Thursday, August 1, 2013


In honor of her nephew (who also happens to share a name with her main character) being born early, she's releasing a special edition of her novel Keep Me Still!


The special edition will include the novella Let You Leave which will no longer be available after this edition goes off sale!

So when can you get a copy of this special edition of Keep Me Still?

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Erica's Review:

This is a novel that sticks with you long after you've finished. The writing is utterly captivating and fiercely sexy. I melted into the book and still haven't managed to peel myself from the pages! Landen and Layla share a story that you can revisit time after time without it ever losing it's magic!

Keep Me Still shows a different side of Caisey Quinn. Who knew that all the different sides of her could be so wonderful?! This novel really shows her emotional side. It explores young love, heartbreak, reunited love, and love that is threatened by illness. Whew.


I fell into the story headfirst and really adored both Landen and Layla.I read the novella Let You Leave before I read Keep Me Still. I liked it that way, but it’s not necessary. I feel like the novella really allows you to connect to the characters on a deeper level. I wanted to soak up every little thing about Landen and Layla that I could. Young love is powerful love and you get to see that in Let You Leave. Plus, Landen is a sweetheart. Wait till you see how he asks her to the dance. Swooning just thinking about it! *sigh*

She throws a little dagger in your heart at the end of Let You Leave, but you can dive right into Keep Me Still so breathe easy. It’ll all be ok ;)


"Past tense used to place an action or situation in the past. Or in my case, tense shit from the past that just won't go away."
Keep Me Still opens up with a broken hearted Layla and Landen. Neither was able to let the memory of the other go after Landen moved away from Hope Springs, Georgia. They are both starting college and Layla just wants to get a fresh start. She’s just been given some bad news and wants to live her life without the stigma of her illness. She chooses her dream college. A few month's earlier, she was planning on going to college with Landen in Georgia, but since that relationship crashed and burned she’s getting the heck out of dodge.

The last person she expects to see on campus is Landen. She’s trying to move on and is absolutely shell shocked when she sees him. She can’t fall into him again. He has the ability to break her. Plus, she has secrets she doesn’t want him to find out.
What she doesn’t know is that Landen has some secrets of his own. She has to make a a decision. Should she let him back in or let him go for good? Could she even let him go if she tried?

You'll feel the highs and lows of Landen and Layla's inner struggles. What do you do when the person you want the most is the person that could destroy you? Or what if you know that you could destroy the person you love the most? Life is short and no one is guaranteed tomorrow. I loved reading about Landen and Layla fighting for tomorrow. Their love was out of this world intense.

OH. MY. You have no idea how sexy this book is. Let's just say, you will never think of a cherry in the same way again. NEVER. When I see a cherry now, my mind goes straight to the gutter and into Landen dreamland. WOW! It's not just sexy. It's funny too! I laughed out loud too many times to count. I was on the brink of tears multiple times. Plus, I was in lust land for like half the book. Caisey is the ultimate tease! She has you begging for more and it's always SO worth the wait.

Nothing gets to me more than when a characters health is in jeopardy. I thought I was going to have to go to therapy after reading this book at one point. It's so different from the Kylie Ryans series that I didn't know what to expect. I was thinking...."She's going to rip my heart out isn't she? No. She wouldn't. Oh gosh. What if she does?"

Talk about anxiety! Don't worry Caisey doesn't destroy your heart at the end. You definitely want more, but it's a sweet ending. By the end, I loved the characters so much that I couldn't stand to let them go. What more could I ask for out of a book? It poked and prodded at all my emotions. It was amazing!


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Exclusive Excerpt:

“Tell me what you want,” I demand, pulling her two wrists into one of my hands. I lift them above her head so I can feel her body on mine without our hands in the way.

“I want…” She pauses to swallow, and I don’t know why I need her to ask for it…but I do. I need to know that this is what she wants. That I’m the one she wants. “I want to have fun, to stop worrying and feeling guilty all the time just for being alive.”

That wasn’t exactly the response I was hoping for, but beggars can’t be choosers. “And how should we go about making that happen? Specifically,” I clarify, letting my lips rest just a few inches from hers. I can feel her breath on my mouth. “Tell me what I can do to help.”

Her little pink tongue swipes her lips, coming so close to my own I can practically taste her, and I nearly come undone right then and there. “You should kiss me.” I move in closer, but only a tiny bit.

“And why would I do that?” Her voice is so low I have to lean in to hear her clearly. “Because you want to. Because I’ve been waiting for a very long time. Because you can.” Her words fill me with heat and need. I want so much more than to kiss her. But I’m not going to get greedy here and risk losing her all over again. My plan to make her jealous earlier was just a ploy to get her to admit she still wants me because I still want her. I’m pretty positive I’ll always want her. So now this has to be the best damn kiss two people ever shared in the history of kissing because I need her to want it again and again. Tension builds in my chest at the thought of finally kissing Layla Flaherty, and I’m a little afraid of screwing up her first kiss. But I owe it to her. It should’ve happened a long time ago.

“Someone’s overthinking things,” she whispers against my lips, and I twitch with anticipation and nostalgia. It’s the exact phrase I used to use on her when she’d go off in her head. She remembers. Dammit, I’m losing control. I tighten my grip on her wrists and run my nose down her cheek. I place a soft kiss on her earlobe and feel her body sag forward as her legs buckle beneath her. Using my other arm to hold her around the waist and keep her vertical, I whisper,

“Here? Is this where you want me to kiss you?” Her breath comes in quick gasps, and she shakes her head no. So I let my lips skim the side of her face and holy hell, she even tastes like peaches. And I should definitely not be thinking about tasting her, but a torrent of images unleashes itself. I know I’m gripping her too hard, but she doesn’t complain. I press myself against her and place a chaste kiss on her cheek.

“Here?” I ask, doing my best to feign innocence.

“Uh uh,” she groans, and I brush my face against hers until our lips are touching.

“Here?” “Yes, please,” she says against my mouth, and I try to take it slow, I really do. But when her lips part, opening her to me, I’m done being gentle. My tongue sweeps inside, desperate for hers. She’s tentative at first. Barely skimming her tongue against mine with sweet little licks. But I press harder and she matches me. Layla lets her teeth graze my lower lip and I groan. I release her wrists and she wraps her arms around my neck, raking her hands into my hair. Keeping my hand out from under her short dress is an exercise in torture. My body aches for release, but this is her first kiss. We have to stop here. For now.
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About the Author
Caisey Quinn is the bestselling author of the Kylie Ryans series. She lives with her husband, daughter, and other assorted animals in Birmingham, Alabama. She wears cowgirl boots most of the time, even to church. You can find her online at or as @CaiseyQuinn on Twitter, where she spends entirely too much time chatting with readers, authors, and anyone who’s willing. 

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