My Big Day

Today is the big day! Runaway Man is my first solo release and I am VERY excited. It is also my first m/m. If you have never read m/m, but thought you might give it a try, here is your chance. Runaway Man is rated as a sweet romance and here is what reviewers are saying:

This book has love, lust, forgiveness, unexpected twists and annoying family members. -Tami
For the full review click the link:
http://yougottareadreviews.blogspot.com/2009/01/review-runaway-man-by-jambrea-jo-jones.html

Running Man is a sweet romance that had me reaching for the tissues. Butch and Mitch are two very strong characters that I would love to see more of. -Deb
For the full review click the link:
http://debsbook.wordpress.com/2009/01/20/runaway-man-by-jambrea-jo-jones/

Here is the blurb and a small excerpt.

http://www.freyasbower.com/index.php?main_page=popup_image&pID=184

Blurb: Dismayed when the full moon reveals his lover’s secret, Butch runs instead of facing his fears. Fate crashes into his life when a train ride goes horribly wrong. Now Butch must face the truth--or will tragedy intervene yet again, separating the lovers forever?

Excerpt:
Lost in thought, Butch settled in his seat on the train, shook his head, and glanced around at the others occupying his space. His gaze landed on an attractive man who sat a few seats up. It couldn’t be who he thought it was, but something tickled his thoughts and brought back memories. He continued to stare at the handsome man and gasped as the stranger looked up. Butch became absorbed in the man’s dark brown eyes; a spark of recognition flared, but it was jolted away by a loud screeching noise. As darkness descended, he thought, it’s Mitch.
Butch tried to blink away the fuzz.
What happened? Where…oh, my God. The train...oh no, Mitch.
His vision wouldn’t cooperate, so he closed his eyes to focus his other senses. He took a deep breath and then gasped in shock at a sharp pain in his side. His hand hovered over the area. He explored the wound and felt something wet and sticky. He didn’t apply much pressure for fear he would make the injury worse.
“Baby, please don’t move.”
A small kiss fluttered on his forehead.
“Mitch? Is that you?” His injury forgotten for the moment, he waited for an answer.
“Yes, it’s me. I’m here. Just don’t move. You can’t—” Mitch choked on his words.
“What is it, Mitch? What’s wrong?” He didn’t want to panic, but he heard the fear in Mitch’s voice.
A hand rested on Butch’s forehead, and he stopped questioning. He remembered those hands; he’d dreamt of them—missed them. Now they stroked his hair away from his face in an attempt to calm him.
Why did I run?
“I don’t know much. The train crashed into something, and then the conductor came over the PA and made an announcement to ask us to sit tight until the rescue crews get here.”
“Mitch, I have to sit up. Would you help me? I don’t want to lie here and...why can’t I feel my legs?” Panic laced his voice. “And what’s that noise?”
Butch struggled to sit up, only to have Mitch hold him down.
“Butch, stop moving. I said stop, damn it! Listen to me.” Mitch paused. Butch heard the catch in his voice again.
Things must be worse than I realized.

This title is very affordable at only $1.49!

Buy Link: Live on Feb. 3rd.