times bestselling author of Wait For You.

"Tangled with friendship, history and heartbreak--not to mention a huge dose of humor--Chelsea Fine's New Adult novel is not to be missed! Beyond an incredibly HOT read, Pixie and Levi's longing for each other will have you rooting for them till the very end."

--- Jay Crownover, New York Times bestselling author of Rule

"This book destroyed me. Tore me into little tiny pieces. But somehow with lots of laughs and some very steamy times, Chelsea put me back together again! Chelsea Fine's style is witty, visceral and fresh. All I wanted to do was crawl inside this book and live with the characters. And now all I want is MORE."

--- Chelsea M. Cameron, New York Times bestselling author of My Favorite Mistake

"Sandwiched between laugh out loud moments and some serious heat, Best Kind of Broken is an unforgettable story of loss and forgiveness that will leave your heart aching."

--- Lisa Desrochers, USA Today bestselling author of A Little Too Far

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**About the Author**

Chelsea Fine lives in Phoenix, Arizona where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She's ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

Stay connected with Chelsea Fine

Website

    

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