Synopsis
“His gaze on me was intense, I couldn’t look away. I felt as
if I was revealing my entire soul to him in this moment.”
The range of emotions I had experienced with Ronan felt like
a topsy-turvy spinning roller coaster. Suddenly I was awake for the first time
in what felt like years. Every fiber of my being was filled with heated desire,
passion, lust and fear, and all I wanted was more… more of everything, more of
him. How had I just lived these past few years only going through the motions?
But, as glorious as all of this was, was I kidding myself? Could it be real? Or
just a moment in time - a few days of thrilling and scary excitement rolled
into one? The moment before you hit that first big drop on your favorite
coaster, you fall, and then it's over.
This isn’t your typical Hollywood fairy tale where the
typecast ordinary girl next door meets the famous handsome actor and they fall
in love. Despite the emotional and physical scars that serve as reminders of
Holliday Prescott’s past, she has evolved into a strong young woman. Ronan
Connolly has loved and lost, but he’s never been in love. The weight of
Hollywood’s expectations and the scripted games people play have left him
bruised but not broken.
He's always followed everyone else's script and she wrote
her own. That was until fate swept in with other plans.
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Excerpt
The sleek black limo arrived at the gala just in time so
that Ronan could walk the red carpet. He asked if I was ready to be
photographed on his arm, and I declined. I honestly didn’t think it was a good
idea. He understood, but I could tell that a twinge of disappointment rushed
over him.
“I have
a surprise for you tonight,” he said, smiling warmly at me while twirling the
diamond and platinum bracelet he’d bought for me with his long fingers.
“What
is it?” I giggled.
“Mr.
Connolly, sir, they’re ready to take you to the red carpet now,” Dean’s husky
voice said over the intercom.
“Okay,
I’m ready. Open the door in ten.” Brushing the back of his hand over my cheek,
he kissed me. I gripped his arm as his hands drifted to my neck, deepening our
kisses. I gently shoved his shoulder, saying, “You’re going to be late.”
“I’m
already late.” He grinned.
He let
go of me, and I hurriedly went towards the front of the limo so that no one
would see me. Ronan smoothed his tie, the door opened and he stepped out. His
PR team quickly ushered him out of the limo and up the steps to the media
frenzy. I heard the screams and the chanting of his name which made me anxious
and excited all at once. I felt my heart skip a beat when he was swept up in
the swarm of photographers, and I could no longer see his gorgeous silhouette.
About the Author
Writer Christy Pastore grew up in the lakeside community of
Syracuse, Indiana writing short stories that usually involved characters who
loved to travel, had a passion for fashion and were often times swept up in boy
crazy crushes. Many of her first stores also dealt with coming of age
situations with their best girlfriends.
Christy gave up reading books for several years,
disillusioned with the annoying characters and predictable plot lines. Upon the
recommendation of a friend, Christy picked up a much buzzed about popular
romance novel which reminded her of why reading was such an enjoyable guilty
pleasure.
Writing has been a constant in Christy’s life, leading her
to create a popular fashion blog, Fashion Wrap Up. This endeavor allowed
Christy to have the wonderful experience of working and collaborating with many
talented models, designers, makeup artists and photographers in the Fashion
Industry. While Pastore still writes about fashion and celebrity style in her
spare time, her passion for story development, more specifically creative
writing, publishing and content creation has taken her on a new journey and
career path: Author.
Her debut novel, Fifteen Weekends will be out May 2014 just
in time for you to add it to your summer reading list.
Additionally, Christy enjoys a nice glass of Sauvignon
Blanc, a warm cup of coffee, Gummi Bears, traveling and tweeting her thoughts
on her favorite TV shows.
Christy and her husband Kevin currently reside in St. Louis,
Missouri in the popular Italian Neighborhood, The Hill, with their two lovable
dogs and cooler than cool cat.
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