Tuesday, September 8, 2015

*** Giveaway & Book Tour for RAVEN by Ashley Suzanne ***

Flight or Fight #1
Ashley Suzanne
Re-Releasing Sept 8th, 2015

In the debut of Ashley Suzanne’s
blistering-hot Fight or Flight series—perfect for fans of Monica Murphy and J.
Lynn—two sparring partners put their hearts on the line and push their bodies
to the edge.

Fields is done being a punching bag. When Rian was thirteen, her only friend
walked out on her, leaving Rian alone to mourn when she lost her mother three
years later. Then he came back into her life senior year, igniting new
desires—and breaking her trust permanently when he enlisted in the army. Now
Rian has finally found an outlet for her rage against the world: mixed martial
arts. But just as she’s learning the ropes, Garrett Rhodes turns her life
inside-out one more time.
much they hurt each other, Garrett never got over Rian. So when he gets the
call that she’s in jail, he bails her out, no questions asked. The years have
toughened her. Made her harder. Sexier. All she needs to make it as an MMA
fighter is the right coach, and Garrett’s man enough to train her. He just has
to go toe-to-toe with “Raven,” the fearless woman who takes control in the ring
. . . without falling for Rian, the vulnerable girl who still drives him crazy.

“Rian? Rian, wait up,” a gruff voice calls.

Being new to the school and not having had the chance to 
make any friends yet, I keep moving, knowing he’s yelling for 
someone else that coincidentally has the same name.

I turn around to examine my surroundings, when a tall, lean 
boy runs directly into me, scattering my books and schedule 
across the hallway. Reaching down to pick up my belongings,
 the entire world stops when I make eye contact with the 
person who’s been screaming my name up and down the 
corridor. He was in fact calling out for me.

“Garrett,” I hoarsely whisper.

“I knew that was you back there. Not too many chicks named Rian,” he jokes, handing me a book I failed to retrieve.
“How did you know I was here?” Of all the schools in the 

world, I’m at the one with the only friend I ever really had.

“I was sitting in the back of Ms. Sullivan’s class. I didn’t 

recognize you at first, but when she said your name, I knew 
had to be you.” Garrett pulls me into his arms and hugs me

tightly. If I wasn’t carrying all of this stuff, I would have 

hugged him back. There’s so much to tell him. So much to

 talk about.

“Well, I have to get to class. Can we talk later?” I ask, not 

wanting to be late to another class.

“Yeah, meet me in the front. I’ll give you a ride home.” 
more squeeze and he starts walking in the opposite direction.

The rest of the day passes by in a blur. All I can think about is 

seeing Garrett again. It’s amazing how he’s always there 

when I need him most. Kind of like my own personal  

guardian angel disguised in loose jeans, a tight T-shirt, and 


Waiting just outside the main entrance, I see his eyes before 

anything else. He’s the only person I know with such 
yet comforting, blue eyes. It’s probably the only thing that 
hasn’t changed about him over the last three years. Standing
 a good foot taller than the other boys, he effortlessly moves 
through the crowd until he’s standing right in front of me.
“You ready?” he asks.
“Yep.” The butterflies I used to get when I knew him before come fluttering back, stealing all coherent thoughts from my 
brain. Please, God, don’t let me be one of those girls.

Garrett grabs my hand and I try to ignore the electric current 
racing up my arm, down my spine, and straight to my belly. 
I’ve never been electrocuted, but it probably feels just like 
this. Weaving through the rest of the students making their 
way through the parking lot, Garrett stops at a lifted black
pickup truck. For the life of me, I’m not sure how I’m going to
 get inside this beast.
“Need some help?”
“If you want me to get in this thing, then yeah, I’m gonna 
need some help.” Before my brain has time to catch up, 
Garrett grabs hold of my hips and hoists me up and into the 
As I bunch my skirt between my knees, Garrett shuts the door, leaving me alone. I wait for him to enter and my 
thoughts are racing wildly through my head. How did he 
afford such a nice truck? Does he have a girlfriend? Does he know about my mom? Does he think I’m pretty? Can he tell 
I’m attracted to him? These aren’t a thirteen-year-old’s 
feelings I used to have for Garrett. No, we’ve skipped right 
over the puppy-love stage and entered the “how long until 
he’s rounding the bases?” phase, and the overwhelming 
need to know what his mouth tastes like and how his hands 
feel on my body have me ready to combust.

Garrett climbs into the truck, fires it to life, and takes off out of 
the parking lot like he owns the damn thing. Speeding down 
the road, we’re a good five minutes from the school before 
Garrett opens his mouth to speak.

“You’re lookin’ real good, Rian.”

“Thanks. You too,” I respond, trying to hide my crimson 
cheeks from his view.

“Where ya staying? You and your mom just move to town?” 
He has no idea what’s happened. One of a billion questions
 has been answered.

“Yeah and no. My mom died. I’m living down here with my aunt Elaine.”

Garrett’s face drops and he fumbles for a minute until he can
 find the words. “I’m real sorry, Ri. What happened?”

“Can we not talk about that right now? I wanna know what 
you’ve been up to.”

“Been living here since Dad got transferred a couple years 
back. I start on the basketball team and work part-time at the 
deli across town. Nothing real exciting.”

I shift nervously in my seat, wanting to ask about any 
romance in his life, but I can’t find a way to do it without 
prying. If he wants to tell me, he will.

“I’m really digging the new look. When I left, you were all 
about what the other girls were wearing. It’s cool to see you
 come into your own.” Turning my head toward the window, 
I let a small smile crack—the only one that’s shown since 
before everything happened with Tom. It feels real nice.
“Thanks. I like it, too. Feels more like me, you know?”
“Yeah. You always did like the way your mom dressed. 
You look just like her.” Quickly realizing that he’s talking about my 
mom again, he shuts his mouth and shakes his head.
 “I’m sorry. It’s just weird that she’s not here.
 I didn’t mean to upset you.”
I don’t even realize that tears have started to pool in my 
eyes, glazing them over. “It’s fine. These are her clothes. 
When I left home, I didn’t want to be the same girl I had been 
before. Worrying about what the latest trends are just to fit in 
was never me. I had to make do when you left. It was hard 
without you,” I whisper, wishing I could take it back.

“If I didn’t have to leave, I never would have. You know that, 
right? You were my best friend.”

“I know if you didn’t have to, you wouldn’t have. It wasn’t 
pleasant. For so long, I had you to protect me from the 
wolves, and then one day you were gone. 
I’m happy to see you again.”
“What do you say we make up for some lost time?” Garrett 
asks with a devilish grin. I know that look and exactly what 
he’s planning to do.
“There’s a lake nearby?” I’m not familiar with the area, only 
having come here a few times when I was younger, but he 
has to know it like the back of his hand by now.

“Yep. You up for it?”
“I ain’t no chicken. Let’s go.”


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Ashley Suzanne has been writing for as long as she can 
remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories
 and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents
 also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the
 bestselling author she is today. When Ashley isn’t coming up
 with her next story, you’ll most likely find her on the couch, 
telling her husband all about her new book boyfriend, or 
spending quality time with her two gremlins . . . er, adorable children.

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