COVER REVEAL FOR CARINA ADAMS UNFINISHED BUSINESS!!!

Title: Unfinished Business
Series: Bastards of Boston Novel 
Author: Carina Adams
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 26, 2017

The Bastards of Boston live in a world most don’t understand. They follow their own rules, only accountable to each other, the innocents they protect, and the people they couldn’t save.

As president of the Bastards MC, Robert Doyle is the man behind it all. It’s his responsibility to keep his club safe, to be the smartest man in the room, and be ten steps ahead of everyone. He’d give everything he had, and sell his soul to the devil, to protect the ones he loves.

Until Rocker comes face-to-face with the pain he thought he’d buried. Old wounds are ripped open. Revenge consumes him. Once again he’s the teenager desperate to avenge his daughter’s murder and nothing else matters.

He calls me his angel, but the halo I wear caught fire a long time ago. There is no line I won’t cross, no law I won’t break. I’ll do whatever it takes to save him. If the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I’ll happily burn.

When past and present collide, we’re in for one hell of a bumpy ride.

I felt my eyes widen. In my mind she was still just a girl, short and straight, all gangly arms and awkward movements that come with being a young teen. Somewhere over the last few years, she’d grown up.

 

I hesitated for a brief moment, stunned. This woman was nothing but trouble; tall, athletic, and beautiful enough to make even me notice her. For a moment I stared into her eyes, completely blown away. If I hadn’t known better, I would have sworn there was relief in those depths. Something I’d thought I’d lost stirred in my gut.
“Don’t touch me!” She sneered, trying to get free as I caught her and gripped her shoulders tightly. When she couldn’t break the hold, she glanced over my shoulder, her panic clear. “Where’s Matty?”

 

“Not here.”
“Let go!” She shoved at me again. “I need Matt, not you.”
“You’re in my club, little girl.” I growled back, pushing back anything but the irritation that my stress free night had gone to shit so quickly. “If you didn’t want to see me, you should have stayed in that cushy little apartment I pay out the ass for.”

 

Blue eyes narrowed as she tipped her head back and looked at me. Seeing my shiner, she raised an eyebrow, her nose wrinkled in disgust. “Someone finally gave you the beating you deserved? Sorry I wasn’t here for that.”

 

The strong scent of alcohol on her breath made me clench my fists. She winced as my fingers dug into her flesh, and it took every ounce of self restraint I had to loosen my grip. I took a deep breath and tried to control my rage. “You’ve been drinking.” It wasn’t a question.
Her eyes narrowed in crystal clear hatred as she jerked her head back. “Go to hell.”

 

“Already been there, Brat. Fought my way out. I’m still here. Explain to me why you are.”
“I told Tonka Truck,” she sent Tank’s back a seething look, “I’m here for Matty. I meant it.” Her hands planted themselves on my chest. “Get the fuck away from me before I start to scream and these guys,” she leaned her head toward the table, “give you another black eye.”
I laughed humorlessly at that. 

 

The stupid little girl was fucking clueless. She could scream all she wanted here and not one of the brothers us would step in to help her. She wasn’t at some college frat party where a good Samaritan was waiting to rescue the pretty damsel in distress. Tank and I were the closest things in this room, and if we were the ones causing the scene, everyone else would sit back, drink and watch.

 

“Let’s go!” I snapped.

 

Cris shook her head. “I’m not leaving. Not without…”
“Now!” I yelled, cutting off her words.
Her jaw set. “Fuck off. I’m not leaving.”
I’d had enough of her attitude and manipulation to last a lifetime. I wasn’t about to cause an even bigger scene with the drama queen in front of me, risk the chance that someone would figure out she was worth something. Her brother could deal with her shit. I was done. 

 

If Matt had been here, I would have stepped aside and let him handle her. Since he wasn’t, she was my responsibility. Fucking bullshit best friend code. But, I knew he’d do it for me.
I did the only thing I could. I grabbed her, threw her over my shoulder, and strode out of the club.

 

When fists starting pounding into my lower back, and she started demanding I put her down, my hand itched with the need to spank the jean covered ass on my shoulder. As we made our way outside, I hoped the anger and hatred coursing through my veins was clear on my face. If any patched member stepped in, I’d have no place to argue – I wasn’t their equal yet, I was still a guest in their club. 
A few brothers nodded my way, amusement clear, as I headed for the door, but no one tried to stop me. Thank Jesus. I wasn’t sure what I would have done if they had. Probably something dangerous and definitely something stupid. 
Once the brat realized that she couldn’t fight her way down, she did the only thing an immature child like her would – she tried to pants me. I knew when she was quiet for a moment too long that she was up to something. I thought she was going to give it one final push and try to break free, but when her hands moved to my back pockets, and she gave the denim one solid yank, I almost laughed.
Instead, I yanked on my waistband, barely keeping it around my hips, and gave her thigh a warning squeeze with my free hand. The whole city could see my blue Fruit of the Loom’s, and I still wouldn’t put her down until I’d safely deposited her ass in my truck. 

 

When she gave them another push, I snapped. “Cut the shit Cris.”

 

“Fuck off.”
Such a polite and sweet little girl my best friend’s baby sister was.
An avid reader who loves epic and unconventional romance, Carina has an unhealthy obsession with Jason Statham, loves the sounds of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson, is the crazy friend your mom warned you about, and believes one day she will go through the stones to meet Jamie Fraser. 


Carina has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story.

None of which are anything like boring Prince Charming.

Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish – a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.


 

 

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Did I type that right?

Holy moly! It really is only TWO more days until Duplicity hits e readers everywhere! That’s exciting and terrifying from my shoes. Is your e reader ready for that? No? Easy, go #PREORDER your copy NOW! I mean it’s on sale for #99pennies and you can’t beat that for a New Release!

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AJ

DUPLICITY COVER REVEAL

If you missed it, I revealed the cover to Duplicity over at the Let’s Get Social! Event Room on Facebook this past Friday.

Pre-Order links are also now available for my non-kindle readers. Grab your copy today!

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I put in a lot of time to find a couple that could represent Jaime Lynn and Jesse. I learned through the process of working on this novel how underrepresented interracial couples are. I also learned there are more black women with white men images than what I needed, black man with a white woman.

I know a lot of photographers are catching wind of this and I can’t wait to see them bring us some beautiful images of people of all different colors!

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xo,

AJ

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Busy, Busy, Busy…

I know it’s been a bit since I posted. My girls finished up their dance season, we had company, went to San Francisco… BUSY!

An update.

Tomorrow Widower’s Aura will be sent to the editor. I want you to have the best experience reading my novels and that includes not having to fumble through grammar issues, etc… Teasers are being worked on but let me tell you picking lines that will leave you guys wanting more sounds easier than it really is. I have one created and I want one more at least.

I’m narrowing down my choice on Always Mine’s book cover. I will also be releasing the synopsis in the coming month or so. This novel features Lindsey and Marc’s story.

Book 3, Jaime Lynn and Jesse’s story, is currently in the works. Follow me on Facebook and Twitter to hear about my progress. I’m at 49% complete and I’m really happy with how it’s coming out. This one won’t have any suspense like Widower’s Aura and Always Mine but the conflict hits some tough, real life experiences and issues. It’s been quite the ride.

I can’t believe July is around the corner! My Pre-Release Blitz is July 19! That’s right around the corner!

I’m also a little under the weather. Here’s hoping I feel better fast! I just read Laura Kaye’s Hard to Let Go this week which was a great read and nice break.

So please bear with me during all this craziness. Feel free to chat me up on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. I’d love to hear from you! Don’t forget to follow me and make sure you have your pre-order set for Widower’s Aura, links can be found HERE.

Talk to you soon!

❤ AJ

 

EXCITED!

Gosh, I can’t even believe I’m at this point! I’m so excited to announce that Widower’s Aura is now available for pre-orders at Barnes and Noble, Kobo, iBooks and Smashwords.

I never thought this was a path I’d take but I’m incredibly happy with it. I hope you fall in love with Sofia and Noah as much as I did.

Special thanks are in order to my husband who backs me up on anything that makes me happy, I’m so blessed to have my own happily ever after. In no specific order and I hope I don’t leave anyone out. Thank you, Brenda, Julie, Lucy, Angie, Al, Alli, Alex, Patti, Katie, and Paula. You have all accepted my texts and phone calls as I frantically spill out ideas or cries for help. So many others have supported in various ways and have been cheerleaders and I can’t thank you all enough.

Thank you for holding me up when I lost faith in myself. The right words do-not-exist, but thank you from the bottom of my heart.

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