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SALES BLITZ: Kaleidoscope Hearts by Claire Contreras

3/10/2016

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Blurb

He was my older brother's best friend.

He was never supposed to be mine.


I thought we would get it out of our system and move on.


One of us did.


One of us left.


Now he’s back, looking at me like he wants to devour me. And all those feelings I’d turned

into anger are brewing into something else, something that terrifies me.


He broke my heart last time.


This time he'll obliterate it.


This is a standalone.

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EXCERPT


“Look at me, Elle,” he says, using the deliciously low demanding voice that once made my

toes curl and my eyes roll back, and I have no choice but to tilt my head to give him my

attention. “Forget those lame guys you’re dating.


Let me take you out.”
          
My heart, if possible, spikes further in my chest, overriding all warning of the impending

chaos that’s sure to come. I try turning my attention to the poster hanging beside me, but the

kissing couple makes me look back at him and the deep green eyes that are burning into

mine. My stomach does a flip-flop, the way it always does when he looks at me that way and I

try to take my hands back because these feelings are too scary for me to deal with right now,

but he holds them tighter, bringing them up to his mouth and kissing the tip of my ring

finger. Why did he pick that finger to kiss? I pull harder and he finally lets my hand drop.

         
 
“I can’t,” I say, my voice coming out hoarse.
        
  
A myriad of emotions flash in his eyes before they settle on determination and I’m forced

to take a step back, away from his scent, away from his warmth, and into the cold closet

behind me.


  “Why not?”
          
I sigh, finally looking away, back down to his naked feet. “I just can’t.” He knows why not. He

shouldn’t ask me that question. “What’s Vic doing, anyway?”

          
His body moves into mine so quickly that I don’t have time to react to his large hands

clutching my arms or his face dropping until we’re nose to nose. I just stare, wide eyed,

waiting for his lips to fall over mine, but they don’t. He just looks at me, breathes on me, lets

me breathe on him, and he groans. And that fucking groan travels from his body into mine

and crawls into the core of me, draping over every fiber inside of me.


           “What do you want, Oliver?” I whisper against his lips. “What do you want from me?

You want to kiss me? You want to fuck me? You want to come into my life like the hurricane

that you are and tear down everything I’ve rebuilt and disappear just as quickly?”


           His lips brush slightly against mine, just a breath of a touch as he stands there,

crowding me like he’s about to devour me. But he won’t. He never goes in for the kill. He just

lures me, casts me, reels me in and pulls away. His hands drop and his face leaves mine with

the same quickness and I feel a pang deep inside me that I wish wasn’t there.


           “I’m sorry,” he says quietly, shaking his head in a movement that makes his hair sway

back and forth. His eyes are soft on mine now and I can almost hear his thoughts:
I should

have never kissed her. I should have never--

          
My brows rise in surprise at the apology, though. There are so many things I can say to him,

but the sudden defeated look in his eyes keeps my mouth shut. Finally, I exhale and push off

the wall, standing in front of him, with enough distance between us that we can’t reach out

and touch each other.

          
“It’s okay just… don’t do it again. The kiss the other day was a mistake…” I stop talking and

walk past him, putting my bra away and sorting through my underwear drawer like it has

some sort of hidden treasure or something. This time when I feel him come up behind me, I

drop my head and exhale. He really needs to stop sneaking up behind me.


           “Oli—“ I start and gasp when I feel his lips on the back of my neck, soft and warm. My

heart thunders and my hands begin to shake inside the drawer so I close my eyes and focus

on breathing. He drops another kiss right beside that spot. I never knew the back of my neck

was so sensitive. The feeling sends a ripple of sensation down my arms and through my

body.

       
   
“It wasn’t a mistake,” he says in a husky whisper that makes my flesh break out in goose

bumps. “You’ve never been a mistake. You want me to tell your brother that I want to take

you out? Is that what it would take?”


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About the Author:

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Claire Contreras graduated with her BA in Psychology from Florida International University. She lives in Miami, Florida with her husband, two little boys, and three dogs.

Her favorite past times are: daydreaming, writing, and reading.

She has been described as a random, sarcastic, crazy girl with no filter.

Life is short, and it’s more bitter than sweet, so she tries to smile as often as her face allows. She enjoys stories with happy endings, because life is full of way too many unhappy ones.

Website: http://clairecontreras.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CContrerasBooks
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ClariCon

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