ALREADY GONE by Kristen Proby & KL Grayson-Review & Excerpt Tour

ALREADY GONE by Kristen Proby & KL Grayson-Review & Excerpt Tour

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date August 27, 2019

Falling in love is easy…

New Hope, South Carolina is my home. It’s where I grew up, got into trouble, and fell in love for the first time. Scarlett Kincaid was more than the girl next door, she was my best friend, until she decided that small town life wasn’t for her. One minute she was here, and the next she was gone.

The girl I used to fish with down at the creek is now the biggest name in country music. She headlines world tours, has won four Grammy’s, and I haven’t seen her since. Until today when she sped through town in her fancy car. One look at her big brown eyes was all it took to stir up a whole slew of emotions. Emotions I’d long ago buried and sure as hell don’t have time for.

It’s the aftermath that’s hard…

There are two things in my life that matter. My music, and my dad. Twelve years ago, I packed a bag and chased my dream. Leaving New Hope and escaping the gossip mill was the easiest decision I ever made. I never planned to return, but my father needs me, and he always comes first. So, I did what I had to do. I cut my tour short and came home, despite having a sister who hates me, and a community that doesn’t trust me. And then there’s Tucker Andrews.

When he propped an arm on the roof of my car, pulled down his sunglasses and flashed his police badge, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Gone is the lanky boy who used to throw rocks at me and pull my pigtails. Tucker is now a six-foot package of brawny, sexy man wrapped in more muscle than I have hit singles. Did I mention he’s a cop and a single dad?

My goal was to help Dad, and get back to my life. But what am I supposed to when the life that used to strangle me suddenly fits like a glove, and makes me dream of things I never thought I’d have? What happens when the boy I walked away from years ago becomes one of the most important people in my life? I don’t have room in my life for a man much less love.

Right?

Because it’s impossible to hold onto someone who’s already gone.

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REVIEW: ALREADY GONE by Kristen Proby and KL Grayson is a contemporary adult,erotic romance story focusing on thirty year old, country music sensation Scarlett Kincaid , and police officer Tucker Andrews.

Told from dual first person perspectives (Scarlett and Tucker) ALREADY GONE follows the rebuilding friendship and romance between country music sensation Scarlett Kincaid, and police officer Tucker Andrews. Twelve years earlier Scarlett Kincaid left New Hope, South Carolina for the bright lights and fame of country music leaving behind her embittered and younger sister Alexis, and her father Richard Kincaid, but also breaking the heart of eighteen year old Tucker Andrews. Fast forward to present day wherein Scarlett, nearing the end of her current tour, must head home to New Hope following her beloved father’s stroke. Scarlett’s return to New Hope comes with bitter sweet memories, and an even more bitter sweet reunion with the man she has never stopped loving. Enter police officer Tucker Andrews. What ensues is the rebuilding friendship,relationship and romance between Tucker and Scarlett, and the potential fall-out as Scarlett’s time in New Hope, comes to a close.

Scarlett Kincaid loves the life of a country music star but our heroine struggles between head and heart as it pertains to a life with Tucker Andrews. Returning to New Hope and falling in love comes with the possibility of giving up everything for which she has worked, including a life on the road. Tucker Andrews life is rooted in New Hope, Carolina, but rekindling his romance with Scarlett Kincaid forces Tucker to consider a future with the woman he loves.

The relationship between Scarlett and Tucker is a second chance romance; a rekindling friendship and relationship that struggles with issues of trust and memories of long ago. With neither one willing to compromise Tucker and Scarlett’s relationship begins to spiral out of control.The $ex scenes are intimate, erotic and passionate without the use of over the top,sexually graphic language and text.

We are introduced to Scarlett’s sister Alexis, and their father Richard; as well as Chloe Andrews, a young girl wise beyond her years.

ALREADY GONE is a story of family, friendships, second chances and love. The premise is engaging, entertaining and energetic; the characters are impassioned and colorful; the romance is sassy and sexy. ALREADY GONE is the perfect story for a lazy sunny afternoon.

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Reviewed by Sandy

 

 

New Hope, South Carolina.
Population 6,129.
I know every soul represented in that number. Not a single one of them drives the shiny red Mercedes that just went speeding by.
Seventy-five in a forty-five.
I flick on my lights and press on the gas, sending my cruiser flying past the city limit sign and the godawful billboard that sits directly behind it; the one declaring New Hope home to country music superstar, Scarlett Kincaid.
It wouldn’t be a big deal if this were actually her home. It’s not. Scarlett may have been born here, but her fancy boots haven’t landed on this soil in over a decade.
All it took was one call from a hotshot music executive to send her packing before the ink was dry on her high school diploma. Scarlett flew from this town fast enough to leave our heads spinning. Before any of us could process what had happened, little Scarlett Kincaid—the same girl who used to build forts with me in my living room while my mama made us mac ‘n’ cheese—had a hit single sitting at number one on the Billboard charts.
She went from homecoming queen and most likely to marry a rich spouse in our senior yearbook, to the queen of country music.
The country loves her. Hell, the whole world loves her.
New Hope…not so much. And it’s high time that fucking sign comes down.
But first, I have to deal with this speed demon in the sexy red car.
I sound the sirens, and the car pulls to the side of the road and waits while I walk to the driver’s side window. It’s still up, the heavy tint preventing me from seeing inside. With a hand on my holster—because you never know what you’re going to walk up on—I knock on the window.
The dark glass lowers.
My first thought: this woman is absolutely gorgeous. Long, dark hair. Pouty lips. And a tiny pink dress. Her eyes are covered by oversized aviators, but I’m sure they’re as pretty as the rest of her.
My second thought: what crazy excuse is she going to come up with to try and get out of this ticket? It never ceases to amaze me the things women are willing to do to keep from getting into trouble. I’ve been offered everything from a blowjob to a pay-off to marriage.
“Do you know why I pulled you over today, ma’am?”
“Tucker?” The woman smiles, then pushes her sunglasses to the top of her head. And that’s when I see the brown eyes I’ve spent more than a decade trying to forget. “Tucker Andrews, is that you?”
I step back and square my shoulders. “You can call me Officer Andrews. Do you know why I pulled you over today, ma’am?”
“Tucker.” The woman laughs and shakes her head. “It’s me, Scarlett.”
At the mention of her name, I’m met with an onslaught of flashbacks. Running hand and hand through the neighborhood with her, laughing and playing, only to have her ignore me the second we got to school. The popular crowd versus the nerds who desperately tried to fit in. She the former, me the latter, and the pain it caused every time she acted as though she didn’t know my name. For years, I pretended it didn’t bother me because I knew that when I got home, Scarlett would meet me at the fence, and the awkwardness from the day would dissipate as though it never happened.
But it did. Day after day after day. I was a glutton for punishment. There was nothing in the world I loved more than Scarlett Kincaid, and it didn’t matter how badly she hurt me, I was always willing to forgive her.
Her smile and laugh might’ve gotten to me in middle school and high school, but I refuse to let it affect me now.
“I know who you are.”
Her smile falters.


 

About Kristen:

Kristen was born and raised in a small resort town in her beloved Montana. In her mid-twenties, she decided to stretch her wings and move to the Pacific Northwest, where she made her home for more than a dozen years.

During that time, Kristen wrote many romance novels and joined organizations such as RWA and other small writing groups. She spent countless hours in workshops, and more mornings than she can count up before the dawn so she could write before going to work. She submitted many manuscripts to agents and editors alike, but was always told no. In the summer of 2012, the self-publishing scene was new and thriving, and Kristen had one goal: to publish just one book. It was something she longed to cross off of her bucket list.

Not only did she publish one book, she’s since published close to thirty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists. She continues to self publish, best known for her With Me In Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with William Morrow, a division of HarperCollins, with the Fusion Series.

Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of Whitefish, Montana with their two pugs and two cats.

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About K.L. Grayson

K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. She is entertained

daily by her extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she

writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the

day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males,

brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings…and not particularly in that

order.

 

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A Lover’s Lament by K.L.Grayson & B.T. Urruela-Review, Book Tour & Giveaway

A LOVER’S LAMENT by K.L.Grayson and B.T. Urruela-Review, Book Tour and Giveaway

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A Lover’s Lament
by K.L. Grayson & B.T. Urruela
Genre: adult, contemporary, romance
Release Date October 6, 2015

A Lover's Lament

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date October 6, 2014

In a matter of seconds my entire world changed, and it was in that moment that I stopped living and simply began to exist.

In my grief, I sent a letter to the first boy I ever loved. I hoped in writing it I’d find some peace from the nightmare I was living, some solace in my anger.

I didn’t expect him to write back. I wasn’t prepared for his words, and I certainly wasn’t ready for the impact this soldier would have on my life. A deep-rooted hate transformed into friendship, and then molded into a love like I’d never known before.

Sergeant Devin Ulysses Clay did what I couldn’t: he put the shattered pieces of my heart back together, restoring my faith in humanity and teaching me how to live again.

But now that I’m whole, I have a decision to make. Do I return to my life as I knew it and the fiancé I left behind, or do I walk away from it all for the only man to ever break my heart?

***

I’ve been living in hell, but you won’t hear me complain.

These men depend on me, as I do them, and this brotherhood is the only family I’ve ever known.

The Army saved me from a callous mother and a life on the wrong side of the tracks that was quickly spiraling out of control. So unlike most of the men in my platoon, going home wasn’t something I longed for.

I was content overseas, spending my days defending this country that gave me my life back. Fighting became my new normal … until her.

A letter from Katie Devora—a letter that I almost didn’t open. Her words put a fire back inside of me that I didn’t know I’d lost. She gave me hope during a time when I was fighting every day just to stay alive, and now it’s time I fight for her.

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REVIEW: A LOVER’S LAMENT is a contemporary, adult, romance storyline co-authored by K.L. Grayson, and first time author/ and veteran amputee B.T. Urruela. This is nurse Katie Devora, and US Army Sargeant Devin Clay’s storyline.

Told from dual first person points of view (Katie and Devin) A LOVER’S LAMENT is a second chance storyline that covers ten years and a lifetime of friendship between Katie and Devin using flash backs, memories, letter, emails and phone calls. Katie and Devin have been best friends since childhood but at eighteen years of age Devin and Katie’s lives were thrown into turmoil when Devin moved out of town without saying goodbye. Fast forward ten years and our hero, a Sargeant in the USA army, currently stationed in Afghanistan discovers that his new ‘pen pal’ is the woman he left behind but has never forgotten.

A LOVER’S LAMENT follows the rekindling of the relationship between Devin and Katie revealing the heartbreak, the pain, the betrayal and the never ending love between two people whose lives were destroyed when Devin’s mother moved away taking our hero along for the ride. Devin’s earlier years were mired in abuse and neglect, and without any means of communication or support Devin was unable to stay in contact with the woman that he loved. Life moved forward pulling Devin and Katie in opposite directions until the fateful day Devin opened a letter from Katie wherein she revealed her anger, her heartbreak and the hatred she’s held for many years.

The storyline is co-authored by Grayson and Urruela, and in this, the dual first person points of view, are expressed in uniquely different tones and emotions. Katie’s character and view point meanders through the daily grind back home; seemingly lost in life’s boredom and the what ifs and whys. Katie’s stressors find our heroine reliving the accident that killed her father, and the anger, of which she is unable to let go. Sargeant Devin Clay is caught up in the horrors of war and the potential for death to come knocking at any moment. With Devin’s POV comes the graphic and foul language, and military jargon appropriate to war and the stresses of life. First time author BT Urruela’s experiences and sacrifice in the Middle East are stark reminders of the building blocks for our hero’s point of view.

The world building is told through flashbacks, memories, letter and emails wherein we relive the earlier years between Katie and Devin: their growing love; the support they give to one another; and their undying declaration of together, forever. But we also see the ugly side of war; the death, the destruction and the toll on the lives of the men and women who have served, and the people they have left behind.

The $ex scenes are intimate and seductive; there is no graphic imagery or over the top erotic component. The visual imagery of war is tempered; there are no analytical or descriptive details of death and mutilating injuries. A LOVER’S LAMENT is an emotional tale; a story of romance, regret, and second chances that doesn’t get lost in the explicit or visible horrors of war but the loss of life and devastating injuries are present-none the less. Each chapter is highlighted with a song title that serves to set the tone.

A LOVER’S LAMENT is an encouraging and inspiring storyline. The characters are passionate; the romance is tender if not a little too sweet; the happily ever after a promise for the future.

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Reviewed by Sandy

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NOTE: Excerpt contains strong language and is recommended for readers 18 years and over

 

I wake before the sun has checked in for the day and scan the tent, noting my men still sleeping heavily. My morning ritual, at least the days I have time to do it, requires a bit of privacy, and I make certain I have it before I begin. Most of these clowns will just jerk it from their cots in the middle of the night with the rest of us passed out around them. There’s always been something odd about that to me. On a regular basis, I’ve woken up to the sounds of heavy breathing and skin slapping skin, and it pisses me the fuck off. If I’m not dog-tired, they’ll get a boot heaved in their direction, aimed straight for the dick and with the express purpose of putting them out of business for a while.
No, jackin’ the beanstalk in public isn’t for me. Unfortunately, that leaves only one other place to do it—the Drop Zone. Porta-shitters, as we like to call them, sit for weeks without being emptied and capture every bit of the sun’s heat. It’s like a fucking greenhouse in there, and one breath in that motherfucker while beating off and your dick is in full retreat.
So there’s a trick to doing this just right; you have to prep him first. You get him up and going, and then you quickly finish in the shitter. For most of these guys, the bikini-clad chicks above their cots or the porno mags stashed in their bags are a necessity for a proper jerk-off, but I’m an imaginative guy. I close my eyes and my mind becomes like a time machine of fuck. Marilyn Monroe in Some Like it Hot … bam! … cum everywhere. Farrah Fawcett in her iconic red swimsuit bent over the counter … set the time machine and go.
This time my mind goes for none other than Jackie O. She’s spread-eagle, with my tongue lightly flicking her throbbing clit while she’s begging for my dick. And, of course, I’m making her call me Mr. President. I laugh at the last thought but notice it’s at least gotten the job started. Since my dick is half-mast and ticking its way to full form, I slink my way to the tent’s entrance.
Stepping out, I’m met by the sun creeping softly over the tops of the barriers, and I hurry toward the porta-shitters, positioned just past the Humvees in front of the eastern wall. This two-hundred-yard walk is the most important part of the process. You have to walk with speed but not urgency, in hopes that you don’t attract attention from the few others also awake—all while the imagined porn still reels in your head.
I manage to make it into the shitter undetected and quickly go to work on my shaft while my left hand pinches my nose like a vise and my eyes squeeze tightly shut. Only this time it isn’t someone famous that I picture. It’s Katie.
Even as early as it is, the Drop Zone is like a sauna, and beads of sweat collect on my forehead. I try desperately to hold in my breath as the seconds tick down. Just as my lungs begin to demand air and my body stiffens, I toss my head back with a stifled groan. My body recovers from its high much quicker in this setting, but at least the job is done. Two weeks of combat stress gone, just like that.


 

About the Author

KL Grayson

K.L. Grayson
resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. She is entertained daily by her extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings…and not particularly in that order.

 

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BT Urruela 8Taylor Urruela was an infantryman in the US Army from August 2004 until February 2011. At the end of a year long tour in Baghdad, IQ, his vehicle was hit by two roadside bombs, which took his right leg below the knee and the life of his commander. He was awarded the Purple Heart for his wounds, an Army Commendation Medal and Combat Infantryman’s Badge. He medically retired from the Army in 2011 and moved to Tampa, FL where he currently works as a Director and Brand Ambassador of VETSports, a veteran community sports nonprofit he co-founded in 2012. He also conducts speaking engagements and he’s a personal trainer for Tampa Sports Academy.

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