Sunday, December 15, 2013

SEAMLESS by .@RLGriffinAuthor (Holiday Excerpt/Giveaway)

Title: Seamless
Series: By A Thread #3
Author: RL Griffin
Release Date: December 10, 2013
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Professional, successful, survivor Stella has mastered the art of appearances and conquering what life throws at her. Time after time, she chooses to fight even though she's consistently poised to break. It's that fight to get her life back, to make things right, to survive that defines who she is. She's been loved, left, lost, blown up, shot, and exploited. Physically, she's almost completely put back together. Mentally, Stella's one step from a vindictive retaliation that may or may not be her best choice.
In Seamless, Stella has no choice but to step into the ring with someone who she once loved. It's a dirty fight that will take all she has. Will she do what it takes to win? Will she make it out alive?
You'll cheer her on until you realize all is not what it seems. Appearances can be deceiving.

Holiday Excerpt from TENSION

The weekend after Thanksgiving, George told her to get ready because they were going Christmas tree shopping. Apparently his family always drove to the same tree farm in Leesburg, Virginia, for a tree, and he wanted to get a tree with her this year.  Stella hesitantly agreed.
When he’d told her their plans, he leaned in and spoke softly in her ear.  "I want to make new memories with you. The holidays don't have to be depressing, you know."

"I know," Stella whispered. Before Jamie pretended to die, Christmas was great. Why should that motherfucker taint Christmas? She was done giving Jamie any power over her. With the exception of hate, she had no feelings toward the man she'd once planned on marrying.

They drove to a huge place in the country and he held her hand as they went up and down every aisle of the farm until they found the perfect tree. She wanted a small one, to start. They didn't have any decorations or ornaments, so she didn’t see any reason to get a huge tree, no matter how high the ceiling was.  He used a chainsaw to cut down a five foot, perfectly full and round Douglas Fir.  They threw the tree in the back of his SUV and drove to a little diner near the farm.  George was giddy like a schoolboy the entire drive.
When they pulled into the parking lot of a diner, George told her to wait.  He went over to open her door and helped her out of the SUV.  They walked into the diner, holding hands, and picked a booth toward the back.  As they sat across from each other, he reached over to hold her hand.
"This is the start of something epic," George declared, leaning back in his booth and releasing her hand.
"Something epic?"
He nodded. "Me and you. EPIC," he confirmed. He smiled, unleashing those dimples she loved so much.
"It's not really the start, is it?" she teased.
"This is still the beginning. I'm going to be taking you to this Christmas tree farm when you’re seventy-two.  I'm going to be cutting down the tree and helping you out of my truck. Then we’ll come to this diner for lunch and hot chocolate."
"You're going to be cutting down trees at eighty?"  She snorted out a laugh and then covered her mouth.
"That's the problem you saw with that story?" George dimples bobbed up and down. "I'm going to be doing so many things for you when I'm eighty."  He gave her a mischievous wink.

When they got back to his house, George easily carried the tree and put it in the den. Stella had questioned the placement of it so near the fireplace.
Laughing, George said, "You think this is my first tree here?  It'll be fine."
They walked to The Christmas Shoppe together.  The only stuff he had his mother had bought for him; they wanted to get their own decorations.  It was open year-round and had the most unique ornaments. They laughed the entire time, picking out a selection of traditional bulbs, some Irish St. Nicks, and a few beer ornaments.
George wanted an angel, but Stella had already picked out a pewter star to top their tree.  He had to go to the bar, but left only after giving her strict instructions.

“Do not put any of these ornaments on our tree,” George insisted, pulling out his sunglasses.
“Why?” she asked.
“Because we'll decorate together.  Preferably naked.”  Dimples.
She kissed his cheek and subtlety grazed her hand over his crotch. "Oh will we..." she said suggestively.
“Not. Fair.”  George adjusted himself, winked, and left.
 Stella waved him away with a smile, paid for their mountain of decorations, and headed home.  Home.
 The next morning, George made coffee and pulled out two Santa hats.  That’s all they wore as they strung lights and hung the ornaments.  Happy.

About RL:
R.L. resides in the Atlanta area with her husband, son and two dogs. She was born and raised in the South. She attended Georgia Southern University and moved to Washington, D.C. to intern in the United States Senate during the impeachment trial. Falling in love with the city, she went to law school at American University, Washington College of Law. By a Thread is R.L.’s second book, but is the first in a series of books.


  1. I haven't read this series yet, but it sounds awesome! Thanks for sharing :)

  2. No I have not. They sound great and are on my tbr. Thank you

  3. I have not read any of this series. I would like to! thanks for the chance.

  4. I haven't read this series but I can't wait to now!


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  6. I have not read any yet , but hope too. Deb P


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