Release Date: February 25, 2013
Author: Christa Cervone
Cover Models: Alex Minsky and Britney Marie Flores
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SYNOPSIS
According to Webster’s Dictionary the definition of the word
Broken is violently separated into parts. SHATTERED.Yup, that pretty much sums me up. How do I handle things? I find my answers at the bottom of a bottle of Tequila and sleep with random men.
How did I get this way? Well, four years ago I made a decision that cost me the love of my life. I can't undo what I did to drive Garrett out of my life. I haven't seen or heard from him in four long years. But he still haunts me in my dreams or should I call them nightmares at this point? No matter how much booze I drink and how many men I sleep with, nothing fills the void. I feel like I am existing but I’m not really living.
I’m trying to get my life back on track. Well that was until. . . . Garrett walked back into my life. His reappearance threw me into another tailspin.
How do I put the pieces of our broken hearts back together? All before he walks out of my life again... this time for good. Or am I simply destined to just be Broken?
BOOK TRAILER:
AUTHOR BIO
I was born and raised
in Western Massachusetts and I'm a married mother of three who married her high
school sweetheart, Frank. I don't really have too many hobbies. I like to
watch my kids play sports. I do photography on the side (weddings, families,
babies etc). I'm Minion & Adam Levine obsessed. I enjoy listening to
all different types of music, Maroon 5& amp; P!nk being some of my
favorites.
Achievements -- I was on the Top 20 Erotica as well in being
on the Movers and Shakers List on Amazon with "Broken."
I'm currently working on my second novel titled "Going
the Distance" which will be released Fall 2013 as well as a third novel
titled "Saved."
Goodreads Link: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16178414-broken
Broken Facebook Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Broken/454000634638270
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GOING THE DISTANCE
Christa is currently working on her next novel
Going the Distance
Expected Release Date Fall 2013
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17929367-going-the-distance
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Going-the=Distance-by-Christa-Cervone/1704508189688471?ref=hl
TEASER TIME
Jimmy came barging through the door. “Saint, you’re not going to fucking believe who is talking to Frankie right now?”
“Who?”
“Blaine Davis.”
I stared at Jimmy with a
blank look on my face. “Who’s Blaine Davis?”
“Only the richest guy
this side of the tracks.”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“So, what’s the big fuckin’ deal?”
“It’s a big fucking deal
because he’s heard about you and your fight with ‘The Gladiator.’
Apparently, he wants to sponsor you or some shit. I was trying to listen
in, but Frankie caught me and sent me away.”
“I don’t need any
sponsors. I’m good.”
“Do you realize what a
sponsor could do for you?”
“Yeah, I do. I also
realize I’d need to answer to that sponsor. I already have to answer to
Frankie. I don’t need someone else breathing down my neck.”
“Well, if his money won’t
sway you, you should see the cute little honey he has with him. She’s a
Gingah.”
“A what?”
“A Gingah. You know she
has red hair,” he said touching his hair.
“You’re so fucking
stupid,” I laughed.
“I wonder if her carpet
matches her drapes,” Jimmy laughed raising his eyebrows.
“Dude, seriously. . . Are
you twelve?”
“You gotta come see
her. She’s a fuckin’ dime.”
Jimmy had actually
sparked my interest at this point. He wasn’t one to check out
other girls. He only had eyes for Stephannie.
“I’ll be out in one
minute. Let me finish getting my gloves on.”
“Don’t take too
long. I'd hate for you to miss out on this piece of ass.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
I highly doubt the girl
standing in my gym was going to be the hottest girl I’ve ever seen
before. I’ve had my share of hot chicks.
Once the gloves were on,
I did a once over in the mirror, then headed out into the gym. I saw
Frankie talking to some young guy who was probably around my age. He was
dressed in a well tailored suit and some pansy ass shoes. I laughed to
myself. What a jerk-off walking around in those shoes.
“Ahhhh! Gabriel,
there you are. Come over here, there’s someone I want you to meet,”
Frankie said cordially.
I jogged over. “What’s up
Frankie?”
“Gabriel, this is Blaine
Davis.”
I held out my hand to
shake his then realized I had my gloves on. “Sorry, I’d shake your hand
but. . .” I said looking down at my hands.
Truth was I didn’t want
or need this guy in my life. I’d gotten by just fine before him, and I’ll
get along just fine after him.
“Saint, it’s really great
to finally meet you. I’ve been following you for some time now,” Blaine
said enthusiastically.
“Oh yeah?” I replied,
unphased.
“I can’t wait to see you
kick the shit out of Gladiator.”
“Gladiator is going to be
a tough opponent. My guess is it’ll go to a decision.”
“No way man. You’re
going to TKO him within the first few rounds. I have money on it.”
This dude was raking on
my nerves. He didn’t even know what the fuck he was talking about.
Frankie was right I needed to get myself prepared for this fight.
Gladiator was a phenomenal boxer, and I had my work cut out for me.
“Well, it was really nice
to meet you, but I gotta go start training,” I said walking toward the ring.
“I’d really like to sit
down and talk about sponsoring you,” Blaine said.
“Talk to Frankie and set
it up. He knows my schedule.”
I had no intentions of
keeping that meeting. I’d have Frankie schedule it and then have him
cancel it.
“Blaine, are you almost
done?” I heard a sweet, soft voice say from the corner of the room.
There she was…. This
beautiful, petite red head who must have stood only five feet five inches, and
that was with her wearing stiletto high heels. She was dressed as
formally as Blaine was. The dress she was wearing probably cost a small
fortune; though, it hugged her in all the right places. I’m sure my
entire wardrobe didn’t cost as much. With her pale blue eyes, she looked
me up and down, giving me a little smirk.
“How rude of me,” Blaine
said. “Saint this is my girlfriend, Salem Harris. Salem this is Saint,
the fighter I’ve been telling you about.”
“Blaine, come here!
I want to show you something,” Frank shouted interrupting our introductions.
Salem and I stood in
silence.
“Salem? That’s an
intriguing name.” I smiled trying to break the awkward silence.
“I was named after my
Great Grandmother,” she replied, completely uninterested.
“Well, it’s a unique and
beautiful name.”
I caught her looking me
up and down again. “You like what you see, sweetheart?” I winked at her.
Her smirk quickly changed
to a sneer. “In your dreams,” she quietly said, rolling her eyes, but loud
enough for me to hear her.
“Burn! Shot down by
the Gingah,” Jimmy laughed loudly as he walked by.
“I beg your
pardon?” She snapped directing herself to Jimmy.
I could tell by the
shocked look on Jimmy’s face he didn’t expect to see that reaction come out of
her.
“I . . . Ummm. . . I’m
sorry,” was all Jimmy could get out.
“Salem, he was just
kidding,” Blaine said walking up behind her, putting his hand around her waist.
“He has no right to
insult me like that,” she said raising her voice.
“You’re right he
doesn’t. Jimmy, apologize to the lady,” I interjected trying to defuse
the situation.
Frankie would kill Jimmy
if he pissed off a potential sponsor. Frankie’s gym stayed open primarily
through grants, donations and sponsorships.
Jimmy walked closer
to Salem. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. It was
just a joke.”
“Don’t worry about it,
Jimmy. She’ll be just fine. Won’t you, Salem?” Blaine said
consoling her.
Salem shook her head, yet
she was still giving both me and Jimmy a dirty look.
“Come on. Let’s get
into the ring before you say something else that’s stupid,” I laughed to Jimmy
patting him on the back.
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