Holy Cover Reveal Batman, check out this cover! I (Court) have actually read this book, and am in total fangirl love with my girl Cece. Add this to your Goodreads to be read list, and anxiously await the official debut of Cece Carroll!
Genre: Young Adult
Publication Date: September 16th,
2014
Book Description:
When home no
longer feels like home - where can you go?
When your
best friend won’t listen - who can you turn to?
When love
makes you feel weak - how do you protect your heart?
With
constant fighting at home, Emma decides working at High Street Books and
practicing avoidance is the best method to save her from more heartache.
She doesn’t
expect to meet Jake, the shop owner’s nephew,
who makes
her stomach do crazy things.
But Jake is
intent on pushing her away, and Emma must ask herself:
Is he
scared? Or is he hiding something?
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Winter is a story of love, family, and friendship and, when everything is
uncertain, trying to figure out where you fit in.
About the Author:
CeCe began
writing as an escape from her days as a corporate slave laborer. She grew up
splitting her time between the beautiful beaches of New Jersey and the bustling
city of New York. Currently, she lives in Massachusetts with her super handsome
and talented husband and two adorable, but often-sassy cats. CeCe gets excited
easily, mostly about travelling, food, and of course, her first love: books.
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Enjoy an Excerpt:
I
sigh. “It’s so toasty warm in here and so cold and wet out there, I don’t want
to get out.”
“I
could drive you right up to your door, but I don’t think your mom would
appreciate me parking in her pansies.”
“Probably
not,” I agree.
He
reaches into his pocket, shifting in his seat to pull his phone out of the
denim. “Let me get your number before you leave.”
I
don’t think a boy has ever asked me for my digits before, and having that boy
be Jake makes me ecstatic.
I
take a moment to calm myself before answering, and Jake must read that as a
sign to retreat because he adds, “You know I should probably have it…for
emergency purposes.”
I
tell him the number, and he shoots me a text so I have his. I say good-bye,
leave the warmth of his car, and start walking up the front walkway. Before I
reach the door, my phone buzzes in my pocket, signaling another text.
Jake: I trust you made it to the door okay. I
probably should have walked you so you wouldn’t have to suffer alone.
I
tease him back.
Me:
I made it, no worries, though I’m not
sure this counts as an emergency.
Jake:
Felt like one to me. Well, have a great
night. Don’t miss me too much.
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