Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Book Tour Review & Giveaway ~ Where We Belong by K.L. Grayson


Where We Belong
Author: K.L. Grayson
Genre: Adult Romance
Publish Date: September 23, 2014
Cover Photographer: Tess J Photography
Cover Designer: Wicked by Design
Organized by Literati Author Services Inc.

~Synopsis~

Regret . . . she's a snarky little bitch.
I’ve tried several times to regret the events that took place on June 5, 2008, but for the life of me, I can’t. I'd never regret the pain, the suffering, or the heartache because they ultimately led me to the place I am now. And I can’t regret the place I am now. What I still can't figure out is this: how is it possible that the single worst day of my life inadvertently became the very best day?
Five years ago my life was irrevocably changed.
Seventeen minutes was all it took—
to lose my best friend…
to lose the love of my life…
Seventeen minutes was all it took for the seeds of hope—the seeds of my future—to be planted in the worst possible way.
My name is Harley Thompson, and this is my story.

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Slumping down onto the picnic table, I close my eyes, praying that this was all a bad dream and I just have to wake up. Realistically, I know it’s not, but there is always that small window of time right after something horrible happens when you feel like if you hope and pray hard enough, you can actually rewind time and undo what’s been done.
I grip my hair tightly at the scalp and watch as my tears cascade off my face and hit the table below. I'm not sure how long I sit, but eventually I get up and pace the alley behind the bar, trying to wrap my head around everything that just happened. This is why I never told him before...for exactly this reason.
What on earth have I done?
He can’t seriously end our friendship.
He can’t really walk away.
There is way too much history for him to do that. Right?
A gravelly, slurred voice interrupts my thoughts. "Harley? That you?" The hair on the back of my neck stands up, and I squint through my tears, trying to see whom the drunken voice belongs to. Relief washes over me at the familiar face. I try to respond, but a deep sob comes out instead. He moves to my side quickly. "You're crying," he says, putting a comforting hand to my back. "Please don't cry."
I normally wouldn't get this close to someone who isn't Tyson or Quinn, but right now I need the familiarity and comfort he offers. In a desperate move, I wrap my arms around his middle, bury my face in his chest, and cry like I've never cried before.
The stench of smoke deeply rooted in his shirt fills my nostrils and the stale odor of liquor makes me sick as he whispers calming words in my ear. I should be worried. I've heard that he's gotten into some heavier drugs recently, but I know I'm safe.
We stand there for several minutes, neither of us saying a word. His body sways slightly to the left. I grip him tightly to steady his balance and raise my eyes to his. "Are you okay?"
His red-rimmed, glossy eyes lock onto mine, but he doesn't respond. I watch as his expression changes. A shiver runs up my spine as goose bumps immediately cover my body. "Are you okay?" I repeat, trying to keep the fear out of my voice. Loosening my grip, I attempt to step back, but his arms tighten around me.
"You always smell so good," he slurs, his eyes roaming my face. His hand slides up my back and to my neck. He wraps his fingers around my hair and tugs, forcing my head to snap back. Leaning into me, he runs his nose along the side of my neck, and my stomach churns. "I would have given you anything. But I wasn't good enough for you, was I?" I don't respond and he yanks my hair again, arching my back. "Was I?" he seethes.
I’ve never been in a situation where I feel legitimately uncomfortable in the presence of another human being, but right here...in this second...I am terrified. Adrenalin courses through my body. My heart slams violently in my chest and my muscles tense as terror washes through me. I squeeze my eyes tightly shut. A sharp pain rips through my scalp. My face smacks the ground, and a metallic taste fills my mouth.

Please, God. Please let me survive this.





5- That. Was. Exhausting! Stars ★
~this review may contain minor spoilers~

He can't seriously end our friendship.
He can't really walk away.
There is too much history for him to do that. Right?

Harley lost everything in one night. Tyson was her best friend her entire life and in a moment of drunkenness she decided to let him know how she really felt about him... and watched him walk away. In her broken down state her night went from awful to unimaginable, and very quickly became the very worst night of her life. But the very best part of her life also came from that fateful night. Now it's five years later, and Tyson is back; but Harley is far from the girl he left behind.

You're sorry? You're sorry. Tell me, Tyson, what exactly are you sorry for? Are you sorry for showing up tonight? Are you sorry that I'm upset about seeing you? Are you sorry that I'm even here? Or, are you sorry for hoe things ended? Is that it? After five long years, you've finally decided that you need to apologize for throwing away our friendship like it was nothing?”

This is going to be an incredibly short review, there is a reason the book synopsis is as vague as it is; this is one of those stories that you really have to take as it comes in order to really feel the emotions it will inevitably drag out of you. I kinda figured out what was gonna happen and how, the intensity didn't stem from mystery but it came from the anticipation of how these characters were going to react to the events of the past once they got the full story. It was gutwrenching. Harley was an amazing woman; strong, independent, forgiving (although, maybe a little TOO forgiving), and funny. Even with all the darkness that this book delivered, there was a ton of laughs; the interactions between Harley, Max, Quinn & Levi was friggin hilarious. But I have to admit to some frustration where Harley and Tyson were concerned; their communication kinda sucked and caused a helluva lot more problems than they needed. It was still an incredible story of second chances and fate, loaded with a ton of fabulous characters, lots of drama and tears, hearts get broken and mended, and yes; it definitely had it's sexy moments. There was NO cliffhanger, we are left with a feeling of contentment, however there are still some loose ends left there for the secondary characters so maybe we will get to visit these people again in the future? Gawd I hope so. Ms. Grayson has stolen my heart and my sanity with this book and landed herself firmly on my One-Click Addiction list with a resounding crash. I cannot wait to see what she brings us next.

There was once a time when I would dread the start of a new day. But I pulled through. I survived, and now I live for new days. I wish I could say my journey to this happy place was an easy one, but I'd be lying. It was a bitch.






K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, Missouri. She is entertained daily by her extraordinary husband who will forever inspire every good quality she writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palm of six dirty little hands, and when the days is over and those six little hands have been washed and tucked into bed . . . and the stars align, you can find K.L. typing away furiously on her computer. K.L. has a love for alpha males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings . . . and not particularly in that order.

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Two Signed Copies of Where We Belong and One Twenty Dollar Gift Card