Title: The Consequence of Rejection
A Standalone Consequence Novel
Author: Rachel Van Dyken
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 26, 2018
Release Date: March 26, 2018
Blurb
You know the
universe is trying to tell you something when you get struck by lightning, but
only after getting hit on by the elderly, almost getting run over by a semi,
and running into the one who got away.
Why do they say it like that anyway?
Like I accidentally lost her when she was the one that got in the car with my best friend and left me.
The day after I proposed.
We were eighteen.
I wanted forever.
She didn't.
It's been ten years.
I tried to move on, tried to get married, had that same wedding crashed by my now best friend who says the only way for me to stop pissing off the universe, is to gain closure with the one woman I can't forget.
So I do it.
I embark on a journey down memory lane that not only lands me in prison but on the receiving end of a fist fight in front of the entire town, this naturally happens after drunken pool sex, climbing the same girl's window, and getting threatened at gunpoint by her father.
To say the universe is trying to tell me something anything, is a giant understatement.
I just hope I survive the message.
And then, I hope I survive her—again.
Why do they say it like that anyway?
Like I accidentally lost her when she was the one that got in the car with my best friend and left me.
The day after I proposed.
We were eighteen.
I wanted forever.
She didn't.
It's been ten years.
I tried to move on, tried to get married, had that same wedding crashed by my now best friend who says the only way for me to stop pissing off the universe, is to gain closure with the one woman I can't forget.
So I do it.
I embark on a journey down memory lane that not only lands me in prison but on the receiving end of a fist fight in front of the entire town, this naturally happens after drunken pool sex, climbing the same girl's window, and getting threatened at gunpoint by her father.
To say the universe is trying to tell me something anything, is a giant understatement.
I just hope I survive the message.
And then, I hope I survive her—again.
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This is the fourth book in the Consequence series. You can read this as a stand alone. But, you will be missing out on three other
hilarious reads. Plus you would miss all
the other “Maxisms” and all the shenanigans! Trust me, you don’t want to miss those.
This si a great second chance with the one that ran away.
I’ve loved Jason from the start. He wasn’t the brightest in the first book
with the whole Jayne situation. I really
felt for him because of the trickery that witch pulled. Plus all his injuries.
Thank God for Max!
*looks around for lighting to strike* (It does, so be very careful). Okay, I’m good.
You gotta love Max’s meddling ways.
You will get a ton of laughs out of this series.
Maddy is great too.
Even if she did run. I understand
her reasons. They were young and didn’t
have a plan.
Is it bad that I want a copy of “Max Emory’s Guide to Dating
and Other Important Life Lessons”?
I want to see the chart!
You’ll understand when you read this!
I love this series!
Go one-click now!!
Excerpt
Full breasts spilled over into a small black bikini that
left nothing to the imagination, it barely covered nipple for that matter, and
the bottoms? Well she had to keep adjusting them lets just say high school
bathing suits ten years later look small.
In the best way possible.
Head held high she walked right by me to Max, grabbed a
shot, took it, then sucked the lime he held out in front of her.
I growled.
Max winked at me. “Something wrong, man?”
I reached for the non existent gun at my side, which just
made him grin harder as he kept handing out alcohol to parents of
toddlers.
Because thats the type of party it was.
Almost everyone started talking about their kids,
retirement, stock portfolios, vacation time, and babies.
It was almost too depressing for words.
I had all those things but what I’d always wanted. A family.
Babies.
Maddy.
She shared a sideway’s glance with me.
I reached for her, but she pulled away and ran full speed
towards the pool and did a giant canon ball.
People cheered.
While I watched as wet cold water ran down her curvy body,
my gaze was so tranfixed on her erect nipples I’m surprised nobody pulled me
aside about my current situation of arousal.
Cold water. Fast.
I chased after her, jumped in.
And felt the warm buzz of alcohol fill my veins just as I
popped up and saw Max follow, balls first, in my face.
I ducked just in time so I didn’t get a fist full of
balls.
The guy only laughed once we both popped up.
I swam towards Maddy, and tugged her against me. “Stop
running.”
“I’m not.” Her breath came out raspy. “I’m just…reliving old
times, isn’t that what you wanted? So we could have closure?”
Why did it feel like she was turning the tables on me.
“Yeah,” I said slowly, “But—“
Her kiss was swift.
Hard.
Fast, and oh so very punishing as I gaped into her mouth and
pinned her against he side of the pool.
Music filled the air out of nowhere from somewhere outside,
it pounded into my ears the way I wanted to pound into her.
I grinned against her mouth as she wrapped her legs around
my waist.
And then Reid cast a shadow over us and started pouring
vodka over our heads.
Maddy tilted her head back and opened her mouth while I
leaned in and licked it off her chin.
People cheered.
“Guys!” Someone yelled. “Keep it down, someones going to
call the cops!”
“Cops?” Max laughed loudly. “I am the law, bitches!” The
music blared. “Plus, we already got our cop here.” He pointed while I took
another shot.
People cheered.
And then Maddy squeezed her thighs.
Yeah the cops were coming alright.
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Author Bio
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal,
and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When
she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting
her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
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