Monday, December 7, 2015

New Release: Bittersweet Melody Is Now Available!!


Title: Bittersweet Melody (A Damaged Souls novel)
Author: Belinda Boring
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance / Military / Rocker
Cover: Lacey Weatherford, Moonstruck Media
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours


Cooper Hensley is the perfect front man for Damaged Souls. After returning from his time as a Marine, all he wants is to bury himself into the rock and roll lifestyle with music, alcohol, and one night stands. Chasing sweet oblivion to numb his pain, nothing can rattle his carefully guarded heart . . . that is until Caylee Sawyer comes looking for the man she believes is a hero—the man who was best friends with her dead husband. What she finds instead is someone broken—someone who needs to forgive himself and move on—someone who affects her so completely, she can’t walk away. But can she convince him to lower his guard long enough for her to claim his heart? And when he does, will she be prepared for the consequences?

**Recommended for 18+ audience for language and sexual context**

Buy Link: Amazon
(Currently FREE through Kindle Unlimited)


Excerpt from Bittersweet Melody

“Cooper?” I reached over to lightly touch his hand, which was clenching his napkin. Even though he was still slouching in his seat, the tension in his body was practically palpable. “Did my Owen suffer?”
He finally looked up at me, and I regretted asking. I regretted being here. I regretted the tears that flooded his eyes. Even after all this time. My own tears threatened to spill seeing this man, someone who had witnessed so much, barely hold himself together. Suddenly, I didn’t want him to answer. I wanted to protect him. I would move on without whatever he was preparing to say.
His voice cracked. “I sure as hell hope he didn’t.”
“Forget it. Seriously, I’m so sorry, Cooper. Let’s just finish our meal and pretend we’re simply two friends catching up.” My apology tumbled out of my mouth as my heart splintered.
“No, you’re right. You need to move on.”
“So do you,” I added quickly. “It’s not good to hold this all in.”
“I’m doing just fine, Caylee. I do what I have to in order to make it through the day.”
“Doesn’t sound like much fun, though. Barely surviving.” Gone was the need to hear about Owen’s tragic last day. In that moment, all I wanted was to ease Owen’s best friend.
“It’s not meant to be fun,” Cooper spat out. I was amazed at the intensity of anger I now heard. “Nothing about this is fun.”
“That’s not what I meant. I just know holding on to all your pain can’t make it easy to live.”
“Well, I guess that’s my punishment.” The second he said it; I saw he instantly regretted it. He’d revealed something he’d wanted to keep secret, hidden.
“Punishment? Why do you need to be punished?” I gripped his hand tighter now, refusing to let him pull away.  “Oh my god. Tell me you don’t blame yourself for Owen’s death.” 
“I don’t want to talk about this. I agree, let’s just finish our meal.” Tugging his hand free, he took a bite of his burger, and I wondered if it would choke him. If he felt anything like I did, the huge lump in my throat would make it all but impossible to swallow.
“Cooper, please.”
“No, Caylee,” he answered, forcefully. “I came, and although it was difficult, I was ready to give you whatever closure you wanted. I’ll tell you that your husband died in my arms, that I wasn’t in time to save him, and that he loved you. Take what you need from that and move on. Forget about me. And for the love of god, don’t waste your sympathy on me.”
“It wasn’t your fault.”
He slammed his fist down on the tabletop, causing me and those surrounding us in other booths to jump. “Don’t. Don’t you dare. You have no idea what you’re talking about. No amount of me sharing my feelings over what happened that day will convince me otherwise.”
“Cooper, I don’t blame you. No one does.”
“I don’t need your damn forgiveness, Caylee.” 
“I just . . .” I struggled to find the words for what I wanted to say. All my good intentions had exploded. I’d assumed this would be something manageable, but I hadn’t expected the landmine of emotions that now lay bare between us. This was much more complicated.
“What? Not what you expected? Did you think you could just come and find me merrily going about my life?” His tone still held anger, but it was also heavily laced with pain as he lowered his voice to give us more privacy. 
“I assumed with . . .” 
Again, he interrupted as years of withheld frustration unleashed. “You assumed because I can wear a smile and pretend that all is right with the world, that I’m functioning. I don’t owe you any explanations, Caylee. But not everyone can let go. Not everyone wants to.”

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