Happy New Year and Happy Rock Stars Release Day!

Rock Stars Do It Harder!

Ready for your ereader at both Amazon and B&N.

Here is the Amazon link:
http://www.amazon.com/Rock-Stars-Do-Harder-ebook/dp/B00AV4X9TO/ref=la_B0095HTK0A_1_21?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1356964753&sr=1-21

Amazon UK:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rock-Stars-Do-Harder-ebook/dp/B00AV4X9TO/ref=sr_1_22?ie=UTF8&qid=1356965272&sr=8-22

and B&N:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/rock-stars-do-it-harder-jasinda-wilder/1045523076?ean=2940016151175

It will be a week or so until it is up at iTunes and it should be up at Kobo by the 2nd. Thank you so much for reading.

A tiny warning: This one is a bit spicy. Chase is a very bad boy.
As always please leave a review and let others know if you enjoy it. If you don't, just back away from your ereader and pretend it never happened.

Don't forget Wounded, if you haven't read it yet. It is getting some awesome reviews. It is now availble everywhere. Here is the Amazon link.
http://www.amazon.com/Wounded-ebook/dp/B00APLND3A/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1356965487&sr=1-1&keywords=wounded

Most important I want to wish you a very Happy New Year. 2012 has been both crazy and amazing for me and I can't wait to see what 2013 will bring. Thanks to all of you for being involved in the most awesome parts of my year.

xoxo
<3 Jasinda

Are you ready for Rock Stars Do It Harder? **teaser**

Merry Christmas friends! Hope you had a wonderful time with your friends and family over the past few days. I have so many people asking me about Rock Stars Do It Harder. It is coming very soon. Here is a small teaser while you wait. Please feel free to pass this preview around. I would love to get the excitment building for the release.

xoxo
<3 Jasinda

A Sneak Preview of

ROCK STARS DO IT HARDER

Part One of Chase's Story

Coming Soon

Preview material Copyright 2012 by Jasinda Wilder



The pain in Anna's eyes when she caught sight of Chase sent a bolt ofhim.

Chase had thrown himself into the band, into tours and concerts. He wrote like a madman, pouring his pain and anger into songs that got progressively darker as the weeks passed. His bandmates had noticed, but they didn't say anything. The darker music drew the fans, drew the crowds to swelling numbers, filled the stadiums and the bars and the casinos. Sure, they weren't headliners yet, but of all the opening acts, Six Foot Tall drew the most attention, garnered the loudest applause.

None of that mattered. Not to Chase.

The fans could scream their heads off, but it wouldn't fill the ache in Chase's heart, the hollow in his belly. Only she could fill him like that, and she'd chosen someone else. Even when fans snuck backstage after shows and pressed their bodies against him, he couldn't find even a moment of contentment.

He'd let a girl take him all the way once—and only once—after Anna broke his heart. He'd rejected dozens of girls up until then, all skinny girls with small, hard breasts and waists he could span with his hands, ribs showing when the lifted their tops to tempt him with their pale, frail bodies. He'd rejected them all, politely but firmly.

Then a different kind of girl found him backstage, bribed security to give her a few minutes alone with Chase. She was tall with wide hips and heavy breasts, a luxurious fall of black hair and bright green eyes. For the first time in weeks, Chase felt the stirrings of desire. He let her peel her shirt off, pendulous breasts swaying in front of his face, her areolas dark dimes against her pale skin. She'd pushed her skin-tight pants down to her feet and stepped out to stand before him naked and gloriously beautiful, a pale Diana. The cold air of the dressing room made her nipples stand on end, hard little beads.

Chase sat, waiting, heart thudding, his pose deceptively casual. She didn't say anything, just unbuckled his belt, tugged his pants down to his knees, slipped her legs astride his and impaled herself onto him, moved above him, her green eyes locked on his, full lips pressed thin, heavy breasts swaying. His body responded, but his mind stayed frozen and cold, his heart empty and black.

She isn't Anna. He pounded the thought through his mind, a harsh reminder, but to no avail. Black hair flashed into blond locks, green eyes turned gray. Her name was poised on his lips, whispered in the cold air.

Her nostrils flared and her eyes narrowed, the black-haired beauty, but she smiled and said, "I can be your Anna, if that's what you want."

She moved faster above him, her eyes closed and her breath came faster as she neared climax.

He came, and the release was brief and unfulfilling. She rose off him, plucked a few Kleenex from the box on the counter behind Chase. He watched with a kind of detached, apathetic disgust as she cleaned the white trickle from her thighs, swiped down the line of her lips, and then threw the tissue in the small metal trashcan on the floor. She dressed, pulled her long black hair into a ponytail and opened the door. Before she departed, she pulled a small white rectangle from her purse, a business card, and set on the filing cabinet by the door.

"If you get over Anna and you want some real company, call me." Then she was gone.

Chase sat, his pants still around his thighs, cock limp and sticky against his leg. A fist knocked, jerking Chase from his blank stare, and he tugged his pants on, buckled, and called a hoarse, "Come in."

The security guard poked his head in. "You're on in five." He saw the card on the cabinet, and flicked a grin at Chase. "Nice, huh? That chick had some big ol' titties, right?"

"Yeah."

"Gonna bring her backstage again after?"

"No." Chase felt a flood of self-loathing wash through him. "In fact, don't let anyone else back here again."

The security guard lifted an eyebrow in surprise. "You sure? You don't want—"

"No, I don't."

"All right, man. If you say so."

After that Chase had taken to hiding in the green room, or in a crowd of other musicians. He'd started to heal, started to forget.

And then he'd gone out onstage in Vegas, some casino way off the Strip. The lights had gone up, the crowd had been wild, manic, infusing him with a crazed energy. The first number had killed. Then he'd paused, scanning the crowd, seeing only a sea of faces. Just as Chase was about to give the signal to kick in the next number, he'd seen a flash of blond, an all-too familiar face only a few feet away from the stage.

Anna.

One look, and his heart had crumbled all over again.

He'd written dozens of songs about her, but he'd only written one song to her, for her. It was, perhaps, his best song to date. The band had learned it, but they hadn't planned on performing it yet.

It was time, he decided.

Chase spun in place and waved for his band's attention. "We're doing 'I Found You'."

"Now?" This was Gage, his bassist, and one of his oldest friends.

"Yeah now. She's here. She needs to hear it."

Gage shrugged. "If you say so, man."

"Make it burn, boys," Chase said. He turned away and fixed his eyes on Anna.

Mic to his lips, he addressed her. "This next song is...special. It's brand new, you guys are the first live audience to hear it played. I wrote it during a time of...heartbreak and loss. Just listen, you'll see what I mean." Chase paused to tamp down the emotion. "I hadn't planned this, but the person...the woman I wrote this song about, is in the audience today. Makes this performance especially personal. Anna, this is for you."

He watched her eyes darken with pain, and then the drumbeat kicked in and the music carried him away. He screamed himself raw, that song. But it didn't matter. She turned away, and he knew she'd made her final choice. Just as well. He was so hurt, so full of blind rage, he wouldn't have been able to speak to her.

He saw him, Jeff, standing behind her. "Take care of her."

Jeff nodded, and Chase was satisfied. Even through the anger and searing pain, he wanted her to be happy, and it was clear Jeff made her happy.

The rest of the set flew by, and he collapsed in the green room, completely spent. He sipped water and settled in to wait for his bandmates to finish partying with the rest of the festival bands. He wasn't up for a crowd, not then.

The door opened, and he started to bitch out the security guard, but the face he saw poking through the gap stopped his heart. She hesitated, unsure.

"You?" Chase's voice cracked into a whisper.

"I know you probably don't want to see me, of all people, but—"

"No, it's fine. Come on in." He set his bottle down and tried to gather his scattered wits. "What—uh, what are you doing here?"

She shrugged. "I don't know." She held up a backstage pass. "I have this...Anna—sorry, she gave it to me. So...here I am."

Her eyes held sorrow, for him. That hurt, in an odd way. She cared about him? She saw his pain, clearly. "Here you are."

The silence stretched out, neither of them sure what to say, or do, or feel.

God, she's gorgeous. The thought struck him, unbidden.

For the first time in months, Anna was nowhere in his mind.

Wounded is ready for your ereader!

 

Get Wounded release!

 

Hey friends,

I hope you are all doing well. It feels like it has been so long since I released my last book. Well, the day is finally here. Wounded is ready to be downloaded from your favorite online bookstore. It isn't up at iTunes yet as they are having some pubishing delays, but it should be very soon. I am so excited for you to read this one. This story is very different from anything you have read from me before. It is a bit dark with lots of action, suspense and lots of hot romance. I can't wait to hear what you think about it.

I want to hear what you think so badly that I want to offer a contest just to get some honest feedback from you. Just write a review where you bought Wounded in the next week, email it to me at jasindawilder@gmail.com after you post it and I will enter you to win a $50 Amazon gift card! Yay! Doesn't that sound like a nice Christmas gift for your ereader from me? :)

Also please keep an eye out for Rock Stars Do It Harder as that should release around New Years. Can't wait for you to read that one as well. It just might melt your Kindle.

Wishing you and your family a very Merry Christmas!
<3,

Jasinda

Links to Wounded:

Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Wounded-ebook/dp/B00APLND3A/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1355781181&sr=1-1&keywords=b00aplnd3a


Barnes & Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/wounded-jasinda-wilder/1045448891?ean=2940016070865

Kobo:
http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Wounded/book-defhgIj9uUS8t8sy-7Pt_A/page1.html?s=QIpwaZkjDEqdF0nEigsryw&r=9

Big Girls Do It Better is now FREE!

Hey friends,

I just wanted to drop a quick note to let you know that Big Girls Do It Better is now FREE at Amazon.com and Kobo. It should be up free at B&N and iTunes very soon too. Thank you so much for helping me get the word out about it. You are the best!

Love,
<3 Jasinda

Rock Stars Do It Harder

Is coming very SOON!
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Coming Soon: Wounded (cover reveal and teaser)

                                                        Coming Christmas 2012

Wounded, a new stand-alone title from bestselling author Jasinda Wilder, is a poignant tale of love and survival despite overwhelming odds and insurmountable opposition. Rania is a young woman alone in a war-torn city, forced by starvation to make an awful decision if she is to survive. Hunter is a US Marine with a broken heart, grievously wounded behind enemy lines. Thrown together by war and mutual loss, Rania and Hunter must not only learn to communicate with each other, but to rely on each other, and, in time, to face the welter of impossible emotions they both feel, but know they shouldn't. The price of love for Rania and Hunter is not just potential heartbreak, but their very survival.

Excerpt:

I wake up in the darkness. Shadows have eaten me. Silence sits on my chest like a wet, heavy blanket. I look around me, see shapes in the shadows. A chair, a table. A mirror reflecting shards of starlight. A square of lighter black with a swatch of pinprick stars: a window. Hard earth beneath me.

I want to get up. Need to get up. Can't stay here. Gotta get back to the guys. I manage an inch upward before pure agony bolts through me and I cry out, a soft grunt, high pitched and girly. Goddamn sissy whimpers. I grit my teeth to silence myself.

Scratching, motion, rustling cloth then a face appears above me, blocking my view of the stars. Blond hair hangs loose in long waves around her bare shoulders. I'm struck again by how stunningly beautiful she is, even in the dark of midnight black.

She says something in Arabic and touches the center of my chest to push me down, a featherlight touch between bullet holes in each shoulder. I stare at her, unable to look away. I wish it was light so I could see her better.

 

 

Big Girls Do It On Christmas

 

Hi friends,

 

I just wanted to thank you all for reading my stories. It honestly means more than words can express. A dream come true. I wrote a special Christmas Big Girls short story and I just hit publish on it. It should be up on Amazon sometime tomorrow but please don't buy it. I will make it free as a thank you to all my readers Thursday-Monday.

 

Warning: Do not read this unless you have finished Married because it has a HUGE spoiler.

 

I really hope you all enjoy it.

Thank you ♥

xoxo

Jasinda

Big Girls Do It Married

Hey Friends,

Just wanted to let you know I am ready to hit the publish button for Big Girls Do It Married on Amazon. Keep an eye out for it to pop up sometime tomorrow. I can't wait for you to read it and let me know what you think. Have a great weekend and thanks for reading.
<3 and xoxo
Jasinda