BOOK REVIEW & EXCERPT: Moonlight on Nightingale Way by Samantha Young

MOONLIGHT ON NIGHTINGALE WAYLogan spent two years paying for the mistakes he made. Now, he’s ready to start over. He has a great apartment, a good job, and plenty of women to distract him from his past. And one woman who is driving him to distraction…

Grace escaped her manipulative family by moving to a new city. Her new life, made to suit her own needs, is almost perfect. All she needs to do is find her Mr. Right—or at least figure out a way to ignore her irresistible yet annoying womanizer of a neighbor.

Grace is determined to have nothing to do with Logan until a life-changing surprise slowly begins turning the wild heartbreaker into exactly the kind of strong, stable man she’s been searching for. Only just when she begins to give into his charms, her own messy past threatens to derail everything they’ve worked to build…


“I can’t walk away from you even if I wanted to. And I don’t want to. You are reality and sweet oblivion wrapped up in one annoyingly argumentative, always-bloody-right, classy, gorgeous-as-f*ck package.”

Six full length novels, six couples I loved from the get-go, six unforgettable love stories that will forever remain some of my favourite books of all time, and we now say goodbye to the wonderful world of the On Dublin Street series with this unputdownable finale—a touching friends-to-lovers tale that had me either squirming in my seat from the unrelenting chemistry between the characters, or clenching my chest from all the angsty emotions it stirred in me page after page. I loved this book, loved it so much I couldn’t help but re-read parts of it right after I first finished it, leaving me with a bittersweet smile on my face knowing I was saying farewell to a ‘reality’ I learned to depend on whenever I was in need of a true romance to warm my heart.

“I’d worked hard to become my own person and not a shadow of the girl lost in the manipulations, cruelty, and neglect of her family.”

Grace Farquhar is a young woman who left her privileged past and the person she once was behind to embrace the woman she always hoped to become. Having grown up in an disparaging environment that left her with serious self-esteem issues—raised by parents who either ignored her or belittled her continually with demeaning comments and self-serving expectations—she was forced to sever all contact with her family in order to heal and become her own person. But years of feeling inadequate and never speaking out her mind have left her fearful of confrontation, constantly craving the approval of others. So when a very loud new neighbour moves into the apartment next door, his late night sex antics keeping her awake night after night and leaving her too tired to work during the day, she reacts uncharacteristically, having no qualms about expressing her distress and frustration at his behaviour. Even when her words seem to fall on deaf ears and her new neighbour’s mocking stance only serves to aggravate her even more.

“Logan MacLeod is the least likely candidate for boyfriendhood of any man in the entire world.”

Logan MacLeod is not the man the world believes him to be. One mistake in his life, one act of fierce protectiveness towards a beloved sister, has cost him two years of his life and a lifetime of shame, but behind the bad boy façade hides a man looking for forgiveness, self-fulfilment, and a fresh start in life. When the cute spitfire next door confronts him about his late night shenanigans, he is instantly drawn to her, but the more life pulls them closer to one another, and the more he gets to know her, the more he believes that she deserves someone better than him, someone worthier, someone whose past is not weighing heavily on his shoulders, making him wish he were a better man for her. Even though in Grace’s eyes he is all she’s ever dreamed of finding in life.

“Although I was actively looking for the man I wanted to spend my life with, I wasn’t looking for a fantasy man. I was looking for someone understanding, protective, and funny. I didn’t expect perfection. I just wanted to like the person I was dating, and I wanted him to be kind.”

When Logan’s past comes unexpectedly knocking at his door, changing his future forever, Grace becomes the person he learns to lean on the most in life, her kindness and generosity helping him face a reality he never believed possible. But as their lives become more and more intertwined, their attraction grows as well, leading to a climax of epic proportions. One which only one of them doesn’t regret in the end.

“I’d fallen in love for the first time. And he didn’t love me back.”

This is a very emotional but also downright scorching tale of a love born suddenly, unexpectedly, a love free from judgement and prejudice, whose sheer magnitude heals both young lovers from the ugly scars from their respective pasts. It’s also a story that shows the true definition of a family, of the incomparable power of friendships, and how much the two can sometimes become one in life. Grace and Logan break the cycle they were born into by becoming the kind of people they always wished their parents would have been—two people who love selflessly and unconditionally, and whose love and devotion to those closest to them becomes the one thing they are most proud of in life.

It is with a heavy heart that I let these characters and all the wonderful couples who came before them go, certain of many a re-read in the future. Ms Young has given us the perfect kind of closure for all six storylines, and even though there will never be another Jocelyn and Braden, Johanna and Cameron, Olivia and Nate, Hannah and Marco, Shannon and Cole, or Grace and Logan, I am certain the best is yet to come from this truly extraordinary author whose words never fail to blow my mind.

“I never thought you’d light up for the likes of me… I’m going to f*ck you until you see stars.”




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“I’m right here.” I slowed to a stop in front of the blue door to my building. “Thank you for dinner.”

John did a little skip back to me. “I could come up for coffee.” He grinned down at me hopefully.

I gave him an apologetic smile. “I’ve got work to do.”

“Oh, come on.” He edged closer to me, and I stumbled back against the wall. “Ask me up, Grace. You know you want to.” He fingered the collar of my light coat, and I instinctively slapped his hand away.

“I’m going inside. You should leave.”

He held his hands up in a surrender gesture but took another step toward me.

My stomach flipped, and I glanced right and then left. The dark street was empty. “Really, John. I’d just like to go inside. Good night.”

“You’re nervous,” he said softly. “I get it. I had to have a few glasses of wine to loosen up tonight I was so nervous about meeting you, but we don’t have to be nervous, Grace.” He brushed his fingers across my cheek, and I flinched away. “We’re two adults just looking for company.”

“No. You’re drunk, and I want you to leave. Now, please step back.”

The door to the building opened before John could react. A large figure stepped outside, and when he shut the door behind him and turned his face, the moonlight revealed Logan. He stopped a moment at the sight of me and gave me a nod before turning his back. He was dressed for work. And he was leaving.

Fear forced my mouth open, and I was just about to call out Logan’s name when he halted and turned around. He looked at me, expressionless, and then he looked at John. Despite the blank look on his face, I knew right away he’d deduced the situation when, without a word, Logan pulled his keys out and opened the door. He pushed the door open and stepped toward me. “Grace,” he said.

Relief flooded me, and I knew I couldn’t hide it just as I hadn’t been able to keep the panic from my face when I thought he was leaving. I darted past him and inside, glancing over my shoulder to see John take a step toward the door. Logan blocked the doorway, and I watched, fascinated, as he intimidated John into retreating without saying one bloody word.

John ran a shaky hand through his hair, suddenly looking anywhere but at Logan, and then he spun on his heel and started striding a little unsteadily down our street.

Logan entered the building and closed the door. We just stared at each other for a second before he gestured for me to move.

I started down the hall, hearing him fall into step behind me. He followed me all the way up the stairs until we reached my flat, and he watched as I fumbled for my keys in my purse. When I managed to get ahold of them, they rattled in my trembling hands.

Logan’s warm hand curled around mine, and he gently eased the keys from my grip. He opened my door for me. “You all right?”

“Yes, thanks.” I gave him a small, grateful smile. “I just feel like I’ve been stuck in episodes of Sex and the City on my last few dates. There are some bizarre men out there.” He didn’t reply, and I shifted uncomfortably. “Well, thanks again.” I moved to go inside, and he said my name. “Yes?”

Logan was no longer expressionless. There was a tautness to his features and a shadow of dark purple in his eyes. I recognized that look. He was angry. “Never let a drunk man walk you home again.”

Flummoxed that his anger seemed to be born from concern, I could only nod, tongue-tied.

He stared at me pointedly, and I stared dumbly back at him.

Logan sighed impatiently. “Close your door, Grace. I’m not leaving for work until I hear the sound of your lock turning.”

“Oh.” I flushed at my silliness and eased the door shut. I turned my lock and put the chain in place. “Good night!” I called through the door.

“Good night, Miss Farquhar,” he returned, and I heard the rumble of dry amusement in his voice before the sounds of his footsteps faded into the distance.

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Copyright © Samantha Young, 2015.

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BOOK REVIEW & EXCERPT: Hero by Samantha Young

Hero_youngAlexa Holland’s father was her hero—until her shocking discovery that she and her mother weren’t his only family. Ever since, Alexa has worked to turn her life in a different direction and forge her own identity outside of his terrible secrets,. But when she meets a man who’s as damaged by her father’s mistakes as she is, Alexa must help him.

Caine Carraway wants nothing to do with Alexa’s efforts at redemption, but it’s not so easy to push her away. Determined to make her hate him, he brings her to the edge of her patience and waits for her to walk away. But his actions only draw them together and, despite the odds, they begin an intense and explosive affair.

Only Caine knows he can never be the white knight that Alexa has always longed for. And when they’re on the precipice of danger, he finds he’ll do anything to protect either one of them from being hurt again…


“I fantasize about f*cking you in this office a hundred times a day.”

You know you’ve really liked a book when you find yourself re-reading it four times in the span of a month! At first glance, the premise of this book might appear to be just another billionaire-falls-for-the-girl-next-door scenario, and you might walk into this story expecting nothing more than some good ol’ smutty fluff with great chemistry between the characters and a few blazing sex scenes. But you would be wrong. Because when Samantha Young tells a story, she injects it with so much heart-clenching angst, you find yourself gripping your chest because your heart won’t stop hurting, thus turning any cliché into a phenomenal and truly unforgettable reading experience. I adored this book, from the stubborn, feisty, but inherently vulnerable heroine, to the brooding, arrogant, but essentially tortured hero. I loved their banter, I loved the energy between them, whether they were fighting or getting tangled between the sheets, every scene they shared being a delectable delight start to finish.

Caine Carraway and Alexa Holland are apparent strangers to one another, but their lives have been tragically connected from a very young age. Now a self-made billionaire and one of Boston’s most eligible bachelors, Caine has overcame family tragedies and betrayals to become the man he is now—a man who does not trust easily or let many people into his inner circle. So when a reminder of the most painful event in his past walks into his life unannounced, he lashes out and cuts the ground from under her feet by getting her fired. But even jobless and with no professional prospects in sight, Alexa is determined to put aside her pride and heal the breach between them, even if it only means he sees that they are more alike than he realises.

“I’m not here to fall for him. I’m just trying to be there for him somehow. I get him, even if he doesn’t realize it, I really do get him. I would like to be his friend if he’ll have me.”

As the estranged daughter of a disowned diamond heir, Alexa feels deep shame for the sins of her father, but her own family history has made her even more sympathetic to the pain that Caine carries in him. Desperate for him to see that she is nothing like her father, she accepts an offer that is obviously intended to make her life hell—she agrees to be his personal assistant.

“I need a PA who will fulfill all my wishes and demands immediately. That’s not easy to find—most people have social lives. You, however, are desperate and the way I see it, you owe me.”

Their reasons for such an arrangement might vary drastically, but Alexa is no pushover, and while she has made herself an easy mark for Caine’s relentless contempt, her snarky and at times insolent personality shines at every turn. The more they fight, the stronger the attraction between them becomes, and very soon their chemistry moves to the bedroom.

“I’ll come by your place when I’m finished up here.”
“My place?”
“Mmm. I’ll text you when I’m on my way.”
“Shouldn’t you wait to be invited first?”
“Lexie, may I come to your apartment tonight so I can f*ck your brains out?”

But from the very beginning, their intentions towards one another have not been the same, and not even a sizzling affair changes that. While Alexa sees how great they truly are together and wishes for more, Caine remains an impenetrable fortress of emotions, his past making him blind to what is right in front of him. Until he risks to lose it all forever.

“I’m not the guy you’re looking for, Lexie. I’m never going to be that guy.”

This story truly has it all—an emotionally charged romance, two multifaceted characters whose actions are as unpredictable as they make sense, a suspenseful background storyline to keep us wondering until the very end, and the kind of romantic angst that sets our hearts racing and where mere words start hurting like daggers. Alexa is a heroine I connected with from the start, her persistence, her courage, and her generosity with her heart making me very protective of her. So much so that I felt every one of her emotions, her pain in particular. This is just one of those stories that got to me, Ms Young’s exceptional writing style playing a vital role in that, and it left me with a goofy grin on my face, even though I felt like my heart had gone through the wringer. A truly great contemporary romance to sink our teeth in and lose ourselves in unabashedly. Over and over again.

“I’m not looking for a hero. I never asked for that. I just wanted you…”



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Ethan led me into Caine’s office the next afternoon and I was surprised to find Caine not behind his desk but standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows staring out over High Street and Atlantic Avenue to the harbor beyond.

With his back to me, I stole that moment to fully appreciate Caine Carraway without him knowing it. So yeah, I couldn’t see his face, which was the best part, but with him standing with his hands in his trouser pockets, legs braced, shoulders relaxed, the view was delicious enough for me. His height, those broad shoulders, and let’s not forget that ass.

That was a mighty fine ass.

When the seconds ticked by without a response from him, I began to feel like a high school nerd waiting for the captain of the football team to pay attention to her.

I didn’t like that nearly as much as the view of his ass. “You rang?” Caine turned his head slightly in profile. “I did.”

“And I assume there was a reason?”

He faced me and I felt that flush of attraction as his eyes swept over me. “You would assume right.” He sighed and strolled over to his desk, his gaze raking over me speculatively as he did so. “Do you own a suit, heels?” His scrutiny moved to my face. “Makeup?”

I looked down at my clothes. I was wearing jeans and a sweater, and no, I wasn’t wearing makeup. I had good skin. I’d inherited my olive skin from my mother and despite those darn freckles sprinkled across the crest of my nose, it was blemish free. I rarely wore foundation or blush, and because my eyes were so light and my lashes so dark I only wore mascara when dressing up for an occasion.

I knew I wasn’t glamorous, but I looked like my mom—I had her apple cheekbones, blue-green eyes, and dark hair— and my mom had been very pretty. No one had ever looked me over and considered my lack of makeup with disdain before.

I frowned. “Weird question.”

Caine relaxed against his desk in much the same pose as he had used the last time he pinched his lips at me in his office. And he was pinching his lips and inspecting me. I felt like I was being judged and found wanting, which was insulting normally but somehow even worse coming from a guy who looked as put together as he did.

Sexy jackass.

“I couldn’t change Benito’s mind,” Caine informed me. “That little bastard can hold a grudge.”

If I weren’t so deflated by his news I would have laughed. “Bu—”

“So I thought about it,” he said, cutting me off, “and you can try working for me. You’ll need to invest in some appropriate clothing, however.”

Um . . . what? Did he just . . . ? “I’m sorry. What?”

“Benito informed me that it kills him but he just can’t take you back after your behavior with a client lost him such big accounts. You’re the biggest disappointment of his thirties and before you went insane you were the best PA he ever had. The disappointment of your behavior on set, and I quote, Broke. His. Heart.”

“Oh yeah, he sounds devastated.”

“Despite his flair for the melodramatic, it seems he has high standards and he has led me to believe that before you acted like an insane person you were intelligent, efficient, and hardworking.”

“Insane person?” That word had been used as an adjective to describe me twice now.

He ignored me. “I need a PA. Ethan is a temp and my previous PA has decided not to return from maternity leave. I have a job opening and I’m offering it to you.”


There was no other word for how I was feeling.

How could this man go from never wanting to see me again to offering me a job that meant I was going to be in his face? A lot.

“But . . . I thought you didn’t want me around.”

Caine narrowed his eyes. “I need a PA who will fulfill all my wishes and demands immediately. That’s not easy to find—most people have social lives. You, however, are desperate and the way I see it, you owe me.”

I sobered at his reminder of the past. “So what . . . you get to act out some kind of vengeance by working me into an early grave?”

“Something like that.” He smirked. “It’ll be a comfortable grave, though.” He told me the salary and I almost passed out.

My mouth parted on a gasp. “For a PA job? Are you serious?”

I’d get to keep my apartment. I’d get to keep my car. Screw that . . . I’d be able to save enough money to afford a deposit on my apartment.

Caine’s eyes glittered triumphantly at my obvious excitement. “As I said, it comes with a price.” His grin was wicked and I suddenly felt a little breathless.

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Copyright © Samantha Young, 2015.


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COVER REVEAL: Hero by Samantha Young

There is a new standalone romance coming in February 2015 from the New York Times bestselling author of the On Dublin Street series—Samantha Young—her first book set in the US and described as an “emotional and unforgettable romance about a young woman trying to build a life for herself in the wake of a series of betrayals that destroyed her family.” And I am so excited to be able to share with you today the cover and blurb!!! Feast your eyes on Hero… ♥

Expected release date: 3 February 2015

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BOOK REVIEW: Echoes of Scotland Street by Samantha Young

echoesofscotlandstreetShannon MacLeod has always gone for the wrong type of man. After she drifted from one toxic relationship to the next, her last boyfriend gave her a wake-up call in the worst possible way. With her world shattered, she’s sworn off men—especially those of the bad-boy variety.

Cole Walker is exactly the sort that Shannon wants to avoid—gorgeous, tattooed, charming, and cocky. But his rough exterior hides a good man who’s ready to find “the one.” He’s determined to pull Shannon from her self-imposed solitude to win her heart.

As Shannon opens up in the face of Cole’s steady devotion, the passion between them ignites to blazing levels. But when Shannon’s past comes back to haunt her, her fears may destroy the trust Cole has built between them—and tear them apart for good.…


“You’re worth every bad thing that’s ever happened to me, because going through them led me to you.”

It’s rare to find a series that book after book never disappoints, never fails to capture my attention and make me fall head over heels in love with the characters, but On Dublin Street is not only one of these extraordinary instances, it is also a series that never stopped getting better and better. Two characters oh-so easy to love, an emotional storyline that kept me glued to my seat for hours on end, literally gasping for the next page—this is a book I adored and could not walk away from even days after I first finished it, needing to re-read parts of it over and over again. I have never not loved a Samantha Young book, but this one just might be my new favourite.

“Are you a hero, Cole Walker?”
“What is a hero, really?”
“I suppose it’s someone that saves people.”
“Yeah, I supposed it is.”
“So, do you save people?”
“I’m only fifteen. Give me a chance.”

Shannon and Cole met as teenagers, for a brief but unforgettable moment in time, and while their lives have led them onto very different paths, they both ended up becoming survivors of the cruel hands that fate has dealt them. While Cole’s childhood has been marred by neglect, and physical and psychological abuse at the hands of his only parent, he has grown into a kind-hearted and protective young man, whose ‘tatted-up’ bad boy appearance stands in stark contrast to his true character. Shannon’s emotional scars, on the other hand, come from a different but no less traumatic place. Every single relationship that she has been in has left a bad taste in her mouth, her last one leaving her battered both physically as well as emotionally. Moving to a new town might seem like the only way to escape her painful past, but she soon realises that no matter where she goes, her memories would inevitably follow.

“…somehow, hopefully, along the way I was going to find the girl I’d lost because of him.”

When Shannon steps into Edinburgh’s most revered tattoo studio looking for a job, she has no idea that her new boss would be the same boy she walked away from nine years before, the vivid memory of him still very much alive in her mind. But Cole’s tattoos and cocky demeanour remind her also of every bad boyfriend she has ever had, making her misjudge him at first sight. And no matter how charming or friendly he is towards her, she rejects both his friendship as well as his not-so-subtle advances, making it crystal clear what she thinks of “his type”.

“…Cole Walker represented everything wrong with my life and the choices I’d made thus far.”

But appearances can be deceiving and, soon, Shannon realises that she might have made the biggest mistake of her life by pushing Cole away. And that her own prejudices could cost her the affections of the best person she has ever met.

“You really are the biggest disappointment, Shannon MacLeod.”

While this is a truly heartfelt romance between two people you cannot help but fall madly in love with from the moment you meet them, this is also a story about knowing when to put the past behind you, learning from it but not letting it affect your future happiness. Shannon’s unfortunate past has the power to either define her or make her even stronger than she is. Having loved someone who constantly belittled her, made her believe she was talentless and stupid, and unworthy of someone like him, has not only damaged her self-esteem and confidence, but it also made her distrustful of her own ability to judge a person correctly and not to make the same mistakes again. Having someone like Cole Walker in one’s life, however, is all the motivation a girl needs to put her big girl panties on and take a chance.

“That wasn’t my voice in my head. That was someone else’s and he did not get to win like that.”

This is an inspiring tale of courage and resilience, framed by a beautiful and truly touching love story, and I ate up every hypnotic word of it. Ms Young never lets me down, always blows me away, and rarely leaves me in a state where I’m quite ready to enjoy another book. It’s been two days… maybe it’s time for a re-read!

“I’m going to f*ck every bad memory of those unworthy gits out of you, even if it takes me a lifetime. Starting tonight.”



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IN THE SPOTLIGHT: Echoes of Scotland Street by Samantha Young

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From the New York Times bestselling author of On Dublin Street comes a seductive story of forgiving the past and making up for lost time. And today, to celebrate this beautiful story’s release on 7 Oct (tomorrow!!), Samantha Young tells us a little bit about in… in person!!! ♥ [Read more…]

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BIRTHDAY TEASERS: Out of the Shallows by Samantha Young

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Epic. Unforgettable. Heartbreaking. A must read. That is how I would describe Into the Deep because I loved this book to no end and could not put it down. The story of Charley and Jake is so intoxicatingly addictive, you will find yourself cherishing the heart-breaking moments as much as the heart-warming ones. Samantha Young is an incredible storyteller, her characters stealing your heart from the very first page, and this book was no exception. Today, I am super-excited to be sharing with you a never seen before excerpt from the conclusion of Charley and Jake’s love story, Out of the Shallows, coming to us on 15 April 2014… ♥

Live young. Live hard. Love deep.

Jake and Charley’s story concludes in Out of the Shallows…

Somehow, after everything they’ve been through, Jake Caplin and Charley Redford made their way back to one another. But finding each other and staying together are two completely different things.

When Charley’s world is flipped upside down, she begins to question the choices and decisions she’s made since her arrival in Edinburgh, and in an effort to grip onto what she holds most dear she believes she must sacrifice her love for Jake.

Returning to the States for her senior year, Charley struggles to find peace and happiness. While everyone else seems to be finding themselves in college, Charley is terrified that, along with almost everything else that’s important to her, she’s lost herself.

While friends and family deal with their own tumultuous lives, there is one person resolved to uncover the reason behind Charley’s sudden defection and unhappiness. Refusing to give up without a fight, Jake believes he is the only one who can truly understand what Charley is going through, and this time he’s determined to prove he’s there for her no matter what obstacles are thrown in their way.

However, as Charley strives through the biggest personal journey of her life thus far, there is no guarantee that the woman she is becoming will still need Jake as much as the girl she once was did…


The sight before us brought me to an abrupt halt. Jake stumbled into my back, catching my elbows to steady me.

I grinned at the sight of Claudia and Lowe sitting at the guys’ kitchen table. So. My friend had decided to take my advice after all. “Hey.”

Claudia caught my look and made a face. “I was supposed to be meeting Beck,” she explained. “But I’m guessing he tripped and fell inside another groupie because he isn’t here.”

Lowe laughed, a deep, sexy sound. His eyes glittered in amusement and I felt a rush of anticipation at the thought of something happening between these two. So Claudia was too hung up on Beck to notice Lowe. That could change once they started hanging out more. I’d just have to make sure they had reason to spend time together. Alone.

As if Jake read my mind, he pulled me against him and murmured in my ear, “No.”


“You seem in a better mood.” I raised an eyebrow at Claud, ignoring Jake’s warning.

She shook her head, giving me a little smile that said she wasn’t mad at my attempts at matchmaking. “I got that email I was waiting on.”

My heart lurched in my chest. “And?”

Claudia’s eyes lit up. “It’s all good. I’ll tell you about it later.”

Relief moved through me. I couldn’t be happier for Claudia that her real dad had gotten back in touch. I was curious to know what he’d said, but I knew it was something she was keeping private.

And then an idea hit me.

“You should go out for a drink. Relax about it now. Maybe Lowe could take you.”

Jake gently nudged me toward the door with an exasperated sigh. “Charley and I will be in my room. Do not disturb.”

“Too much information,” Lowe muttered into his coffee.

“That’s your definition of too much information?” I heard Claudia say as I followed Jake down the hall. “You have a lot to learn.”

“Was that an invitation?” he purred back.

I shot Jake a triumphant look but he shook his head sternly and pulled me inside, locking the door behind us.

He turned to me, completely serious. “Beck would lose it if anything happened between Claudia and Lowe.”

“But you heard him.”

“That’s just Lowe. He’d flirt with a houseplant. What he would not do is touch Claudia. He knows how Beck feels about her.”

“You know, I’m starting not to care about Beck’s feelings when it comes to Claud. He’s messing with her. He doesn’t want to date her but he gets pissed when some other guy does. No. That does not fly in Charley World, Jake. I’ve advised Claudia to move on.”

Jake sighed as he gently pulled me close. “And you’re probably right. But don’t pit best friend against best friend.”

Feeling bad, I played with a button on his shirt. “I’m sorry. That’s not cool, I know.”

“Anyway, Lowe wouldn’t touch Claud.”

“Why not?” I glowered. “She’s smart and funny and prettier than all his groupies put together.”

I felt him shake with laughter. “Sheath the claws, sweetheart. I know your girl rocks but Lowe and Beck are tight. He wouldn’t do that to Beck, no matter how much of a dick Beck’s being.”

“Uh, he did it to you with me when you were being a dick.”

Jake tensed and I knew it was exactly the wrong thing to say. He released me and wandered toward his desk. Turning on his computer, he spoke without looking at me. “That was different. Lowe isn’t as tight with me as he is with Beck. And it was you.”

I was almost afraid to ask. “What was me?”

He gave me a sharp look. “Come on, you must know Lowe really likes you. You’re not just some girl to him.”

“If you know Lowe likes me, why do you rub us in his face?”

“I’m not.”

“The comment about the teeth marks. The comment just now. ‘Do not disturb.’”

“I’m just being me, I’m being us. I’m not going to stop being us. Plus, this way he’ll get over it quicker.”

“You were definitely far more concerned about protecting Melissa’s feelings.”

“That was different.” His face clouded at the mention of his ex. “Lowe wasn’t in a relationship with you. You didn’t tell each other you loved each other.”

Realizing I was digging myself deeper into unstable territory, I tried to stumble out the way I came in. “I’m just saying, I think there’s animosity between you two I don’t get.”

“He tried to f*ck you,” Jake snapped.

My cheeks flushed. “I think you’ll find that it was a little more complicated than that. He’s a good guy. He was there for me. All I want is the same for Claudia.”

Jake groaned and buried his head in hands. “Baby, I hear what you’re saying but please pick someone else. Not for my sake, not for Lowe’s sake, but for Beck’s sake.” He glanced over his shoulder at me and smiled. “He doesn’t get to hold her captive while he messes around with other girls. I get it. I do. Advise her to move on, cut him out, whatever … just don’t … He’s got his issues but me and The Stolen are his only real family. Lowe is like his brother. Don’t do anything to mess that up for him.”

I softened. “You sure are giving me a lot of credit if you’re truly worried I could make something happen between Claudia and Lowe.”

Suddenly looking very boyish, Jake said, “I believe you can do anything you put your mind to, Charley Redford. You’re a force to be reckoned with.”

His words cast a stillness over me, my eyes drinking in all that he was. “Totally worth it,” I murmured.


I grinned. “Get on the bed. You just won bonus sex.”

His low chuckle tickled me in all my good-for-nothing places as my sweater fell to the ground.


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BONUS SCENE: Into the Deep by Samantha Young

Boy, do I have a special treat for you today!!! As you may know, Into the Deep by Samantha Young is one of My Favourite Books ever. It is a truly unforgettable and deeply moving story of second chances at love and I cannot describe it any other way other than as an absolute must read. The story of Charley and Jake is so intoxicatingly addictive, you will find yourself cherishing the heart-breaking moments as much as the heart-warming ones. This book leaves us in a very happy place when it comes to our beloved characters, but their story continues and will conclude in Out of the Shallows, to be released on 31 January 2014.

Today, the lovely Samantha Young is giving us something so special I have been bursting for weeks unable to tell anyone! We are getting a never-seen-before bonus scene from Into the Deep, from Jake’s POV!!!! But this is not ANY scene we are talking about – this is THE scene we got a sneak peek of a few months ago and you can read it HERE. This is the scene when Charley and Jake first met – I loved it back then, I loved it when I read it in the book, but I have to admit, I love it even more now that I got to hear his voice too! Enjoy! ♥

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IntotheDeep_no border_322x500Live young. Live hard. Love deep.

Charley Redford was just an ordinary girl until Jake Caplin moved to her small town in Indiana and convinced her she was extraordinary. Almost from day one Jake pulled Charley into the deep and promised he was right there with her. But when a tragic incident darkened Jake’s life he waded out into the shallows and left Charley behind.

Almost four years later Charley thinks she’s moved on. That is until she takes a study year abroad in Edinburgh and bumps into none other than Jake Caplin at a party with his new girlfriend. The bad-boy-turned-good attempts to convince Charley to forgive him, and as her best friend starts spending time with Jake’s, Charley calls a truce, only to find herself tumbling back into a friendship with him.

As they grow closer, the spark between them flares and begins playing havoc with their lives and relationships. When jealousy and longing rear their destructive heads, Charley and Jake struggle to come to grips with what they mean to one another.

And even if they work it out, there is no guarantee Charley will ever trust Jake to lead her back into the deep…


The light from the fire his new friends had created flickered and flared brightly, casting shadows over the juniors and seniors who’d descended upon Alex Roster’s party. Alex had invited Jake two days ago when they were hanging out at the diner together.

Moving from Chicago to a tiny place like Lanton in Indiana hadn’t been easy, but Jake liked a challenge. He’d decided to use the summer before junior year started to his advantage and get to know as many people as possible.

That’s why three days ago he was hanging out with Sturgis, this funny stoner kid who could rock out on the electric guitar, and only yesterday he was eating a burger with Alex, an All American jock type. At least no one was giving him crap for clique-jumping. He was the new guy, somewhat exotic, and had already obtained a bit of a rep, so most people wanted to hang out with him. Which was fine by Jake, since having people to hang out with was the only thing stopping him from running screaming from the absolute boredom of living in Lanton.

One of Alex’s senior friends, Dean, handed Jake a beer. “You made it, man.”

Jake lifted his chin in thanks. “Yeah.” His eyes scanned the woods, watching people joking and laughing, some couples branching off to make out. “Looks like the party is in full swing. So… where’s the guest of honor?”

Dean grinned. “You made your way through so many chicks you’re bored and looking for fresh meat already?”

That was definitely the worst thing so far about living in a small town. Everybody knew everybody’s business. It became clear to Jake, but unfortunately much too late, that he couldn’t get away with hooking up with girls here and walking away unscathed. One, there really was nowhere to run from them, and two, within seconds of hooking up with them the whole damn town knew.

Still, Alex’s friend Lacey had gone on and on about this Charley girl, and any time her name was mentioned someone had a funny story to tell about her. After hearing the stories, Jake was kind of intrigued to meet the girl who’d been given the nickname “Supergirl” by an entire town because she’d knocked her sister out of the way of a moving vehicle and took the hit instead.

That was pretty hardcore for a small town girl.

“Nah, it’s not like that,” Jake semi-lied. “I’ve just heard a lot about her.”

“It wouldn’t be like that anyway,” Dean informed him. “Charley’s not the kind of girl who gives it up to just anybody. She used to date Roster, man. She dumped him just before summer started.”

Surprised, Jake took a sip of his beer and muttered, “Alex didn’t mention they dated.”

“Yeah, well, he’s going to make his play for her again so I wouldn’t get in the way of that. Alex probably wouldn’t say shit but Brett would get pissy just because it gives him an excuse to get pissy,” Dean curled his lip in distaste and Jake understood why.

Brett Thomas was the other drawback to living in Lanton.

He was Alex’s best friend and a complete douche. Brett was narrow-minded bully, and Jake couldn’t stand him.

“Hey,” Dean nudged his elbow, lifting his chin in the direction of the fire, “That’s Charley over there with Lacey.”

Turning, Jake squinted past the flames to just beyond where three girls were standing laughing. Lacey caught him staring and turned back to chatter excitedly at a blonde girl he hadn’t seen before.

The blonde looked up at him.

Jake tensed as their eyes met, his hand tightening around his beer bottle.

Holy shit.

Her eyes.

Without even really meaning to, Jake found himself walking through the throngs of party-goers toward the girl with those eyes. Eyes that drew him in­­­­–eyes filled with questions, very few answers, and something a lot like possibility.

Jake blinked. Are you listening to yourself? He guffawed, trying to shake off whatever the hell that had been. This girl was just a girl. A particularly cute girl with phenomenal bedroom-eyes, but just a girl nonetheless. Despite his mom coming down on him for messing around, Jake had to protest. He was only sixteen. He had plenty of time to find a girl who would break his heart, just like his mom had broken his dad’s a few years back. It hadn’t been easy to watch his mom pack up their things and walk out on their dad because he’d been neglecting his family for work. It was even harder to watch how devastated and panicked his father was by it. Logan Caplin adored his wife and he’d been a wreck when she’d left him. It was the first time Jake really understood what loving someone like that could mean. And at sixteen he just wasn’t ready to go through that.

Even if a girl did have eyes like Charley Redford.

Jake stopped in front of her, Lacey, and Lacey’s quiet friend, Rose. Charley held his gaze, and he felt lost for a second, so lost he almost didn’t pull off his casual, “So, you’re the mysterious girl who’s been gone all summer.”

She shrugged. “And you’re the mysterious newbie.”

Hmm. There was something kind of intimidating about her.

It occurred to Jake that maybe he’d gotten a little too used to girls giggling all over him, and just maybe Charley’s casual reaction to him was a reality check. Laughing at himself, Jake decided now would be a good time to remember those manners his mother had raised him with. He smiled and held out his hand to her. “Jake.”

Thankfully she held out her hand to him. “Charley.”

As soon as their skin brushed, Jake felt pressure on his chest. The pressure he’d felt when they first locked eyes. The pressure he felt that he couldn’t explain.

Pressure he was adamantly ignoring.

He grinned at Charley. “I know. You’re famous. Supergirl.”

“I hate living in a small town,” she grumbled, taking another pull of her beer. And just like that, with the mock dirty looks she shot her friends, and the little purse of her lips, the air of intimidation around her disappeared. Someone modest, obviously brave if all the stories were true, and definitely adorable, shone through.

Their eyes met again.

His breath hitched.


“We’re going to get more beer,” Lacey suddenly announced brightly, grabbing Rose’s hand and dragging her not so subtly away from him and Charley.

Charley scrunched her nose up, clearly embarrassed by their obviousness. It was cute as hell. “Sorry.”

Jake wasn’t. Now he had her alone he could kick the encounter up a notch. “Don’t be.” He stepped closer, inhaling her perfume. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh, I’ve heard you’ve met lots of people already.”

The fact that she’d been paying attention pleased him. A whole lot.  “You shouldn’t listen to gossip,” he teased.

“Especially when it’s true?” she answered dryly.

Smart ass. Hot, smart ass. Jake laughed. “I was just being friendly. Getting to know the new town. It’s not easy moving to such a small place after living in Chicago. Everything seems to move faster there and faster here causes shock.”

“Yeah, I can imagine it’s a huge change,” she said, sounding sympathetic. She leaned back against the post of the old gazebo the party was congregated around. Every small move she made, Jake followed it, as if he couldn’t quite look away. She tucked a lock of her gorgeous, long hair behind her ear, her silver bangles tinkling with the movement. She wasn’t overly tall, she wasn’t short either, and everything about her was graceful and sexy at the same time.

So hot.

When their eyes met again she was frowning. “Why did you move here?”

Jake had the why, he even understood the why. Didn’t mean he liked the why. It was a question he’d been asked a lot since arriving, one he’d deflected, shrugged off, because he still wasn’t ready to deal with the fact that they’d moved permanently to Bumble-fuck, Indiana. And yet… he wanted to tell her. And he couldn’t explain why that was.


They’d just met.

Exhaling, trying to ease that pressure on his chest, he answered softly, ““My mom and dad are from small towns, they missed it. My dad was pretty successful in Chicago and my mom liked her life there. However, my kid brother, Lukas, got mugged coming home from school one night when he missed the bus. They pulled a knife but didn’t hurt him. Still, it freaked my mom and dad out so much, they upped stakes.”

“You know bad things happen everywhere,” she replied quietly.

Yeah, Jake was sure Lanton saw its fair share of murder and mayhem. “You get a lot of muggings in Lanton, do you?”

“Only when things are slow. I like to shake things up a little.”

Pleasantly surprised by her sense of humor, Jake laughed again. “Ski mask and all?” he joked with her, feeling lighter than he had since before arriving in Lanton.

She shook her head, deadpan. “Bandit eye strip, a banana, and a black trash bag.”

I want to kiss her.

Pushing those inner thoughts aside, Jake chuckled at her quip. “Let me guess—the banana works three-fold: a ‘gun,’ a snack to keep your mugger energy up, and then the slippery peel is a great tool in your escape.”

Those gorgeous eyes of her were laughing up at him in a way that made him feel ten feet tall. “Dude, you got this down.” Her smile turned flirtatious, knocking any breath he had left in his body out. “Want to be a bandit with me?”

Fuck yes.

He had to kiss her. More than that Jake had decided… he had to know her.

Shit. He was in trouble.

A moment of panic caught in his chest but as she stared up at him with eyes he could drown in, Jake squashed the panic and leaned in close.

“Definitely,” he murmured.


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