Entangled Moments, Book 1 in a contemporary romance novella series is currently in the editing stage but you can read the first two chapters here. The book will be published 30th December, 2013. The cover reveal will take place on 30th November, 2013.
BOOK DESCRIPTION
A deadly accident can take a life in more than one way.
Four years ago Carlene Adams made a mistake. A tragic accident derailed the future she'd hoped for, taking the life of the man she'd planned to spend forever with.
As a self-imposed penance for her solitary sin, Carlene has given up on every dream she ever had. Instead, for whatever is left of her life, she has committed to spend every moment trying to make up for that single instance when everything changed. She'll settle for the sort of life a person like her deserves, or so she believes.
A second chance.
Then Carlene meets Nick. A single kiss awakens all the desires she has shoved aside for so long. Suddenly she wants more than what she feels she has a right to. With the feeling of his lips still lingering on her own, she wonders if she'll ever see him again...and if she does, what will that mean for her?
A thing of fate.
Outside of the life she built upon her guilt, she waits for fate to intervene. But just as she begins to believe in her fresh start, she's forced to realize a horrible truth that has the power to send her second chance crashing before it even begins.
Nick isn't who she thought he was. She isn't the girl he believes her to be, either. Their lives have always been intertwined, and to tell him the truth is also to risk tearing them apart for good.
CHAPTER 1
Lids heavy with sleep, I pulled myself to a sitting position. My toes curled as my feet made contact with the cool, tiled floor. Summer and yet the sleeping hall never warmed up.
A chill ran through me as I ran the palms of my hands over my bed sheet, smoothed out the wrinkles of the night.
Time to wake Melisa, whose bed was positioned on the right side of mine. Gentle rousing wouldn't work on her, so I shook her shoulder.
Though Melisa Bergfeld was going on twenty nine—a year older than me—getting her out of bed was like waking a child for school.
"Go to hell." She pulled the threadbare blanket tighter around her petite body.
Unfazed by her morning grumpiness, which wasn't foreign to me, I jabbed the place where her shoulder should be. At least, during the day and evenings, she was a good person, really—one of the best I'd ever met. If she hadn't had a drink, that was.
"Come on, we’re on breakfast duty."
She sighed and shoved the blanket from her body.
Her sluggish movements roused suspicion inside me. "You had a drink last night, didn't you?"
"Do I look drunk to you?" Her heavy lashes flew up to reveal bloodshot eyes.
"Yes, you do." My heart sank. I hated to think what alcohol could do to her beauty. Even after all she'd gone through, she was still the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. Her amber eyes, fiery hair, and curves in all the right places made one look twice. I, on the other hand, was tall and slim with minimal curves and full auburn hair that lacked luster. My baby blue eyes were the only feature I wouldn't trade for anything. They reminded me of the mother I'd never really known. My parents died in a car crash when I was two and I grew up in The Serendipity Sunshine Orphanage with only photos to remember them by.
