INTERVIEW~AUTHOR ERIN NOELLE AND THE CAST OF HER BOOK BOYFRIEND SERIES

I had the up most pleasure of spending the day chatting with the cast and Author of Metamorphosis, Ambrosia and Euphoria
I am so grateful to them for taking the time out our their busy lives to spend time with me answering all my questions.

***PLEASE NOTE THIS INTERVIEW TOOK PLACE WELL BEFORE EUPHORIA'S RELEASE.

Have you wondered what Mason was thinking when he first laid eyes on the beautiful Scarlett....wonder no more here it is....

Tonight is going to be good, I thought to myself as I stared at my reflection in the mirror one last time before heading out the door. Scratch that. Tonight was going to be fucking fantastic.

Call it a premonition, a hunch, whatever you want, but I could feel the nerves in my gut building in anticipation of something. I just wasn’t sure exactly what for. It definitely wasn’t about performing at my brother’s bar; I had been singing in front of crowds of people since before I could remember. The only time I got nervous when taking the stage now was if I knew that someone important might be watching or listening. Maybe that was it. Maybe a scout or a producer or someone with a connection to the music business would find their way to the old mechanic-shop-turned-bar that I considered my home away from home, and help Jobu’s Rum get our foot in the door, or rather, out the door. I could only hope, because I was more than ready to get the fuck out of Texas. There was nothing keeping me here anymore.

I grabbed my keys from the bar and flew down the two flights of stairs to my car. I folded my large body into the driver’s seat.  This would definitely be the last sports car I ever owned. They were great to look at and were fast as shit, but I was way too big to fit inside comfortably. I needed to break down and go buy the Harley that I had been eyeing for a few months now. I would do that soon. I turned on some old school Beastie Boys with a beat that matched my spry mood and made the short drive over to the bar.

Cruz and Sebastian were already sitting at our table when I walked in. I wasn’t surprised that Aaron wasn’t here. Ever since he had started dating Sophie a few months ago, he was late for everything. They couldn’t keep their hands off of each other and apparently they often got side-tracked when trying to get dressed to go anywhere. I was jealous as hell at his happiness, but I wasn’t about to get on his ass about it until it interfered with something serious. I knew all too well that the honeymoon phase would wear off quickly and the next thing we knew, he would be running late because they were fighting over something irrelevant and petty. Relationships were for the fucking birds.

Seconds after taking my place on the barstool, a waitress set a beer on the table in front of me, making sure she rubbed her boobs against my back and arm in the process. I was pretty sure her name was Tiffany and I couldn’t remember if I had fucked her before or not. I didn’t think so- maybe that would change tonight. I flashed her one of my panty-dropping smiles with my “thanks” and she all but melted onto the floor. A good night indeed.

Led in by Sophie, Aaron finally showed up about half an hour later and the four of us quickly ran down the lineup for the night as we downed a few beers. Tiffany stopped by to “check on me” a few more times and I chuckled at her frustration by the other girls that had joined the table. To make sure she knew I was interested in hooking up later, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to me one of the times she walked by.

“Hey beautiful, you got plans when you get off tonight?” I whispered in her ear. She shook her head and I could see the pulse in her neck speed up. This was going to be too easy. Maybe I should just take her to one of the dressing rooms now and actually get some sleep tonight. As I pondered the thought, the band on stage announced they were about to play their last song. Well so much for that bright idea. “Good, don’t make any,” I said and lightly kissed her neck. I slid off my stool and gave the rest of the guys the “let’s go” nod. I smacked Tiffany’s ass as she walked away and that made her squeal like a twelve year old. God, I hope she didn’t make that awful noise when I fucked her later.

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The set was flowing nicely, even Aaron was able to pull his head out of his girlfriend’s ass long enough to concentrate on the music, when she walked in. I don’t know what it was about her that made me look at her the minute she stepped through the door, but it was like a light beckoning for my attention. I momentarily forgot the words to the song I was singing, and I hoped that no one except for the band would notice. I would’ve looked around to see other’s people’s reaction but I couldn’t draw my eyes away from her.

After I got back on track with the music, I watched her walk across the room, never once looking up at me almost as if she didn’t hear me. She was with two other girls that were pretty hot as well, but she was… angelic. I had seen many beautiful women before… shit, I still had sex with a Victoria Secret model on a regular basis, but there was something different about this girl that attracted me and it wasn’t just about her looks. Her outfit was anything but angelic. The black and red sheer/ lacy thing and tight ass jeans she had on screamed naughty girl, and I loved that long, dark, silky hair- it was perfect to wrap around my hands and pull during the throes… But there was something about her face that was so completely innocent, the way her eyes were darting around the room, looking at everything as if it was the first time she had ever been in public, trying to soak everything in. One of her friends was holding her hand and practically dragging her along. I chuckled to myself and nearly lost my place again. Okay, Rat, focus dumb ass. Stop acting like a little bitch.

I forced myself to look around the room at the rest of the crowd as that song ended and we began the next. I looked down at the group of females that were taking up the half of the dance floor closest to us. The same old group looked up at me, and I groaned internally. Some of them were borderline pathetic. I couldn’t help myself, I needed to see her again so I visually searched the area that she was headed and found her at the tables of one of the bands that had played earlier. She was standing off to the side while the blonde friend appeared to be introducing her and the other friend to the people at the table. Her shyness was adorable even from this distance and I wondered how easily I could make her blush.

Again I made myself look away and make eye contact with some of the other bar patrons. When Cruz began the opening chords of I Want You by Kings of Leon, one of our favorite covers to do, the women went wild. I have to admit, there was just something about this song that was so fucking fun to sing. There was nothing like finding a hot ass chic in the audience and looking into her eyes when I sang “A choke and a gag, she spit up and came back for more, And said I want you just exactly like I used to…,” I loved knowing that her panties were most likely getting all wet from it. It was always at that point of the night that I claimed my victory; the rest of it was just collecting my prize.

I returned my sight to where she was sitting and she was staring directly at me, open-mouth gaping. Oh, I was about to have some fun with this. I gave her a devilish grin and was going to give her my best seductive eyes but she looked away immediately. What the hell? I continued looking at and singing to her thinking that she was going to look back in my direction, but she never did. The blonde friend kept looking up at me and smiling and then leaning over and whispering to angel girl. I was ready for the set to be over with, quickly. I needed to go meet this girl and figure out what the deal was. Was this all just some hard-to-get play? Something told me no, but I had to find out more.

After we finished up and I showered and changed out of my sweaty clothes, I wasted no time in approaching her. She was still sitting in the same place, but as I got close to the table she jumped off of her stool and I heard her ask the friend, “Do you want to go to the bar with me to get another drink? I don’t feel like waiting for the server to come back around.” Her friend mumbled something about company and then she turned around and I got my first good look at her close up. I was dumbfounded. Sure, she was pretty. Most people would probably even say beautiful, but there was just something about her brown eyes that fascinated me. The sparkle in them was so vibrant, so pure… almost as if they were untainted by the real world.

“Hey, I’m Mason, but most people call me Rat,” I said sticking my hand out, finally breaking the silence. God, I sounded like such a fucking tool.

“Hi, I’m Scarlett. It’s nice to meet you, Mason,” she responded hesitantly and put her hand in mine. The feel of her skin against mine made me catch my breath.

“I overheard you saying that you were headed to get a drink as I walked up. Would you be interested in joining me for one at my table?” I hoped that my usual charming instincts, whatever the hell they were, were working because I felt like the biggest idiot and I didn’t even know why. Part of me hoped that she would say no just so I could go over to Tiffany and the night would be easy. What the hell was I doing over here anyway? It was still fresh in my head what the end result was the last time I felt like this around a girl.

Scarlett looked around the table until she made eye contact with the small Asian friend. They seemed to share some unspoken conversation and then she grabbed her purse and smiled at me, “I’d love to.” I was in so much trouble.

Back at the table I introduced Scarlett to the guys and Sophie, and her sweet shyness was evident. Everyone was giving me questioning looks, but I just smiled and shrugged. I wasn’t sure what I was doing either. She was so different from the kind of girl I usually hooked up with. This was going to get interesting. After making our way around the table, I sat on my stool and decided to do an initial test of the waters. She had let me hold her hand as we walked across the room, but I wasn’t sure how she was going to react to any more touching. Without asking, I grabbed her waist and pulled her onto my lap, leaving one arm wrapped around her waist. She stiffened a bit at first, but quickly relaxed and got comfortable on my leg. Her content smirk as if she was pleasantly surprised to like the closeness of our bodies, made me even more curious.

Tiffany brought over the two beers that I had hand signaled at her with a scowl across her face and slammed them on the table. I gave her a warning look not to push her attitude. She knew damn well not to act that way if she wanted to keep her job. I looked at Scarlett to see if she had noticed Tiffany’s behavior, but instead found her staring over at the pool table area. I wasn’t sure if she was just looking around in general or if she was looking at someone specific, but either way I wanted her attention back on me. I wasn’t quite sure what to say or what type of conversation to start up. I usually didn’t do much talking to chicks. So instead, I decided to really push my luck, and do what I do best. I placed my hands on either side of her face and pulled her eyes to look into mine. I couldn’t take it any longer, I had to taste that sweet mouth. I brought her lips to mine and tried to deliver the softest, most tender kiss that I could, but it was nearly impossible when I just wanted to devour her.

My tongue instinctively found her lips and ran lightly around the perimeter, silently requesting entrance. I needed some part of my body to be in some part of hers immediately. She whimpered and her lips separated granting me access. Her tongue felt like warm melted caramel against mine, and I nearly came in my pants when she flicked my lip ring with it. I had to pull away from her before I lost my mind. The things I had done with girls might make a porn star blush, so why in the world was a kiss making me feel so out of control. Because I had never kissed an angel before, that’s why.

 

SBB~ Hi Everyone.

Thank you all so much for agreeing to sit down with me today.

I absolutely loved Metamorphosis and Ambrosia, you guys along with your creator will remain some of my favorite people &Characters.

**Shoots a dreamy sigh in Mason's direction**

**Cheshire cat grin** 

OMG I'm really nervous, you are all so beautiful I'm intimated but super excited to get started.

Mason *Scooting closer to you* hello beautiful Ash *Rolling his eyes at Mason* hi sweetie Scarlett *Waves shyly*

SBB~**smile smile smile** I'm going to start with You miss Scarlett. You have been on quite a journey from Metamorphosis to Ambrosia and now we are sitting on beach in Miami awaiting Euphoria. What has it been like for you going through so much of life in such a short amount of time?

Scarlett ~ in one word- overwhelming. I never had any idea that my first two years of college would be as tumultuous as they have been. Of course everything that happened with Evie... 

*looks down* Well, that just really destroyed me.

SBB~Has it gotten any easier dealing with the pain Evie's death has caused?

S ~ It does get easier with time. I have bad days every once in a while when I really wish I had her here to talk to, but I'm learning to cope.

@ASH~You were also close to Evie hows have you dealt with her untimely passing?

A~ Evies death was extremely hard on me too. Not only was she a good friend of mine, she was my roommate & my long time friend's cousin. But seeing the way it devastated the person I loved... it was absolutely heart-wrenching. And the worst part was there was nothing I could do to make it better 

*grabbing Scarlett's hand & kissing the top of her knuckles*

SBB~@ Scarlett the call you received on Christmas Day regarding the condition of Mason **Shakes head at Mason** did that bring back any flash back from when you found Eivie?

S ~ *glances over at Mason* Absolutely. Despite what has happened between us, I still care about him immensely and thinking that I could possibly lose him too sent me into a panic.

SBB~**tuns to Mason** You are looking really well, Like your normal Hot self. How are you feeling now?!? and how did that made you fell knowing that your actions caused so much pain?

M ~ I'm feeling much better, I've been getting some help & taking a break from my life to get shit straight. I'm a work in progress. *looking straight at Scarlett* I never meant to hurt you more Angel. I just... *shrugs* I don't know what in the world I was thinkin. I wasn't thinkin obviously.

SBB~@S~What went through your mind when you received phone call about Mason been hospitalized?!? You made some pretty instant decisions what was your taught process?!?

S~ Honestly it was all just a blur. When Cruz said he might not make it, I knew I needed to get there. *pauses* I never got to tell Evie bye, I was going to do everything in my power for that not to happen again. Thankfully, he pulled through & is still with us today. *smiling weakly at Mason*

@Ash~Scarlett left during Christmas dinner with you family, to be by mason's side How did that made u fell and how did you explain her departure to your family and what were their reaction?!?

A~ Of course I was disappointed that she left right before our first big family holiday dinner together, but I really understood given the circumstances. Don't get me wrong- I was pretty pissed at his dumb ass for being so stupid and getting into that situation, but I understood why she did what she did. My family felt similar to how I did - disappointed but they got it.

SBB~That is very understanding of you and your family **Winks and smile sweetly at him** Sit before me is I see a changed man from the one we meet in Metamorphosis. During Ambrosia I felt you under went your own version of Metamorphosis. What are your thoughts on that and what was that process like?!?

A~ *smiling sweetly* The combination of Scarlett leaving & my mom leaving my dad made me take a hard look at my own life & I realized that I needed to make some changes. I had used the excuse that I was my fathers son for so long to act like a selfish ass, and losing her *nodding his head at Scarlett* made me want to be a better person in case I ever had the chance to be with her again.

SBB~@Mason ~darling you are a Devine and heaven sent why would be be so reckless with your life. The general female population are really pissed at you what so u have to say to all your adoring fan?!?
M~ *smiling big* I'm flattered by the love from the ladies, but I was just in a really bad place mentally. I have a history of dealing with shit in self-destructive ways, and I just fell back into it. I'm learning now different ways to cope when shit goes wrong.

SBB~**still not forgiven Mase*** Ok boy I want to talk about Scarlett, then Mason I have a theory to run by you. Meeting her for the first time what was that like?!?

A~ *hand on Scarletts thigh* Life changing... I knew immediately that I would never be the same.

M~ She took my breath away. I knew I had to talk to her... I had to try.

SBB~you both have been with plenty of women....what makes Scarlett so different/special?!?

M~ She has this aura about her... I'm not sure how to explain it. She just draws you in... you want to be a part of her.

*Scarlett fidgeting in her chair uncomfortably while Ash glares at Mason*

A~ Yeah, I have to agree. Her unapologetic naïveté is rare and a breath of fresh air compared to most college girls who are always pretending to be someone they aren't.

SBB~Ash In metamorphosis you found a love you compared to the great love story of Eros and Psych. I know it all turned out OK but what was so afraid of that u pushes her right into Masons arms and bed.

A~ *sighing, running his fingers through his hair* I thought I wasn't good enough for her. I thought that I would corrupt her innocence or something. I don't know... it was stupid. I wish I had handled it all differently.

SBB~Ok let's move the the very beginning of Ambrosia. The night Scarlett made her grand return. Mason why did you forgive her so easily? Ash~how was it watching her publicly choose Mason and compare her and Mason's Love to Eros and Psych?!?

M~ I loved Scarlett *looks over at her* I will always love Scarlett, just in a different way now. *turning back to you* But that night, the moment I saw her, all was forgiven. I know she had to deal with some pretty fucked up shit when she left. No one can say how we would or wouldn't react in the same situation. She came back and she said she was sorry. I believed her. Simple as that.

A~ It was one of the worst nights of my life, but I deserved every damn but of it. So I swallowed my pride and took it.

SBB~Scarlett did u made the reference the Psych and Eros because u saw Ash sitting with a girl?

S~ I guess I made that comment to hurt him. I was still really pissed at him and wanted him to know that I hadn't forgiven him for breaking my heart.

SBB~fair enough. Ash at one pony it looked like all was lost for you and Scarlett especially after she moved in with Mason. Did u still believe you two will end up together?

A~ Honestly, I can't say that I was sure of that. I hoped... I dreamed... but I wasn't sure if I'd ever get another chance with her. I meant it when I said I just wanted her to be happy.

SBB~Mason I know her feelings for Ash were something that you worried about after she moved in did those fares lessen. And y in God's name didn't you ask her to move to Dallas with you?

M~ yeah I always knew that he held a special place in her heart for whatever reason. *shakes his head* I dont get the whole "soul mate" thing I guess. And I didn't ask her to move cause I knew she had just gotten back into school and reconnected with Mina & Max, and I didn't want to make her go somewhere else and start all over again.

SBB~How do you both feel about Scarlett being called a whore because she went from been a virgin to sleeping with three different guys in a short space of time?

*both answering at same time*

M~ that's fucking stupid

A~ it pisses me off

S~ Can I say something here? Look I know I didn't make the best decisions, but I'm 19 years old and I'm just figuring this shit out as I go. I hadn't seen Mason in like a month before the night of Max debacle. And then it was a couple weeks before I slept with Ash. Yeah, I completely regret the entire thing with Max, but I'm far from a whore. I hear girls in my classes talking about sleeping with different guys every weekend...

SBB~Scarlett you received a lot of shit and criticism for the choices and mistakes you made. I for one defended you countless of times. Here at Scandalous We love you and see you as one of our "girls" so the floor is yours do what would you like to say to your fans and haters?

S~ I just think people are quick to judge without really putting themselves in my shoes. My experience with relationships was non-existent up until the time I came to college. I've had no "learning from my mistakes," I'm learning now. My very best friend died suddenly last year and the next day my next closest friend ripped my heart out. I've dealt with a lot of shit and have serious fears of abandonment. So when I talked to Bentley that night, I assumed Mase had left me too. That's what people do. I'm sorry that I sought out comfort from someone I felt safe with, but I think that's what most people would do. Yeah, we fucked up. We shouldn't have drank as much as we did and we shouldn't have done what we did... But people make mistakes. I'm human. I read something the other day that really hit home. It said "Don't judge me because I sin differently than you." People tend to forget that no one is perfect... not even close..

Very well said. SBB~where does all your relationship with Max stands at the moment?!?

S~ He & I are still roommates. I love him like a dear friend. A~ Yeah, he's a cool guy. We hang out all the time. M~ We are working on our friendship, but I think everything's gonna be cool

SBB~Ok my darling Mas time for my little theory. If I get any details wrong please correct me hun. I have no dough that u loved Scarlett. My whole thing is you mentioned briefly that your mother also suffered from substance abuse and her treatment of you left something void and missing which u tried filling with drugs and alcohol before you met Scarlett. She became a crush for you providing temporary respite from the shit you have going on in your head. You stopped the drugs Nd alcohol because u wanted to be a better man for her. But I truly believe no singler person can heal another person you have to want to so better because YOU want to get better for YOU. that kind if dependency love would have never lasted. That I why after you two broke up you went right back to your old ways because nothing was resolved just swept under the carpet because you were distracted by your new love. I feel it time you go through your own Metamorphosis and deal with your underlining issues. To come to a state of Ambrosia and finally getting your very own Euphoria

M~ I think that's a fair assessment. Scarlett was my drug, I felt like her innocence and purity counteracted my lack of moral character & life of debauchery. I'm now trying to get my life straight for me... cause I deserve it.

Good for you. I am happy you recognise and willing to work on your problem. Sooo guys what can we expect from each of you in Euphoria.

S~ I've realized that I need to take responsibility for my selfish actions and I'm going to do my best to focus on moving into the future instead of reliving mistakes of the past. A~ I think that's true for all of us. We all have internal issues that we need to work out in order to find happiness. M~ I'm just taking it day by day. That's all I can do

Thank you all so so much for spending the day with me. I can not wait for the final installment of you guys story.

SBB~you have created two pretty spectacular books so far and given us not one not two but three new hotties to add yo our book boyfriend list to lust over. Congratulation.

Why Metamorphosis? What made u want to create the story you have what was your inspiration.

I originally wrote Meta for my online book club ladies. We had a thread in our discussion forum where we would post pics of who we thought looked like the book boyfriend from whichever book we were reading at that time. Around that same time my good friend & member of the book club, Nicole Reed, released her first book Ruining Me. So I got this story idea about 2 college girls who liked to read and went on a real life search for their book boyfriends, and I told her she should write that book. Well her response was "Why don't you write it?" Of course I had never thought about writing and had no idea where to even begin, but she told me to just sit down and start typing. So I did. Three months later I finished Meta and I have it to the book club just for them. It was like my little homage to them and our favorite books. Nicole then suggested and helped me self publish it, thinking what did I really have to lose. I was completely overwhelmed with the positive response I received!! Now don't get me wrong, it's not all positive *laughing* but my skin has thickened quite a bit in the last 6 months. From there, Ambrosia came, and I'm now working on Euphoria. And I promise Euphoria is it for these 3 characters.

SBB~ what do you hope readers take away from your books?

As for what I hope readers take away from my books... Honestly, I just hope that I make them feel. All of my favorite books make me laugh, cry, want to pull my hair out, strangle someone, and fill my heart with love.

ASH POV

“Ash! Get your ass up! We are leaving in half an hour!” Jess screamed for the third time in as many minutes.

Ugghh… Maybe I wouldn’t go tonight. I could just stay here and enjoy the peaceful silence,” I thought as I continued to remain buried under the cool gray sheets. Seconds later, the door flew open and my feisty, five-foot-nothing roommate stood in the doorway with a scowl on her face and her hands on her hips.

“Come on, Ash, we haven’t seen you in almost a month. Come hang out with us. You’ve got all weekend to sleep before classes start,” Jess pleaded as she walked towards my bed. She sat next to me and pulled the pillow out from under my head. God, she could be so annoying. “Surely one or five of your bimbos are not-so-patiently waiting to show you how much they missed you. I’ll even be decent to them tonight.” I smiled sincerely at her, knowing that she considered her offer to be quite a sacrifice.

“I’m tired, Jess. I’ve been waking up at the crack of dawn for the past three weeks. Plus, you know that flying drains me. I am just going to stay here and work on some sketches and go to bed early,” I grumbled and moved my head to another pillow. She quickly snatched that one out from under me too. Really fucking annoying.

“I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer. Take a shower, get dressed, and let’s go. We don’t have to stay long if you don’t want to; you know Meg will probably want to come home early. Jacob and Nicholas want to see you too, plus my cousin Evie and her roommate that just moved here are coming with us. I want you to meet them.” Jess slid off the bed and just as she started to walk away, she grabbed ahold of the covers and took off running down the hall, giggling like a little kid.

I rolled off the bed, growling irritably, and made my way to the bathroom that Meg and I shared. I knew that Jess wasn’t going to let me stay, so I figured I might as well get ready and make the best of it. The quicker we got there, the quicker we could come home. I wasn’t even sure I wanted to bother with one of my “bimbos,” as Jess called them. Okay, who was I kidding? I was actually deciding if I should text a sure thing to meet me there or take my chances that the talent selection would be worthy. I needed someone to take good care of me tonight; staying with my sister had put a damper on my usually, very active sex life.

 Don’t get me wrong, I still got my share of ass while I was in California, but I had to be a bit more inventive logistically- I had become well acquainted with one particular bathroom stall in Duke’s, a restaurant on  Highway 1 or PCH, as locals referred to it. Typically, I had a little more class than that, but desperate times had called for desperate measures. After going without any the first two days of my visit, I thought I might very well die. Jacking off in the shower wasn’t helping anything; I needed hot, moist female flesh wrapped around my cock in a hurry. I was a guy that usually had exceptionally high standards and I enjoyed the hunt as much as the kill, but in that state of frustration, I was ready to fuck the first willing participant I could find. I had lucked out that night when I went to the bar to a grab a couple of drinks and escape the craziness of my nephews. There were a couple of cute girls already there when I arrived and it took no less than twenty minutes before I had one of them bent over in that over-sized stall, ramming myself into her and finding that sweet release shortly after. A few nights later I had her friend in the same position, and for the rest of my trip I visited that bar at least every other day, never leaving disappointed.

The hot water abruptly disappeared and the icy water pelting my skin quickly brought me back from my happy memory. A major drawback of living with two females was that they always used up all of the hot water. I quickly rinsed the remaining soap off my body and got out to get dressed. I heard additional voices coming from the living room when I came out of my closet, so I had assumed that the other two girls had arrived. Hopefully the roommate girl would be hot and make my search tonight quick. I already knew what Evie had looked like from pictures in Jess’ room ~ basically just like Jess and that was just weird to me. I could never hook up with her because it would be like looking at Jess, and I just couldn’t go there… not after everything the two of us had gone through. I shook my head at myself, I was not going to ruin my improving mood thinking about family drama. I was just happy that Jess and I had remained best friends throughout all of these years. It was kind of funny that with my well-deserved reputation of being a man-whore, I lived with two very attractive females that neither of which found me sexually appealing. My father would be so disappointed if he knew…

After throwing on a light blue button down shirt and a pair of khaki cargo shorts, I ran my fingers through my hair and slipped my feet in my brown flip flops. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and noticed that I had forgotten to shave in my rushed bathroom trip. Oh well, I just hoped that the stubble on my face paired with the dark tan I had developed  gave me the rugged surfer look instead of the homeless, guy under the bridge appearance.

Getting into my charming, playboy extraordinaire mindset, I made my way down the hall, ready to enjoy myself some Texas girls once again. My cock jerked in excitement at the mere thought and I could feel the blood start pumping through my body. Jess was right, I needed to get out and have fun with my friends and release some of the stress that had built up in my day of travel. I heard Jess say something about someone never having gone to a party or on a date as I got closer to the living room. I didn’t know who or what she was talking about.

“What’s this I hear about never having been on a date or to a party?” I asked as I walked into the room. Two steps in and I froze in place. Nothing in the world could have prepared me for what I saw sitting on my couch, or rather I should say who I saw sitting on my couch staring back at me. For the first time since I could remember, I was stunned speechless. I couldn’t take my eyes off of hers. I had to be dreaming, she didn’t exist in real life ~ she was a product of my imagination.

Jess called out from the kitchen, “It’s about time Ash, my God! Come meet my cousin Evie and her roommate, Scarlett. Hurry up!” Scarlett. Her name was Scarlett.

Scarlett quickly turned around towards Evie, as if she was embarrassed, and I found myself walking towards her. I needed to see her face again. Jess came around the corner from the kitchen with a couple of beers and she explained how Scarlett lived some crazy sheltered life and had never had any social life. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me ~she was a fucking virgin. How cruel could life be?

Awkwardly, I introduced myself to Evie, shaking her hand and using my last name. What in the hell? I couldn’t function normally with her being so close and staring at me like she could see straight through me to my ugly, tainted soul. I took a deep breath and turned towards Scarlett, nervous of what was going to happen when I touched her.  Our eyes locked on one another, I grabbed her free hand that lay across her lap and held it delicately. Her skin felt like silk against mine and I had to will myself to open my mouth and speak.

“Scarlett, it’s a pleasure to meet you as well. I can see why your parents were hesitant about letting you out of their sight. If I had a daughter as stunning as you, I wouldn’t let her leave the house either.” What did I just say? Did I just say the word stunning? Could I be any lamer? It sounded like such a cheesy pick up line. I knew there was a reason I didn’t want to leave my bed tonight.

Unconsciously, I brought her hand up to my mouth and softly kissed her inner wrist. I had no idea what in the hell I was doing, I knew everyone was looking at me like I had lost my damn mind, but I needed to smell and taste her. It was like I had to prove with all five of my senses that she was really alive and sitting in front of me. When my lips touched her, an electric current like I’ve never felt pulsed through my body. I was pretty sure that she felt it too because I heard her quietly gasp and she drew her bottom lip between her teeth. I reached up with my other hand and freed the lip from her bite with my thumb, and that nearly sent me over the edge.

“Down boy!” Jess slapped me on the shoulder which jolted me from my trance. I let go of both her lip and her hand and took a few steps back. I was in so much trouble and I needed to put some space between us. The girl that I had sketched numerous times as my Psyche, the girl that served as my muse in the thesis I was working on, had literally walked out of my head and into my life. And unfortunately, as much as I wanted to explain to her, to show her all of my drawings that looked nearly identical to her, to tell her that I had envisioned her so that it must be some kind of fate that brought us together, I knew that I needed to leave her the hell alone. She was exactly what I had always imagined her to be ~ beautiful, pure, and innocent. I knew in the way she looked at me, that she felt a connection too, it was undeniable. But I had to do what was right for her~ I had to stay away from her. I would only corrupt, disappoint, and hurt her; after all, I was my father’s son. I wouldn’t do to her what he had done to my mom. I was the only one that could save her from me. 

FIND OUT THE CONCLUSION TO ASH & SCARLETT'S STORY WILL THEY GET THEIR HEA. 
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After a series of catastrophic misunderstandings and impulsively poor decision-making, Scarlett MacGregor finds herself once again torn between two loves, as different as they may be. Lacking proper closure with their relationship, accompanied by the overwhelming guilt for her role in his devastating downfall, Scarlett resolves to help Mason recover and reclaim his life as a budding rock star. However, now that he has finally claimed her as his, Ash Walker is bound and determined to keep her by his side, and he will go to any lengths necessary to do just that.

Mason Templeton has hit rock bottom. He’s in love with a girl whose heart and soul belong to another and he’s partied his way off of an international music tour that was supposed to be his big break. Returning home for rehab sounds like the worst possible way to start a new year, but when an unexpected friendship emerges, he begins to realize that maybe everything does happen for a reason.

Euphoria is the third and final installment of Scarlett, Ash, and Mason’s self-discovering journeys to happiness and understanding the meaning of true love ~ the kind that begs for complete surrender

Recommended for readers 17+ due to sexual content and harsh language.

Embracing her one last time, I whispered in her ear, “I love you, butterfly… ‘your curves

and all your edges, and all your perfect imperfections.’ I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

“I love you, too, Ash. ‘You’re my end and my beginning; even when I lose, I’m winning,’”

she whispered back. Then she grabbed her bag and headed for the security check point. Right

before turning the corner where I couldn’t see her anymore, she looked back at me and blew me

a kiss and made hand hearts. Damn, she was beautiful. I stood there for several minutes with a

goofy ass grin on my face. I wasn’t expecting her to sing the next lyrics of the song to me, but it

filled me with an indescribable feeling of warmth and love. ~Ash

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Erin Noelle is a Texas native, where she lives with her husband and two young daughters. While earning her degree in History, she rediscovered her love for reading that was first instilled by her grandmother when she was a young child. A lover of happily-ever-afters, both historical and current, Erin is an avid reader of all romance novels. In 2013, she published the Book Boyfriend Series, which included books Metamorphosis, Ambrosia, and Euphoria. Her books have been a part of the USA Today Bestselling list and/ or the Amazon and Barnes & Noble overall Top 100. Most nights you can find her cuddled up in bed with her husband, her Kindle in hand and a sporting event of some sorts on television. You can follow her on Facebook @ www.facebook.com/erin.noelle.98, her blog @ www.erinoelle.wordpress.com, and on Twitter @authorenoelle.

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