Kicking it with some Sex, Lies and Beauty Aids

I am busting at the seams. My good friend Deb Julienne just gave me an amazing birthday present. She has graciously allowed me to share a sneak peek of her March 3rd release ‘Sex, Lies, and Beauty Aids’ today on the Giggles. I am truly honored she’s given me not only a break from blogging today, because there’s no telling what sugar induced coma I’ll be in after all that cake and ice cream, but she has allowed me to share this with you my friends. So sit back and let’s get ready to see a classic in the making.

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Sex, Lives and Beauty Aids!

By

Deb Julienne

From

Lyrical Press

Sex, lies, and beauty aids finally earn the girl next door a little respect.

Sabrina Thompson, editor of Skin Deep Magazine’s successful Natural Beauty Secrets column,

is handed the challenge of her life. Take over the Love and Sex column or lose her job.

What does a twenty-four year old virgin know about love or sex when she’s never been on a

third date? To complicate matters, there’s a new guy at the helm. Her only crush’s clone

is issuing orders. While his pompous and ambitious twin dries out, playboy and ne’er-do-well

Trent Wellington must assume his identity and save his family’s flailing magazine. The

bright spot amid staff cuts and content restructuring is the plucky editor he once made a

fool of himself in front of at a family gathering. Fooling everyone isn’t easy, especially

when Sabrina inspires his true self to be more than he ever has.

Years of hearing she’s too nice to date have left Sabrina’s frustration simmering. It boils

over when she discovers Trent’s deceit and she vows to make him pay. Getting even has never

been so much fun.

 

CONTENT WARNING: mature language, sexual situations

A Lyrical Press/Kensington Books Contemporary Romance

ISBN-13: 978-1-61650-516-5

 

Even “the girl next door” can get revenge with the right tools

in Sex, Lies, and Beauty Aids.

Excerpt

 

“Oh for the love of God.” Bent over the tiny sink in the office restroom, Sabrina Thompson cupped cold water in her hands and splashed her lips.

Shocked, she stared into the mirror. Her reflection didn’t lie. Who’d have thought her skin could burn so badly without actually being on fire?

Of all the dumb-assed idiotic gimmicks. Why had paraffin wax, petroleum jelly, and jalapeno extract sounded harmless? Hindsight. Redder, plumper lips without lipstick seemed like a reasonable goal. She’d never expected this. If there were a Mick Jagger look-a-like contest, she’d count on a rejection. Even he wouldn’t want these lips.

“This is what I get for trusting the Internet.” Her lips vibrated like a kazoo when she spoke. The recipe probably had a tag for great April Fools pranks and some fifteen-year-old boy wrote it while he laughed his ass off. It crossed her mind to take a picture of the results to show what not to do.

Why today, of all days, to have an early morning meeting in the boss’s office? Thank God her boss was also her best friend. Sure, Kat would have questions about her lips. And yes, there’d be laughter at her expense, like that was something new.

Sabrina gently blotted her lips with a moist paper towel, and prayed she’d removed it all. She checked the makeup covering the scar on her right cheek, peeked out the bathroom door to be certain the coast was clear, and headed to Kat’s office. At least since she’d come in early, nobody was around to witness her humiliation.

Kat had been out of town, on the East Coast, something to do with her family. Other than a quick email to schedule this meeting, she hadn’t heard from her in over a week.

She stopped by the water cooler. Ice water in hand, she dropped into one of the ultra-modern leather chairs opposite Kat’s desk. Dunking her sore lips in the water, she made a mental note to run by her favorite consignment shop during her lunch to check out the Manolo’s that had just come in. Tina said they were her size. A perfect gift to herself for her promotion to Senior Editor. She admired the framed covers of past magazine issues lining the office. Kat made the magazine what it was today. She was proud of the periodical.

“Sabrina, right on time, as us—” Kat stopped mid-stride. “What the hell is wrong with your mouth? You look like a fish.”

Startled, she sloshed water on her skirt and tried to act casual as she wiped herself off. “The recipe didn’t mention possible swelling, only increased blood supply to the lips.” Better than what you do with yours, caught in her throat at Kat’s colorless expression. So much for hoping it wasn’t that bad.

 

 

Links to find Deb just about everywhere in the world

Website: http://www.debjulienne.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/deb.julienne

Pinterest:http://www.pinterest.com/debjulienne/

Twitter: #debjulienne

 

 

 

A little bit about our Deb

 

 

While some say truth is stranger than fiction, Deb Julienne’s experience runs more along the lines of a slap-stick comedy. She believes when life tosses you lemons the only thing to do is to turn it into Limoncello.

 

Joking aside, Deb’s dream of being published will come true with the release of her first book, SEX, LIES, AND BEAUTY AIDS, a romantic comedy, coming out March 2014.

 

As a long time member of both Romance Writers of America (RWA) and her local RWA Chapter, the Sacramento Valley Roses, she fills the hours she’s not writing romantic comedy and romantic suspense with her day job at a Silicon Valley Corporation, playing in the kitchen concocting her award-winning jams, jellies, preserves, and sauces (with alcohol of course).

 

Born and raised in San Jose, California, she now resides in her own little bit of heaven in the Sierra Tahoe National Forest Basin, with her husband of 33 years, their three sons and one daughter, and two very precocious grandkids.

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2 thoughts on “Kicking it with some Sex, Lies and Beauty Aids

  1. Great cover – I bet there is a lot of excitement going on in your book, Deb. Best of luck always.

  2. Deb says:

    Thank you Paisley, it does get a bit hot… 😉

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