We're thrilled to reveal the cover and an exclusive excerpt for Three, Two, One by JA Huss, scheduled for release on January 28th... after reading the blurb and excerpt, we'll be stalking JA for this one because it sounds amazing!
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Exclusive Excerpt: Three, Two, One
ARK
As soon as I step out onto the terrace, JD stops what he’s doing and shoots me… a look. “What’s up?” he asks with a smile.
I ignore him and walk to the other side of the girl and bend down in front of her. Her head is lolling to one side, that’s how out of it she is. “What’s your name?” I ask her.
She straightens her chin and shrugs off JD’s hand on her shoulder. “Fuck you,” she spits. “I just want my money.” Her words come out slurred and her head drops down towards her chest.
“Well,” I say back, looking over at JD for his thoughts. He shakes his head at me. That shake says, Don’t get involved. But I want to be involved. I very much want to be involved. “I’ll just call you blue-eyes, then. How’s that?”
“You can call me whatever—“
I lean in and grab her face, holding her hard with one hand. My fingers wrapped along her jaw and my thumb pushing into her cheek. “Do you want your money or not?”
She slaps my hand away and tries to get up, but her legs buckle underneath her again and she falls into JD like dead weight.
“Jesus, Ark. Just go back to the camera and let me handle this.”
“Fuck that,” I say back, my eyes never leaving the girl. “I want in on this one.”
“What?”
I look over at him, logging his surprise, but not caring much.
“Why?”
“Why not,” I say back, settling down next to him, my back against the clear wall that separates us from the Denver city streets, eight floors below. “Is she even conscious, JD? Look and see.”
He leans down to try and see her face through the curtain of long hair and the drooping slope of her neck. “Fuck, I don’t know.”
I reach for her hand and she’s suddenly all arms and legs as she tries to push me off. “Get away,” she growls. “Get off me. If you try and take my money—“
“Quiet,” I snap back, grabbing her face again and forcing her face close to my mouth. She’s panting from the small fight, and the hair, cascading over her lips, puffs out with each labored breath. “You’re on something. We don’t film girls on drugs. So we’re gonna have to cut this short. You can take your two hundred and go.”
I start to get back up to my feet, but her small hand darts out and grabs my wrist. “Wait.” She pushes her hair out of her eyes with her other hand, and tries to look me straight on. She doesn’t entirely succeed. “Wait, please. I’m not a druggie. I swear. I’m not. They shot me up with something last night. They got me high and I don’t know what happened next. I just…”
Her words trail off and I look over at JD. “This is bad news. You know that, right? She’s not good for anything. We’ve got no contract, we’ve got no test, and there’s no way we can sell anything we film here. Why bother?”
JD opens his mouth to say something, but the girl beats him to it. “Just, please. One more chance. I’ll sign anything you want. I’m not underage. I’m not on drugs. I just got caught up in something bigger than me. I just need money to get home.”
“Ark,” JD says. He takes a deep breath. “Maybe we can’t use her for business, but we can make some good memories trying.” he laughs a little and that smile he’s famous for breaks through. “Right?”
The girl turns to him now, realizing she’s her ticket to the promised money. “Please.” She places her palm flat against his cheek. “Please, JD.”
The fact that she knows his name is what does it, I think. Because he shoots me a look that says, It’s all good. And then he slips a hand up her thigh, grabs her leg, and hikes it over his, spreading her halfway open for his pleasure.
As soon as I step out onto the terrace, JD stops what he’s doing and shoots me… a look. “What’s up?” he asks with a smile.
I ignore him and walk to the other side of the girl and bend down in front of her. Her head is lolling to one side, that’s how out of it she is. “What’s your name?” I ask her.
She straightens her chin and shrugs off JD’s hand on her shoulder. “Fuck you,” she spits. “I just want my money.” Her words come out slurred and her head drops down towards her chest.
“Well,” I say back, looking over at JD for his thoughts. He shakes his head at me. That shake says, Don’t get involved. But I want to be involved. I very much want to be involved. “I’ll just call you blue-eyes, then. How’s that?”
“You can call me whatever—“
I lean in and grab her face, holding her hard with one hand. My fingers wrapped along her jaw and my thumb pushing into her cheek. “Do you want your money or not?”
She slaps my hand away and tries to get up, but her legs buckle underneath her again and she falls into JD like dead weight.
“Jesus, Ark. Just go back to the camera and let me handle this.”
“Fuck that,” I say back, my eyes never leaving the girl. “I want in on this one.”
“What?”
I look over at him, logging his surprise, but not caring much.
“Why?”
“Why not,” I say back, settling down next to him, my back against the clear wall that separates us from the Denver city streets, eight floors below. “Is she even conscious, JD? Look and see.”
He leans down to try and see her face through the curtain of long hair and the drooping slope of her neck. “Fuck, I don’t know.”
I reach for her hand and she’s suddenly all arms and legs as she tries to push me off. “Get away,” she growls. “Get off me. If you try and take my money—“
“Quiet,” I snap back, grabbing her face again and forcing her face close to my mouth. She’s panting from the small fight, and the hair, cascading over her lips, puffs out with each labored breath. “You’re on something. We don’t film girls on drugs. So we’re gonna have to cut this short. You can take your two hundred and go.”
I start to get back up to my feet, but her small hand darts out and grabs my wrist. “Wait.” She pushes her hair out of her eyes with her other hand, and tries to look me straight on. She doesn’t entirely succeed. “Wait, please. I’m not a druggie. I swear. I’m not. They shot me up with something last night. They got me high and I don’t know what happened next. I just…”
Her words trail off and I look over at JD. “This is bad news. You know that, right? She’s not good for anything. We’ve got no contract, we’ve got no test, and there’s no way we can sell anything we film here. Why bother?”
JD opens his mouth to say something, but the girl beats him to it. “Just, please. One more chance. I’ll sign anything you want. I’m not underage. I’m not on drugs. I just got caught up in something bigger than me. I just need money to get home.”
“Ark,” JD says. He takes a deep breath. “Maybe we can’t use her for business, but we can make some good memories trying.” he laughs a little and that smile he’s famous for breaks through. “Right?”
The girl turns to him now, realizing she’s her ticket to the promised money. “Please.” She places her palm flat against his cheek. “Please, JD.”
The fact that she knows his name is what does it, I think. Because he shoots me a look that says, It’s all good. And then he slips a hand up her thigh, grabs her leg, and hikes it over his, spreading her halfway open for his pleasure.
Three, Two, One Cover, Synopsis,
and Goodreads Link (coming Jan 28th)
One Girl.
Two Friends.
Three Soulmates.
ONE GIRL
Battered, barefoot, and huddled under a bookstore awning, trying to stay out of the pouring rain, Blue only knows one thing. After fifteen months of captivity, finally… she is free.
TWO FRIENDS
Self-made millionaires, JD and Ark, are not out to save anyone when they stumble upon the wet and shivering girl one early Sunday morning. But when you sell sex for a living and salvation is ringing your bell… you answer the call.
THREE SOULMATES
After years of searching, love lifts the veil of darkness, and three people—with three very big secrets—find themselves bound together in a relationship that defies the odds.
Or does it?
Love. Lust. Sex.
The trinity might be perfection… but not everything should come in 3’s.
Two Friends.
Three Soulmates.
ONE GIRL
Battered, barefoot, and huddled under a bookstore awning, trying to stay out of the pouring rain, Blue only knows one thing. After fifteen months of captivity, finally… she is free.
TWO FRIENDS
Self-made millionaires, JD and Ark, are not out to save anyone when they stumble upon the wet and shivering girl one early Sunday morning. But when you sell sex for a living and salvation is ringing your bell… you answer the call.
THREE SOULMATES
After years of searching, love lifts the veil of darkness, and three people—with three very big secrets—find themselves bound together in a relationship that defies the odds.
Or does it?
Love. Lust. Sex.
The trinity might be perfection… but not everything should come in 3’s.
