Body, Ink, and Soul
of the cover reveal: January 15th, 2014
Contemporary Romance / New Adult
Designer: K23 Design.
Body, Ink, and Soul Blurp:
Silverstone more commonly known as Nix, is a twenty-one year old that has
finally discovered her freedom. After living under the strict rules and
protection of her mother, Nix moved out with her two best friends in a quaint
little Seattle apartment. For the first
time Nix is finally able to spread her wings and breathe. Together, they get a
job working at a bar and for the first time everything is perfect.
friendships, a great job and fantastic man on the verge of becoming hers.
Tristan is the suave, intelligent, not to mention gorgeous law student that Nix
has her eyes and heart set on. For the first time, she has her life together;
that is, until her path crosses with Levi. The charming, tattooed and downright
sexy bad boy that Nix knows she needs to avoid.
when one of her friends moves out she is shocked to find that her new roommate
is none other than Levi. Flirting. Desire. Undeniable temptations. Nix can’t
deny the chemistry surging between them but she can’t forget her mother’s extreme
hate towards bad boys.
Nix have the strength to listen to her heart? Or will her mother’s rules cost
About the author...
was born and raised in a small village named Lacolle. She now lives in
Montreal, Canada. She is the proud mother of a beautiful five year old son,
Isaac and has spent the last twelve years with her boyfriend, Cedric.
is her native language, but she prefers to write in her second language,
English. She has a passion for books, both reading and writing them.
learn more about Jude Ouvrard, here are her links:
''Can I get you anything?'' I asked him, while taking all the
empty plastic glasses off the counter.
''A smile. Give me that and you’ll get the biggest tip
tonight.'' The slow seductive tone rolling off his shapely lips told me he
wasn’t just fooling around. His green eyes were staring at me like I was
dessert. This guy was hot and he knew it. The way his tousled light brown hair
went every which way, hanging down onto his forehead, told me right away he
didn’t care about his looks. He didn’t have to.
He wanted a smile? I shook my head. ''You don’t want a drink?
Just water, maybe?''
''No, just a smile. You're the most beautiful woman I’ve ever
seen and it's just a smile I want.'' He brushed his hand through his hair,
making it even more distressed.
I knew I was blushing and biting my lips in embarrassment.
His eyes refused to stray from mine, pinning me in place. I smiled, but not
because he asked. No, this was solely
because this very random man had pulled one out of me on his own. I saw the
humor in his eyes. He slid fifty bucks out of his pocket and onto the counter.
''Thank you, Princess. You just made my night.''
He got up and walked away. I could see the hint of tattoos
peeking out of his neckline and rolled up sleeves, but I was too astonished to
call after him or say anything. He was wearing simple black converse, washed
out jeans and a black long sleeve henley. There was something about him -
mysterious and inscrutable. If he wanted to get my attention, well - he got it.
Who the hell was that? I kept asking myself as he walked
away. I knew he was the guy Tyler had been excited to see, but I had never seen
him around here before. I knew I would have remembered that piece of man candy.
He didn't give me his name and I didn't give him mine. Not
that he had to ask - I had a name tag with my name on it. It was the strangest
thing that ever happened to me. My eyes remained trained on him until he opened
the door of the club and left. I found myself still watching the door, even
after it was closed, like I wanted to chase after him – which was insane. I
shook my head, willing myself to move on.
I began wiping the counter, pausing to watch Val entertain
her groupies at the station next to me. As I turned to grab more lemons, my
eyes were drawn again to the door. Tristan walked in with few of his friends. I
had never seen Tristan here before and even after our dinner date tonight, I
still didn’t expect it. I couldn’t tell if I was excited by the surprise visit
or nervous about it. I felt like he was parading a bunch of his buddies around
my bedroom, looking through all my dirty laundry. This was my home away from
home and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to let him in—yet. Not to mention I was still shaken up from Mr. Mysterious.