A Beautiful Idea (The Beautiful Series)
by Emily McKee
New Adult Erotic Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 14, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count/Length: 285 pages
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Isabelle Clark always had ideas, but that’s all they ever were . . . until now. She grew up in a world filled with poverty and hatred from the person who gave birth to her and had decided she would finally make her ideas a reality. After moving away to college as a junior she ran into the University of Maryland’s walking one-night stand. Literally.
Maddox Mitchell was every girl’s wet dream all in one muscled, tattooed, pierced, baseball playing package. He thought he had the life: going to school, tattooing people by day, and giving girls the best orgasms of their life by night. When he found out that Financial Aid didn’t fully cover Isabelle’s room and board Maddox had an idea: Isabelle should move in with him.
On the outside everybody sees Isabelle as a quiet bookworm and Maddox as a player, both on and off the baseball diamond. They soon learn who the other truly is. Either way, they’re about to realize this idea was a beautiful one.
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
After graduating high school, I took general classes at the local community college and worked at a grocery store to save up money so I could move out. some girls smacked their gum and lost brain cells I passed the boring time with my head in a good book.
I wasn’t dealt the best hand in life. My mom was a junkie and my dad bailed when he found out she was pregnant with me. I liked to refer to him as “the sperm donor,” and ever since then Cynthia has loathed me. Children’s Services stepped in a couple of times and every time I was placed back into the “stable environment” of a crackhead alcoholic.
Huh, some legal system we have?
There were days and sometimes weeks when we didn’t have electricity or sewage and I have been on food stamps for as long as I can remember. Let me just say that whoever invented powdered milk is a complete and total basket-case!
Anyway, Cynthia decided I was going to be her only mistake. So while there are families out there with numerous kids, I was all by myself. We were dirt poor so I couldn’t really do much and in high school I kind of kept to myself. Sure, I had a few friends here or there, but nothing lasted. They were never interested in sticking around. Plus, while kids were ditching class and getting drunk on the weekends, I was more interested in my books and steering clear of Cynthia’s wrath.
So while most teenagers were sucking face I had my head in the clouds or in a book. I’m an avid reader and when I read I escape. The point to reading and watching movies are to escape your shitty, fucked up life for just a few hours. That was why, on the rare occasions when I did get to see a movie and it sucked big time, I made a point to complain until I got a refund. I didn’t care that the girls were from my school and would make fun of me the following Monday morning. But anyway, back to why I read. I liked to think I was the leading lady getting the Happily Ever After.
My head was always filled with ideas and possibilities, but that’s all they ever were. I decided a change was in order and I was going to make my dreams a reality. If you haven’t figured it out yet then you are a complete bonehead. I, Isabelle Katherine Clark, Iz for short, want to be an author.
I wanted to write about everyday people who live extraordinary lives. No, not like meeting a billionaire, but meeting a regular guy and falling in love, having the white picket fence, and 2.5 kids. I might throw in a serial killer to spice it up a bit, but you catch my drift.
We needed to get back to the times of Elizabeth Bennett and Mr. Darcy or Tristan and Isolde. Where you felt that life altering, ground breaking, universe shifting true love. The simplicity of it that made me wonder if that could happen in real life. The events of my life up to that point had given me the answer. That no, it couldn’t.
Unfortunately, our stories and the paths we choose aren’t written by authors who sit behind a computer desk and have all the time in the world to calculate the perfect words for answering a question or how we’re going to throw ourselves at who we think is the love of our life. Nope.
We get one chance and that one chance can make or break us. Turn our event into enchantment or one of tragedy. Either tears are shed or the sounds of laughter fill a room.
We aren’t able to click backspace or delete. That’s the beauty of real life; good or bad we live in the moment.
About the Author:
When I’m not writing future books in The Beautiful Series, as well as coming up with ideas for standalones I am buying every single Young Adult novel there is out there in the hopes to read them in the future. I am also currently working towards a major in Liberal Arts where I had planned on writing about real life – real people in real situations. Although that all changed over Christmas Break of 2012 when I got the idea for A Beautiful idea and that part became Chapter 16. I guess the best things in life really do come from the unexpected and I now know what I want to do for the rest of mine. In my spare time I have a part-time job and I take care of my little barking girl Annabelle Leigh. I love listening to music of all genres and I love going to the movies, as well as the mall. Come on? I’m a girl!
- I’m obsessed with coffee . . . Green Mountain Dark magic. If you use milk, sugar or both you are evil!
- I love to cuddle!
- I have a weird fascination with pillows . . . my bed is covered with them.
- Cheetos are my kryptonite.
- Channing Tatum is my boyfriend.