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Jill Patten was born a Yankee, but raised a southerner. She lives in the small town of Mayberry, North Carolina which was made famous by a popular TV show back in the sixties. (Maybe there will one day be a statue of her at the end of Main Street. Ha! A girl can dream, right?)
Jill has always loved to read, even during reading labs in middle school for reading comprehension. Judy Blume was her first author she hero-worshipped, maturing to revere the works of Stephen King. With all the fantastic authors today, she simply cannot choose a favorite. Her taste is very eclectic and she loves almost all genres. When she's not captivated by her fictional characters, she spends time with her sweet husband and two beautiful children.
Music is her muse. Jill also loves elephants, sarcasm, and anything made with sugar, especially sweet tea. She enjoys all things rude and crude and laughs at stuff she probably shouldn't. She has been accused of being bossy a time or two, but doesn't really see it herself.
All in all, Jill is just a small town girl in this great big world trying to enable your book addiction.

Secrets Unveiled blurb (Secrets, 2)
In this second and final installment, Jaxon and Courtney are forced into a world of more secrets. Some have been harbored from within, some are unknown, and some or just forming. When the truth finally does come out, will their fragile love for one another be strong enough to hold, or will the weight of deceit break the string that tethers them together




Excerpt #1

My nerve endings buzzed with agitation. I needed a release. I needed an out. I needed to swim, but I was too fucked up to get in the pool. The fucking cocaine had me on edge, and I needed a downer. My eyes jumped back over to the glove box again.
Making a spontaneous decision, I turned the key in the ignition, bringing my truck to life. She hummed loudly, which only intensified my edginess even more. Troy was going to be pissed I was bailing on him, but I was pretty sure Val had already filled him in on the state she found me in the parking lot. I couldn’t take a chance on going in there feeling wired up like a live electrical current. One little remark would be all it would take to set me off. Fighting with Troy wasn’t something I wanted to add to my plate right now.
Somehow I made it home without killing myself or someone else. Leaning across the bench seat, I opened my glove box and made the irrational decision to take the ludicrous contents with me.
Fuck, I needed a dog or some kind of pet who would greet me with unconditional love when I returned home. My loneliness was swallowing me into the depths of perdition. Hell fed on all the black and grey that crept throughout my being.





Excerpt #2

Tears pierced the back of my eyes like tiny needles and I quickly turned away. The gravity that had been holding me prisoner finally released its grasp, and I quickly made my way to the exit. The door latched behind me with a loud clicking sound, but I didn’t care. I had to get out of there.
With full-force, I ran down the beach, and didn’t stop until my legs could no longer move. There was no more energy left in me, and it caused me to fall onto the cool, gritty sand. There was no point in stopping the tears; I let them flow freely, I needed to get it all out. I needed to get him out, remove him from my system like he had apparently done me. To know how quickly he had moved on was gut-wrenching.
Curled up into a ball, I laid there in the sand and sobbed until my cries turned into hiccups. He had told me I helped him to remember what it felt like to fall in love again, but how did you feel that way then screw some other girl so soon after?
A little over a month. That was all it took for him to go back to his man-whore days. Was it really fair of me to judge him? Who was I to be mad? I was after all the one who pushed him away.
“I don’t know what you’re doing here, but you need to turn your ass back around and go back to where you came from. Nobody wants you around here. You’ve caused enough trouble.”

Excerpt #3

Without warning she lunged at me with full-force, attacking me like a wild animal that had been caged for years. My head collided against the back window, but I didn’t care when her lips devoured mine. She kissed me with so much power and need. It was a different kind of need. She clung to me as if I was her life support, as if she would diminish from this world without me. God, I loved her.
The warmth from her touch buzzed throughout my body. It was so much more intense than any drug could ever give me. This high was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was euphoric and surreal.
Courtney climbed onto my lap, straddling me, pinning me against the inside corner of my truck. Her hands engulfed the sides of my face as she tasted every part of my mouth. My hands crept along her thighs then her hips, trailing up until I found the soft flesh against her ribs. She moaned into my mouth causing my cock to lengthen uncomfortably in my jeans. Knowing I shouldn’t encourage this, I gently caressed the underside of her breasts. My hands were longing to touch her nipples, to tug and pull them until she submitted to me wholly.



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