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Monday, December 16, 2013

Mellifica blog tour!

BLURB: 
No one understands the obsession Melissa Quinn has with Arien Hart. He’s different—misunderstood. The more her friends warn her of Arien, the more Melissa refuses to listen. Enchanted by Arien’s charisma, she plunges into an impassioned relationship, leaving her boyfriend, Sandy Bavetta behind. Melissa is blind to Arien’s faults, so Sandy has no choice but to leave it to fate. When Arien's love destroys Melissa, Sandy fights for his girl before the consequences are devastating. 


MY REVIEW: 
Mellifica is an empowering, emotional journey sure to tug at your heartstrings. Choices... will it be SANDY or ARIEN

We all experience the heartache of a first love. But what happens when
it changes your entire person? When promises are made and taken to the 
extreme, sometimes life throws a curveball, or in this case, wrecking ball, 
and changes everything. Mellifica is a story of Melissa's first love, a love 
gone terribly wrong. She's a normal sixteen-year-old who has plenty of 
friends, goes to church, and has just landed Sandy,the sweetheart she's 
had her heart set on. Life is good, Melissa is happy with 
 SANDY

Until... ARIEN

Chad, Melissa's cousin, introduces her to his new buddy, Arien. Something 
about the way he looks at her and speaks to her draws Melissa closer to him. 
Eventually, she gives up on her current relationship with Sandy, partly because 
he breaks her trust, but the bigger reason is her sudden attraction to Arien. 

Arien becomes Melissa's life, her future, her everything. He speaks beautiful 
thoughts, promises to love and take care of her forever, but never does she 
expect the gut wrenching experience she's headed toward. When the death of 
one of Arien's favorite teacher's shocks Arien and the high school students, 
Melissa vows to take care of Arien in order to help him deal with the loss. What 
she doesn't expect is his sudden need to help someone else, and the many nights 
he doesn't contact her. She doesn't expect her whole world to come crashing down, 
but it does. On top of suffering all of life's cruel blows, Melissa is also left with no 
friends, an overbearing mother who seems to have no understanding of the 
devastation her daughter is suffering. 

TURMOIL. DEVASTATION. GUT WRENCHING PAIN. 


Will she regain control of her life and move past the evil blows life has dealt her?
Will it ever end?

OMG! Y'all need to read this one! So freaking good! 


LINKS: 
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1dGEwBV

Monday, November 25, 2013

FIGHTING TO FORGIVE BOOK TOUR!






Fighting to Forgive

by JB Salsbury


What do you do when everything you avoid, turns out to be exactly what you need?


Easy and predictable, just the way he likes it, Blake Daniels flies through life the way he burns through women: on his terms, no regrets.

With his fighting career in full swing, he’s on the threshold of title contention. But when his training is compromised by injury, the stakes grow impossibly higher. The rage that fuels his punches also chips away at his focus, and he risks losing everything he cares about.

He won’t let that happen. 


Not again.

Layla’s through with men. After a marriage that never should’ve happened, she hopes to reclaim the pieces of the woman she lost years ago.

Emotional abuse has left her insecure and terrified. A master at faking what she’s not feeling, she masks her self-doubt in false confidence.

She’ll never let another man hurt her. 

Not again.

Chased by shadows of the past, Blake and Layla know what they don’t want, but their hearts have a different plan. As a web of lies and betrayal threatens to destroy them, they’re forced to make a choice.

Is love enough to heal even the deepest wounds?


MY REVIEW:
✫✫✫✫✫
 
O.M mother freaking Blake-Snake and all naughty things! Forget my panties, Blake's sooo swooony and... Ok, so most know I was all Jonah, Jonah, Jonah previously, but now? Oh, Blake, you've stole my heart on so many levels. He's everything I never thought he was, he never thought he was. But! He had me so fracking peeved at one point and I wanted to hall Layla away. Run girl, run! But then that damn Snake strikes, fills you with his special brand of Blake poison, infiltrates every single cell within you, and... and! He's got you wrapped/filled/and tucked so far into him that you beg him to never let go, and totally FORGIVE him!

So lets talk about this sweet duo, Layla and Axel. I hearted them both from the very start. Oh what Layla went through with that F*ckstick ex! But there's nothing better than a Snake, the Blake kind, to wrap himself around you and do deliciously naughty things to you! Blake's every bit of a bad boy we knew he was, and the protector and lover we never thought he'd be. Ohhhh but he has his moments. One. Certain. Moment! I wanted to grind my hooker heel into his balls! Oh wait, I don't wear heels LOL. But I wanted to at that One. Certain. Moment.

Like Jonah and Raven, Blake and Layla have a seriously screwed up past, but it's easy to love them, root for them, even through ALL of their flawed beauty.

To wrap this up without spoilers, all I can say is...

HOLY mother of PYTHONS! Jump into Blake-the-Snake's skin and let him devour you!
Move over Remy and Hello, Blake!






Purchase:

Fighting For Flight (Book 1) on Amazon: http://amzn.to/1aFbVt1

Fighting to Forgive on Amazon: http://amzn.to/1bdmoh3 

That girl, right down there, amazing, just amazing! ~()

Author Bio:

Bestselling author JB Salsbury lives in Phoenix, Arizona with her husband and two kids. She spends the majority of her day as a domestic engineer. But while she works through her daily chores, a world of battling alphas, budding romance, and impossible obstacles claws away at her subconscious, begging to be released to the page. Her love of good storytelling led her to earn a degree in Media Communications. With her journalistic background, writing has always been at the forefront, and her love of romance prompted her to sink her free time into novel writing. Fighting for Flight is her first novel in the MMA romance series.

For more information on the series or just to say hello, visit JB on her Website, Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads.


Wednesday, August 28, 2013

LipSmackin' GoodBooks has the Cover Reveal for Finding Forever by Melisa Hamling and Lil' Max's Review of Finding Forever

LipSmackin' GoodBooks has the Cover Reveal for Finding Forever by Melisa Hamling and Lil' Max's Review of Finding Forever

Cover Reveal for Finding Forever









































Through the splinters of glass, I see his face, the one who has this hold on me, on my soul and I know he holds the key to something I have yet to learn.

Be careful what you wish for, you may just get it. Morgan Master’s is about to find out that what you wish for doesn’t come in a perfect little package.

Plummeting off the side of the mountain wasn’t the escape Morgan had planned. Or was it? Disconnected from who she was, where she came from, Morgan knows she’s in a hot mess when the lines blur between two worlds. What is real and what is imagined? Her inner struggle to find herself and to learn the truth, leads her into the arms of Ben, the perfect little package she once wished for, but doesn’t remember it.

Ben is Morgan’s solace, her guide through her state of confusion, offering comfort and love to degrees she is certain she has never known before. Longing to stay in the heavenly bliss, something keeps pulling her back, a little at a time.

When Morgan’s world crumbles, she endures weeks of heartbreak. She must decide between this life, or go in search of the unknown, in search of reestablishing the love she had for the man who helped her survive. What must she sacrifice to find him? Does he really exist? What will she uncover when she goes in search of Finding Forever?



 Available 8/30/2013 Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Goodreads member? Add it to your TBR on Goodreads http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17834117-finding-forever

Monday, August 5, 2013

Finding Forever Chapter 1 Teaser

Chapter 1 teaser for Finding Forever (available 8/30/13!)

1 - Take Me Away


That first time, when he presses his lips against mine and kisses the words ‘I Love You’ right down into the very heart of my soul, that’s when I knew we were about to be ripped apart.
>>><<< 
TEARS TUMBLE DOWN MY CHEEKS AS I watch Ben sleep. My heart aches knowing this might be the last kiss I give him as I lean over and press my lips against his forehead. “I love you, Ben. We’ll find each other. Never give up. It won’t be long—I promise,” I whisper, uncertain of my own promise.

He tosses, turns, curls up next to me, and traces my lips with his thumb. “What’s wrong . . . ? Why are you crying?”

“It’s . . . it’s time. They’re pulling me out of here. The . . . the other people. I don’t want to go.” I sob and exhale heavily. “I can’t be without you. I-I just can’t. I’ll die if I go back! I can’t live without . . .”

“Shh.” He rises to his knees, bringing me up with him, and moves forward, lips almost touching mine. “You have to get control of yourself. You have to be positive for both of us. How will anything we’ve talked about ever work if you can’t control your emotions?”

He speaks soft but stern before his breathing turns ragged. “I’m not trying to be harsh, but I love you and I need to know you can do this.”

Inhaling his scent drives a passionate urge deep within me and in this moment, he sweeps me into the sweet bliss of a deep kiss. His touch is like no other, lifting the darkness, soothing my soul, he makes me feel whole, complete, and . . . I have to get a grip on my emotions. I need to be strong for both of us.

“You’re my life, too, and I’ll hold you right here.” He places his hand over his heart; his head falls against my shoulder and he nuzzles my neck. Wrapping my arms around him, I squeeze and clench his shirt, entwine it between my fingers. I only wish this would be enough to pull him through with me.

“Remember what I said.” He raises his head, his blue eyes hopeful underneath the disheveled mess of blond hair. “Focus on details, even the smallest ones. More importantly, mark a path and make sure you’re—”

A chill sweeps over me like icy fingers clawing at the back of my neck. “Ben? Oh, God! Ben. Ben! I can’t hear yyyooouuuu.” The words echo and I know this is it, the end of it all.

“B-Beh—” I cry again, but the strength of the pull feels like a weighted ball crashing against my chest, shoving me backward
.
A high-pitched wail pours into the very core of my heart. Ben! I see tears spill down his cheeks as he dives toward me. I think he reaches me, but he falls right through me, as if I were a mere shadow—visible but transparent, and then he disappears.

Please, oh please, God, bring us back together. I can’t live without him.
☼ ☼ ☼
Green, red, black, purple and white colors flash before my eyes. Vibrating sounds buzz in my ears. My head thunders with explosions of pain. Each breath I take burns. I cough and retch with each force of the tug in my throat, poofs of air drawing upward with each wrench. I try to grab at it, but warm, callous fingers press against my cold hands.

My eyelids flutter and I wake to a blinding light. “Ben? Ben, where are you?” I choke on the words. I search with my hands and pat frantically at the shadow standing next to me. I gulp hard at the deep burn of raw pain crowding at the back of my throat.

“Hey, hey, calm down, Morgan. It’s me, James. You’ve had a bad accident. Do you remember anything?”

The silhouette of a man with dark wavy hair leans over me. I blink several times before I notice his big, brown eyes staring at me. James? The name forms around my lips but I can’t say it.

Where’s Ben . . . Danny . . . the mansion. Where are they? Hot tears trickle down my cheeks.

The lines in James’ forehead deepen and his brows furrow. His eyes droop as if he’s sad.

Do I know him?

I cry relentlessly. “Ben! Danny. Everybody. The mansion. Where are they?”

“You were in a coma, Morgan. Maybe you were dreaming of people, but there’s no Ben or Danny . . . and no mansion. You don’t know anyone with those names. Maybe you were dreaming? I’m sorry, but this is me, James. Remember me, your boyfriend?” He shoots me a hopeful smile.

“You?” I whisper. “You can’t be my boyfriend.”

I stare at him as he tucks his hands into the front pockets of his faded jeans, shaking his head and lowering it. Without another word, he turns and walks away.

Who does he think he is, passing himself off as my boyfriend. Ha. Tall, dark wavy hair, copper eyes—he must be Italian. But to say he’s my boyfriend? No, no. I have a boyfriend.

Ben? I need you.

I let my head sink back into the pillow and examine the tubes and wires connecting to my arms, head and chest. Monitors beep and there’s the drip, drip, drip of the I.V. White walls, bright lights, medical equipment—I’m in the one place I hate, the hospital. I close my eyes wishing it all away.
☼ ☼ ☼
Waking with a start, I glance around the room for any unwanted visitors. A dozen balloons float near the window and there are flowers with cards tucked into their forks. Thoughtful, but unnecessary.

As I continue to scan the area, I see something familiar. My iTouch! And a crumpled hospital bag most likely containing my clothes.

Without permission or knowing whether I can stand on my own two feet, I slide off the bed and grip the railing. Hmm. I’m steady enough and challenge myself by grasping the I.V. pole, and take a step forward. After a few more steps, I snatch the bag and my iTouch.

Safely back in bed, I examine the iTouch. It’s covered in pink goo. I poke my head in the hospital bag and then dump the contents on my lap. The tattered dress has a thick layer of pink goo on it, too.

What does this mean? What. Does. This. Mean!

Frustration sets in. I close my eyes, and rub my pink gooey hands against my temples, and then . . .

CRASH!

BOOM!

BAM!

Explosions erupt in my head like a volcano . . . liquid oozing from it, flowing through my brain with bits and pieces of information.

There was lightning.

And thunder.

And!

And, something eerie.

Like a twilight zone.

I recall the voices.

The creepy voices that whisper-shouted my name. “Moooooorrrrrrgaaaannnn!”

Oh, god! I’m there and I don’t know where ‘there’ is.

Where am I, where am I!

My pulse pounds against my ears and my head is spinning.

Splattering, splattering, splattering!

I see myself.

I’m splattering at the bottom!

“No, no, no,” I say breathlessly as I slowly open my eyes . . .

 . . . and scream.

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Monday, April 29, 2013

Of Love & Deception's Cruz and Daniella


You’re a slave to your fear, to your past until you can travel down that road, the one that takes you to the places where love, lies, jealousy, pain, laughter, delusions, and yes, deception, split your paths until everything collides and comes crashing back together.

Sunday, April 28, 2013

LipSmackinGoodBooks: Of Love and Deception by Melisa Hamling

LipSmackinGoodBooks: Of Love and Deception by Melisa Hamling: Review by Kimmi: There has only been one other book besides Of Love and Deception that has literally enthralled me, bewitched me and de...
Of Love and Deception by Melisa Hamling


Review by Kimmi:
There has only been one other book besides Of Love and Deception that has literally enthralled me, bewitched me and demanded my heart and soul to believe that I have become the character in the book. I can't say it's the Journey I have taken with the character, because I have been with many characters in their journeys. It's some thing else, something I can't put my finger on or explain. All I know for certain is it's extremely astonishing and emotionally gripping. There were times when I was reading this story and I just wanted to scream at Melisa WHY!?!?!?! Please for the love of God! Make this insanity STOP!!!!! Make sure your heart strings are buckled and keep your emotions inside the vehicle at all times because this is one hell of a devastatingly emotional madhouse roller coaster. And when this bitch starts rolling, you don't even know its coming, it's been mostly an easy read and all things are really looking up. Of course there are a few little waves that rock the boat here and there, but all things considered, life for Daniella is pretty darn perfect, and then she is thrown into the deepest pits of hell, and no one is there for her. No one. 
Daniella


It's hard as a reader to be so emotionally dedicated to a character, because when you find yourself so devoted to a character their lows are physically felt with terrible depression and sadness, however their highs, ahhh, you feel those highs just as perfectly as the character, you tingle with their first kiss, you hear the wedding bells and feel just as beautiful as she does in her gown. And dammit THAT is where the magic in reading is! 


Cruz


In the beginning I kept thinking this is a bit slow, things are moving at a snails pace here. But there is a method to this authors madness, unlike most books that are pretty much following the same pattern or formula: insert character name here, insert city here, insert occupation and meet-cute here. Melisa is laying down a foundation for the reader, then she begins the structure, so that when the shit hits the fan the reader is so emotionally involved that they will never turn away, they can't turn away. As ugly and scary as it gets, baby she hooked you in the beginning and you were not even aware you were hooked, much less that she had laid out the bait and you greedily chomped it up! This story was on a different playing field from any other I've read. It's cliche but, to compare it would be to compare apples and oranges. I loved it, every damn word, every damn paragraph and chapter. This is the type of story that sticks to your soul, and even after you have read a hundred new and different books, where all the names and story plots blur together, this story, Daniella and Cruz's story, you remember. You remember and can recall every nuance and every emotion. I give Of Love and Devotion 5 emotionally tangled and angst ridden Kimmi stars *****



Real quick, I'd like to add an insert here :) I know! You LOVE my inserts don't you!!! Lol. As a registered nurse I give the author huge kudos and *fist pump* Melisa your medical terminology was point on! And as a L&D (Labor & Delivery) RN, I say way to go Melisa! You did a fantastic job of portraying all things concerned L&D. From medications, procedures and to the main fact that: NO, a woman's labor and delivery is not a beautiful thing, and it fo damn sure ain't fast, lol.


Amazon
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Barnes & Noble

http://bit.ly/14ZiupG

Goodreads

Add it to your TBR!

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Sunday, March 17, 2013

Say goodbye to your Panties! FIGHTING FOR FLIGHT


























Golden stars!


FIGHTING FOR FLIGHT
By JB Salsbury


O.M mother freaking G-strings and other naughty things! My panties are in flight! No fight necessary :b. Jonah... oh where have you been! Jonah... just wow! He's a lil bit of everything. Bad boy, LOVER, protecter, and a whole lotta Alpha all the way to my Omega!

Raven gets the gold metal when she motors in to Jonah. And she'll need every bit of him when the cruel and harsh reality of her genetic tree comes crashing down. A father no daughter should or would ever claim, for good reason, is running a horrible and illegal `business' if you will. But there are prices to pay and Raven is the price tag.

Raised by a mother who turned a blind eye at the most critical stage in life, birth, Raven has never known love. It's only natural she'd be unstable, but you have to see ALL of her and ALL of Jonah to truly love these characters in all of their flawed beauty. Without spoilers, all I can say is...

HOLY mother of PEARLS! Get your shark teeth out and devour this one!


Saturday, January 26, 2013

Gratitude Giveaway-Reblogged from Rachelle's Window


Hi Melisa, so wonderful that you have a new book out, and a romantic suspense too! I've read it and it is very exciting. I especially like Cruz who is a sweetie but a man who knows what he wants. How did you come up with his character?

I wanted a strong male lead, but one that was also lovable and compassionate.

What makes Cruz the perfect man for Daniella?

That's a tough question. What makes any man perfect for a woman? I'd have to answer that by saying he's charming, witty,  persistent, and genuine (and handsome too). Something Daniella needs after a previous disastrous relationship. 

How does Daniella grow in your story?

There is so much to say about her that I don't think I could summarize Daniella's growth. At the very least, she's been through some pretty horrific situations, but she discovers an inner strength and overcomes some of her greatest fears. Daniella and Cruz learn that no matter what happens, love prevails.



2013 is the 40th anniversary of Roe v. Wade. How well received has Twenty Weeks been? Do you see a change in sentiment among younger people?

It's either loved or hated.  It depends on the opinion of pro-life or pro-choice. There's nothing in the novel that doesn't happen in real life. Abortion is real. Abuse is real. Controversy is real. And sometimes there is a happily ever after ;) no matter how old we are.

That's good to know. What's next? How did you come up with it?

I'm working on the first novel I wrote. Finding Forever is a trilogy that I hold close to my heart. To me, it's the greatest love story that develops in a world I'd want to live in. A world that doesn't exist... or does it?

And do you really want to know how I came up with it? Ha! Funny how a crazy dream of an Olympic size pool and shaving my legs gave me the idea of the story. I think it was the mysterious mansion surrounding the pool that really had me thinking. So many what ifs came to mind. NO. The story has nothing to do with me and shaving either ;b.

Super excited about your trilogy. Is there a message in there?

Yes, there is a message, but I'm not going to give it away. NOPE.

Well, thanks for talking to us. I think it is safe to say that you are a true romantic and believe that love will conquer all.
 
for a chance to win free books on these Gratitude Giveaway dates:
Melisa Hamling 1/27
Emerald Barnes 1/28
Annamaria Bazzi 2/1
Gemma Wilford 2/3
Patricia Zick 2/5
Rebecca Green Gasper 2/4
A.D. Trosper 2/6
Jade Kerrion 2/8
Daniel Alexander 2/11
 


Excerpt for Finding Forever
That first time, when he presses his lips against mine and kisses the words ‘I Love You’ right down into the very heart of my soul, that’s when I knew we were about to be ripped apart.

>>><<< 

A TRICKLING OF TEARS CASCADE DOWN my cheeks as I watch Ben sleep. My heart aches knowing this might be the last kiss I give him as I lean over and press my lips against his forehead. “I love you, Ben. We’ll find each other. Never give up. It won’t be long—I promise,” I whisper, uncertain of my own promise. 
         He tosses, turns, and curls up next to me. He traces my lips with his thumb. “What’s wrong…? Why are you crying?”
         “It’s… it’s time. They’re pulling me out of here. The… the other people. I don’t want to go, Ben.” I sob and exhale heavily. “I can’t be without you. I-I just can’t. I’ll die if I go back! I can’t live without…”
         “Sh.” He rises to his knees, bringing me up with him, and moves forward, lips almost touching mine. “You have to get control of yourself. You have to be positive for both of us. How will anything we’ve talked about ever work if you can’t control your emotions?”
         He speaks soft but stern before his breathing turns ragged. “I’m not trying to be harsh, but I love you and I need to know you can do this.”
         Inhaling his scent drives a passionate urge deep within me and in this moment, he sweeps me in to the sweet bliss of a deep kiss. His touch is like no other, calming the darkness, soothing my soul, he makes me feel whole, complete, and... I have to get a grip on my emotions. I need to be strong for the two of us.
         “You’re my life, too, and I’ll hold you right here.” He places his hand over his heart; his head falls against my shoulder and he nuzzles my neck. Wrapping my arms around him, I squeeze and clench his shirt, entwine it between my fingers. I only wish this would be enough to pull him through with me.
         “Remember what I said.” He raises his head, his blue-eyes hopeful underneath the disheveled mess of blond hair. “Focus on details, even the smallest ones. More importantly, mark a path and make sure you’re—”
         A chill sweeps over me like icy fingers clawing at the back of my neck. “Ben? Oh, God! Ben. Ben! I can’t hear yyyooouuuu.” The words echo and I know this is it, the end of it all.
         “B-Beh—” I cry again, but the strength of the pull feels like a weighted ball crashing against my chest, shoving me backward.
         A high-pitched wail pours into the very core of my heart. Ben! I see tears spill down his cheeks as he dives toward me. I think he reaches me, but he falls right through me, as if I were a mere shadow—visible but transparent, and then he disappears. 
         Please, oh please, God, bring us back together. I can’t live without him.
¤ ¤ ¤
         Green, red, black, purple and white colors flash before my eyes. Vibrating sounds buzz in my ears. My head thunders with explosions of pain. Each breath I take burns. I cough and retch with each force of the tug in my throat, poofs of air drawing upward with each wrench. I try to grab at it, but warm, callous fingers, press against my cold hands.
         My eyelids flutter and I wake to a blinding light. “Ben? Ben, where are you?” I choke on the words. I search with my hands and pat frantically at the shadow standing next to me. I gulp hard at the deep burn of raw pain crowding at the back of my throat.
         “Hey, hey, calm down, Morgan. It’s me, James. You’ve had a bad accident. Do you remember anything?”
         The silhouette of a man with dark wavy hair leans over me. I blink several times before I notice his big, brown eyes staring at me. James? The name forms around my lips but I can’t say it.
         Where’s Ben… Danny... the mansion. Where are they? Hot tears trickle down my cheeks. 
         The lines in James’ forehead deepen and his brows furrow. His eyes droop as if he’s sad.
         Do I know him?
         I cry relentlessly. “Ben! Danny. Everybody. The mansion. Where are they?”
         “You were in a coma, Morgan. Maybe you were dreaming of people, but there’s no Ben or Danny… and no mansion. You don’t know anyone with those names. Maybe you were dreaming? I’m sorry, but this is me, James. Remember me, your boyfriend?” He shoots me a hopeful smile.
         “You?”  I whisper. “You can’t be my boyfriend.”
         I stare at him as he tucks his hands into the front pockets of his faded jeans, shaking his head and lowering it. Without another word, he turns and walks away.
         Who does he think he is, passing himself off as my boyfriend. Ha. Tall, dark wavy hair, copper eyes—he must be Italian. But to say he’s my boyfriend? No, no. I have a boyfriend.
         Ben? I need you.
         I let my head sink back into the pillow, and examine the tubes and wires connecting to my arms, head and chest. Monitors beep and there’s the drip, drip, drip of the I.V. White walls, bright lights, medical equipment—I’m in the one place I hate, the hospital. I close my eyes wishing it all away.
¤ ¤ ¤
         Waking with a start, I glance around the room for any unwanted visitors.  A dozen balloons float near the window and there are flowers with cards tucked into their forks. Thoughtful, but unnecessary.
         As I continue to scan the area, my eye catches something familiar. My iTouch! And a crumpled hospital bag most likely containing my clothes.
         Without permission or knowing whether I can stand on my own two feet, I slide off the bed and grip the railing. Hmm. I’m steady enough and challenge myself by grasping the I.V. pole, and take a step forward. After a few more steps, I snatch the bag and my iTouch.
         Safely back in bed, I examine the iTouch. It’s covered in pink goo. I poke my head in the hospital bag and then dump the contents on my lap. The tattered clothes have a thick layer of the pink goo on them too.
         What does this mean? What. Does. This. Mean!
         Frustration sets in. I close my eyes, and rub my pink gooey hands against my temples, and then…
         CRASH!
         BOOM!
         BAM!  
         Explosions erupt in my head like a volcano… liquid oozing from it, flowing through my brain with bits and pieces of information.
         There was lightning.
         And thunder.
         And!
And, something eerie.
         Like a twilight zone.
I recall the voices.
         The creepy voices that whisper-shouted my name. “Moooooorrrrrrgaaaannnn!”
         Oh, god! I’m there and I don’t know where ‘there’ is.
Where am I, where am I!
         My pulse pounds against my ears and my head is spinning. 
         Splattering, splattering, splattering!
         I see myself.
I’m splattering at the bottom!
         “No, no, no,” I say breathlessly as I slowly open my eyes…
         …and I scream.
      



 

Melisa's Books: Twenty Weeks and Of Love and Deception are available at Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble.com

Monday, January 21, 2013

Hidden Under Her Heart

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My Review: 
I'm usually in cahoots with the heroine of the story, as in 'You gettem girl! Tell him off and don't let him dictate your life!' But not this time. The hero, Lucas, was my favorite. He started off great and he had me rolling! He's upbeat and hilarious at opportune times, but straight forward and serious, letting his voice shine when it all boils down to his compassion for life. We never really see too much of the male prospective when it comes to decision making and life choices, but Lucas was strong and never backed down. In all honesty, he was Maryanne's stronghold, and I believe she would have fell, hard, if she didn't have such a wonderful person to encourage and push her in the right direction.

Maryanne has definitely had some rough times and never really blames anyone for the position she wound up in, other than herself. She chose to drink, but she didn't choose her fate nor the horrible things that were done to her. I do feel she was a weak woman and would have followed through with her original plan if her hospital stays hadn't prevented her from missing her appointments. And the fact that Lucas kept at her, constantly prodding and pointing her in the right direction.

And then we have the Triathalon/Ironman contest Lucas had been training for. This was written so well that I really felt Lucas as he competed. Felt his sweat, his muscles burning and begging to quit, his adrenaline rush as he pushed harder, focused on his goal, the prize at the finish line, and then his triumph. He's just a wonderful, awesome, and droolworthy male!

Nearing the end of the story, I was totally amazed to witness some pretty scary, yet beautiful things through the eyes of Lucas. He's definitely going to be hidden under some womens hearts ;b. Maryanne couldn't have asked for a better partner, lover, or hero to take her to the finish line. Nope!

I do have to mention that even though Maryanne had been weak, she found strength in herself and learned that fertilizer is just fertilizer. It's the beautiful flower that emerges and paints her heart with a little more color that makes all the difference in life.

So come along and see what happens, what life decisions Maryanne makes and why Lucas is so awesome!


5/5 Stars!