Friday, May 8, 2015

Blog Tour: Holding You by Kelly Elliott

Lauren Reynolds wanted only two things in life—to run her father’s horse breeding business and Colt Matthews. Fearing Colt would take her position within the family business, she tried to push him far away from her heart.

When life could no longer keep Lauren and Colt apart, their two worlds became one. Every second of every moment, they spent together. Their love bloomed into something neither of them imagined—a bond so strong Lauren and Colt believed nothing would ever stand in their way.

However, life threw a cruel twist into Colt and Lauren’s planned happily ever after. Will fate let them live out the life they dreamed of, or will one of them be left alone, lost and angry?
“I’ll spend forever holding you … even if it’s only in my memory.”

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3.5 Star Review by Lisa Kane

Colt and Lauren Reynolds have had a bit of a love/hate relationship. They've always been attracted to each other, but Lauren has been resentful of Colt ever since her father, Scott, told Lauren he was Colt to help out in their family business of raising horses. Lauren is insulted by this and thinks her father's lack of faith in her is Colt's fault.

But as they get older, they don't bother to deny their attraction for each other. Both Lauren and Colt are virgins but for their first time, Colt could not be a more gentle, loving partner. But once Lauren experiences pleasure with Colt, she doesn't seem to be able to get enough!

"Lauren, never in my wildest dreams did I think my heart could be so in love with one person. I'm captivated by everything about you. Your soft lips, I long to kiss. Your blue eyes, I find myself getting lost in every time I look into them. Your touch sends an instant bolt of electricity to my heart. But I think what I love the most is your heart. It is so pure and full of life." 
Closing my eyes, I whispered, " I pray to Got it belongs to me."

They both want to keep their relationship on the down low, they are doing their best to hide things from their parents. Neither wants to deal with all the questions and probing. But secrets have a way of coming out. Their parents may have been best friends, but how will they feel about their kids' relationship going way beyond friendship?

No matter how much a couple loves one another, they eventually have to emerge from their safe little cocoons. Life throws all kinds of things at us, some because of our poor choices, but sometimes because it's just the way things go. Bad things do happen to good people. And when they do, we have no choice but to hope we can ride out the bad times until the good comes around again.

"No. No, she's not leaving me. She is not leaving me." Turning back to look at the love of my life, I whispered, "Lauren would never leave me." 

Young lives are tested, love is stretched to its limits and hearts are broken. When the dust settles, will Lauren and Colt's love survive?

This latest installment to this series is sweet with just a little taste of bitter. The secondary characters paint color and light to the series' canvas. I can't wait for Grace's story. Now that girl is just like her feisty mama, Ari.


Mischa snorted, stood up, and began collecting her paperwork. The man stood up as well, and next thing she knew, he was pressed up against her side. She started to pull away, but he wrapped his arm around her waist.
“What are you doing!?” she was shocked.
“The night is young, and you are very beautiful. Come, let us get to know one another,” his voice was low as he leaned down towards her. She practically bent in half trying to get away.
“You're about to get to know my fist! Let go of me!” she snapped.
“American women are so feisty, I love it. I will show you -,”
Babe! Sorry I took so long!
Misch turned her head and stared in shock as a second man came up to her other side, grabbing her free hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing the backs of her fingers.
Am I releasing pheromones or something!?
“Excuse me!?” she squeaked. The new guy was tall, and though he blended in with the local scenery, his accent was American. He didn't look at her, just held her hand and glared at the other man.
“Can I help you?” he demanded.
“You know this woman?” the Italian guy questioned.
“I should hope so, I fucking married her,” new guy snapped, then grabbed her left hand, holding it up so the other man could see her wedding set.
“I am sorry. She said she was alone,” Cassanova began sliding away.
“Well, she's not alone anymore, so get the fuck out of here.”
Misch's mind was blown, and she didn't say anything as the American man hugged her close to his side. She watched as the Italian gentleman glared at them for a moment longer, then walked away, cursing in the other language. A deep voice chuckled from above her, and she was let go.
“Did you just save me?” she asked, moving away from her new friend.
“Yeah, you looked like you needed it,” he informed her, smiling down at her.
Oooohhhh, wow. And I picked tonight of all nights to not dress up ...
“I'm sorry, who are you?” she blurted out.
“Your savior.”
He was smiling, but she didn't feel like he was joking. His voice was low and his smile sly. He had incredibly thick, black hair, which almost shined and had waves on top of his head. His eyes were so dark, they almost looked black, matching his thick eyebrows and heavy lashes. His lips were on the fuller side, and he easily had two days worth of stubble on his jaw. Her heart started beating faster.

No, no, no. This can't be happening. I'm not doing this. I don't want this.

About the Author
Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ..., forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me.
Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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