Pimp My Book: Far From The Usual by Avril Ashton

Welcome to Pimp My Book. Authors helping authors get the word out on the printed word is a great form of kinship among key pounders. A good source of this is guest blogging. Pimp My Book is a series to bring various authors of every kind to my eclectic blog.

Today, we have Avril Ashton, a fellow author from Evernight Publishing and just one of the great authors I’ve meet. Their newest release, Far From The Usual, is now out. They’ve come here to give you a little insight on the novel. Enjoy!

Evernight Publishing’s Avril Ashton

featuring Far From The Usual

Who do you confide in? Your best friend, of course. We all have one of those, right? At least most of us do. Who else would we tell our most shameful and deepest secrets to? We gotta have that one bonafide friend we hold above all others.

It’s the same with our stories. At least with me. Our heroines and yep, even our heroes, need that confidant and sounding board. How else will we know what the heroine feels for the hero if she doesn’t have that talk over drinks or manis with her BFF?

And who would the hero complain to about how stubborn the heroine is, how she gets under his skin and frustrates him, if not his dudes over beers?

In Far From the Usual, the hero, Cam, doesn’t have anyone he can talk to about the heroine, Arden. But Arden does. She has her best friend Indy, who listens when she has to, and pushes when she needs to.

We all need those people in our lives.

BLURB: He’s her ex’s brother, yet Arden Windham aches to be in Cam Mercer’s arms. The man is rude and obnoxious, his blue eyes cold and unfeeling, but he makes her body melt. Being with ex-con Cam is nowhere in her plans, not if she wants the affection she’s worked so hard to gain from her overbearing father. Still, Cam’s touch is unlike anything she’s ever felt and Arden finds herself having to choose between her wants and her needs.

Cameron Mercer is his family’s black sheep, a man apart. For six months he watched Arden waste her time with his twin and now she’s free, he’s not waiting another minute. He’s on a campaign to get her off the tight rope she’s been walking. There’s a rebel behind that smooth façade and he’s on a mission to set Arden free. Too bad she insists on putting up a fight.


She fished out her phone while eyeing Cam’s movements in her rearview.

“Hey, Indy.” She greeted her best friend with a long suffering sigh.

“Where are you, bitch?” Indy wasn’t one for small talk. “The pizza is getting cold.”

“I have a flat tire and the rudest man alive is fixing it.”

“Who’s rude?”

“Oh, you’ll never guess. Cam Mercer is here with me in the middle of nowhere, working on my tire. The man is simply unprofessional.”

“Cam Mercer?” Indy’s tone perked up. “Ah, Bad Boy Mercer. I saw him get into a bar brawl with two men and win. All those muscles.” Indy whistled. “He can get it.”

“What?” Arden’s stomach knotted. “You think he’s sexy?” She did not want her friend lusting after the man. He was bad news. Even if he was sexy—which Arden didn’t at all think he was.

“Have you looked at the man? And all that ‘fuck you’ attitude.” Indy sighed. “You just know there’s some deep story behind it.”

Arden didn’t like the direction of the conversation so she changed the topic. “Wipe the drool of your mouth. Don’t forget you’re already spoken for.”

“I happen to be a free as a bird.” Indy refused to admit how she felt about the man she was attempting to have a sex-only relationship with.

“You’re a cold bitch. You love Reno and he loves you, but you insist on fronting.” Arden laughed. “You’re not fooling anyone.”

“Whatever. Shouldn’t you be ogling some rude, bad boy with family issues?”

“What? I’m not ogling that man and besides, it’s tasteless. I was involved with his brother until a week ago.”

“Sounds like a suitable mourning period to me,” Indy said. “You don’t owe Clark anything and I can bet money Bad Boy Mercer knows ways to make you forget about past unpleasantness.”

“Speaking of past unpleasantness. Clark called me this evening. He wants us to come to an understanding. Maybe get back together.”

“Oh, my God!” Indy screeched. “Are you freaking serious?”

“Unfortunately.” Arden moved over to the passenger seat and peered out. Cam was crouched on the muddy ground, doing something that required grunts. Sexy grunts, but she immediately dismissed the ludicrous thought. Bringing her attention back to her phone conversation, she said, “Can you believe him? He breaks up with me, talking about he wants to see other people, and then a week later calls me like nothing happened.”

“That bastard! Are you okay, do you want us to slash his tires or something?” Indy’s voice dropped to a whisper. “You know I have the perfect outfit for it. Remember that black cat-suit zippered to the crotch? Of course, I’ll have to get new heels for the mission. Just tell me when.”

Arden giggled. “Thanks, but no. I just want him to take his own advice, you know? Move the hell on.”

“I can’t tell you why men are idiots, but I can suggest you pick your hurt pride up off the floor, shake it off, and make moves. Preferably on that sexy Cam Mercer.”

l always wanted to have a sexy bio, one to reflect who I am, but after drawing a blank, l could only come up with: I eat cake and I read books…ooh, and I write ‘em too. No one liked it and after massive peer-pressure and pouting, I managed something more…suitable?

A Caribbean transplant, Avril now lives in Brooklyn, N.Y with a tolerant Spousal Equivalent. Together they raise an eccentric daughter who loves reading and school (not so much school anymore). Avril’s earliest memories of reading revolve around discussing plot points of The Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys with an equally book-minded mother.

Always in love with the written word, Avril finally decided to do the writing in August of ’09 and never looked back. Spicy love scenes, delicious heroes, and wicked women burn up the pages of Avril’s stories, but there’ll always be a happy ending; Av remains a believer of love in all its forms.

Where can you buy Far From The Usual?
Evernight Publishing
All Romance ebooks

Where to Follow Avril Ashton:
Facebook Author Page