Just One More Minute (NaBloPoMo – Day 22)

review a book you’ve read this month


Unfortunately, life has gotten kinda crazy for me, and I haven’t had a chance to finish this book, but I’m 80% through it and hopefully will finish tomorrow.

**scroll to bottom of post for review**
(COMING SOON)

Anyway, Just One More Minute by Elizabeth Barone released this past Friday November 18th!

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Title: Just One More Minute
Series: (Not Just Any Love Duology, Book 1)
Author: Elizabeth Barone
Genre: Second Chance Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: CJPB Designs
Release Date: November 18th, 2016


BLURB

A down-on-her-luck waitress inherits a bakery with the man who stole her dream job—and broke her heart.

Rowan left Connecticut to escape her indifferent family the second she graduated high school, but when her loving aunt dies, she drops everything to return for the funeral. All Rowan wants is to say her goodbyes and get back to her life—until her aunt’s lawyer tells her that she’s inherited Elli’s Bakery, the last straw that sent her running.

Even worse, her brand new business partner is Matt—the guy who stole her dream job at Elli’s and crushed her heart. Is she really supposed to just forgive him and run Elli’s by his side?

For Matt, Elli’s has been a safe haven, a way to take care of his heartsick mom and fatherless little brother. When the woman who took him in passes away, Matt has no idea what he’s going to do next. Until Rowan returns to their small town and becomes his new business partner. But after everything that went down between them, it’s clear that Rowan resents him.

Digging up the past will only be painful, and Matt needs to keep the bakery in business. Can Matt convince Rowan to stick around long enough to work things out between them?

Just One More Minute is a standalone small town bakery romance.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Elizabeth Barone is an American novelist who writes contemporary New Adult romance and suspense, starring sassy belles who chose a different path in life. Her debut novel, Sade on the Wall (writing as Kaylene Campbell), was a quarterfinalist in the 2012 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award contest.

She is the author of the South of Forever series and several other novels. When not writing, Elizabeth is very busy getting her latest fix of Yankee Candle, spicy Doritos chips, or whatever TV show she’s currently binging.

Elizabeth lives in northwestern Connecticut with her husband, a feisty little cat, and too many books.

Website: http://elizabethbarone.net
Blog: http://thecrazychronicles.com
Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/iUQp1
Twitter: http://twitter.com/elizabethbarone
Facebook: http://facebook.com/elizabethbaronebooks
Instagram: http://instagram.com/elizabethbarone


LINKS

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28509143-just-one-more-minute

Pre-Order Price: $0.99
Regular Price: $2.99

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Overdrive: TBA

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RELEASE BLITZ: We All Fall Down by Karen Cimms

wafd-front-cover1Synopsis:

Being married to a rock star isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

Kate and Billy McDonald have defied the odds. For twenty-two years they’ve loved each other fiercely, but it hasn’t always been easy. On the road most of the time and fighting for a foothold in the music industry, Billy struggles to make a name for himself. Frustrated and angry, he relies on dangerous methods of coping, until one night, after facing the guilt of his biggest regret, he makes a mistake that could bring his entire world crashing down around him.

Amazed at how far they’ve come from their rough beginnings, Kate cherishes her life. Sure, there are things she’d change, like having Billy home more and having a better relationship with her daughter. But when a startling betrayal follows on the heels of an unbearable loss, Kate’s world spirals out of control, leaving her staggering and wondering if it’s even possible to pick up the pieces.

What happens when love implodes? Can it rise from the ashes, or will we all fall down?

We All Fall Down is the second book in the Of Love and Madness trilogy. A love story that unfolds over twenty-five years, it’s the tale of two damaged people trying to make their way in the world without destroying themselves or each other in the process.


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Author Bio:

kc-author-picKaren Cimms is a writer, editor, and music lover. She was born and raised in New Jersey and still thinks of the Garden State as home. She began her career at an early age rewriting the endings to her favorite books. It was a mostly unsuccessful endeavor, but she likes to think she invented fanfiction.

Karen is a lifelong Jersey corn enthusiast, and is obsessed with (in no particular order) books, shoes, dishes, and Brad Pitt. In her spare time she likes to quilt, decorate, and entertain. Just kidding–she has no spare time.

Although she loves pigeons, she is terrified of pet birds, scary movies and Mr. Peanut.

Karen is married to her favorite lead guitar player. Her children enjoy tormenting her with countless mean-spirited pranks because they love her, or so they say. She currently lives in Northeast Pennsylvania, although her heart is usually in Maine.

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Excerpts:

Excerpt 1:

Billy cursed under his breath.

“What’s wrong?” his agent, C.J., asked. “I thought this is what you wanted.”

“It is,” he whispered into the phone. “It’s just . . . the timing isn’t good. Katie’s—”

“Look, Billy, it’s only three weeks, but it’s a big three weeks. The new songs are great, but we gotta road test them. You keep this up and I can guarantee you a record deal, but I have to get you out there. People need to hear you. There was a lot of buzz after that performance in Miami this summer, and to tell the truth, the arrest and all the rest of it didn’t hurt that angry rock star image, either. There’s no bad publicity, not for someone like you, but fans have short memories.”

“I know,” he agreed, “and God knows I need the money—”

“Look, it’s just three weeks. She can’t be without you for three freaking weeks?”

Could she? She was getting worse, there was no doubt about it. But if she started seeing the doctor, and if he could talk her into staying with Rhiannon . . .

“I don’t know. I guess. I’ll figure something out.”

C.J. was all business. “Okay, then. I’ll have a car pick you up first thing Monday to bring you straight to the airport. I’ll meet you there, and we’ll sign the contracts. Just leave everything to me.”

“Fine.”

“And Billy? I had to pull a lot of strings to get you on this leg of the tour. This is the perfect audience for you. Don’t screw this up. You’re not a cat. You don’t have nine lives, and even if you did, you’ve about run out.”

“Yeah, I get it. I’ll see you Monday.”

“That’s what I want to hear.”

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Excerpt 2:

A door clanged open. Tom stood and walked toward the hallway, then nodded in her direction. She tucked her clutch under her arm and followed.

Billy’s back was to her as she came around the corner. Snug black jeans hugged his long legs. A long-sleeved black shirt with the tails out and the cuffs turned up showed off the tattoos covering his forearms. His hair was messy and loose, hanging well past his shoulders. He and Tommy were speaking, and when Tommy glanced in her direction, Billy turned slowly, then snapped back to Tommy when he realized who was standing behind him.

“What the fuck is she doing here?” he practically growled. “I didn’t tell you to call her.”

“He didn’t call me,” she answered, hurt as well as angry. “And is that all you have to say?”

The man standing before her was a far cry from the one she’d kissed goodbye over two months ago. His neatly trimmed goatee had grown out into a scraggly beard. He needed a shower badly, and although it was the middle of the night, he wore sunglasses. A long, thin cut above his eyebrow was held together with several Steri-Strips. Another near the bridge of his nose had begun to swell. An angry red mark blossomed on his cheek, and there were hints that his eye would soon be black and blue.

“If I wanted you here, I would’ve called you. You shouldn’t be here.” He scowled at Tommy as if he were the reason behind all of them being there.

Kate slipped off the sergeant’s jacket. “Neither should you.” She tapped on the thick glass to get the desk officer’s attention, then waited by the inner door until she came around to retrieve the jacket.

Billy watched as she walked back, his mouth curling into that trademark smile, the one that still caused her to melt like a teenager.

Not this time. This time, she was pissed.

“Well, I see you came dressed to impress.” His grin grew, and the cut on his bottom lip split open, blood welling in the spot. A memory flashed before her of a night long ago when she hadn’t been nearly as angry as she was now, yet she had punched him in the stomach.

Tempting.

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Excerpt 3:

She’d been standing in the rooftop garden, looking out over Tribeca toward the Freedom Tower, when he came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. Surprisingly, she leaned into him. Other than the times she’d allowed him to hold her when she cried or kiss her good night, they’d hardly touched. Emboldened, he wrapped his arms around her. He felt rather than heard her sigh. They stood there watching the sun reflect off the glass of the lone tower as it lowered in the late afternoon sky. He would have stood there as long as she wanted—until the sun fell all the way into the Pacific Ocean, if need be.

“You okay?” he asked.

“No, but I will be.”

“I have something for you.” Taking her hand, he led her to a chair. He sat across from her and pulled the iconic blue box from his pocket.

“What’s this?”

“I’m ashamed to say it’s your birthday present, but that’s what it is. I’m sorry I didn’t give it to you before. I had it. I even have the receipt, if you don’t believe me. I bought it in Atlanta. I was too busy screwing up to give it to you.”

She rested the box in her lap as carefully as if he’d told her it was a vial of nitroglycerin.

“Open it.”

She tugged off the white satin ribbon, letting it drift to the floor, and lifted the bracelet from the box.

“They’re olive leaves,” he said. “Of course I didn’t know I’d be needing an olive branch when I bought it. Kind of appropriate, don’t you think?”

“It’s beautiful.” She slipped it over her delicate wrist, admiring it, and then leaned forward and kissed him—a kiss that started out chaste, but she took it further. Much further.

At that moment, he’d believed he was forgiven, that no matter what happened, they’d be okay.

But now he wasn’t so sure.


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