Blog Tour: Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part One (King #5) by T.M. Fraizer

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Samuel Clearwater, A.K.A Preppy, likes bowties, pancakes, suspenders, good friends, good times, good drugs, and a good f*ck.

He’s worked his way out from beneath a hellish childhood and is living the life he’s always imagined for himself. When he meets a girl, a junkie on the verge of ending it all, he’s torn between his feelings for her and the crippling fear that she could be the one to end the life he loves.

Andrea ‘Dre’ Capulet is strung out and tired.

Tired of living for her next fix. Tired of doing things that make her stomach turn. Tired of looking in the mirror at the reflection of the person she’s become. Just when she decides to end it all, she meets a man who will change the course of both their lives forever.

And their deaths.

For most people, death is the end of their story.

For Preppy and Dre, death was only the beginning.

This is the fifth book in the King Series and it's meant to be read after Soulless.


Note: Preppy is the 5th book in the King series. While you can probably read this as a standalone, it would be better to read the books in order. This one could spoil some things from those books even though it mostly takes place prior to the events in King, the first book.

When I first met Preppy in King I loved him. There is just something about this lankier guy who dresses all nice with a bowtie and lots of tattoos that gets me. That he is a super badass that you don't want to mess with. I mean he doesn't look like he would be that crazy, that evil, that guy that you really really really don't want to mess with, but he is. I love that contradiction. So ever since that first book I wanted to read his story. How he got to where he is, but I didn't think I would get to read that ever. I was trying to just be happy with the little glimpse we got throughout the other stories. So I was so beyond excited when I found out the author was writing this book. A whole book of just Preppy to love? Yes please! This was a great read. I loved it. I loved getting to know Preppy more. Yes, he does bad stuff sometimes, but he is not a bad person. Right?

So as I said above this story mostly takes place before the events in King. So you get a bit of the backstory to Preppy. You learn a bit more about how messed up his childhood was, what happened to him, and how he is now. It is one of those your heart hurts for him, but at the same time it made him into this person that I love to read. This guy that I wouldn't want to mess with, but if I were lucky enough to be in his inner circle then it would be...awesome to know him. If you have read the prior books you know this author does not hold back. Stuff happens, things that are worse than I can ever imagine, but it makes the characters who they are.

Through the story we also get to know Dre. Doc as Preppy calls her. She is not in a good way when the story opens. She is a druggie, a junkie, and she doesn't know how to get her act together. She wants to, she doesn't want to be with the guys who have been using and abusing her, but she also doesn't know how to not get high all the time. Sometimes she even thinks it would be better to just end it now. She was in a very not good place, but I loved her. I loved her and Preppy together. He doesn't want to care about her, but he can't help it. Really neither of them can. Sure some messed up stuff happens. Preppy is not perfect. He does what he feels he has to, but oh these two. I loved how much Dre fought him. She definitely has a fighting spirit behind all that drugged mess she started with. She is smart and passionate and wonderful. Some of her fights with Preppy? Amazing. Like how she keeps telling him he is a bad person because of some of the things he did, but he has no qualms about turning it back around on her. Like she is a saint. She has a lot of things to still work through, to still get through, but she is trying at least. Their chemistry was crazy, and they make each other crazy at times, but they were great together. Now to wait for part 2 to see what happens next! I am sure Preppy part 2 is going to be just as amazing! I heart Preppy so much!!

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★1/2


“No! I hate you,” she spat, as I continued to tug her beside me.

“Good, you can hate me while I fuck you,” I said. “But first things first. My lesson obviously didn’t take in that brain of yours. You want what you want and I can’t stop you,” I said, as we approached the train tracks which were elevated on a mound of gravel several feet off the ground. The warning lights flashed orange, the neon reflective barriers dropped down to cover the service road, while the bells indicating an approaching train clanged away. “And since I can’t stop you, I’m going to help you out. Bullet in the head was so three hours ago. I’ve got something even better in mind now.”

“Wait. What?” she asked, her teeth chattering. “You…you wouldn’t.”

“Wouldn’t what?” I said, turning around to face her, almost losing my footing when I noticed the trail of dried tears on her cheeks. I looked away for a fraction of a second to regain my composure. “You think I wouldn’t kill someone?” I cocked an eyebrow. “You already know that I’ve been there, done that, bought the motherfucking t-shirt, doll.” Her eyes went wide and she made a move to step back. “Oh no, Doc, I read your letter and I saw what you wanted. And remember, I’m nothing if not accommodating.”

When I pulled her to climb the gravel mound her knees locked up so I bent over and picked her up by the waist, tossing her over my shoulder, carrying her onto the tracks while she beat on my back with her closed fists. When I got to the top I set her down roughly and she fell backwards onto her ass, bracing herself with her hands against the large pieces of gravel under the tracks.

The whistle of the train blew in the distance. It wouldn’t be long now. Dre made a move to stand up, but that wasn’t what I had in mind. I bent down and pushed on her chest, spreading her tiny frame across the tracks. I crawled on top of her, pinning her down with my thighs. I leaned over her, my chest to hers as we both breathed rapidly. She struggled underneath me to get up, pushing at my chest, but I wouldn’t budge. “Why the struggle, Doc? This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

She glanced up at me as the train whistled again. Her gaze flipped to her right, where the single yellow light from the train emerged from around the corner, shining brighter and brighter as it chugged closer and closer. For a moment she stopped struggling, looking back and forth from the train to me.

“So what, you’re gonna die too?” she asked, hoping to appeal to my sense of self preservation.

I shrugged. “I get bored easily, maybe the devil will make me his errand boy or something.”

“Preppy, this isn’t funny. Get up and get off the fucking tracks,” she said, her concern shifting from herself to me.

I shook my head and yawned. She wiggled underneath me, and although there was a train barreling toward us my cock once again stirred to life. Maybe I should just rip down her panties and push inside of her. Train or no train, it would be one fuck of a way to go out.

“You have to choose, Doc,” I said, making my voice as serious as I was capable. “Life?” I asked, screaming over the sound of the train screeching against the track. I pushed my hard cock against her core and she gasped. Her trembling turned into a shiver, her mouth fell open. I glanced to the side at the blinding light of the approaching train as it bathed us both in a tunnel of light. I leaned down, so close that my lips were a whisper above hers, as I shouted, “Life? Or death? What’s it gonna be, Doc?” My hair blew around my face as the light grew brighter and brighter. “Answer the fucking question!” I demanded, my hands squeezing her shoulders, my fingers digging roughly into her skin. “DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING DIE?”

With only seconds left until we became shredded under the train, Dre closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again they were glistening, fresh tears spilling from the edges.

She started to speak, her lips forming the beginning of the word, but before it could fully leave her lips I stood, pulling her up with me. I lifted Dre into my arms and took a running leap off the tracks, my legs flailing in the air as we fell the seven or so feet. Dre’s decision still on her lips, her scream surrounding the air around us as we crashed down into the field.

“I wanna liiiiiiiiiiiivvvvvveeeeee.”

About the Author:

T.M. Frazier is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR best known for her KING SERIES. She was born on Long Island, NY. When she was eight years old she moved with her mom, dad, and older sister to sunny Southwest Florida where she still lives today with her husband and daughter.

When she was in middle school she was in a club called AUTHORS CLUB with a group of other young girls interested in creative writing. Little did she know that years later life would come full circle.

After graduating high school, she attended Florida Gulf Coast University and had every intention of becoming a news reporter when she got sucked into real estate where she worked in sales for over ten years.

Throughout the years T.M. never gave up the dream of writing and with her husband’s encouragement, and a lot of sleepless nights, she realized her dream and released her first novel, The Dark Light of Day, in 2013.

She’s never looked back.

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