Thursday, August 25, 2016

Blog Tour: Anti-Stepbrother - Tijan

Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous,
and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.

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He told me to 'settle, girl.' 
He asked if 'something was wrong with me?' 

He said I was an ‘easy target.’ 

That was within minutes when I first met Caden Banks. 

I labeled him an *sshole, but he was more than that. Arrogant. Smug. Alpha. 

He was also to-die-for gorgeous, and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother. 

Okay, yes I was a little naive, a tad bit socially awkward, and the smallest amount of stalker-ish, but if Caden Banks thought he could tell me what to do, he had another thing coming. 

I came to college with daydreams about being with my stepbrother, but what would happen if I fell for the anti-stepbrother instead?


A Tijan book is like a fine wine or good chocolate, to be savored and enjoyed.  And I did.  As soon as this hit my Kindle, I was antsy to read it, but adulting got in the way.  Stupid responsibilities…but as soon as I had a clear schedule I curled up with it, a bottle of cider and dived in.  I then quickly cursed myself for waiting even a couple of days.  This quickly shot to the top of my list of favorite books.

Summer heads off to college with her head full of dreams only to have them crushed when she finds her stepbrother in bed with someone else.  She’s quirky, awkward and basically says whatever comes out of her mouth.  At first I thought she was too much of a doormat, but as time went on her personality came out more and she’s now one of my favorite heroines.  Caden is absolutely scrumptious.  He’s everything you’d expect from a Tijan hero:  blunt, gorgeous, and intense.  He’s elusive and secretive but when a common dislike of her stepbrother bonds them, a friendship forms.  And she begins to blossom.

This book has it all—out of the box friendships, crushes, drama, chemistry, humor.  The sexual tension is brimming in this book and when they finally give in?  Holy explosion Batman…IT. IS. HOT.  I found myself rooting for them.  I can’t wait to re-read this, I just wish I could read it again for the first time.  Everyone needs to read this book.  Everyone.  One-click it, now.  -Peace and Love, Buxom J

In that moment, the truth exploded in me. I wanted him. I wanted this—but it was more. I needed this.
I didn’t answer.
I closed the distance between us.”

Summer has been in love with her stepbrother for longer than he has been her stepbrother. After they share a drunken night together, she surprises him by coming to his fraternity house only to find him in the arms of another girl. As any girl would do she runs from the scene in front of her and right into the arms of one tatted and beautiful Caden Banks. Of course, he is an asshole. How else would Tijan have convinced us to fall for this inked hunk of man candy.  Caden Banks is all things sexy and… sexy… mother of god, this man is sexy. Whenever quirky and hilarious Summer and Caden begin to form an unlikely friendship things get a little angsty. I love it! Between friendship drama, stepbrother drama, and all the built up sexual frustration it is a wonder no one combusted.

The banter between this SEXY man and Summer is one of my favorite things about  Anti- Stepbrother. Tijan has me smiling and laughing out loud before I even knew what was happening! I truly enjoyed this book. Tijan, welcome to my list of authors who get a shrine!
- Daddy L

He wasn’t looking at me any more. I wasn’t even sure he was really in the room.
I needed to leave this alone. He had given me the clues—looking away, his jaw clenching, pain like I’d never heard from him sounding loud and clear. My instincts were telling me to shut up, but I couldn’t. I had this burning need to know more about Caden. I needed to get in there, past his walls, and I wanted to understand him.
I wanted to help him.
Caden was hurting, and I wanted to take that away.
“What happened?”
Caden turned his gaze to me now, and I felt branded by the pain I saw. His eyes were stricken. “Does it matter?”
“No.” My breath caught and held in my chest. I wanted to go to him, but I also wanted to slink away. I was stirring up his pain, but I had to know. “What happened, Caden?”
“Why do you have to know?”
“Because it’s hurting you.”
I made a decision, though I had no idea what the ramifications were going to be. I stood, my legs going numb and my stomach clenching, and I moved to his side. He leaned back, his head falling to the couch, and he watched me.
The need to ease some of his hurt outweighed the fear of what would happen next. Swallowing tightly, I stepped over to straddle him and sat down.
“What are you doing?”
He asked that softly, still holding his beer. I took it from his hands and put it on the stand next to the couch. Then I just sat there. He had to do the rest. I’d already made the first move.
I glanced down at his hands, feeling like an idiot. “What happened?”
“Why are you pushing this?”
I looked back up to find confusion warring with need in his eyes. He wasn’t pushing me away, so I sank further into his lap.
“You haven’t told anyone else about this.” It wasn’t really a question, but I saw the confirmation in his eyes. My chest tightened, thinking about whatever secret he held. “Please tell me.”
“No.” He shifted forward, and I braced myself, expecting him to push me away. He didn’t. His hands grasped the backs of my legs and lifted me so I was more fully on his lap.
I could feel him between my legs, and my breasts almost pressed against his chest. I waited. I wanted to see what else he’d say
“But not because I don’t want you to know,” he added. “Because it’s not my secret to tell.”
I nodded, my stomach doing somersaults now. “That makes sense. I can respect that.”
And there we were. His hands cupped my ass, and the pain in his gaze became something darker, something I felt too, something that began to turn off all rational thought.
“What are we doing here?” he questioned, his voice like a caress in itself.
I leaned forward, my gaze lingering on his lips. “I didn’t really think it through.”
“And now?”
“Still not thinking it through.”
“You’re okay with that?”
In that moment, the truth exploded in me. I wanted him. I wanted this—but it was more. I needed this.
I didn’t answer.
I closed the distance between us.

Author Information

I didn't begin writing until after undergraduate college. There'd been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can't blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I'm hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.

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