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Emma Walker was a writer who'd lost herself to someone else's anger--who had given up on ever feeling like herself again.
Evan Levesque was a rock-god--the one all the woman wanted, but he'd never gotten used to the loneliness between the stage and real life. With just one cup of coffee they'll begin a journey of self-discovery at each others sides, but can Emma handle Evan's fame while dealing with her own demons? Emma's checkered personal past, a bad relationship that haunts the edges of her memories, threatens to make everything implode on them when Evan takes matters into his own hands.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words...they'll destroy my soul--Can Emma handle being put back together and facing who she's become because of it?
OK... have you ever read the first chapter of a book and then thought... this is not realistic because it could never happen! No one ever falls instantly in love and with a rock god no less! I am not sure if I am going to connect with this book. These were all thoughts of my own as I began to read Love, Exactly. That is until this book SUCKED ME IN and I myself fell instantly for Evan Levesque! Cassandra Giovanni... you are a little temptress and I stayed awake until 3 AM to finish this book! No bookmarks... no breaks.. read straight through in a zombie state with the mantra that I HAVE to find out where Evan and Emma go!!
Emma is damaged goods. She has been terribly hurt before (mentally, physically, and emotionally) by a boyfriend and she has self doubts wider than the Grand Canyon. She has no belief in herself, her writing talent, or anyone else for that matter. While getting her cheap gas station coffee she runs into a wall of HAWT man that takes her breath away and makes her second guess herself and all that she has settled for.
Evan Levesque is a rock god!! He has it all... money... fame...
thousands of adoring fans... but he doesn't have what he wants most. That is someone to want him for him...not the bad rock go Evan Levesque! Bumping into Emma was the best thing that happened to him. He found a soul mate that he didn't even realize he was looking for. He feels an instant zing and is bound and determined to have her. He soon finds out that he is going to have to mend some broken pieces before he can totally have Emma.
Will Emma allow him to begin the healing process on her heart or will fear make her tuck her tail between her legs and run like the wind??? This was the question that was burning in my mind as I read Love, Exactly and the reason I had to stay awake until I finished the entire book! I give this book 4 stars on the knock my socks off scale and would gladly fore go sleep again to read it over and over!!
Cassandra doesn't remember a time when she wasn't writing. In fact, the first time she was published was when she was seven years old and won a contest to be published in an American Girl Doll novel. Since than Cassandra has written more novels than she can count and put just as many in the circular bin. Her personal goal with her writing is to show the reader the character's stories through their dialogue and actions instead of just telling the reader what is happening.
In 2012 she became a published Young Adult author, releasing In Between Seasons (The Fall, #1) and Walking in the Shadows. In 2013 she branched out by using her artistic illustrating talents to publish her first Children's novel, The Adventures of Skippy Von Flippy: Tales of Friendship (Skippy Tales, #1). Cassandra will also release her first New Adult novel, Just One Cup, in the Spring of 2013.
Cassandra is a freelance professional photographer known for her automotive, nature and architectural shots. She is the owner of Gio Design Studios, a photography and publication marketing company that designs covers and marketing materials for authors utilizing the company's photography. She is currently studying to receive her associates degree in Marketing. Cassandra is happily married to the man of her dreams and they live in the rolling hills of New England with the other loves of her life their dogs, Bubski and Kanga.
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BoOk BlItZ DaY for Change of Heart by Scarlett Edward!!!!
That's how I've gotten through nineteen years of life. It's what I do every single day--no matter how badly the odds are stacked against me.
Persevere, and survive.
Those are my two guiding words. I never knew either of my parents. I have no family and no home. The only person I could ever rely on was myself. In this cruel world, that's about as much as I can ask for.
Love? Hah. Don't talk to me about love. I stopped believing in it the day my first boyfriend ripped out my heart three years ago.
That's why love is the last thing on my mind when I leave a packed college bar with a captivating stranger. Yet everything changes when I'm awakened in the middle of the night by a pounding at the door. Suddenly, an arrangement meant for just one night threatens to become something much deeper.
All expectations are thrown to the wind as I'm tangled in a dangerous world unlike anything I can believe. The man I met has secrets swirling around him like a dark cape. I'm about to become his biggest one...
Together, we stumble toward the elevator. Rich breaks away for a second to hit the button. The light doesn't come on.
"Damn," he growls, "it's busted again."
I'm one step ahead of him. I'd spotted the stairs when we entered. I grab his hand and pull him after me with no hesitation. I start up the cement stairwell, determined to get to his room as fast as possible.
I look back, confused. "What?"
A devilish smile plays on his lips. "Only this." Without warning his hands wrap around my waist, and I'm being lifted up as easily as if I were a doll. He turns to the side and presses my body against the wall, suspending me between him and the concrete.
His mouth crashes down on mine again. I curl my legs around his torso, locking my ankles together, and kiss him back with the passion reserved for a lover after ten long years apart. I didn't think it was possible, but I'm getting even more turned on. Rich's hands move down to grasp the outside of my thighs, and I moan into his kiss as the muscles of my core clench in sinful fashion. I want him so badly. If we don't get somewhere private soon, I won't be wholly opposed to jumping him in public.
I gasp as he steps away, freeing me from the wall. I start to fall, but one of his hands darts down to catch me just beneath the knees. The other one cradles my shoulders. Before I know it, I'm slung across his arms like a bride on her wedding night.
"I've always wanted to carry a girl up these stairs," Rich admits.
I laugh, and wrap my arm around his neck. "Oh, you are just the best type of romantic."
Four flights of stairs later, Rich pushes open the fire door to a dimly-lit hallway. He carries me down the hall and stops in front of an entrance on the right. He sets me down, then fishes around in his jeans for the key. When the door creaks open, he sweeps a hand out in front of him. "Welcome to my humble abode."
I walk in, curious about his apartment. I tend to side with the camp of people who believe that a person's living arrangements can reveal a lot about his personality. But, I don't find much to work with here.
The apartment is sparse and dark. Pale moonlight filters in through the balcony window, shining down on the only piece of furniture present: a queen size mattress lying on the floor of the living room. The red brick walls are totally empty--no girly posters or other things I might expect in a bachelor's apartment. There are no lamps, no chairs, no couches.
After a moment, I notice a second piece of furniture: a small, old-school CRT TV camped in one corner of the studio apartment.
Rich switches on the light. "So?" he asks, "what do you think?"
I walk past the entrance. There's one hall leading away from the room. It is filled with brown cardboard boxes. Lots and lots of boxes. "Did you just move in or something?"
Rich laughs behind me. "Yeah, something like that. You want a drink?"
"A drink?" I say. "No, I--"
The words catch in my throat as he grabs my hips and spins me around. I had no idea he'd come so close. He'd moved from the door to me without making a sound. His fingers lock together against my lower back, and he tugs me into him, pressing my belly to his waist. I feel his growing erection right away, and a diabolical excitement builds inside me.
For a long moment, Richard just holds me like that, staring into my eyes as I'm left dangling off his arms. His irises are the color of sea mist. I'm hypnotized by the deep intensity I see brewing just beneath the surface. I have no doubt that that type of intensity is mirrored in my eyes.
Then, moving slowly, as if restraining himself, Richard lowers his mouth to cover mine. This time, his kiss is sweet and gentle. Subtle and caring. He explores my upper lip first, then traces the line going to the corner of my mouth. His lips form a perfect mold over mine.
I was wrong before. This is the kiss reserved for a lover you haven't seen in ten years.
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