Today marks the release of Surviving Amber Springs, a second chance reverse harem romance that will appeal to both reverse harem and contemporary romance readers alike. This book has everything you have come to expect from my work – twists and turns galore, tons of emotion and angst, drama and suspense, and a controversial story-line. PLUS, there is plenty of swoon-worthy romance and three times the male hotness to drool over!
I’m always nervous-excited with every new book launch, and I regularly tell my husband that the day I’m not is the day I’ve become complacent and should give up! But my anxiety today is a lot higher than usual because this is such a sensitive subject and I really hope everyone understands the message I’m trying to convey. Yes, this book is entertaining but I also hope it’s thought-provoking and insightful. I urge everyone to read the note at the start before reading as this book may cause triggers for some readers.
I’m enormously proud of every book I write, but this one has touched a special place in my heart and I hope it does that for you too.
EARLY READER PRAISE FOR SURVIVING AMBER SPRINGS
“Emotional, raw, powerful, beautiful. I LOVED it!” Rachel Harris, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
“I love Siobhan’s writing … and I’m so glad that I’ve remained open-minded. Otherwise, I would have missed out on some of her best work… this book included.”Danielle. Goodreads reviewer
“A compelling RH with great guys and believable relationships but it’s so much more. It’s a thought-provoking story of mistakes, misplaced judgments, second chances.” Jennifer. Goodreads reviewer
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About the book
Surviving Amber Springs
by Siobhan Davis
Genre: Contemporary Romance/ Reverse Harem
Age Category: Upper Young Adult/ New Adult
Release Date: 26 December, 2018
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone…
I’m the second-most hated person in Amber Springs.
First place honors go to my twin, Ethan; however, hate isn’t a strong enough word to convey how people feel about him.
Not that I blame anyone—some days, I hate him too. Mostly, I’m just lost and afraid, drowning in a sea of betrayal and guilt, wondering how this happened right under my nose.
There’s no choice but to leave. To move clear across the country in a last-ditch attempt to start over.
Transferring to a new school midway through senior year is hellish for most people. For me, it’s a welcome relief—until someone discovers our secret and now everyone knows.
The pointing, whispering, and scathing looks follow me around again, and I’m back to square one. Except, this time, I’m not alone.
Axel, Skeet, and Heath took me under their wing from the minute I arrived here. I’ve no idea why three of the hottest guys in town took any interest in me or why they continue to have my back, but I’m so grateful to have them in my corner.
Because, right now, they’re the only reason I’m not following my brother into an early grave.
Due to sensitive content, and possible triggers, this book is recommended to readers aged 18+. Full length novel.
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“You go first,” Axel says in a whisper on the landing, thrusting a fluffy white towel into my arms.
I channel my inner seductress, narrowing my eyes and licking my lips. “We could always shower together.”
He pushes me into the wall, caging me between his arms while leveling a dark gaze on me. “Showering won’t be all we’re doing if I go in there with you,” he warns, his voice rough and husky.
“Why do you think I suggested it?”
His lips descend on mine, and he kisses me deeply. I pant into his mouth, clutching at his waist, pulling him flush against me. The evidence of his arousal, prodding my stomach, coils my insides into delicious knots, and I’m already so wet for him. I whimper when he suddenly pulls back. “Are you sure, Blaire?” His eyes examine mine carefully. “I thought you needed space.”
I was right. He was purposely ignoring my wishes, yet I can’t find it in me to criticize him for it. Not when he seems to know what I need better than I know myself. “I do.” I sigh. “I don’t. I … I don’t know.”
“And that’s exactly why we shouldn’t.” He kisses my cheek, moving to step away.
“No.” I fist my hand in his shirt, pulling him back into me. “I need to feel … something real.” My eyes convey every emotion racing through me. “Please, Ax. I just … I just need you.”