Friday, July 29, 2016

Burn by Elisabeth Grace




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Blurb
One word.
Two letters.
But those two letters changed everything.
It was impossible to predict the impact I would have on the life of the only woman I'd ever truly loved. No way to know that I would result in her ruin.
I’d suffer for eternity with the knowledge that it was me who brought devastation to her doorstep.
Though I deserved the anguish I felt, to see her suffer was unacceptable.
I would fix this.
Somehow I would prove to her that I wasn't the monster she thought I was.
Even if it meant becoming a monster in order to make that happen.




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EXCERPT

Then the door swung open and there he was. For a brief moment I was taken by his handsome features—his olive skin and pronounced jaw, the sparkle in his dark eyes, his perfect, straight nose. More than anything, it was the pull that remained between us that surprised me. Like I was a planet still circling his sun.
There was a moment when we locked eyes that the gravity of all that had happened wasn’t weighing heavy between us, and it almost caused me to stumble back.
Then, after the moment of intimacy had passed, I was sure I saw dread slip over his expression. I wasn’t going to stay put and find out though.
I wouldn’t be standing on his doorstep begging for whatever scraps of information he deemed worthy of casting my way. No, I was here to demand what he, at the very least, owed me, and I wouldn’t leave until he gave it to me.
“We need to talk.” I pushed past him, careful not to make contact, and bolted down the hallway toward the living room.
“Emily, this isn’t a good time.” Marco’s footsteps followed quickly behind me.
“I don’t care. Put aside whatever it is you’re doing. I want answers.”
I came to an abrupt stop when I stepped into the living/dining area and found Alexa sprawled across the couch like she was a feast ready to be enjoyed.
Her blouse was half unbuttoned, her legs draped over the cushions, causing her skirt to ride up a bit on her thighs, and her lips slightly swollen. Her lipstick had been rubbed off her mouth and onto her skin. She wore a saccharine smile that I wanted to rip off her face.
I crossed my arms over my chest and turned back to Marco. “Oh, I see. Well, pardon me for interrupting.” There was no disguising the venom in my voice.
His tortured gazed darted from me to her and back a few times before he schooled his features and responded. “Can we have this conversation some other time?” he asked, his voice neutral.
“Marco, who’s this?” Alexa purred from behind me.
I spun to address her with a fake smile on my face. “I’m Emily. We met at the art show a few months ago when I was there with Marco. Back when we were still fucking. You can call me Brandi, though.” I turned to lock gazes with him before finishing. “Everyone who knows me intimately does.”
His fists clenched at his sides and his jaw tightened. Good. Some small part of me was pleased that I was still able to elicit a reaction like that from him.
I swung my attention back to the blonde on the couch. “I’m sorry to swing by unannounced like this and interrupt what was obviously going to be a good time for you both. I just need a few minutes with Marco, and then I’ll be out of your hair.”
Alexa’s eyes narrowed on me for a moment, and though she was playing nice with me—probably for Marco’s benefit—it was clear she wasn’t pleased with the interruption.
“Perhaps I should go,” she said.
“No!” Marco said, whip fast. “Emily should be the one to leave.”
Not going to lie.
That stung.
A lot.
No matter that everything between Marco and I had been based on lies, the fact that I was so easily tossed aside smarted.
“I’m not going anywhere until we speak.” I leveled him with a gaze that told him I was serious.
“Why don’t you use my bathroom to freshen up, Alexa? It’s that way through my bedroom.” He pointed toward the room that we’d spent many a night in. “I’ll meet you there in a few minutes.”
A victorious smile crept across her face, and her gaze swung to me as she rose from the couch. She brushed her fingers across Marco’s chest as she passed him. “Don’t be too long.”
He nodded but didn’t spare her a glance as she passed, his gaze still fixed on me.
As soon as the bedroom door closed, I spoke. “Sorry to interrupt your play time, Marco, but you owe me some answers and I’m ready to collect.”











SPOILER FREE – well I will try. But I could quote the shite out of this book it was that bloody brilliant. I highlighted so much. Thinking oh that is good and oh I can use that alas I can’t or maybe I will. Read on to find out.

I was so pissed at the end of book one that the only questions that came to mind were.

Was it worth saying no, Marco? Was it? What was worth so much for that outcome? Why would you do that?


I’d burn this whole cesspool of a city to the ground until I’d exacted revenge on all of them. Every. Single. Fucking. One.


To the heroine – right along with you there sweetheart. Where is my Samurai sword and oh give me a gun and we’ll do a lot of damage.


But then…..


Yes this is another damn dear letter J


Dear Elisabeth,

May I call you Elisabeth? Yes/No? Well I'm going to anyway. To answer your question.

Was it possible to write about an inherently good person doing bad things and have readers root for her?

Yes Elisabeth you did. Every step of the way I was rooting for the heroine. I'm still rooting for her now. And to be honest I think that this is one heroine that I won’t forget this year. On top of that you made me like Marco, how dare you! After what happened in the first book how could you take away the hate I had for him. I needed him to pay for Brandi more than anyone else. My world was flipped upside down.


Your very irritated fan Kate.

I was also so nervous to start this book. With questions of will I like this book? Will it be on par with the first one? Can it be topped? What if I’m devastated with the outcome and I can’t give it the stars that they deserve. But my fears were taken from me.


4.5 ‘Anger and frustration. Hurt and sorrow. Love and loss’ Stars


This book picks up exactly where the first one stopped.
 We find out Brandi’s real name.


“Emily I whispered. Recognition lit his eyes, swallowed swiftly by gratification. He knew the significance of what I’d given him. “My real name is Emily Ross.”


The unimaginable has happened, worlds have broken down only to collide at a velocity that neither MC ever saw coming. It comes down to trust and in the end trusting the wrong people.


It was then that comprehension dawned. The expression on her face…it wasn’t just the pain […] It was betrayal.


For the love of Marco Valenti I didn’t see that coming. Marco, Marco, Marco what have you gotten yourself into?
Both characters felt betrayal, the lies, the anger the despair the isolation. It’s true what they say that there is a fine line between love and hate.


“You don’t hate me, Tesoro. You hate the fact that you still want me, and I’m going to prove it to you.”


I’d let her know that she was mine regardless of who she fucked. […….] She wouldn’t be able to sleep with another man without finding them lacking.
And I was on that journey with them every step of the way. What they felt I felt.


Marco becomes a different man with more edge and hardness to him but those kind of things shape a person. We see a visible and believable change in him.
The metamorphis from man to monster occurred in that precise moment.


They each change through what they experienced. Marco for the better in my opinion but Emily? Not so much. Revenge and vengeance consume them both and they each deal with it differently.


“Careful, cara. The revenge you seek may very well be your destruction.”


But at the same time the unwanted. Reality kicks in. Blame is laid at the feet of others or one’s self.
It would be a fair trade for my failure to protect […….] from the wolf with a lover’s tongue.
They deal with losing what they lost and figuring out how they could get it back
For one brief moment, I’d known true happiness…. Even if it had been a lie.


All I wanted was for this woman to love me as she had for a brief moment in time.
Marco did anything to earn back what he had but lost.


There was only one person’s forgiveness I longed for, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever manage to get it. Some things just weren’t worthy of the forgiveness.
But with all Emily’s feelings impacting him he never gave up and he was strong and always knew to say the right thing.

“Amore mio, some rocks turn to dust under pressure. You have transformed into a diamond.”

There are so many emotions running through me right now that it is hard to process them all at once. You have to read the first book to enjoy this one. Let me just get one thing straight though. This book is outstanding. I felt as if I read a completely different book to the first one. Ms. Grace is one talented cookie. It is rare that with a two part book you can get so many different facets at times I felt as if it was written by someone else that is how good she is.


I had one seed left that I was keeping close to me truly with the hope of what I wanted to be true. At the worst of times Ms. Grace managed to coax a smile out of me.
And then the story twists and turns again. WTF? I didn’t see that coming.


My heart cracked a bit because she was on a downward spiral and some of the things that she did. They each lash out at one another and say some truly horrible things.

With space and time and slowly acquainting one another again. With trust built etc. HE proved his worth. Emily not as much as Marco but she did as well.

“I love you Marco Valenti. Truth is, I never stopped. And I never will.”
I realised that sometimes dreams don’t come in the form you thought they would. It doesn’t make them any less amazing. The universe just knew what you needed better than you did.


The End


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About the Author:
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USA Today Bestselling author, Elisabeth Grace, has a soft spot for romance novels with happily ever afters and a hot spot for alpha males! She currently lives outside Toronto, Canada with her hubby and two small children. Life is busy, but never to busy for a good story and to share her love of reading and writing with others.


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