Monday, August 12, 2013

Blog Tour: Broken by Christa Cervone. Release Day Blast: Disconnected by Bethany Daniel Cover Reveal: Temporary Bliss by BJ Harvey

  • Blog Tour: Broken by Christa Cervone
  • Release Day Blast: Disconnected by Bethany Daniel
  • Cover Reveal: Temporary Bliss by BJ Harvey

We are super excited to have Christa Cervone BACK on our blog with her book Broken and a lil something something that is coming soon!!!!
Release Date: February 25, 2013
Cover Models:  Alex Minsky and Britney Marie Flores

According to Webster’s Dictionary the definition of the word Broken is violently separated into parts. SHATTERED.

Yup, that pretty much sums me up. How do I handle things? I find my answers at the bottom of a bottle of Tequila and sleep with random men.

How did I get this way? Well, four years ago I made a decision that cost me the love of my life. I can't undo what I did to drive Garrett out of my life. I haven't seen or heard from him in four long years. But he still haunts me in my dreams or should I call them nightmares at this point? No matter how much booze I drink and how many men I sleep with, nothing fills the void. I feel like I am existing but I’m not really living.

I’m trying to get my life back on track. Well that was until. . . . Garrett walked back into my life. His reappearance threw me into another tailspin.

How do I put the pieces of our broken hearts back together? All before he walks out of my life again... this time for good. Or am I simply destined to just be Broken?

Broken Book Trailer:

Christa is currently working on her next novel Going the Distance….Expected Release Fall 2013
Jimmy came barging through the door. “Saint, you’re not going to fucking believe who is talking to Frankie right now?”
“Blaine Davis.”
I stared at Jimmy with a blank look on my face. “Who’s Blaine Davis?”
“Only the richest guy this side of the tracks.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “So, what’s the big fuckin’ deal?”
“It’s a big fucking deal because he’s heard about you and your fight with ‘The Gladiator.’  Apparently, he wants to sponsor you or some shit.  I was trying to listen in, but Frankie caught me and sent me away.”
“I don’t need any sponsors.  I’m good.”
“Do you realize what a sponsor could do for you?”  
“Yeah, I do.  I also realize I’d need to answer to that sponsor.  I already have to answer to Frankie. I don’t need someone else breathing down my neck.”
“Well, if his money won’t sway you, you should see the cute little honey he has with him.  She’s a Gingah.”  
“A what?”
“A Gingah. You know she has red hair,” he said touching his hair.
“You’re so fucking stupid,” I laughed.
“I wonder if her carpet matches her drapes,” Jimmy laughed raising his eyebrows.
“Dude, seriously. . . Are you twelve?”
“You gotta come see her.  She’s a fuckin’ dime.”
Jimmy had actually sparked my interest at this point.  He wasn’t one to check out other girls.  He only had eyes for Stephannie.
“I’ll be out in one minute.  Let me finish getting my gloves on.”
“Don’t take too long.  I'd hate for you to miss out on this piece of ass.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
I highly doubt the girl standing in my gym was going to be the hottest girl I’ve ever seen before.  I’ve had my share of hot chicks.  
Once the gloves were on, I did a once over in the mirror, then headed out into the gym.  I saw Frankie talking to some young guy who was probably around my age.  He was dressed in a well tailored suit and some pansy ass shoes.  I laughed to myself. What a jerk-off walking around in those shoes.    
“Ahhhh!  Gabriel, there you are.  Come over here, there’s someone I want you to meet,” Frankie said cordially.
I jogged over. “What’s up Frankie?”
“Gabriel, this is Blaine Davis.”
I held out my hand to shake his then realized I had my gloves on.  “Sorry, I’d shake your hand but. . .” I said looking down at my hands.
Truth was I didn’t want or need this guy in my life.  I’d gotten by just fine before him, and I’ll get along just fine after him.  
“Saint, it’s really great to finally meet you.  I’ve been following you for some time now,” Blaine said enthusiastically.
“Oh yeah?” I replied, unphased.
“I can’t wait to see you kick the shit out of Gladiator.”
“Gladiator is going to be a tough opponent.  My guess is it’ll go to a decision.”
“No way man.  You’re going to TKO him within the first few rounds.  I have money on it.”
This dude was raking on my nerves.  He didn’t even know what the fuck he was talking about.  Frankie was right I needed to get myself prepared for this fight.  Gladiator was a phenomenal boxer, and I had my work cut out for me.
“Well, it was really nice to meet you, but I gotta go start training,” I said walking toward the ring.
“I’d really like to sit down and talk about sponsoring you,” Blaine said.
“Talk to Frankie and set it up.  He knows my schedule.”  
I had no intentions of keeping that meeting.  I’d have Frankie schedule it and then have him cancel it.
“Blaine, are you almost done?” I heard a sweet, soft voice say from the corner of the room.
There she was…. This beautiful, petite red head who must have stood only five feet five inches, and that was with her wearing stiletto high heels.  She was dressed as formally as Blaine was.  The dress she was wearing probably cost a small fortune; though, it hugged her in all the right places.  I’m sure my entire wardrobe didn’t cost as much.  With her pale blue eyes, she looked me up and down, giving me a little smirk.
“How rude of me,” Blaine said. “Saint this is my girlfriend, Salem Harris.  Salem this is Saint, the fighter I’ve been telling you about.”
“Blaine, come here! I want to show you something,” Frank shouted interrupting our introductions.
Salem and I stood in silence.
“Salem?  That’s an intriguing name.” I smiled trying to break the awkward silence.
“I was named after my Great Grandmother,” she replied, completely uninterested.
“Well, it’s a unique and beautiful name.”
I caught her looking me up and down again. “You like what you see, sweetheart?” I winked at her.
Her smirk quickly changed to a sneer. “In your dreams,” she quietly said, rolling her eyes, but loud enough for me to hear her.
“Burn!  Shot down by the Gingah,” Jimmy laughed loudly as he walked by.
“I beg your pardon?”  She snapped directing herself to Jimmy.
I could tell by the shocked look on Jimmy’s face he didn’t expect to see that reaction come out of her.
“I . . . Ummm. . . I’m sorry,” was all Jimmy could get out.
“Salem, he was just kidding,” Blaine said walking up behind her, putting his hand around her waist.
“He has no right to insult me like that,” she said raising her voice.
“You’re right he doesn’t.  Jimmy, apologize to the lady,” I interjected trying to defuse the situation.
Frankie would kill Jimmy if he pissed off a potential sponsor.  Frankie’s gym stayed open primarily through grants, donations and sponsorships.  
Jimmy walked closer to Salem. “I’m really sorry.  I didn’t mean to offend you.  It was just a joke.”
“Don’t worry about it, Jimmy.  She’ll be just fine.  Won’t you, Salem?” Blaine said consoling her.
Salem shook her head, yet she was still giving both me and Jimmy a dirty look.
“Come on.  Let’s get into the ring before you say something else that’s stupid,” I laughed to Jimmy patting him on the back.

Author Bio:

I was born and raised in Western Massachusetts and I'm a married mother of three who married her high school sweetheart, Frank. I don't really have too many hobbies. I like to watch my kids play sports. I do photography on the side (weddings, families, babies etc). I'm Minion & Adam Levine obsessed. I enjoy listening to all different types of music, Maroon 5 & P!nk being some of my favorites.

Achievements -- I was on the Top 20 Erotica as well in being on the Movers and Shakers List on Amazon with "Broken."
I'm currently working on her second novel titled "Going the Distance" which will be released Fall 2013 as well as a third novel titled "Saved."

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Happy release day blast to Bethany Daniel and her book Reconnected!!!!!
Blurb: A fast paced love story!

Katy Warren thought her life was perfect. Then her new husband, and also high school sweetheart, gets discovered while theater acting and gets swept away to Hollywood. Once there, things change. Liam throws himself into the Hollywood life and ignores Katy.

One night after a particularly crazy party, Katy can't take it anymore and leaves Liam and his celebrity behind but doesn't get an official divorce.

Four years later, Liam goes to Georgia for filming and crosses paths with Katy again. But now she's just Kate and she has a boyfriend and she doesn't want anything to do with her marriage. Liam has other plans.

Check out the 2nd book, Disconnected, told from Liam's POV!!

Buying Links for Disconnected will come as soon as possible!

Blurb: This is the retelling of Reconnected from Liam's POV.
A Fast Paced Love Story!

Liam and Katy were high school sweethearts. Shortly after they graduated they ran off to Vegas to get married. Liam does theater acting and it's there that he is discovered by Excite Entertainment and flown to L.A.

Once he's in L.A his marriage takes the backseat to rubbing elbows with Hollywood's biggest and brightest. One night Liam throws a big party and Katy comes into their house filled with half dressed women. When Katy says she's going to leave, Liam doesn't believe her until he comes home from filming and finds a note that tears him apart.

Four years later, he's tried to move on but never let go of the love he has in his heart for his Katy. It's in a little town they are filming in that their paths cross again and Liam has to try and convince Katy that their love is worth fighting for.

Check out this sneak peek that we were able to get from the awesome author!!

A party ruined my life. It was supposed to be all about making a name for myself and showing everyone that I was the new kid on the block, but my wife was in the background and she left me.
When I got home from shooting the day after the party, I thought she would be there waiting for me with a home cooked meal like always. She had told me she wanted to keep something normal while everything else was so make-believe. But when I came in, all that was there was a note:

"I'm leaving. I hope you have all the successes you've ever wanted. I won't be along for this crazy ride. Goodbye.

 Love, Katy"

I didn't believe her when she said she would leave. I thought she was just mad about all the girls in the house. I never thought she could really just be gone.
 After I read that note, I tore the house apart. I ran through every room yelling her name and then I grabbed the phone and tried to call her over and over again. When she didn't answer, I called her parents. All Mrs. Parker would tell me was that she was safe and really upset. She said she was sure we could work things out, this was just the first of many fights married couples have. But she was wrong. Katy never came back home to me.
So I started drinking. I drank and drank until I could hardly move anymore. Mitchell Fallon said he was going to fire me if I didn't get over it because she's "only a girl" and there's plenty more where she came from. But he never got it. She's still more than just another girl to me, she's everything. And I blew it.
One morning I woke up and made myself think with a clear head. I was going to find her. Filming was on a break, so I took a few days and I drove home to my parents' house first.
"Sweetie, are you sure you're alright?" my mom asked me for the hundredth time after I got there.
"Yes. Because I'm going to find her, Mom. I have to. I'm going to go talk to Mr. and Mrs. Parker and make them understand that I need her! I'll apologize and Katy will come home with me."
My parents exchanged a look and I sighed with frustration. "Look, I'll be back later."
I walked out, hopped into my car, and sped down the route I knew by heart until I got to Katy's child hood home. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel until I had the courage to get out and walk up to the door and knock.
A few moments later, Mr. Parker opened the door and crossed his arms as he looked at me. "Liam."
"Mr. Parker, I need to know where Katy is." I wanted to sound like I meant business but it came out more as a plea.
He shook his head looking down at the ground. "I'm sorry son, I can't tell you that."
I glared at him. "She is my wife! I have every right to know where she is!"
He glared right back at me and stepped closer. "And she is my daughter. Do you have any idea what you put her through when you took her to that city? All you did was party and you forgot all about the wife you had that was right there with you!" He yelled through clenched teeth.

I flinched and stepped back as Mrs. Parker came around the corner to see what was going on.
She crossed her arms and came to stand next to her husband. "Hello, Liam."
"Please--please Mr. and Mrs. Parker. Tell me where she is so I can fix this," I pleaded with them.
Mrs. Parker looked at me sadly as she stepped forward and took my hand. "Liam, sweetheart, she needs her time." She turned to look at her husband. "Katelyn's not in Nevada anymore."
My eyes widened and I had to bite my lip to keep from yelling and getting hit by Katy's dad. "She left the state? Just up and left?" I shouted, frustrated, and started pacing.
I couldn't believe this was really happening. If she wanted to teach me a lesson, well, she did.
"Where did she go? You have family all over the place! Who did she go to?" I yelled, and stormed back towards the door.
"Son, I think it's best if you get in your car and leave. Now." Mr. Parker glared at me. "You're just going to cause a scene, and I doubt that's real great for your… what do they call it in Hollywood? Image?" He shook his head. "Go on back.  If Kate wants to come back, she will."
"And what if she doesn't? What if I already screwed this up too bad?" I gulped and looked down at my simple black wedding band. When we ran off to Vegas to get married right after graduation, our parents were furious. But we were in love and this was supposed to be forever.
 Maybe forever isn't forever when you live in Hollywood.

The whole drive back to L.A I started making a plan in my head. Any free days I got, I was going to spend contacting Katy's friends and family that I had information on. One of them was bound to know exactly where she was. Or maybe Katy's parents would slip up when they were talking to my parents. They're best friends. My parents are practically Katy and her brother Derek's other family. They couldn't keep her away from me. I just had to hope she'd come around. “We've known each other our whole lives, she has to know how much she means to me,” I thought as I smacked my fist against the steering wheel and turned into our very empty home.
There I saw the car of my new friend, Scott Adams, another up-and-coming actor that Excite had taken on. We got along good, and he liked to hang out-- especially since everything that had happened with Katy.
"Hey man, how's it going?" he asked as I got out of the car.
I shook my head and leaned against the door. "Not good. She's not even back home. She left the state. Her parents won't even tell me where the heck she went!" I kicked some rocks from the driveway into the grass.
"So now what?"
"Every chance I get, I'm going to contact all the people I know connected to her and figure out where the heck she is." I shrugged. "I really screwed up."
"I'll tell ya what, I'll help you." Scott smiled at me as we walked inside. "You really love her don't you?"

I plopped down on my very expensive leather couch and nodded. "I do. This city makes me different. I'm not the Liam that came from a theater in Nevada anymore. Here I'm Liam Warren, movie star, and I feel like I need to act the part." I ran both hands through my hair and squeezed them into fists. "I just forgot to stop acting when I came back home."
A year later, I was still no closer to figuring out where she might be. Hope was slowly slipping away of ever getting another shot at things.
After yet another dead end phone call to a friend, I threw my phone across the room and watched it hit a wall.
"What was that about?" Scott asked as he came around the corner. He'd taken up residence here. I'd figured he might as well.
"The same freaking answers over and over and over again." I gritted my teeth. "I don't....I don't know what else to do Scott." I slipped into a chair and covered my face. "If she was going to forgive me, she would be back already."
Scott came and sat on the coffee table in front of me. "You need to let go. I know you don't want to," he added in when I gave him a look, but he just shrugged. "Come out with me tonight. Mingle with some of Hollywood's newest and brightest. You have noticed your co-star, Alexia right?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
I shrugged. "What about her?"
"She's beautiful. And she wants you. It's in her eyes every time you guys are near each other. Marriage or not, she'll make you forget the hurt you're feeling right now."

 "I don't know, man. I don't think going out partying is good for me right now."
"So don't think, get changed and come to the new club everyone's been talking about. A bunch of people will be there, you won't think about Katy and that mess at all. We'll just relax and have a good time."
After some internal arguing, I finally gave in to Scott. Having a good time wouldn't kill me, and a little bit of distraction was welcome.
I quickly got changed into some dress slacks and a button-up white shirt and just ran some gel through my hair before I walked down the stairs to where Scott was waiting.
"Ready to go?"
I nodded. "I guess so."
He patted my shoulder as we both went out the door and I slipped behind the wheel of my little sports car. "I'll try to have fun, I promise."
Scott smiled and nodded as he turned the radio on. "Good, that's all I ask."
A little bit later we drove up to a large building that had a line wrapped around the side. There were strobe lights going, masking the camera flashes of paparazzi that were just waiting for people like us to drive up.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked Scott, looking at the long line before we got out of the car.

He smirked at me. "Our pictures are all over the place right now, we can just bypass all this," he motioned to the lines. "You know what Mitch always says about the paps. Any publicity from them is good as long as we don't destroy anything." He shruged and pulled me up to the front of the line by the bouncer.
"Oh my God, Liam Warren and Scott Adams!" a redheaded girl that was flirting with the bouncer squealed when she saw us. "I can't believe I'm standing right beside you!"
The bouncer shook his head as he looked us over. "You're both legal, right?"
"Yep." Scott answered for the both of us and grinned as the bouncer stepped back and let us in easily.
"See? No problems." He smiled over at me and directed me to a barricaded section where there were two different bouncers blocking the area.
"Names?" one of the guys asked us.
"I'm Liam Warren. This is Scott Adams." I pointed in his direction.
The other bouncer looked over his list, nodded and let us go by. Immediately we were handed drinks, and I took a quick glance to see that it was beer before taking a swig and following behind Scott to a table in the back. Sitting there was Alexia Dalton and another actress I can't remember the name of.
Alexia looked up at me with a big grin. "Liam! I'm so happy you decided to come!" She jumped up and hugged me before I realized what she was doing.
"Um yeah." I ran a hand through my hair and sat down.
The actress I can't remember looked over at me and smiled shyly. "I'm Josie." She reached her hand out and I shook it. "I'm an extra on the movie you're working on right now."
"Oh, right." I nodded. "That's why you look a little familiar."
She smiled a little bigger and nodded. "Yep. Alexia is showing me all the fun stuff to do around L.A."
"Yeah, I wouldn't be here if I could help it. I'm kind of being forced." I looked over in Scott's direction. "He says I need to get out more."
"Getting out can be good," she shrugged.
I shook my head and glanced around until I noticed Alexia had her eyes glued on me.
"So Liam, how do you like L.A?" she asked as she crossed her legs and sent the hem of her dress riding up.
"It's alright, I guess. It would be even better if my wife was still here with me."
She pouted as she set her chin on her hand. "I heard about that." She reached her hand across to pat mine. "I'm so sorry. Some people just aren't cut out for this life."
I narrowed my eyes and pulled my hand away from her as Scott brought another round of drinks over.

"Everyone know everyone?" he asked, taking a drink of his beer.
"Yep." Alexia smiled and looked me up and down again. "You know Liam; our characters get very cozy over the next couple days."
I just shrugged. "Great," I replied dryly.
Scott kicked my foot under the table and sent me a glare. I just took another drink and sighed.
Over the next few hours the four of us ended up downing drink after drink, and Scott was right. I forgot why I was so mad and hurting in the first place. Alexia had scooted herself closer to me and I didn't even mind her rubbing her fingers up and down my arm.
"So, Liam," she whispered by my ear, and I looked down at her.
"How about we get out of here and get to know each other really well?" She raised an eyebrow at me suggestively and leaned in a little closer, until she had pressed her lips to mine and for a minute, I froze. But the alcohol was flowing through me, and it had been a whole year since I'd had the comfort of my wife, and I need this; I deserved this. I could find another way to be happy. I let myself kiss her back and smiled flirtatiously as I pulled her up out of her chair. "Let's go."

 But the next morning when I tried to roll over and was stopped by arms and legs draped all over me... it was then that everything came crashing down. I slept with Alexia, I betrayed Katy. Oh God, what had I done?

 Chapter 1

3 Years Later
            Disconnected, that's how I've felt the last four years since Katy walked out of my life. I admit, when I found myself in Hollywood back then, I let it get to my head. There was just so much out there, and it gave me culture shock.
            Unfortunately, I took it out on Katy-- the one person who saw past all that crap and still loved me for just being Liam. That party that Mitchell Fallon and the other Excite execs talked me into having to "rub elbows" with Hollywood’s elite cost me my marriage. I haven't been able to forgive myself ever since.
           Now I'm on a plane to Georgia with my best friend, Scott Adams. We've been in this whirlwind together. He was picked up by Excite around the same time I was. 
            "Ready to find us some Georgia peaches, man?" Scott asks from beside me in our first class seats.
            I just roll my eyes and run a hand through my hair. "I don’t know man, doesn't it ever get old?"
            He looks at me like I've lost my mind as he puts his hand against my forehead. "Are you sick, Liam?"
            I shove his hand away and sigh. "I'm just thinking about everything, ya know?" I shrug and look down at the floor.
            "You have to let her go sometime," Scott tells me in a whisper. "I know you still love your wife, but she left you, man. You have to focus on your future. You're the big man now! You can walk into any building and have every woman in the place throwing themselves at you. Maybe there's someone you're really meant to be with out there."
            I just shrug, "Yeah, maybe."

            The next morning, Scott and I are heading over to a local college. Excite wants it to be a PR opportunity, show we are all about education or something. 
            As soon as we step into the Dean's building, there are at least 40 girls that suddenly need to be in that building for something, of course.
            "Liam! Scott! Could you please--please autograph something for me?" a girl stammers as she grabs some paper and a marker out of her bag and lunges at us with bugged out eyes.
            "Sure." I flash a grin at her. "Who should we write it out to?"
            "Laney," she breathes, and after both Scott and I  have signed she squeals and runs into the group of girls, who then join her in squealing.
            "I'm so sorry for that." A secretary shoots a look over at the girls. "Dean Paul is ready to meet with you in his office."
            We nod and follow her down the hall where there's a plaque with "Dean Paul" in golden letters. As we enter, he quickly stands and smoothes down his suit. "Mr. Adams, Mr.  Warren," he reaches his arm out to shake our hands, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Would you like a tour of our school grounds?"
            "Sure," Scott pops in with a smile. I bet he has pictures of college girls rolling through his head. "We'd love to."

            While we're walking through the grounds, Dean Paul goes on and on about the history of the place and I halfway tune out.  Anywhere I go, if I catch a glimpse of a girl with long brown hair, I always stop to see if maybe--just maybe--it's Katy. I know it's a really long shot, but I've never stopped looking. She's always in my thoughts and I can't ever just forget her like she seems to have forgotten me. 
            We walk into the middle of the courtyard area and as the Dean is sweeping his arms around, I see someone that walks just like Katy, with a small bounce in her step and a habit of tucking her hair behind her ears. She's holding onto the hand of a tall guy with cropped brown hair.  She has the same hairstyle as Katy, too... the same one she's had her whole life, since she always refused to cut it much shorter or dye it. My heart is pounding. There's no way, right? Here in Georgia on some itty bitty college campus?
            Without realizing it, I step away from the Dean, Scott, and the bodyguard and move closer.  My eyes are glued on the girl, and then she looks directly at me before continuing the conversation with the boy she's talking with. It's Katy. My Katy.
            "Oh my God, Katy?"  I can't hold in. It's her. It's really 100%, honest to God, my Katy. Right there, walking with another guy.

            All the anger I felt that day four years ago bubbles up inside me and I take off in a run to where she is. "Katelyn Marie Warren!"  I yell at her and notice her flinch.
            The guy I saw her with pulls her behind him. "Dude, I don't know what your problem is but you have the wrong girl. Her name is Kate Parker, not--whatever you just said," he says with a shake of his head.
            I couldn't help but laugh, albeit humorlessly at that. "Oh, really? And who exactly are you?" I ask him as I cross my arms and steal a glance at Katy. She hasn't told this guy a thing. He has no idea she's a married woman.

            Then she shoves in front of the guy and crosses her own arms as she steels herself to confront me. "He's my boyfriend," she replies with a glare, and I can't help but smirk across at her; she's so cute when she thinks she's being mean.
            I step closer and reach my hand out. "Well, boyfriend, I'm the husband."
            The shock of that registers in his eyes as he shoves my hand away, "What? What is he talking about, Kate?" he turns around and asks Katy.
            She grits her teeth before she replies, "Husband in name only. We were young and stupid. He got discovered, ran off to L.A., and had his pick of every beautiful woman that wanted to come fill his bed."
            She really wants to piss me off. "I NEVER cheated on you, Katy!" I yell as Scott wanders over with the bodyguard. Perfect timing, guys, I think as I look over my shoulder at them.
            Then she's laughing. Freaking laughing at me! "Maybe you didn't then, but since then? I've seen all your magazine covers, Liam! How many "girlfriends" or, hell, just one night stands, have you had in the last four years? I'm not Katy Warren anymore. I'm just normal Kate Parker again. And I've moved on and just want to forget that I was ever married to someone like you!" she yells back at me.
            Katy grabs hold of the boyfriend guy and turns to go, but I'm too mad to let her. I run over and grab her elbow and turn her back around to me.  "How many men have you had, Katy? How many have you dated or had flings with since we've been separated? And a guy like this?" I point at her boyfriend and shake my head. "You know your Mama must be so disappointed. You could do so much better."
            Before I even know what she's doing, I feel my cheek burn as Katy slaps me. "Shut up!" she yells at me angrily. All I can do is stand there, tense, as I feel all kinds of emotions rolling through me. "Lucas is great, thank you very much. He’s never hurt me like you did. The only one my Mama has ever been disappointed in is you! So please," she says as she starts to storm away again, "do me a favor and stay on your side of the country in L.A." 
            Katy still doesn't want me.  I just keep standing there, watching her in shock, unable to move.  "By the way," I hear her yell over her shoulder as she and the boyfriend--Lucas, apparently--take off, "I want a divorce!" 
            She has a boyfriend, she just freaking slapped me in public, and she says she wants a divorce? Oh there is no way that is happening, because seeing her in person just reminded me even more how much I love her, even if she hates me.
"What the heck was all that?" Scott asks as he comes up to me. "Who was that?"
I turn towards him and take a deep breath to pull myself together. "That was Katy, Scott."
His eyes bug out. "Katy? Like, your wife, Katy?"
I nod and look in the direction she just left in.
"Whoa. Are you ok?"
"I will be," I say, "because I'm going to win her back."

Author Bio: 
Bethany Daniel lives in Tx with her husband and 2 sons. She enjoys reading, photography and of course, writing. Bethany really found the passion for writing again this last year and came up with the idea for Reconnected after years of following Hollywood gossip and reading books about girls always chasing the guys and thought it would be nice for it to be the other way around. She is currently writing Disconnected, the story of Reconnected from Liam's POV.
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Twitter: @author_bethanyd

 Check out the beautiful cover for TEMPORARY BLISS (Bliss # 1, New Erotic Romance Series by BJ Harvey!!!
Book Release date: August 29th

Makenna Lewis cringes at any mention of the word commitment. She doesn’t want or need a relationship, but she does like sex (who doesn't).

That explains Noah, Sean, and Zander, her three 'friends with benefits'.

They know the score, they know they're not the only one, and each of them provide her with a different physical need that she craves and enjoys.

  Until a late night encounter with the delicious Daniel Winters turns her preconceived notion of no-commitment completely on its head.

Soon she finds herself feeling things she vowed never to feel again, and when Daniel pushes for more than she’s willing to give, she falters.

What do you do when something that you’ve known to be so wrong in the past feels so damn right? If you’re Mac, you run and hide. But is Daniel the type of man who takes no for an answer?

I heard a knock at the door. Assuming it would be Devon, I was ready to bitch about how shitty my day was.
I flung open the door, surprised to see Eric. “You used the door.”
“It’s called manners. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
“Didn’t know you needed an invitation.”
“I don’t. I’m not a vampire. It’s that manners thing again,” he said curtly, stepping around me.
I stood there with the door open.
“Aren’t you going to close the door?”
When I made no move to, he reached past me and shut it.
“I had hoped I’d never be seeing you again.” I lied. “Besides, I figured you’d be mad at me.”
“I am beyond mad. Try pissed off.”
“Okay, pissed off or not, I really had no choice. I’m—”
“Do you even know what you did today? I asked one thing from you and you wouldn’t do it. You had a choice. There is always a choice and you made it.”
I sighed. “The point is, I’m sorry!”
“I deal in bottom lines. And the bottom line is—”
“The bottom line is I screwed you. Don’t you understand that I cannot just let you kill people in front of me? Don’t you understand how much that hurts? This guy today was a stranger but those people before—Eric, I believed it was my fault because of you. Every guy I slept with—”
“You weren’t supposed to sleep with every guy you met in a bar! That is on you.”
“Fuck you!”
He lifted his brow. “Isn’t that your problem?”
“Woah! Woah, woah, woah. Don’t you come in here and judge me. You don’t have the right. How I deal with my pain is my business. Is that what this is about? The creepy stalker Angel of Death got jealous?”
“Who I call is never my pick. It is your lot in life to keep memories and mine to call souls.”
“I cannot believe you called me a slut?” It was off subject but I was still pissed off about it.
“Did not!”
“Bullshit. You did a damn good job of implying it.”
“You are right.” He rubbed his hand through his hair, and I saw remorse in his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Author Bio:
I’m 31 years old and live in New Zealand, the most beautiful country in the world.

I love reading, and started writing my first novel, Lost in Distraction in December 2012. Before that I’d written business and website articles professionally but never fiction. I love the indie community, authors, bloggers and readers alike and have met so many awesome people that I now call dear friends.

I’m a huge music lover as well. I REALLY love music. If there isn't music playing, something is wrong. And it’s a wide range of music too, I might surprise you with my eclectic tastes.

I'm also a wife, mother of two gorgeous girls and currently working for myself as well as studying full time to become an accountant of all things. I also have a Bachelor of Communications.

My author inspirations are: Michelle Leighton, Barbara Elsborg and Kristen Ashley. (author headshot: attached)

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