Title: Infinity + One
Author: Amy Harmon
Release Date: June 8th 2014
Synopsis
When two unlikely allies become two unwitting outlaws, will two unforgettable lovers defy unbeatable odds?
Bonnie Rae Shelby is a superstar. She’s rich. She’s beautiful. She’s impossibly famous. And Bonnie Rae Shelby wants to die.
Finn Clyde is a nobody. He’s broken. He’s brilliant. He’s impossibly cynical. And all he wants is a chance at life.
One
girl. One boy. An act of compassion. A bizarre set of circumstances.
And a choice – turn your head and walk away, or reach out your hand and
risk it all?
With
that choice, the clock starts ticking on a man with a past and a girl
who can’t face the future, counting down the seconds in an adventure
riddled with heartbreak and humor, misunderstanding and revelation. With
the world against them, two very different people take a journey that
will not only change their lives, but may cost them their lives as well.
Infinity
+ One is a tale of shooting stars and fame and fortune, of gilded cages
and iron bars, of finding a friend behind a stranger’s face, and
discovering love in the oddest of places.
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Author Bio
Amy
Harmon knew at an early age that writing was something she wanted to do, and
she divided her time between writing songs and stories as she grew. Having
grown up in the middle of wheat fields without a television, with only her
books and her siblings to entertain her, she developed a strong sense of what
made a good story.
Amy Harmon has been a motivational speaker, a grade school teacher, a junior high teacher, a home school mom, and a member of the Grammy Award winning Saints Unified Voices Choir, directed by Gladys Knight. She released a Christian Blues CD in 2007 called “What I Know” – also available on Amazon and wherever digital music is sold. She has written five novels, Running Barefoot, Slow Dance in Purgatory, Prom Night in Purgatory, the New York Times Bestseller, A Different Blue, Making Faces and most recently, Infinity + One.
Excerpt
He bit back a curse and strode to his truck. Unlocking the door, he tossed his bags in the backseat, climbed in, and slammed the door. He turned the key and backed out resolutely, trying to ignore the fact that she had risen, her hands on her bags, and that her hood had slipped from her head. She didn’t move forward, didn’t call out to him to wait. She just stood there, watching him go. He shifted into drive and made it 100 feet before he let his eyes find her figure in the rear view mirror.
“Unbelievable,” Finn ground out, and slammed the wheel with the palm of his hand. He slowed to a stop. “UNBELIEVABLE!” he reprimanded himself even as he engaged the brake, pushed the door open and lurched out of the idling vehicle. Bonnie still stood with her two duffle bags in her hands, her grandma’s stolen purse on her shoulder, but now her lips were slightly parted, clearly stunned that he’d stopped.
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Amy Harmon has been a motivational speaker, a grade school teacher, a junior high teacher, a home school mom, and a member of the Grammy Award winning Saints Unified Voices Choir, directed by Gladys Knight. She released a Christian Blues CD in 2007 called “What I Know” – also available on Amazon and wherever digital music is sold. She has written five novels, Running Barefoot, Slow Dance in Purgatory, Prom Night in Purgatory, the New York Times Bestseller, A Different Blue, Making Faces and most recently, Infinity + One.
Excerpt
He bit back a curse and strode to his truck. Unlocking the door, he tossed his bags in the backseat, climbed in, and slammed the door. He turned the key and backed out resolutely, trying to ignore the fact that she had risen, her hands on her bags, and that her hood had slipped from her head. She didn’t move forward, didn’t call out to him to wait. She just stood there, watching him go. He shifted into drive and made it 100 feet before he let his eyes find her figure in the rear view mirror.
“Unbelievable,” Finn ground out, and slammed the wheel with the palm of his hand. He slowed to a stop. “UNBELIEVABLE!” he reprimanded himself even as he engaged the brake, pushed the door open and lurched out of the idling vehicle. Bonnie still stood with her two duffle bags in her hands, her grandma’s stolen purse on her shoulder, but now her lips were slightly parted, clearly stunned that he’d stopped.
And she wasn’t the only one. Finn felt like he
was split right down the middle. The rational part of his brain, the
side that ensured his survival and his sanity, was outraged, demanding
that he keep driving, while the side of his brain that was connected to
his heart and other parts of his body was breathing a sigh of relief
that he hadn’t let her get away.
She
didn’t move, as if she was sure that the moment she did he would change
his mind, climb back in the Blazer, and drive away. So he walked back to
her, battling with himself every step of the way. He walked until they
were practically toe to toe, her dark eyes wide and lifted to his, his
hands shoved into his pockets so he wouldn’t strangle her. But his
pockets felt like manacles around his wrists and he yanked them free,
fisting them in the front of Bonnie’s puffy pink coat and raising her up
on her toes and into him until they weren’t toe to toe any longer but
nose to nose. His emotions were a big tangled ball of anger, longing,
and injustice all wrapped up in impatient outrage, and Finn couldn’t
separate one feeling from another. So he did the only thing he could do.
He kissed her.
It wasn’t a soft kiss or a sweet kiss. It was a
‘you-scared-me-and-messed-with-me-and-I’m-mad-and-relieved-and-unbelievably-frustrated’
kind of kiss. It was teeth and lips and nipping and bruising, and Finn
couldn’t make himself stop, even when Bonnie’s teeth tugged at his lower
lip and her hands pulled at his hair. Especially then. And when she
wrapped her arms around his neck and stepped up onto his toes so that
she could press herself flush against him, he decided revenge really was
sweet, and enjoyed the feel of her face against his, the wet heat of
her mouth making him forget he was standing in the middle of a Motel 6
parking lot with his ride rumbling behind him, the driver side door
still hanging wide open. The rational part of his brain was stunned into
peaceful silence…for all of ten seconds.
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