21 January 2014

Brown, Eliza: Saving Stella

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Saving Stella from GR coverAfter living the past six years of her life as a shadow of her former self, Stella Morgan’s twin sister, Sloan, takes matters into her own hands, setting her quiet, reserved sister up with her friend and boss Brayden Brooks.

But after the trauma of her past, can Stella ever trust another man? Can she overcome her demons to find her happily ever after?



I can’t believe I actually did it. I asked a man to come to my home. I’ve never had a man here. Never. I must be crazy. What was I thinking!! I can’t do this. Oh God, I should tell him not to come, that I’ve changed my mind. My palms were sweating, I was pacing around my bedroom flexing my fingers. I was sure I was going to throw up at any moment.

Then I heard a brisk knock come from my front door. Oh Lord, he was here. I looked down at myself and realised I was still in my bra and panties I had put on when I got out of the shower, and nothing else.

I called out in a shaky voice that I would just be a moment and hurried to find some clothes. I found a pair of comfortable leggings and a long sweater that sat just below my butt. Then I hurried to the door, stepping up to my tippy toes I looked through the peep hole, there he was, in all his masculine glory. I think I started to drool a little. I wiped my hand across my mouth just in case before opening the door.

I stood there frozen in place, just staring at him. I felt a fool but I couldn’t make myself move. My eyes roved over his beautiful face, down his impressive chest that was encased in a long sleeved black t-shirt that looked a size too small the way it hugged his torso. I continued my perusal of his amazing body, he wore a pair of dark jeans that sat low on his hips, if he were to move just so I would catch a glimpse of the V that I knew led below the waist band of those jeans. He cleared his throat, effectively snapping me out of my daze.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Come in.”

I stepped back, holding open my front door for him to come through. He was so broad that even with my back pressed against the wall his large bicep grazed my breasts on his way past me. My nipples stood to attention immediately. What was wrong with me! I can’t remember ever reacting like this to such a simple touch. An accidental touch at that.

I closed and locked the door out of habit, before squeezing past Brayden’s large body to lead him into the main living area. I had a small apartment, I liked it like that, very basic. Dividing my kitchen and dining area from my lounge room was a half wall I had painted metallic silver, with photos and trinkets I had collected over the years sitting on the top.

My heart felt like it would beat out of my chest it was beating so hard and fast. I had a man in my apartment. The realization took my breath away. I didn’t know what to do. My mind wouldn’t focus. It was racing a mile a minute. I had a man in my apartment. One I was apparently attracted to. That little revelation made my heart stop, and then take off at an alarming rate. My hand flew to my chest above my heart; I bent over and started heaving for air.

This was not my first panic attack. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to focus on calming myself down and slowing my breathing before I started to hyperventilate. Before I knew what was happening I was wrapped in strong arms being carried to my couch. If I listened really hard I could hear a strong yet kind voice murmuring soothing words in my ear. I began to relax into his hold. My breathing calmed and my heart beat slowed.

I don’t know how long we sat like that. It could have been hours, it could have been minutes. I was spent. Panic attacks always left me exhausted. I curled into his warmth, and he wrapped his arms tighter around me. I’d never felt so safe. In that moment I knew, Brayden Brooks was going to change my life.

Fun Facts

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  1. I am slightly obsessed with my characters, to the point that I dream about them. My dreams usually end up being scenes in my books.
  2. I’m so behind the times with technology that I got my first ever iPad in August 2013. Thanks to my awesome husband who got it for me just because he’s awesome.
  3. I got married two weeks after I turned 19. My husband and I had met 11 months earlier. But when you know, you just know, you know?
  4. I have three incredibly gorgeous kids. A five year old daughter and my boys are one and two.
  5. I had all of my children before I turned 25. Crazy you say? I agree!
  6. Saving Stella was not the first book I started working on. But it is the first one that was just right. I refuse to publish unless I am 100% happy with where the story goes.
  7. I never finished high school. I dropped out when I turned 16 to become a… wait for it… check out chic at our local super market. Ambitious right.
  8. I have used parts of my best friend’s names in my characters names. The twins last name is Morgan that is also one of my best friend’s last names. Stella’s receptionists name is Bianca, that is my other best friend’s first name.
  9. I had a massive crush on my childhood best friend, Braden. That’s where Stella’s leading man’s name came from.
  10. It would appear that cleaning my kitchen brings out my muse. Many of the scenes in my books come to me while I’m doing the dishes and I have to run off and scribble them down in my note book before I forget.
  11. One day while writing one of the more frisky scenes in Saving Stella I was really getting into the groove when my one year old pulled a sneak attack and crawled up under my desk and started sucking on my big toe. Needless to say I was no longer in the groove.
  12. My big sister is my biggest fan. She is also my editor.
  13. I have worked in a lot of varied fields of work. I was a check out chic, I’ve done hairdressing, I was a receptionist for a remedial therapist, I have worked in a butchery and I had my own clothing and jewelry business.
  14. My sweet mother has never read any of my writing, and never will if I have anything to do with it. She would have a coronary!
  15. My hair is never the same colour for too long. I love to change it up all the time, keeps me feeling fresh. It’s currently the longest it has been in over 10 years!
  16. I was 20 when I first picked up a novel. Stephenie Meyer started my love affair with books. That’s right, Twilight was the first book I ever read.
  17. My husband believed I had an unhealthy obsession with the Twilight books, so when I was away one time he burnt them. His excuse was, he ran out of kindling.
  18. I LOVE to travel. I have been to the South Island of New Zealand, England, Ireland, Scotland and Paris. I would love to go to the US one day.
  19. My favourite movie is American Outlaws. Young Collin Farrell, Oh HELL YES!
  20. I have two tattoos, a Celtic butterfly on my left hip bone and a cluster of three dragonflies on the left side of my lower back.

Meet the Author

I am new to the writing scene. I’m a 25 year old domestic goddess aka a housewife. I have three super energetic children aged 1,2 and 5. I live in Queensland, Australia.

I started writing at the start of this year. Saving Stella is not the first book that I have written, but it is the first that I felt was good enough to publish.

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12 January 2014

Brown, Eliza: Sloan’s Surrender

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Book Title: Sloan’s Surrender
Author: Eliza Brown
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 12, 2014
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What do you do when you find yourself falling for the kind of man you never in a million years imagined yourself with? How do you keep your distance when everything inside of you is craving the one thing you don’t deserve? When someone is as broken as I am, they don’t get the happily ever after. That kind of thing is reserved for people like my sister Stella, people who deserve it.

He thinks I’m worth loving, he thinks I’m special. But he doesn’t know the demons in my past. He doesn’t know the things I’ve done, to protect my family, to protect myself. If he knew, he’d run. He can never find out, he can never know how truly dark my soul is. I should have let him go before it got to this, but I love him, I can’t live without him now.

Meet the Author
I’m a 26 year old mummy to three crazy cute kids.
Wife to a sexy tree lopper.
Little sister to a Nutbag, a Fireman and a Linesman.
Owner of a Big Ass Great Dane and a Slightly Psychotic Cat with a limp.
Writer of what i like to think are Fan-Freaking-Tastic books.

I discovered books can help you heal, give you motivation to go after what you really want in life and sooth the soul.

I had a strong desire to write a book of my own for a really long time, but I didn’t have the confidence. One day after a particularly inspirational chat with one of my best friends, I decided to go for it. Simple as that. I had stories running around in my head and it was time to set them free.


Grabbing my bag I let Christina know I was heading out. I lit a cig as soon as I got outside. The fresh air felt good on my skin. The walk to Freddie’s took a little longer tonight since I was lost in my own thoughts. Three cigarettes later, I was sitting in my usual booth at the back of the bar.

It was Thursday, so no band tonight. I settled into the seat, closed my eyes and lay my head back while I waited for the waitress to come get my order. Thoughts of the pretty boy kept invading my mind. I didn’t want this. I wasn’t ready for it.

My mother had once told me that when you meet the right man something inside you just clicks. You can try and fight it but it will do no good. No other man will ever do.

… , I’m screwed.

I felt like banging my head against the table, but I didn’t want to cause a scene. Not that I have a problem with causing scene’s, I’m just not in the mood. I want to be left the hell alone, drink myself into oblivion then find some random root rat and have my way with him.

Just then the seat on the other side of the book creaked and dipped. What the hell? Can’t people just leave a girl alone? I sat up in my seat ready to rip someone’s head off, but I was pulled up short by the sight of pretty boy sitting across from me.

Sloan- Sloan’s Surrender by Eliza Brown

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