Priya Kanaparti lives in the beautiful city of Boise, ID. Unlike what most believe about Idaho, it’s more than a sack full of potatoes. When she’s not writing, you’ll catch Priya reading YA and NA books, mostly romance, and enjoying time with her family. She is a proud CW TV addict.
She also write Mature YA and New Adult romance under the name Clara Stone. She is published through Reuts Publications.
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“Well, I wouldn't be grumpy if you left my ice cream alone, douche!”
“Finding you was the best thing that happened to me, Ren.”
“Too bad. I was going to miss her when I killed her.”
“You're ridiculously cute. How did you ever survive?”
“I've been told I have a tendency to stick like crazy glue.”
“I'd never been so mesmerized or captivated or drawn to any guy in my life. Heck, I'd been avoiding guys like the plague.”
“In that moment, I understood what love was. It was blind. It was deep. It was magical. Love protected, preserved, intensified, and was always steadfast.”
“I couldn't imagine a better person for him to fall in love with.”
“Axel is the best uninvited miracle in my life.”
“Because you're mine and sharing isn't part of my dictionary.”
“You are my favorite kind of hell.”
“You make everything about my existence worthwhile.”
“I want you to know I want to be part of your life. All of it. I want to make you cry with happiness and I want to be here to wipe away the same tears when you're sad.”
“Don't choose him.”
“Does this mean you're my girl?”
“He knew he was driving me crazy.”
“I didn't understand this overwhelming attraction to a boy I just met, but one thing was sure: I was slowly, but deeply, falling for him.”
“Dean? Dean's my protector?" The universe just went to the shithole. -Ren”
“You look super cute when you get all worked up. If it weren't for that razor-sharp tongue of yours,I'd suck that cuteness right out of you." -Dean”
“Ah hell, this was bad. Double-chocolate-chips-goes-to-my-hips kinda bad.”
“Dean was not in love with himself. He was beyond stalker-obsessed.”
“Shit, there goes our chance at winning.” Pey laughed. “A cocky quarterback that’s in love with himself. We’ll be lucky if you don’t stop every two seconds to check yourself out.”
“You’re ridiculous—”Heat crept up my face. “Well, you’re a pompous ass.”