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Michelle Irwin
Author Of:
Phoebe Reede: The Untold Story series

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Living in the shadow of a legend has its drawbacks.

Every aspect of Phoebe Reede’s life has been defined by her father. Caught halfway between being a teen and an adult, she yearns to break free from the weight of expectations surrounding the Reede name.

Her desire for freedom sends her overseas on her first solo journey. There, she finds herself having an unexpected adventure with an unlikely person.

How can she learn who she wants to be and what is nothing more than a phase?

**Due to strong language and sexual content not intended for anyone under the age of 18. Later books in this series contain content, including sexual assault and violence, that may trigger emotional distress in some readers.**

Mike’s mistake had left me alone in a bar on my birthday, dressed perfectly for a punk rock show when a bunch of hillbilly rockers took the stage. Overall, it was not my idea of a good night, but I didn’t have anything else to do other than go back to the motel, and I wasn’t ready to turn in just yet. That would be tantamount to admitting I didn’t know how to have fun whatever the situation.
I was sitting at the bar when three guys in the middle of a conversation that I could barely follow came over and stood near me. Their chatter grew louder as they waited for the bartender. Something about quarterbacks and intercepts and God knows what else. Two of the guys were so similar looking, with black hair and hipster beards, that they must have been brothers. The other one stood a good head taller than them both, with sandy-brown hair and an aura of clean-cut wholesomeness. Too bad he was an oaf, taking up three times more space than he needed as he swung his arms around, splashing his drink as he did.
“Oi, watch it, mate!” I shouted as the klutz stepped back in the middle of his boisterous storytelling, bumping the drink in my hand and nearly tipping it over me.
After he’d turned to me, he inclined his head. “Sorry, ma’am.”
I didn’t acknowledge his words for a moment because the world had stopped spinning as soon as I met his eyes. Galaxies had less complexity and beauty than the swirling amber and chocolate that battled for dominance in his irises. His sharp jaw and pronounced chin spoke to places deep inside me and filled me with the urge to trace my fingers across them as I drew his lips to mine. Something stronger than butterflies burst to life in my stomach, threatening to tear me apart from the inside if I kept staring at him.
“Whoa.” The guy’s eyes widened as his gaze trailed over my face and down my body.
I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I stood a little straighter, shoving my chest out under his appraisal. Mostly because he wasn’t looking me over because he’d seen me in some catalogue or magazine. I’d caught his eye just for being me—at least momentarily.
“Are ya all right there, darlin’?”
His words were enough to shake me from my stupor. What the fuck was I thinking? Anyone would think I’d never seen a hot guy before. Then again, there was something about his wide shoulders and the wiry, muscled forearms barely covered by the rolled sleeves of his flannelette shirt that screamed for my attention. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just, uh, watch where you’re stepping next time, please. I don’t think this bar is big enough for your tales.”
“And where’s that cute li’l accent of yours from, darlin’?”
I could have sworn his accent grew more pronounced with every word of his question. Maybe he could see the way my lips parted and hear the way my breath sped at the sound of his lazy cowboy drawl even over the loud music. He must have been in for the band.
“Uh, Australia,” I answered when I remembered that I needed to speak if we were going to have an actual conversation. “And before you say anything else, don’t even bother with the down under pickup lines. I’ve heard them all by now, and none of them work.”

Michelle Irwin has been many things in her life: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; a young girl willing to fight for the love of a vampire; and a time-travelling madman in a box. She achieved all of these feats and many more through her voracious reading habit. Eventually, so much reading had to have an effect and the cast of characters inside her mind took over and spilled out onto the page.

Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under with her surprisingly patient husband and ever-intriguing daughter, carving out precious moments of writing and reading time around her accounts-based day job. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.

Here is your chance to win.  Go to Michelle Irwin’s and our Facebook which I will see links below.  Click follow for on both sites and then add in the comment section these words: “Michelle Rocks!”  The first to do it is the winner.  There will be our copy of the autographed "Phase", one we got at The InD’Scribe Conference. You must be in the USA for the large paperback to be shipped I am so sorry.  


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