HELL ON HEELS by Anne Jolin
Genre: Women's Fiction Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 26, 2016
I use people. Not in a malicious way, but in the way an addict abuses their substance of choice. People are my vice—men specifically. I crave the emotional high they give me with a unique and reckless disregard for my own well-being—eagerly floating into an unsustainable euphoria, knowing full well that after every high comes an equal, if not more powerful, plummet into a devastating abyss. But like every junkie, I crawl willingly back into the arms of my demons.
Oh, the price we pay to feel loved. We’d all sell our souls to the devil himself for that. Perhaps I have already.
They say that acknowledging that you have a problem is one of the first steps to recovery. Well, in that case, my name is Charleston Smith and I have a fucking problem.
— PURCHASE —
✯✯✯ NOW LIVE! ✯✯✯
— EXCERPT —
“I’m ruined.” Kevin pouted, plopping down into one of the two patterned high-back chairs in front of my desk.Fishing my cellphone out, I dropped my purse into the bottom drawer of the massive and incredibly overpriced desk, and placed the palms of my hands onto its distressed white surface.
“He’s so hot,” Kevin continued without delay. “I mean, I follow him on Instagram, but wow-ee! I want little blonde Abercrombie babies with him,” he rattled on, waving his hands in the air. “And Man Bun is like yum with a shot of dangerous, like you just know he’d wake up your neighbours. I’d like to call him Daddy—”
“Jesus.” I shook my head.
Kevin stirred, pulling his perfectly crafted eyebrows together. “What’s he doing here anyways? Are we planning one of his parties?”
Beau Callaway was notoriously known for hosting some of the best campaign parties.
“No. He’s expressed interest in sponsoring the Gala.”
Uncrossing his legs, Kevin’s eyes softened as he leaned forward. “The Gala is this Saturday. Can we manage another sponsor this late in the game?”
The emotions on my face war—they often did this close to the gala—and he noticed. Kevin was as perceptive as he was fabulous.
“Right then. I’ll make it work.” He stood. “Want me to fetch the dream boat for you, boss?”
I nodded. “Please.”
Without another word, he sashayed out the door and my nerves filled up the space he left behind.
I was nervous. Men in general made me nervous until I knew my way around them, but having someone like Beau in my space and here, regarding the gala no less, made me edgy.
I didn’t often mix business with pleasure, as I was messy with one and not the other. Though it’d been nearly three months since my last duet with a man and I was jonesing for a high this close to the gala.
The gala that honoured the memory of Henry.
My addiction prickled at the back of my neck.
~My Review~
4 Stars
I Was Provided A ARC By The Author
A Beautiful, gripping and touching story.
Charleston Smith is a successful women, owner of Smith & Co. Productions, event planning business, and founder of The Halo Foundation, a charity to help stop addiction. She's worked hard for her career, for her charity. Over the past ten years, Charleston has carried pain, the pain of losing someone she loved deeply, to addiction. Not a day passes where she doesn't remember that day she lost him. Charleston worries she has her own addiction, a addiction to using men, and relationships to feel something. But that only last so long, before she has to move on and find a new high, a new relationship.
She uses that as a way to hide, to bury the pain, to not be so in her own head. And recently she's found a few relationships, ones that are making her feel a whole lot. Each one offers her something different, something she craves. There is the sweet and charming, Beau Callaway, politician, running for mayor. Sexy and rough, Maverick Hart, owner of Hart Securities, and security detail for Beau Callaway's campaign. And strong, flannel wearing, the first man to have her heart, Dean Porter.
Charleston feels something from each man, and they may help her to heal, live and see things in a new light. They be the men who hold her attention and have the potential to have her heart. But Charleston is the one to save herself, to heal and live and find peace. She's a beautiful and strong female. She curvy and confident. Broken, but keeps going. She finds her way, finds herself, and it's a great thing to read.
Heel On Heels is a book to read. Its a deep, soul baring, honest, with a dash of humor, romance, love. It's about healing and living.
Hey y’all,
I was born and raised in Ladner, a small farm town just outside Vancouver, Canada. I grew up riding horses, shooting guns, and driving in trucks.
I never expected to be an author. A massage therapist? Yes. Take over the family construction company? Yes. But an author? No. Writing was something that snuck up on me and rooted itself into my life. It was beautiful to discover that love, and I’m truly grateful to say I’ve found my passion.
Since I’ve always been a creative person, it feels amazing to harness all of that energy and use it to tell a story I love. I enjoy incorporating bits of my real life into the stories I write. What parts are true? Hah. I’ll never tell—what would be the fun in that?
If I could leave y’all with one thing, it’s that life’s far too short to not live it out loud. Drown in your passions, hold on tight to the things that inspire you, and chase your dreams relentlessly. I can promise you without a doubt that you won’t regret it. I know I don’t.
Mad love,
Anne Jolin
xx








No comments:
Post a Comment