Sunday, April 19, 2015

Blog Tour: Until July

Meet Wes & July in Until July! 
Until July is book one in the spin-off series: Until Her!
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This is a standalone and a spin off of the New York Times best selling Until Series.

Wes Silver wasn’t looking for love, but when July Mayson literally knocks him on his ass during their first encounter, his world is turned upside down by the quirky blonde, and every moment with her makes him more determined to protect her.

July Mayson doesn’t understand the pull she feels toward the bad boy biker Wes Silver, but she knows being with him is like nothing she’s ever felt before. Now all she has to do is tell her overprotective father, Asher Mayson, that she’s found her boom.

5 Boom Stars by Natasha Gentile

So this girl..This girl I love her.  I have to say I fell in love with her during Until November and then Until Trevor it got so bad that while waiting for Until Lilly I started stalking her.   Stalking her daily, hourly.  With each and every book that she puts out it keeps getting better and
better and I just can’t wait for more.  I was lucky enough to be her ‘assistant’ at WBW and while there I was trying to pick her brain, but all she said was It’s going to be BOOM and let me tell you boom it was.  Here is my journey..

So for everyone that follows the Mayson brothers know that they take care of their women.  Well imagine being the daughter of a Mayson.  Well let’s just say it is no walk in the park. There are many death threats to your dates, if you are even allowed to date, because that just is the craziest thing that a father, a Mayson dad wants to hear.

Meet July Mayson, daughter to Asher and November Mayson. She is a tough cookie this one.  She is a tough bike riding cookie, and I’m not talking about a ten-speed bicycle,
I’m talking full on ninja motorcycle.  She loves riding; she feels free when she is riding.  Imagine her surprise that while riding she passes four burly riders, all riding Harley’s, all big and all from a club.  Yup…this smells trouble and it’s only page 2…

From the back, his hair is the first thing I notice.  It’s slightly long on top and buzzed on the sides.  My eyes move to the expanse of his back, the wide set of his shoulders, and the tan skin covering his lean muscles.  His bike is low to the ground, and the bars are in front of him in a way that he has to stretch his arms straight out, causing every muscle to flex and move, making it look like the tattoos are alive and dancing.

Ok thats it, decision’s made, I’m getting myself a bike. Ok, first lessons, then bike, ok first helmet, then lessons then bike..Ok fine no bike, but I so want to be on the back of that bike.
So July seems to be in the wrong place at the time.  While she is minding her own business and checking out the hot biker dude, she swerves her bike to save a injured bird on
the side of the road.  Yup I said a bird.  You see little July Mayson she grew up to be a veterinarian and she made an oath to save animals.  Well no one mentioned this to hot
biker dude, you see hot biker dude thinks she is a dude. Yes a dude, it’s not till they follow her, and by follow I mean chase her down and rip off her helmet.  Can you imagine their shock and horror that this dude is in fact a chick, a chick with a Taser?  You didn’t think that Asher would let her be without one did you? She tasers the hot biker dude, making him growl while he is knocked on his behind.

I lean forward and start up my bike, being careful of the bird that is now sitting close to me.  I look at Hot Biker Dude one more time and lift my chin.  He smiles, crosses his arms over his chest, and leans back in his seat.  I know right then that if I ever see him again, I’m screwed.

July meet your boom -Wes Silver.  Wes is in for a surprise. He isn’t looking for love but the minute she knocks him down he knows he has to know more about her.  So he does what every Alpha male knows how to do- he goes after what he wants.

They say a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach; well with July the way to her heart is through animals. Imagine her surprise when he shows up at her clinic looking to adopt a guard dog.

“Three times you’ve made me want to f*ck you or fill that smart mouth of yours.”  He steps towards me, his body pressing me into the wall behind me, and his large hand takes hold of my waist.  I get lost in his eyes and words for a moment, but then I remember where we are and who he is.  His head dips towards mine, and I do the only think I can think of-O cover my mouth with my hand.

How can you think she would give it up so easy?  Nope, nothing July does is easy.  But now the challenge has been made.  He makes it clear then and there that he will get his kiss, but he’s going to make her beg for it.

He inhales at my neck and his tongue touches the skin behind my ear, making my knees actually shake.  I have been in love; I’ve been in lust too, but this is something new, something that makes me feel like every cell in my body is fighting to pull me closer to him.  I duck down and slide under his arm then walk backwards until there’s at least twelve feet between us.  Only then do I remove my hand from my mouth.

So since they both like each other it’s only normal that they start dating.  I mean no one would say no to Wes.  I can tell you that I would say yes in a heartbeat.  I wouldn’t even wait for him to finish the sentence.

So these two, you would think it would be smooth sailing; how wrong we are.  Their first date is a complete bust, it’s such a bust that Wes ends up alone.  So clearly these two aren’t going to have rainbows and butterflies.  But then again is true love ever easy?  The answer is no. It’s so much better when you have to fight for it, when you have to fight together in order to be one, and that is what they do.

As a little girl, I told myself that my Prince Charming would love to ride motorcycles, have a soft spot for animals, and be strong like my father.  When I got older, I realized I would have a better chance of finding the Holy Grail than the man I envisioned spending the rest of my life with.

July Mayson meet your boom.  Asher Mayson, meet the man who is going to take care of your little girl.  The man that will not stand down and ever let her fall.  The man who will
fulfill all of her dreams, who will fight with her and for her.  Who will go crazy with her and because of her.  And she will enjoy and cherish every single step because you taught he how to love and most importantly how to love like a Mayson.

It’s not my first kiss, but it’s the kiss-the one that makes my soul light up, the kiss you wait your whole life for, the kiss that changes everything you thought you knew. I place my finger to my lips, trying to memorize the feeling, knowing I will never have that with another person.



I sit up when I see a few bikes in the distance. I don’t recognize their patches, but that doesn’t surprise me. Tennessee has a huge MC community, and there are always new clubs popping up all over the state. I slow down as I close the distance between us.
The closer I get, the more details I can make out. The group of about five bikes in front of me are all Harleys, all ranging in colors from almost purple to black. None of the men are wearing helmets, which is the complete opposite of me, who is covered from head to toe in black leather. Even my helmet is all black, with leather piping.
I take the men in, noticing they are all well-built, their leather cuts displaying a large eagle, with its wings spread wide like it’s midflight. The talons of the bird are carrying a long stem rose, with petals falling off it onto their club name, The Broken Eagles. I begin to speed up and pass them one by one, thankful for the security of my helmet, the black visor making it impossible to see me.
I keep my head straight until the last guy, the one who is at the front of the group, catches my attention. From the back, his hair is the first thing I notice. It’s slightly long on top and buzzed on the sides. My eyes move to the expanse of his back, the wide set of his shoulders, and the tan skin covering his lean muscles. His bike is low to the ground, and the bars are in front of him in a way that he has to stretch his arms straight out, causing every muscle to flex and move, making it look like the tattoos are alive and dancing.
My eyes skim farther down over his chest, which is covered in a white tank top tucked into a pair of light jeans, and around his waist is a black belt with a large silver buckle. I continue to pass him, my eyes shifting from the road to him and back again. This time when I look over, his head is turned towards me, and if I didn’t know any better, I would have swear he is looking directly into my soul.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, taking in his hair, the set of his jaw that is covered in days of stubble, and a pair of light eyes I can’t quite make out through the tint of my helmet. He is seriously hot, but equally scary-looking. I look from him back to the road. It must not have been even a second, but when my eyes go to the asphalt in front of me, I see a bird that is trying to make its way across the road, its wing hanging in an awkward position. I swerve to the right just in time to miss the poor animal.
“What the fuck?” I hear roared, and I look over my shoulder at the man who is now coming up quick on my right side. I yell an apology over the sound of my engine and his pipes. Do a quick wave and take off, lowering my body and pulling back the throttle, wanting to get away from them. Dude looks seriously pissed off, and even though I hate leaving the bird behind without helping it, I would like to live to see my next birthday.
I think I’m in the clear, but then the sound of pipes fills my ears, and I don’t even know how it happens, but they all catch up with me, surrounding my bike. I can’t make out what they’re saying, but my stomach starts to roll at the sound of their voices. I feel my side to make sure I have the Taser my dad insisted I carry.
I see a clearing and pull my bike off to the side of the road. I know this is probably one of the stupidest things I have ever done, but if they keep chasing me like they have been, we could all end up seriously hurt. I pull over and don’t even shut down my bike. I just lower my kickstand as my heart, which was already beating hard, begins to bang violently against my ribcage as they surround me.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” the guy who was at the head of the group asks, stepping in front of my bike.
I shake my head as my words get lodged in my throat.
He pulls me off my bike, and the men who are with him begin yelling obscenities as well.
“Sorry,” I croak out, and I don’t even know if he hears me as his hand goes to the collar of my leather jacket, where he shakes me hard. My hand accidently presses down on the button that ignites the Taser. The loud crack fills the air, and his eyes go wide then he falls to the ground, and I fall on my ass and crabwalk backwards. I look up when I hit something, only to meet the eyes of another man, who looks pissed.
“Get up,” he growls, picking me up. My feet flail under me as I’m lifted off the ground with my hands restrained behind my back.
“Hold him still,” the guy who I had tasered growls in front of me as I try to get away from the anger I feel coming off him. His hands go to my head and he rips my helmet off, causing my hair to float down around me.
Complete silence descends. I swear no one even takes a breath. 

About the Author

Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.

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