Blog Tour: Pretty Little Things by Teresa Mummert **GIVEAWAY**



I was young enough not to understand that my life was different. Colin became the one person that I could count on to protect me. He suffered for the both of us by carrying the burden of our secret.We were the lucky few that got a chance to start over. A fake family, a new home and a pretty little life built on lies. But while our lives continued to intertwine, we were put on very different paths. Now it was only a matter of time before they collide and the beast behind the beauty is exposed.


This book is not what I was expecting at all. I knew it would be hot and I knew that it would be intense but what I wasn’t expecting was the emotional attachment to these characters and thier circumstances. It’s far from perfect, but they are doing the best they can and given what they have had to deal with. The subject matter is hard to relate to and hard to undertand, but Teresa Mummert takes that very hard subject material and makes it into a beautifully told story.

Annabel and Colin are getting second chance at life. They are getting the chance to start over but Colin is having a hard time understanding what it is that is going on beyond their escape. He doesn’t know how to move on from the emotional binds that keep part of him in the past. He will always protect Annabel and he will do anything in his power to keep her safe. He knew from the moment that they met that she was something special. He is determined to keep her safe at all costs. Colin is a woman’s man… but he has to be in control. Not only is that the nature of the beast, but the only way he knows to be. Strong, determined, sexy and Dominant…

Annabel is just trying to get on with her life, to learn to live again with their new circumstances and in a new environment from what she was used to. But she knows that no matter what happens in her life, Colin will be there for her. He has always been there for her, he will always be there for her. He is sometimes protective to a fault but she knows that she will always have that security because he will always be the one she can lean on for support.

Together they appear to have it together, even though it doesn’t make sense to one another, apart, they struggle and everything falls apart. Can they get beyond the pain and torment of the past and find a place of peace and love?

This book was gripping and when I started reading it, I wasn’t sure if I was going to get beyond the subject matter, but the way the story was told, I wanted the characters to make it through the past so they were able to move on to a beautiful future. These characters came from a bad place and a bad situation, but Annabel doesn’t have the same memories of that place as Colin does and it is heart breaking to know how much he has gone through but it is also a true testament of what he would go through to protect Annabel.

This book was gripping and touching and emotionally raw. It grabbed me and sucked me in and I couldn’t put it down. The writing, the story all of it, very moving. I highly recommend this book. It was a lot more than a simple love story. Colin stole my heart with his bossy demanding way, Annabel made me smile with her constant push back testing his nerves. I really enjoyed this read.




I turned on the radio and sang along to “Outside” by Staind as I shoved down my boxer briefs, kicking them off on the floor. I made my way into my bathroom, turning on the light above the sink but leaving the one in the shower stall off to spare myself the harsh light. The water didn’t take long to heat up, and I slid under the spray, closing the fogged glass door behind me.

I dumped liquid body wash in the palm of my hand and rubbed the soap over my chest and down my stomach as I begged for the adrenaline of my nightmares to subside. My hand dipped lower, knowing there was only one way to make those memories fade, and I wasn’t proud of that fact. I gripped my dick, squeezing hard as my hand slid slowly up and down my length. I rested my forehead against the damp sandstone tile and closed my eyes, hoping I could find some sort of release.

The song ended, and waiting for the next to start was quickly killing my mood. Nine Inch Nails faded in through the speakers that were embedded above the shower stall, and I began to stroke myself faster as I pictured small, perky tits with light-pink pebbled nipples. I licked my lips as I focused on the faceless vision, my eyes traveling down a tight stomach while my fingers slipped over my head and back against the base of my cock. I panted, water droplets falling from my lips as I imagined it was swollen pink lips wrapped around me, sucking as my fist gripped her hair, tiny moans in the back of her throat vibrating and nearly sending me over the edge as I pushed her closer, touching the back of her throat with my dick.

“Ah…” I groaned over the music. I imagined her moaning my name, begging for me to come in her pretty little mouth.

“Colin?” Annie’s voice came from inside my room.

“Fuck,” I growled, but I was too close to be able to stop myself as my stomach muscles tightened.

“Colin?” she called again as she got closer, and it sent me over the edge.

“Fuck, Annie,” I panted as I came, struggling to catch my breath as I stared at her emerald eyes through the fogged glass door. She didn’t move for a moment, her lips parted in complete shock and breathing as erratically as me.

“Your shirt,” she whispered as it fell from her fingertips, pooling at her feet, and her eyes locked on mine.

“Leave,” I barked. My words jarred her, and she ran from my room.






I was a Russian spy at the ripe age of thirteen, given my uncanny ability to tell if someone was lying ( I also read fortunes on the weekends). By sixteen I had become too much of a handful for the Lethal Intelligence Ensemble (L.I.E.). I was quickly exiled to the south of France where I worked with wayward elephants in the Circus of Roaming Animals and People (C.R.A.P.). I was able to make ends meet by selling my organs on the black market for pocket change and beer money. At the age of twenty three I decided to expand my horizons and become a blackjack dealer in Ireland. I loved the family atmosphere at Barney’s Underground Liquor Lounge (B.U.L.L.). People couldn’t resist the allure of Liquor up front and poker in the rear. Eventually I became tired of the rear and headed off to the United States to try my hand at tall tales. That is what brings us here today. If you have a moment I’d like to tell you a story.

(This bio is not to be taken seriously under any circumstance.)

Teresa Mummert is an army wife and mother whose passion in life is writing. She is the author of the New York Times and USA Todaybestselling novels White Trash Beautiful and Suicide Note. Born in Pennsylvania, she lived a small town life before following her husband’s military career to Louisiana and Georgia. Check out her website for samples and updates!

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