Monday, June 17, 2013

[Spotlight + Giveaway] Falling For Hadie by Komal Kant

Falling for Hadie (With Me, #2)Falling For Hadie 
Komal Kant
“Sometimes there is a single moment that changes your life forever.”

Hadie Swinton is giving up on boys.

After a disastrous relationship, she is convinced that all males are the same—arrogant, self-assured, and complete jerks.

Lincoln Bracks is giving up on his old life.

After moving to a new town to escape the problems plaguing him, he is set against ever getting close to anyone again.

When Hadie and Lincoln’s worlds collide, their intrigue for one another leads them to open up to each other against their better judgment. Despite the attraction that is pulling them together, insecurities, secrets, and shattered hopes stand in the way of them ever being together.

At a time when darkness consumes their lives, Hadie and Lincoln learn that hope and love can still be found in the most unlikely place.

The Admin office was nothing more than a desk with an elderly lady stationed behind it. Beside her desk was a door that said ‘Principal’s Office’. She barely glanced up as we approached the desk and stood in front of her, waiting to be noticed.
“Excuse me?” I finally said, when I couldn’t take the waiting any longer.
She looked up at me questioningly. “Yes, what is it?”
“This is me and my sister’s first day.” I gestured between Becky and me. “We have an appointment with the principal.”
She typed something into her computer and looked back at me, her brows rising in interest. “Lincoln and Rebecca Bracks? You’re twins?”
I nodded, accustomed to this kind of reaction. Over the years, we’d encountered plenty of people who were fascinated with us because we were twins. As soon as they found out this little fact about us, you could see their brain working as they tried to find similarities in our appearances.
“I can see the resemblance,” she said, as her eyes glided between Becky and me.
Well, obviously.
“So, can we see the principal?” Becky asked with a yawn. I could tell she was already over this conversation.
The lady nodded, still eyeing us with interest. “Just go right in. The principal is waiting for you.”
Glad to get away from her probing gaze, I opened up the door to the right and we stepped into the small office.
An aging man was leaning against a large desk speaking to two girls who had their backs to us. The man straightened up as we entered and approached us in two long strides. He stuck out his hand, which Becky and I shook in turn. “Lincoln and Rebecca Bracks? The twins?”
I groaned inwardly as Becky nodded. “Yep, the twins,” she echoed dryly.
“I’m Principal Lawson and this is Askance Logan and Hadie Swinton. They’re going to be your buddies for the week.”
Both girls turned around and my stomach dropped. The girl on the left was very attractive, like she belonged on the pages of a magazine instead of in this small town high school. She had dark brown hair in curls that would’ve made her look cute if she didn’t have a sneer on her face. She was tall, slim, with eyes as blue as mine.
When her gaze fell on me, her eyes glittered. The look she was giving me made me feel like I was a piece of meat.
The other girl I recognized all too well. It was the girl who’d spilled her coffee on me only minutes ago. She’d taken off her sweater and was wearing a tan colored shirt that had a light coffee stain on it, though it wasn’t too obvious since it was only a shade darker than her shirt.
She shot me a look of pure loathing that surprised me. I wondered what her deal was. Did she hate me that much for knocking into her?
The other girl flipped her long locks over her shoulder as her eyes zoned into me. She flashed me a flirtatious grin. “Call me Kance.”
“And you can call me Becky.” The glee in my sister’s voice was evident. She had finally found the type of girl she wanted to be friends with.
This Kance girl was of no interest to me. I knew plenty of girls like her. I’d dated plenty of girls like her and they were mostly the same—obsessed with their appearance, being popular, and dating boys. They had no depth or substance to them and they made me yawn.
On the other hand, the coffee assailant was another story. It was impossible to ignore that look she was giving me, as though I’d done something to personally offend her. She was intriguing, and so was that name of hers.
 “You’re Hades?” I asked, wondering who the heck would name their kid that. “Like the God of the Underworld?”
 “How nice. You know basic Greek mythology,” she retorted, and then said one word that made no sense to me. “Hadassah.”
My eyebrows shot up. “You’re a hairdresser?”
Her bottom lip curled. “That’s my name. Ha-DAhs-sah. That’s where my nickname, Hadie, comes from.”
Wow. No wonder the poor girl was in such a bad mood. If my parents had named me Hadassah, I would’ve sued them.

About the Author
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Komal Kant is the author of IMPOSSIBLE, FALLING FOR HADIE, and the upcoming WRONG SIDE OF TOWN. She currently lives in Sydney, but wishes she lived all over the world. You can tell she is weird because her days are filled with talking to imaginary characters and trying to justify choosing Stefan over Damon.

Komal talks too much, laughs too loud, sings out-of-tune, and generally says inappropriate things at appropriate times. She is not-in-a-creepy-way obsessed with blood and gore, so The Walking Dead is probably her favourite show at the moment. She is overly enthusiastic about video games, Spiderman, Batman films, Byronic heroes, horror movies, baking, and pretty shoes.

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