Book Title: Not Meant to be
Broken
Author: Cora Reilly
Genre: Romance
Release Date: December 1st,
2014
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
“Some things
aren't meant to be broken, and therefore can't be mended - ever. I was one of
those things. Whatever had been shattered in the incident would never be whole
again.”
Amber
struggles with the memories of a cruel attack that destroyed her life years
ago. Realizing that she’s close to ending it all – something she promised her
family to never try again – she moves in with her brother Brian and his friend
Zachary to start a new life, and maybe even college. But how can she possibly
live a normal life, when even a hug from her brother sends her into a panic
attack? While Brian pulls back, Zach seems determined to make her feel relaxed
in his presence, and soon her longing to be near him is stronger than her fear.
But how can someone like Zach, someone who can have any girl, want someone like
her? Someone broken.
When Zach
spots Amber for the very first time, he can’t believe she is the same girl his
friend Brian described as broken. Suddenly, Zach wants to give up his
womanizing ways and help Amber live again – show her that closeness can be
something wonderful.
But her
brother Brian isn’t the only one who’s worried about the bond that’s growing
between Amber and Zach. Even Zach knows that there’s more at stake than the
fury of a scorned woman. Amber isn’t like all the girls Zach discarded after a
night together – if he messes up, that could break her for good. But Zach can’t
stay away from Amber.
Can Zach
help her heal? Or will he be the one to push her over the edge?
Amber’s POV
I wanted to
kiss, Zach. Take control. I bit my lip. Taking control, was
that even something I could do? Three years ago control was ripped from me and
since then I’d never managed to reclaim it. Maybe Reagan was right. Maybe I
needed to finally get it back. And what better way to do it than with Zach? He
wouldn’t hurt me.
“You have a
strange look on your face,” Zach said with a grin, then became serious. “Are we
okay? Did Reagan say anything about me? Anything bad?”
I laughed.
“No.” I gathered my courage. “I want to kiss you.”
Zach’s
eyebrows shot up. “You can kiss me whenever you want. You kissed me
today.”
“I mean,” I
said, my voice turning into a whisper. “I want a real kiss.” Could this get any
more embarrassing?
Zach
straightened, surprised. “Sure.”
“Can you sit
down?” The words rushed out of me.
Confusion
flickered on his face but he sank down on the chair Reagan had sat in moment
before without protest. I stood and slowly walked over to him. With him
sitting, I had a couple of inches on him. He tilted his head up, not making any
move to reach out for me. His hands rested on his thighs. He was trying to look
as harmless as a man of his size and stature possibly could. Was Reagan right?
Was he as nervous about this as me? Who knew what Brian had threatened him
with? I stepped between his legs and put my hands down on his shoulder.
Take control.
I’d kissed
two boys before the incident, but this felt new. I wasn’t that girl anymore.
She’d been broken, crushed, obliterated. For a long time I’d mourned her, had
cried over the fact that she was lost to me forever and with her my happiness,
my life, my future. Maybe what had been broken couldn’t be mended, maybe I
could never be the girl from the past, but I could become someone
new.
Zach’s eyes
searched my face. I’d thought I could never trust a man again. Take control, I
reminded myself once more. It was a mere kiss, a kiss I’d been dreaming about
for days now. But what if the worst happened and I had a panic attack? Would
Zach decide I wasn’t worth the trouble? “Tell me what you’re thinking,” Zach
murmured. Something stirred in me at the worry in his tone. I wanted this. I
wanted to feel Zach’s lips on mine.
I brought my
face closer to his until our breath mingled. Zach’s blue eyes bored into me,
soft and encouraging. Maybe my brother was right. Maybe Zach was a mistake, but
he was a mistake I wanted to make. It would be my choice. I
pressed my mouth against his, my eyes closing. Gathering my courage, I touched
my tongue to his lips, hoping he’d understand it as permission and take lead.
Zach lifted one arm and gently cupped my cheek, then he opened his mouth and
his tongue slipped past my lips. He was hot and tasted so good, and every brush
of his tongue against mine sent a small shiver of pleasure through my body. I
could even feel it in my toes. My choice. His tongue became
more demanding and heat pooled in my belly. I wasn’t even sure what I was
feeling, but it was so good, so freeing. I never wanted this to stop, this
feeling of being in control of my body, my wants. Zach’s other hand came up to
touch my back. My legs felt weak as our mouths glided over each other. I raked
my fingers through Zach’s hair, and if possible the sensations cursing through
my body got even more intense. I pulled back to catch my breath, my eyes
fluttering open and meeting Zach’s gaze. The corners of his lips turned up and
I couldn’t help but smile back. “You okay?” he asked softly, lowering his hand
from my cheek.
“Better than
okay.” My skin was still burning but this time it wasn’t only from
embarrassment. I wanted to kiss him again and again.
I'm an
author of erotic romance and New Adult novels. I live in one of the ugliest
cities of the world with too many pets and only one husband. I'm a lover of
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