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Title: Finding Me (His, #3)

Author: Mariah Dietz

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: June 1, 2015

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Synopsis

I came here to escape. Leave the debris and avoid the inevitable truths.

Things are better.

Worse.

Different.

I’m finding me, but in the process I fear I’m forgetting those I have left, and the ones who have left me. Maybe I’m losing who I was.

Can I forget my past and move forward?

Can I forget him?

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“I warned you guys to stop.” Jameson’s voice taunts, and I choose to ignore it, hoping that Kendall will tell him to shut up. When she doesn’t, I nestle further against the pillow, preparing to search for more comforting sleep until cold air slices across my skin as our blanket is whipped off with a harsh tug.

My entire body seems to feel the burn, causing my eyes to begrudgingly open to ensure that I’m wearing something more than just underwear. I am, but barely—just a tiny pair of shorts and a tank top with a built in bra that presses against my chest in a particularly uncomfortable fashion.

“What am I wearing?”

“You guys decided to switch clothes. There was a lot of giggling, and I think Mindi has your shirt from last night,” Jameson answers, folding the blanket.

“You guys look like you hurt.” My eyes shift to see Wes sitting on the far side of the couch, looking at us in amusement.

“What are you guys doing?” Kendall grumbles quietly because I know, like me, her head is aching too badly to yell at them.

“I told you guys to take it easy last night, especially since you drank too much the night before.” Jameson looks to Kendall. “We have that dinner tonight for my work. You’ve got to rehydrate”

Kendall groans in response, and Jameson sets down two mugs of coffee. The scent alone makes my stomach roll and I shake my head in protest.

“I don’t even remember coming home.”

“What can you remember?” Jameson asks me, his tone suspicious. I open my eyes to see Kendall staring at me, the look of pain in her eyes recedes, replaced with curiosity and thought as her eyebrows and forehead scrunch.

I lift my eyebrows, imploring her to tell me if she can recall us doing anything we’re going to regret. Her shoulders raise and her head gently shakes and then quickly stops as she winces.

Jameson laughs, and I’m pretty certain it’s filled with more relief than humor. “What happened?” I ask.

Jameson shakes his head, his eyebrows raised. “All kinds of shit.”

“Make him fess up,” I whine, looking to Kendall.

“Jameson.” Her one word is filled with enough of a threat that he looks a little nervous.

“Wait, how would you even know what happened? We went to the bachelorette party last night.” I glance at Kendall’s neck, noticing proof of our night when I see a beaded necklace covered in every unnatural shade of penis. I tug on one of them, and Kendall looks down and laughs painfully before removing it.

“Yeah, how would you know?” she fires.

“You guys called and invited us out,” Jameson answers.

“Who’s us?” I ask.

“What happened?” Kendall growls.

“Savannah danced on a bar,” Wes adds randomly.

“I remember that!” I cry, too loud for my own ears.

I recall glimpses of her wearing a small black dress that she was thrilled to be able to fit in again with a killer pair of heels that really had nearly killed her a couple of times in our travels the previous night. My visions of her cloud, and a curly blond-haired guy with eyes so dark they were almost creepy, appears. I was dancing with him. Flashes of Max shoving him and yelling at me, accusing me of being easy, and me in turn yelling at him for dating a whore fade as I cover my face with both hands and groan.

“What?” Kendall asks.

“I’m staying with Mindi.”

“Nah, you were drunk. It’s no big deal,” Wes assures me. I look at Jameson who doesn’t look nearly as convinced.

“Oh my, God! Nate!” Kendall gasps.

“Nate what?” I ask skeptically.

“Nate and Max,” she says, placing her hand on my arm. The gesture brings a new flash of memories of her pulling me back as I tried to stand between the two of them during a heated exchange.

“I’m staying with Mindi,” I repeat.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” she says, her eyes still raised to the ceiling in thought.

“No, it’s really not. And you guys are going out tonight. I’m going to go stay with Mindi and Kyle. Things need to calm down.” I shiver against the cool air blowing through a vent on the far side of the couch and move to sit up, determined to get some more appropriate clothes on that don’t reveal most of my cleavage.

Heavy footfalls enter the living room and Landon and Max appear. Landon looks from Kendall and me to Jameson as Max avoids looking at any of us.

“Alright,” Wes begins. “So last night we experienced some unforeseen hurdles. But that’s okay. It’s not a big deal. It’s a new day.”

Max walks away.

 

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Mariah Dietz lives in Eastern Washington with her husband and two sons that are the axis of her crazy and wonderful world.

Mariah grew up in a tiny town outside of Portland, Oregon where she spent the majority of her time immersed in the pages of books that she both read and created.

She has a love for all things that include her sons, good coffee, books, travel, and dark chocolate. She also has a deep passion for the stories she writes, and hopes readers enjoy the journeys she takes them on, as much as she loves creating them.

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~ Salvation and Secrets (Chastity Falls #2) by L.A. Cotton Review Tour ~

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Title: Salvation and Secrets (Chastity Falls Series Book 2)

Author: L.A. Cotton

Genre: New Adult/Contemporary

Release Date: April 17th

 

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SynopsisChastity Falls was supposed to be Ana Parry?s fresh start. But what started as her salvation

soon became her undoing.

Four months after losing the very thing that gave her reason again, Ana is back at Chastity

Falls. Holding on by a thread and trying hard to forget about Jackson isn?t easy when she?s

determined to uncover the Donohue?s biggest secrets.

Jackson Pierce knew he was playing with fire when he pursued the girl with pain in her eyes. But

there was something about her and he just had to know more.

Walking away from Ana was the hardest thing he?s ever done, and four months on, he refuses to

forget. He can?t. Rising tensions with Reibeckitt Valley mean Ana is still in harm?s way and, this

time, he?s determined to protect her?at all costs.

Loyalty drove them apart, but will secrets piece them back together? Or tear them apart for

good?

Salvation will be earned, secrets will be unveiled. Welcome to Chastity Falls.

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“My mind may have shut him out since that night, but my heart refused to forget.” ~Ana

I had been so anxious to get my hands on this book, and the wait was oh so worth it. Salvation and Secrets picks up where the first book left off. Jackson and Ana were each other’s salvation, but hidden secrets tore them apart. Ana is devastated after Jackson picked the evil Donohue’s over her, even if he did it to protect her. She returns to school only a shell of the person she was the previous year, but she is determined to survive. She has a great group of friends to support her, but how will she react when she sees him for the first time. Just as Ana’s luck would have it, he is in one of her classes again. What she sees completely surprises her. Jackson has the same haunted, pained look that she does.

 

“But how do you forget the only person who really saw you for you? The person who owned the half of your da$$ soul?” ~Jackson

Jackson has tried so hard to protect Ana from the depraved Donohue clan, but his heart is betraying him. She is his other half…can he stay away? When another danger threatens her, will Jackson finally give in and finally have happiness and will she survive…will he? Read on to find out!!!!

Sometimes sequels fail to live up to the first book, but that WAS NOT the case in this book. Much of the book is Ana and Jackson trying to deny their feelings and move on, but a lot of the book reveals more secrets and danger. Holy cow, I didn’t think there were any more secrets to be discovered, boy was I wrong! While Cotton was great at the twists and turns, she never lost sight of her characters. I was on the same emotional rollercoaster that Ana and Jackson were on. I just wanted to fix it for them while also taking out the Donohue clan myself. But as in the first book, I am just as curious about Braiden and what turned him into the monster that he is. I want to know if he can ever find redemption!

L A Cotton had me from the first page! She didn’t rush anything in this book. There was no quick resolution, especially for Ana. She had to go through he$$ to discover that she is not only a survivor but a fighter! You go girl! I highly recommend this series if you like romance with suspense. Cotton delivers both! She totally threw me for a curve in the last chapter….now she has me waiting anxiously for the third book, and from the way she ended this one, it’s going to be even better! Can’t wait!

 

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Loyalty and Lies (Chastity Falls Series Book 1)

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Eighteen-year-old Savanah Parry just moved three thousand miles across state to escape. The memories?the whispers?the pain.

Chastity Falls Academy is supposed to be her fresh start; her salvation. And when Ana meets mysterious Jackson, she begins to think it is. She hasn?t smiled in almost sixteen months; not since the night her life changed forever, and despite her guilt?her loyalty, Ana can?t deny that Jackson is breathing life back into her. With Jackson by her side, Ana wants to believe she can heal and move on. But she isn?t the only one living a lie, and the small private Academy has secrets of its own. All is not what it seems, and Ana is about to find herself in a tangled web of lies; fighting for survival, again.

Loyalties will be tested, lies will be told. Welcome to Chastity Falls.

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Lex Talionis (n.)- The law of retaliation, whereby a punishment resembles the offense committed in kind and degree.
 
Two wrongs. One right. He met her under the worst circumstances. She was still married. To the man who’d stolen from his company. But none of that would matter, because he would have her. At any cost.
 
To Chase Blaine, it really was that simple. Douglas Colton had stolen millions from Chase’s company. He had to pay. Chase had every intention of cornering the bastard and making sure he ended up in jail.
 
Then he came face-to-face with Douglas’s wife, Aria. One look at her changed all his plans, warping them into a much darker and perverse plot to get his revenge.
 
He would offer Douglas his freedom . . . in exchange for a single date with his wife.
To a man like Chase, a man that hadn’t truly felt emotions in a long time, Aria’s presence soon became more addicting than a drug. A problem considering that she might never forgive him for blackmailing her, despite the fact that at times she seems just as unwillingly fascinated by him as he is by her.
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GETTING AWAY FROM CHASE was impossible it seemed.
Lori and Adam
finished eating, and then they left. Lori promising to call Aria on Monday,
so she could drop off Adam in the morning. Aria had almost offered them a place
to stay right there. The thought of them returning to the shelter irked
her.  
Sadly, it wasn’t
that simple for Aria. Taking care of Adam one day was one thing. With Douglas
still coming and going, and things as they were at home, having Lori stay with
her would just make it all that much more complicated.  
She didn’t want to
put Lori and her kid in an awkward situation just because her husband was a
worthless prick.  
That meant that the
man following her back behind the counter was the only one in any real position
to offer Lori help. But why had he done it? And why the hell was he following
her?  
Aria pushed open
the door leading to the service hallway and stopped, waiting for Chase. She
crossed her arms and whirled around to face him, indignant and ready to give it
to him good.  
One second passed.
Then two. She blinked. He’d been following her. There was no way she could
mistake the feel of him at her back.  
Chase walked out a
second later. He shrugged into his blazer, looking like a sex icon compared to
a regular man. His vest and dress shirt tightened across his chest as he
adjusted his suit jacket.  
Aria’s arms dropped
to her sides.  
He came to a stop
before her and stared her down with a concentrated, closed-off
stare.  
She swallowed hard,
feeling lost in the shade of that look. Consumed, actually. The hallway—all
fifty feet of it—was too small. Chase was too close.  
He wasn’t close
enough. 
She was so damned
confused. 
Aria wanted to bash
her own head into the wall.  
Chase’s lids
fluttered. The slow perusal he gave her body seemed almost angry. He was too
serious and that expression on his face bordered on becoming harsher by the
second. 
“You don’t have to
go on that date with me. I won’t force you . . . and I’ll stick to my word
about—” His eyes dropped to her left hand, where her wedding ring still sat on
her finger. “Husband.” 
Aria held in a
gasp, feeling her stomach bottom out. He was letting her off the hook, so to
speak. Releasing her from their fucked-up agreement.  
Promising to uphold
his end, even if she didn’t uphold hers.  
It was what she’d
wanted. What she’d been freaking praying for. 
So why was she
disappointed?
 The
cold sensation in her gut could be described no other way. 
“Why did you offer
to help Lori out?” Aria blurted out. There was no stopping it. She needed to
know. Her hands were cold and sweating. She clenched them into tight fists at
her sides and watched his expression for any change. 
There was a change,
but not what she’d been expecting. A flicker of frustration momentarily twisted
his features, then it was gone.  
“She needs help,
Aria. From what I gather, she and that kid are in a shelter. No one is going to
hire a bruised, stitched-up woman, no matter how impressive her resume or
skills are. She needs a job and I’m in the position to give it to her.” Chase
glared at her. “I’m not that much of a bastard that I’d turn my back on her. I
know that’s what you’re thinking. I’ve already told you many times: I know what
I did to you was wrong.” 
Aria’s lips
parted. 
Chase clenched his
fists, obviously fighting with himself. “Aria . . . you don’t have to go
anywhere with me. I won’t press charges on Douglas. And you can just . . . just
forget everything.” 
Her mind was in a
void of confusion when he turned and began to walk down the hall. 
Right toward the
exit leading out to the street. 
Her racing thoughts
went into warp-drive. He’d just freed her from her end of their bargain, and
wasn’t going to go after Douglas.  
He’d offered to
help Lori out of her situation.  
Chase had to be the
most confusing, intriguing, and—fuck it all to hell—attractive man
she’d ever met.  
And he was about to
walk out that door. 
“Chase,
wait!” 
Chase jerked to a
stop, one hand braced on the door.  
Aria. What the hell
are you doing?
 
His shoulders rose
and his back tensed, but he didn’t turn in her direction.  
He was willing to
back out of their agreement and stick to his end of it, without getting
anything in return. Douglas had stolen hundreds of thousands, if not millions,
from his company; he deserved to go to jail and Chase was willing to let him go
free. All for her. 
It seemed fair that
she’d go along with what she was planning to do. At least, that’s what Aria
told herself as, heart racing, she took a step toward him. “I’ll go.” 
That had Chase’s
head spinning in her direction. “What?” 
She opened her
mouth, desperate for some air. His expression was almost frightening. But she
wasn’t scared. She dared to poke and squint at the emotion she felt, and
recognized it for what it was. Exhilarated. Excited. 
She was starting to
feel like an adrenaline junkie. 
“I said I’ll
go.” 
He started walking
back toward her, each step slow and methodical. Brows hard. Eyes dark. He
studied her, piercing straight through her with that hard look.  
Aria felt
exposed. 
“Why?” 
Taken aback, she
blinked rapidly. “I . . . because, I . . .” Jesus. Fuck. It wasn’t fair. Chase
was like a huge vacuum, sucking all the air, and the closer he got, the less
she could breathe.  
“Why, Aria? You
were so angry that I blackmailed you into it. Why would you go now?” That last
part was asked in a low, soft tone. He stood a few feet away from her
now.  
Too damn
close. 
She couldn’t think
straight. 
“Aria.” 
“It’s fair. You’re
willing to leave Douglas alone. I should stick to my end of the deal.” 
He ignored her
blurted out excuse with a shake of his head.  
An inch. That’s all
that was left between them. 
Chase’s hands shot
up, and he cupped her face between his large palms. The feel of his skin kick
started her entire system. She gasped as air rushed through her windpipe. His
scent made her throat close right back up. 
Her body
throbbed. 
Painfully. 
He pulled her
closer, eliminating the last bit of space between them. “Tell me the real
reason why.” He took deep breaths, his face tilted toward hers. His eyes probed
hers. 
Too deep. She
couldn’t focus past that stare—his scent.  
“Aria.” 
She pressed her hands
to his chest. She had to push him away. Now. 
She couldn’t.
Everything inside her was shaken. Everything about her fluctuated wildly,
realigning in ways she couldn’t understand. Her atoms seemed to
tremble.  
For him. Her body
was liquefying for him
Chase cupped the
back of her neck with one hand. His thumb stroked her. The sensation barreled
through every nerve ending in her body.  
“I wish I was
strong enough, Aria. I fucking do,” he mumbled, voice gone hoarse.  
Aria didn’t have a
chance to ask him what he meant.  
He leaned down. For
a split second, she was convinced he was going to kiss her.  
And she wanted it
so fucking bad. Her body opened up, softening in preparation for that
kiss. 
He stopped an inch
away from her lips, eyes heavy-lidded as he focused on her mouth. He was
panting. 
She couldn’t think.
His full lips were right there. All she had to do was lean up
on her toes. Less than an inch and she would know if he tasted as good as he
smelled. If those lips felt as good as— 
Chase tilted his
head and pressed his cheek against hers. He nuzzled her, his jaw sliding across
her own with the movement. 
Aria stared over
his shoulder, trapped by—what? Arousal? Confusion? Disappointment
Oh God. All
of it. 
He let loose a deep
groan that stole all the sensation from her legs. With a gasp, she clutched at
his shoulders. 
“So warm. Soft,” he
whispered, so low she almost didn’t hear him. 
Against her
goddamned will, she felt her focus zero in and become all about him. She had to
extricate herself. Get away. But her body wasn’t obeying; her nails had become
claws determined to keep him right where he was.  
No, Aria. You have
to stop this. You have to.
 
She didn’t want to.
She wanted more. More of his scent, his smooth cheek pressed to hers, more
of him. His lips. His— 
She pushed at his
shoulders. Her attempts were pathetic. Her body wanted, with a desperation it
had never wanted with before, and it was determined to have. “I . . . can’t . .
.” 
Chase’s hand
tightened around the back of her neck, holding her still so that he could
murmur right up against her cheek. “Aria.” 
Fuck.
The feel of his lips. His breath.  
The freaking way he
kept saying her name! 
“You have yet to
answer my question.” His bottom lip slid across her skin and his tongue
touched her as he spoke. 
That’s because I
can’t, you jackass. 
Oh, if only those words would leave her
mouth. 
She had no idea
what the answer to his question was. All she knew right then was the feel of
his tongue as it flicked her skin. The feeling palpated across her flesh,
sliced through the layers, and slid in deep.
 She fisted his
blazer, feeling faint.  
Suddenly, he backed
her up, driving her right into the wall behind her. Aria felt her back hit the
wall; she expected him to press that large, sculpted body of his into her right
after. 
God help her, she
wanted him to. 
He didn’t,
remaining inches away from her, with those lips still pressed to her
cheek.  
“You want me to
answer the question for you, Aria?” 
Dread raced through
her at his low, heated question. She knew that whatever he was going to say, it
would hit her too hard, too deep, and way too truthfully.  
“I’m going to tell
you what I think.” 
Please don’t. She
knew right then how obvious her body’s reaction was. It was too damned obvious.  
“I think,” Chase
paused, brushing her skin lightly with his lips. 
Aria shook her
head, choking on everything he was and everything he was making her fucking
want. 
 “You feel
this between us, Aria.” He kissed her cheek one more time, lingering just
enough to drive her wild. “As wrong as everything has been so far . . . You.
Feel. This.”  
Chase pulled away
from her and stormed down the hall. 
The sound of the
door slamming open and closed reverberated through her, mixing with the
maelstrom churning in her body.  

She sagged against
the wall.

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Isabelle Blanco is the Amazon Bestselling Author of the Allure Series, the Compulsions Series, and many others. She was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.
 
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