July 20, 2014

The Hazards of Sex on the Beach by Alyssa Rose Ivy - Release Day Launch, Book Review, Excerpt & Giveaway

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We are so excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for Alyssa Rose Ivy's THE HAZARDS OF SEX ON THE BEACH! THE HAZARDS OF SEX ON THE BEACH is a contemporary romance and is a part of Alyssa Rose Ivy’s Hazards Series. It is priced at just $.99 right now. This will last for a limited time only to celebrate the release! This book, y'all. Holy cow.

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One broken heart, one drink too many, one steamy night in the sand...

No one warns you about the dangers of drinking with a broken heart. At least no one warned me. I never imagined I'd fall for a musician, especially not one like Chase, but then again I never expected to have my heart broken into a million pieces by the frat guy I thought was the love of my life.

Sometimes it's the rash decisions, like hooking up in the sand, that lead you to the best places—the kinds of places where it's possible to let yourself fall in love again.



He took a strand of my hair and studied it. “Is this your natural color?”

“Yes.”

He dropped the strand. “I’ve never dated a girl with blonde hair.”

“Well, you’re not dating me.”

He gently brushed his fingers down my bare arm. “No, but I want to kiss you.”

“Then kiss me.” I was used to pushy guys. The kind that knew what they wanted and took it.

“Okay.” He smiled before leaning in.

The kiss was hesitant at first, the kind of kiss that gets your whole body excited because you know there’s more to come. I waited—hoping he’d take it further. His hand slid just under the hem of my shirt, brushing against my skin. The touch was light, but it was still enough to get a response out of me. I moaned.

That must have been what he was waiting for. He deepened the kiss, pushing into my mouth with such force I was taken by surprise. I kissed him back, enjoying the sweet taste of his mouth, and the way his hand slowly inched its way up my stomach. Blazer moved from zero to sixty. I didn’t mind it. I moved onto his lap, welcoming the arm he put around me to pull me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

His hand moved higher, cupping my breast over my bra. I was drunk and hot, and so turned on I was going to lose it.

That’s when the door to the roof opened. The loud laughter of a group of girls pulled me half out of my lustful stupor.

“Want to go for a walk?” His question was asking something else entirely. I knew that when I answered with an enthusiastic yes.

Blazer held my hand as we made our way through the crowds. I looked briefly for Gabriella, but I didn’t see her. The normal Cara would have called her to tell her I was leaving with a random guy—but was Blazer random? We had chatted for hours already.

Before I could worry about it long, we were walking along the dark and nearly vacant beach. It was January on the South Carolina coast, and the crowds were months away.

“You never told me your name.” He said it as a statement as he led me further away from the party.

“Cara.”

“Hi, Cara. I’m Chase.”

I smiled. “Isn’t it a little late for introductions?” I stopped and turned toward the ocean.

“It’s never too late.” He drew something on my arm with his finger. The sensation felt good. I closed my eyes.

“You look so gorgeous. The moonlight, that look on your face.”

I opened my eyes and his face was inches from mine. “If you’ve never dated a blonde, does that mean you’ve never had sex with one?”

“Why? Are you looking to change that?” His eyes were lidded.

“I’d like to.” I slipped a finger into the waistband of his jeans.

“Should we go back to my hotel room, or do you have one?” He looked down. “I’m going to be honest here. I haven’t done this before.”

“Please don’t tell me you’re a virgin.” That would be just my luck.

He laughed. “No. Not saying that at all. I just don’t generally hook up with girls I’ve just met.”

“At least you know my name.”

“I do know your name, don’t I, Cara?”

Something happened to me when he said my name. I needed him. I reached up again, wrapping my arms around him. I crushed my lips into his.

We came up for air only after ending up horizontal on the sand. He laughed. “Or we can just pick things up right here.”   


 “One broken heart, one drink too many, one steamy night in the sand...”

And so the story went. Cara Wentworth went on a drinking spree one night, when her friend forced her to stop mopping and come out for a night party. What she did not expect was how epic the night would turn out. She wasn’t expecting to meet anyone significant so what she did is drink and mop some more at a corner, only to find out that it was already occupied. Not just by anyone, but by a hot and hunky guy who’s rocking his blazers.

She wasn’t expecting company, but was forced to have a conversation with the hot guy. And because she was a tad bit tipsy, or should I say, drunk, she gave in to the oozing physical attraction to the guy. Cara does not do one-night stand, but because she was mending a broken heart, why not try to give in, enjoy the night and forget who she is.

But the problem is, she can’t stop thinking about the guy even after how many months had passed.

Chase Denton is that guy. He happened to be the lead singer of the Chance of a Lifetime Band who just recently signed a record deal with a famous musical label. Well, I must say that he definitely belongs to the swoon worthy type of guys. And all throughout the story, I fell just a little bit deeper every time he talks. Urgh. He’s every woman’s dream guy. He sings. He’s a conversationalist. He’s a one-woman type of guy. And he loves deeply. He’s too good to be true sometimes that it’s hard to believe if someone like him can exist in real life.

Little did they know that a chance encounter will bring them again together. Chase calls it fate. Cara calls it coincidence. What’s more embarrassing is that her, being the inspiration in the new song of the band, Sex on the Beach. Talk about Hazards of Sex on the beach. LOL!

“I guess that’s the thing about people. We always assume their true personality is the one they show you, but sometimes all it takes is moving them to a new situation and a whole new side comes out.”

They may have lived up to what people have expected of them, but that chance encounter on the beach definitely said a lot about their personality. Cara may deflect it all she wants, but she was affected as much as Chase was. Them being together, brought out new sides to their characters – a more playful Cara and a funnier, sexier, and wittier Chase.

“Sometimes it’s the risks we take that lead us to exactly the place we need to be.”

Chase, 25, and Cara, 19 took a risk of starting a relationship. And it was that risk that brought them to a happier place. Lesser stress, more contentment. I just LOVE Chase. Seriously. I love how he always assure Cara of his love for her, his openness for communication when things are not that smooth, how he wants her to experience college life, how he doesn’t control her and how supportive he is of what she does, how he makes it a point to see her once in a while even though he has a very busy schedule. I especially loved that part when he drove how many hours just to see her. It just shows how much he loved her. I guess their age gap helped a lot. If Chase was younger, it would be more difficult to maintain their relationship.

Overall, Hazards of Sex on the Beach was a really fun book to read. The last time I smiled and laughed a lot was when I read Playby Kylie Scott. It was a feel good story. Nothing too serious. It made me giddy and I can’t help but sigh every time I think of Chase. I wish I have my own Chase too.
Cara? I love how you say my name when I annoy you. It lets me know you care. 
Identity. No one tells you to how important this word is. They lecture you about studying, and being nice, and giving back – but no one tells you that you can’t truly accomplish any of those things until you can define yourself. We all have one. Sometimes our perception of ourselves is so completely distorted from reality, other times it’s spot on. My problem with identity is that in our world it’s become more about what you do rather than who you are. This makes it ever changing, and impossible to hold onto. 
“I guess that’s the thing about people. We always assume their true personality is the one they show you, but sometimes all it takes is moving them to a new situation and a whole new side comes out.”
“Sometimes it’s the risks we take that lead us to exactly the place we need to be.” 

Alyssa Rose Ivy

 Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand. 
 

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