Thursday, October 16, 2014
MY LEA COVER REVEAL
After waiting for like three months—I know because I’ve been counting—the cover is finally revealed! Finally, my book has a 'face'.
I’m so glad that my old friend, a very talented illustrator, Evelyn agreed to help me out with the cover art. The cover represents everything that is in the story: the lemonade metaphor, the color (lemon yellow and sugar white), the guy’s face and the title are made out of the lemonade’s spill.
For those of you who have already added MY LEA to your goodreads TBR, THANK YOU! THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU GUYS TO THE MOON AND BACK!
See you all in mid November...
BOOK & AUTHOR INFO:
My Lea by E. Mellyberry
(A Broken Love Story, #1)
Publication date: November 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult
A simple girl.
A broken guy.
One horrible incident.
When Lea Amelia landed her feet in San Francisco for her overseas study, her idea of freedom was simple, like eating junk food ten times a day, sitting in front of the TV in her PJs, or going out late with her friends without the need to check in with her mother constantly.
Then she met Andrew Jaya, her brothers’ best friend. A twenty-two-year-old guy whose physical appearance looked like he was crafted straight from God’s heavenly hands, but possessed a past as bleak as if it was drawn by Evil himself. A conflicted guy who wore sadness like nobody’s business beneath his mask, a perfect-looking mask she slowly peeled away.
He was also the guy who hurt her.
Suddenly, everything about her was no longer simple.
Andrew Jaya had convinced himself that not feeling was good for him. He’d been doing it splendidly for almost his entire life. But that was before his best friend’s sister stepped into his life and ruined it. After weeks of knowing Lea, all of those warm and wonderful feelings he’d long ago denied to himself started to reappear. Problem was, the brighter the light, the bigger the shadows that came with it.
His traumatic past refused to let him go.
When the unthinkable happened, the easiest thing to do was to run. But life often proves that the easiest way is usually the hardest.