Thursday, June 16, 2016

Broken Girl



“You know somet’ing, Rosie, I’ve pinned me pain across me chest me ‘ole life. Taken the bullets of sufferin’ like the best of them. In the middle of a war zone, I watched me brothers sacrifice everyt’ing they were. For w’at? So I could come back and waste me opportunity on being bitter while they be buried six feet under in the cold hard ground, dead for a country they loved? Shane doesn’t love that gir’ up there. He’s too busy fightin’ a war with the demons you’re not willin’ to give up.”
Briggs’s words sliced me deep. He’d pinned me in a corner I’d been frightened of my whole life. He saw through me as if my skin was nothing but a thin veil I hid behind to stay safe. I was always a fuck ‘em and let ‘em go type of girl. Only let ‘em get enough from me so I didn’t have to give. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. It was my best excuse and my worst reason. It was easier to placate my pain than it was to provoke anyone’s love.
A pressure pushed hard against my chest. The guilt of giving up so easily robbed my breath. Now Kean Briggs was challenging me to pony up, live raw, be present, and give into my feelings for Shane. A roll of the dice in a gamble I’d always lost.
“I’m not sure I can give up my demons. They’ve been with me for so long, I don’t know who I am anymore without them.”
“Ma’be it’s time you found out who you really are.”
“What if it’s too late?”
“And what if it’s not? Nothing is guaranteed, Rosie. We could drive outta here and be killed in a he’d-on car crash. And go to Heaven, find me the Pearly Gates, or crash into the fiery pits of Hell.” His accent again thickened with his intensity.
“What’s your point, Key?”
“Me point bein’ you can either be the woman sitting here contemplatin’, or you can grab your life by the short hairs and claim wat’s yours.”

Broken Girl Synopsis:
My name is ROSE NEWTON, and I sell my body on the streets of San Francisco. I’m what you call society's dirty little secret. On the outside, I'm in control, the woman who makes her own rules and gives nothing away for free. Inside, I’m broken and numb. Torn and shattered by my past, my life is nothing more than the lost fragments of what's left of me. SHANE WEST represents everything that’s foreign to me. He’s brave, kind, funny, gorgeous and persistent. When fate brings us face to face, an undeniable attraction blazes between us. He becomes the constant I've never had and the only man I'll ever trust. There is nothing simple about falling in love when you're keeping a secret like mine. *Reader's discretion advised. Certain content might not be suitable for some readers.

 Gretchen de la O Bio:
Gretchen de la O, is a writer of romantically unique stories. A proclaimed positive energy infuser by people who know her, she finds joy in helping those around her discover their creative process. Gretchen is a firm believer that anything is possible if you set your mind to it; and what you expect out of life, always finds a way of showing up. She’s authentic in her dedication to her own creative process, finds strength in her spirituality, and is always looking for the bright spot in every situation.  

Gretchen released her first novel, Almost Eighteen in September of 2011,  the first in a three book new adult student/teacher romance, The Wilson Mooney Series. In November of 2012, she followed with book two, Eighteen at Last, and concluded the series with Beyond Eighteen in October, 2013. Her Fourth novel, PROTOTYPE, a romantic suspense, the first book in the Possession Series was released in October 2014. BROKEN GIRL, Gretchen’s fifth novel, is a standalone contemporary romance slated to be released April 29th, 2016. Please visit Gretchen at www.gretchendelao.com.


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