Saving Leah by Misha Elliot

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Good Morning, Afternoon & Evening Bloggers and Readers,

I am thrilled to be part of of this event.  I’m rounding out the month of September and am grateful for the opportunity to participate in Rave Reviews by Nonnie Jules special event.  This month has brought about some pretty fantastic stops with some even more fantastic prizes.  Your stop here will offer you yet another prize.  First, here’s a little bit about my latest release.

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Sometimes the only thing worse than revealing a painful secret is keeping it from the one who wants to save you.

In time, fractured bones mend and torn flesh heals. But what about a fractured soul? Years of abuse have left Leah scared and broken, in solitude with the only symbol of the person she used to be-her violin.

While in hiding, she never expected to meet the handsome and alluring Asher. Can he save her before all is lost or will her secrets become the death of her?

*WARNING* This book contains adult material including violence and sexual content intended for readers over the age of 18.

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The Norton Sisters Renewed *****Cover Reveal*****

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Chyra, Book 4 (The Norton Sisters Series)

Chyra’s secret is revealed in book 3.5.  The family has learned about little Zachariah and have given her all kinds of hell about it.  They don’t know that’s not the only secret she has.  Just wait until they learn the rest of her secrets.

Isaac has been nice enough to stay away from his wife while she sorts out her life.  Finally, fed up and having had enough, he pays a surprise visit to Tempa.

What he finds may just be more than he bargained for when he determined/decided to take the youngest Norton sister as his wife?

Add to the mix, the father of her newly revealed son and you have a trifecta that is sure to rock the worlds of every member of the Norton family whether they be related by blood or by marriage.  Sometimes hiding isn’t the best remedy.  Chyra may just wish that she didn’t return once all comes out.

The Norton Sisters Series is a series about six sisters that share the same last name, but are six entirely different women. The sisters by age ranking: Zoie, Wynter, Rayna, Nyema, Lynnia and Chyra are there for each other, always. They follow their own little “Norton Code”: “In the end, family means everything and your sisters hold you up. No matter what may come.”

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Chyra: The Norton Sisters Series, Book 4 (New Release)

Title: Chyra: Book 4

Author: Ellie Keys

Series: The Norton Sister Series

Genre: Romance, Adult

Release: Sept. 17, 2015

Chapter 1

Chyra

Chyra stood in the middle of the restaurant looking at most of the members of her family while trying to fight back the tears that had been threatening since they began their surprise attack. This was not how she expected this day to go.  Her plan was just to work her way through the mess.  They’d now taken that option away.

She woke up just a few days ago thinking that she could handle anything that came her way.  Christmas had been a complete disaster thanks to the unveiling of a truth she hadn’t been prepared to share.  Her drunken call to let Zach know just how she felt and what she thought of him had ended with her apparently sleeping with him. Her adorable little boy couldn’t stop the beaming smile that was plastered on his face when he emerged from the bathroom and found that he was at his mother’s house with his father there along with them. There went the New Year’s holiday.  She had to possibly crush her little boy’s hopes and dreams.

That morning had been spent fielding questions from a very curious little boy that wanted to know when they were moving.  He also had ideas about the house they should get.  Zachariah went as far as putting in his “order” for a little sister.

At first he didn’t know why he wanted a sister and not a brother.  After a moment or two of thinking, her little Zachy told her his reasons.

“I have a good idea. I think it should be a patterin.  It can be me because I’m a boy.  I’m first.  A sister, she woulds be a girl then a brother then another sister.  See Mommy. It would be boy then girl then boy then girl, a patterin.  It can’t be like Auntie Rayna and Unca Chris.  They have the girl first.  I’m not a girl. Our pattern is different, right Mommy?”

“Yes, baby boy.  Our pattern would be different because you are a boy and you were born first. So, you think mommy is going to have three more babies?”

“Four.  It has to be a…um…,” his little nose scrunched up while he thought some more and she could’ve just kissed him. He always had the ability to take her mind off the things she was dealing with.  “Auntie Wynnie tells me it.  Oh, it’s a evens number.  That’s what. Evens numbers are good. Are they, Daddy?”

She’d almost forgotten Zach had been there with them until the moment Zachy had asked that question. He’d looked so comfortable in her home, her personal space.  It had made her nervous.  She turned her attention back to fixing them all breakfast while Zach answered questions or fielded them her way.  It was his way of letting her know that he knew she was trying to avoid the obvious predicament they’d found themselves in. Chyra reluctantly answered the continuing list of questions her four year old had.

After an hour or so of her and Zach answering question after question, she couldn’t answer another.  She needed to come up with something to stave off the rest of the inquisition.  It took her telling him that they were going to spend time with his cousin, Nakia, to get him to stop. Zachary had been no help at all.  He just sat at the table laughing every time Zachy hit her with another question.

Once she got them out of the house, she made sure that she was unavailable to have visitors or take any calls for the rest of the day.  She needed to sort out what was going on in her head.  Fortunately for her, Lynnia had closed the restaurant for the holidays.  Her sister told everyone that her family restaurant employees needed to have time to spend with their own families and the holiday break was the perfect time to do it.

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Ellie Keys is an author of mystery and thriller novels. The characters of her stories are loud, exuberant and controlling when it comes to demanding her attention. The personalities that come out on paper give audience members insight into the reason why she is a little off center. She loves writing, reading a good book and losing herself in a great movie.

Ellie is thrilled to be able to share the stories from the wealth of works that she has created. There is a great deal in store for lovers of mystery and thrill seekers.

Rebuilding Trust by Elison Grace (Cover Reveal)

Rebuilding Trust by Elison Grace

Release date: Nov. 3, 2015

GoodReads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26148324-rebuilding-trust

The only thing Cory took serious was his career as a firefighter. His relationships consisted of nothing more than one night stands.

Until he met her.

After Carrie’s heart has been shattered she changed her life. Forced herself to become a strong-willed, independent woman. She didn’t need anyone to support her.

Especially a man.

Cory makes it his mission to win Carrie’s love and trust. Can he help rebuild her shattered heart or

will their hearts end up in a pile of ashes?

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July 2013 Carrie

There are those defining moments in life when your world as you have known it is ripped away from you. You have to decide if you are going to lie down and let it crush you or are you going to get up, strap on your big girl panties, and make a new life. I chose the latter. When my world and future were ripped away from me I chose to redefine myself and become an independent woman. I have been dependent on people my entire life and it has gotten me nothing, but heartache and pain. Time for a change.

I could not believe that I was preparing to marry the man I have loved since I was sixteen years old. Standing in front of the mirror, I felt like a cake topper in my mother’s choice of dress. It was not me at all. You could barely see me or my figure amongst the mounds of tulle in the skirt. The top is long sleeved with lace resting along the collar bone and the back dipping wide, stopping just below my shoulder blades. My exposed shoulder blades were the only skin you could find in this dress. I wanted to take it off as soon as I put it on, but, for my mother’s sake, I came out to show the group. I don’t know why I bothered. There was not a dress in the universe that would make us both happy. This could be why my wedding dress was one of the last things I needed to pick for the wedding.

If I was being honest, it was one of the only things I really got to pick. My mother was trying to hijack that too. When she heard that Toby and I had gotten engaged, she immediately got on the phone with Lois, Toby’s mom. Together the two of them have been planning their dream wedding for us. They came together to pick the location of the wedding, reception and over the top hotel ballroom. The colors, robin’s egg blue with ivory accents with ivory roses all around, are boring. I let them plan it all because they were paying and I didn’t care enough to fight. I just wanted to be married to Toby. He is my heart. We have been together since we were sixteen. Nobody knew me better than him. He is my constant and my strength and I couldn’t wait to have that in my life forever. That’s I all I care about. They can have the rest, except for the dress. I want to pick a dress that makes me feel beautiful and confidant, not like a cake topper.

“Oh, you look like a bride!” Mother coos as Lois nods her agreement. Rolling my eyes, I decide I have to take a stand or I will be stuck in this monstrosity of a wedding dress for my wedding.

“I hate this and I’m not going to wear it. I am going to go back in there, resist the urge to burn this dress, and come out in something I love. This is my day. I appreciate everything you two have done for me, but I need to pick this dress myself.”

Gathering the mass of tulle I stormed off into the dressing room. The consultant followed me in.

“From now on we are just focusing on my picks. Let’s start with that one please,” I said as I pointed to the dress that caught my eye as soon as I walked in.

Sliding the dress over my head, she zipped it up and I turned to face the mirror. Goose bumps pricked my arms and my breath caught. This is the dress that I would marry Toby in.

The dress was everything I never knew I wanted. It just felt right. The bodice was covered in intricate flower patterned lace with pearl straps. The skirt was light ivory tulle with a shear organza overlay. The same lace from the bodice adorned the bottom of the skirt. The piece that made it perfect was the silver belt that was intricately detailed like the lace and had pearl accents throughout.

I had considered taking it off and having them ring it up. I really didn’t want the mothers to ruin this for me. There is no way that would be acceptable to the mothers so I went out there to let them know that this was the one and I am not changing my mind.

Stepping onto the podium, I look at myself in the big mirror.

This was it and I just had to make them see it. I called the bridal consultant over and asked her if she could get me a veil to put on with the dress. I need all the help I can get to get us all on the same page.

Turning towards the group I wait for them to shoot the dress down so I can defend it. My mother’s hand flies to her mouth her eyes sparkle with unshed tears. She looks over at my future mother in law and they both nod.

“This is it. You look gorgeous.” My mother in law says.

Yes, I have found the one. Turning back to the mirror I inspect myself in the mirror. I look like a bride. I am going to walk down the aisle and marry the man of my dreams in this dress. He is going to love it.

My phone chirped from my purse that I had left with my mother. I ignored it. That wasn’t the time for texts. It was time for my celebration. The phone chirped three more times consecutively so I decide that whoever it is must think that whatever they have to say is important. Stepping off the pedestal, I dig my phone from purse and slide my finger across the screen to see who it is. There were four texts from Toby. Opening the first one, I gasped. It was a close up picture of a girl with her lips wrapped around a dick. At first, I was like what the fuck is this? Upon closer inspection I saw the black tribal tattoo down his side that I knew so well. I sat beside Toby when he got it last year. My hands begin to shake. I know I shouldn’t open the rest, but, I can’t seem to stop myself. The next one is a picture of Toby and a bleach blond kissing. Tears stream down my face as everyone watches me. I have not said a word so they don’t know that my heart is shattering. Opening the third, my eyes land on a picture that looks like it was taken by Toby. It shows the entire front of the same girl, fully naked and exposed, as she is riding him. My knees buckle as I look at it and my future is ripped away from me. I switch to the final text.

Toby: Heard you were getting married. Wanted to show you who you were committing your life to.

Throwing the phone as if the words had burned me, I sat there on the floor in a pile of tulle and organza crying over my shattered heart and demolished future.

They say that timing is everything and the timing of the job offer to be a teacher at Loveland Elementary in Colorado couldn’t have been better if I had planned it. I have graduated from Iowa State with a teaching degree. Originally the plan was to try to get a position around Ames, get married, have the two point five kids, and live happily ever after with my high school sweetheart. It was the fairytale everyone talks about. That fairy tale has been crushed and it’s time to create a new story featuring me alone as the heroine. I had not applied to schools out of state and I was surprised when they had called me asking if I would be interested in starting in the upcoming school year. I guess my professor had a friend there and called them to recommend me after she had heard that I may need a new start. I could kiss her for this because that is exactly what I need. I accepted the position without any hesitation and began arranging my new life in Loveland, Colorado.

Through the internet I found a girl who was looking for a roommate. She is a nurse at the cancer center there and seems really nice. My parents have helped me with starting money because they really want me to move away. They don’t like the way my tainted marriage plans and decimated future make them look to their friends. Apparently, I am now an embarrassment because Toby was sticking his dick in other women behind my back.

My car is packed to the brim with all of my possessions. If it didn’t fit in the car, it was staying here. Can you think of a better way to force a new start? I can’t. I don’t have the room to bring my past with me so I have to go and start anew in a new place. Starting with new stuff.

Waking up early, I slide into my Grad Am SE. I don’t bother to say goodbye to mother or the rest of the family. What’s the point? They want me gone so I’m gone. They are not getting any teary, heartfelt goodbyes. They would just be a lie anyway. Backing from the driveway, I start the long drive to Colorado; to my new life.

Goodreads

Firefighters and best friends, Dylan and Roy, face death on a daily basis.Now they face death personally when Roy is diagnosed with a terminal disease.

Lana, a nurse, becomes the strength Dylan needs when everything is crashing down around him. Will he have the courage to push past the unknown?

When the life he has known goes up in flames will the love of his life rise out of the ashes?

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