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Extract of Beautiful Oblivion by Jamie McGuire

I cannot begin to express how in love with Jamie’s writing I am. Beautiful Disaster and Walking Disaster are the best books EVER. I am madly in love with Travis BUT that could all be about to change with Beautiful Oblivion and Trenton.

I am so excited to be able to share with you an exclusive extract of upcoming Beautiful Oblivion.

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The Beautiful Disaster phenomenon continues in the first heart-pounding new adult romance in The Maddox Brothers series.

Fiercely independent Camille “Cami” Camlin gladly moved on from her childhood before it was over. She has held down a job since before she could drive, and moved into her own apartment after her freshman year of college. Now tending bar at The Red Door, Cami doesn’t have time for much else besides work and classes, until a trip to see her boyfriend is cancelled, leaving her with her first weekend off in almost a year.

Trenton Maddox was the king of Eastern State University, dating co-eds before he even graduated high school. His friends wanted to be him, and women wanted to tame him, but after a tragic accident turned his world upside down, Trenton leaves campus to come to grips with the crushing guilt.

Eighteen months later, Trenton is living at home with his widower father, and works full-time at a local tattoo parlour to help with the bills. Just when he thinks his life is returning to normal, he notices Cami sitting alone at a table at The Red. As the baby sister of four rowdy brothers, Cami believes she’ll have no problem keeping her new friendship with Trenton Maddox strictly platonic. But when a Maddox boy falls in love, he loves forever – even if she is the only reason their already broken family could fall apart.

In the first instalment of The Maddox Brothers series, readers can experience the rush of reading Beautiful Disaster for the first time, all over again.


When Trenton pulled into a parking spot at Chicken Joe’s, he turned off the engine, got out, jogged to my side, and then opened the door. He helped me climb out with one hand, and then pushed the seat forward, unbuckled Olive, and set her on the ground.
“Did you bwing coins?” she asked.
Trenton laughed once, feigning insult. “Is it even legal to go to Chicken Joe’s without quarters?”
“I don’t think so,” Olive said, shaking her head.
Trenton held out his hand, and Olive took it, and then she held out her hand to me. I covered her hand with mine and followed them inside.
Chicken Joe’s had been a fixture in Eakins since before I was born. My parents took us once or twice as kids, but I hadn’t been back since the 1990s. Grease and spices still hung heavily in the air, and saturated everything else, including a thin film on the green tile floor.
Olive and I followed Trenton to a booth on the opposite side of the restaurant. Kids were running everywhere and practically climbing the walls. Multicolored lights from the oversize juke box and arcade games seemed to intensify the screaming and laughter.
Trenton dug into his jeans pockets and pulled out two fistfuls of quarters. Olive took an excited breath, grabbed as many as she could in her chubby fist, and ran away.
“You don’t even feel bad about exploiting that poor little girl, do you?” I asked, crossing my arms on top of the table.
Trenton shrugged. “I get to have dinner with you. She gets to play. Her parents get a date night. It’s a win/win . . . win.”

All this teasing is hard to bear right? Fear not, it’s not long and we will have Beautiful Oblivion in our lives!

Beautiful Oblivion is out July 1st (that’s 18 days) but you can pre-order it right now on paperback and kindle.

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