HELL ON HEELS by Anne Jolin
Genre: Women's Fiction Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 26, 2016
— SYNOPSIS —
I use people. Not in a malicious way, but in the way an addict abuses their substance of choice. People are my vice—men specifically. I crave the emotional high they give me with a unique and reckless disregard for my own well-being—eagerly floating into an unsustainable euphoria, knowing full well that after every high comes an equal, if not more powerful, plummet into a devastating abyss. But like every junkie, I crawl willingly back into the arms of my demons.
Oh, the price we pay to feel loved. We’d all sell our souls to the devil himself for that. Perhaps I have already.
They say that acknowledging that you have a problem is one of the first steps to recovery. Well, in that case, my name is Charleston Smith and I have a fucking problem.
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— EXCERPT —
“I’m ruined.” Kevin pouted, plopping down into one of the two patterned high-back chairs in front of my desk.
Fishing my cellphone out, I dropped my purse into the bottom drawer of the massive and incredibly overpriced desk, and placed the palms of my hands onto its distressed white surface.
“He’s so hot,” Kevin continued without delay. “I mean, I follow him on Instagram, but wow-ee! I want little blonde Abercrombie babies with him,” he rattled on, waving his hands in the air. “And Man Bun is like yum with a shot of dangerous, like you just know he’d wake up your neighbours. I’d like to call him Daddy—”
“Jesus.” I shook my head.
Kevin stirred, pulling his perfectly crafted eyebrows together. “What’s he doing here anyways? Are we planning one of his parties?”
Beau Callaway was notoriously known for hosting some of the best campaign parties.
“No. He’s expressed interest in sponsoring the Gala.”
Uncrossing his legs, Kevin’s eyes softened as he leaned forward. “The Gala is this Saturday. Can we manage another sponsor this late in the game?”
The emotions on my face war—they often did this close to the gala—and he noticed. Kevin was as perceptive as he was fabulous.
“Right then. I’ll make it work.” He stood. “Want me to fetch the dream boat for you, boss?”
I nodded. “Please.”
Without another word, he sashayed out the door and my nerves filled up the space he left behind.
I was nervous. Men in general made me nervous until I knew my way around them, but having someone like Beau in my space and here, regarding the gala no less, made me edgy.
I didn’t often mix business with pleasure, as I was messy with one and not the other. Though it’d been nearly three months since my last duet with a man and I was jonesing for a high this close to the gala.
The gala that honoured the memory of Henry.
My addiction prickled at the back of my neck.
---REVIEW---
"So, I was probably crazy, but weren't we all? Normal wouldn't make for a good story, would it?"
You know those books where you fall in love with the blurb, you get so excited to read it, then when you do, it's more than you ever imagined?!
Hell On Heels is THAT book!!!
I went in thinking it was about something completely different than what it was. I was absolutely blown away by the depth of this story!! My emotions went through so much while reading Charleston's story.
I honestly didn't know my heart could break and heal within that short amount of time!
"I both wanted to be loved desperately and yet fought against it with abandon. My heart was doomed forever in love's purgatory."
This book revolves around a girl who has spent the past decade trying to recover from heartbreak and extreme grief.
This book deals with addiction of the deepest kind. Even addiction that can't really be explained.
This book shows you how much certain people can impact your entire life when you never thought you could be saved.
"Loving the ugly parts of ourselves isn't easy, but if we can't love them, how can we expect someone else to?"
Charleston deals with her grief and depression by filling the void with men. Her high comes from being with them and it takes her away for just a little bit.
But when three men enter her life at the same time, she is torn between their differences that make her feel complete.
I will tell you this much, I was flipping back and forth between these guys. Each had their own way of making Charleston come alive again.
I wish I could tell you if she picked the one I wanted her with at the end, but I don't give away secrets;)
"I was a living nightmare of the female persuasion--Hell On Heels, if you will."
I love that Anne Jolin made a heroine like Charleston! She's unlike any other I have ever read.
Her strength and bravery is insane! She doesn't even realize how amazing she is, and that in itself, makes her even more wonderful to me.
Without giving anything away, I will say that the last few chapters had tears rolling down my face, not really from sadness, although there was some, but it was from the way Charleston transformed. She captured my heart with her broken words and I want to hold her forever.
The ending was one I never saw coming, but it made me so happy! I admit, I wish some questions were answered (when you read you'll understand. Hehe.), but I feel good knowing that the answers are exactly what I would want:)
I promise, I'm not talking in riddles!
The ending is spectacular!!
Anne, you made my heart so happy with this book and I want to thank you for bringing this awareness to so many. <3
"I was no longer the woman who needed saving. I was by no means healed in completion, but I was a woman willing to save herself. I was a woman who believed she deserved to give herself her best shot at life."
— ABOUT THE AUTHOR: ANNE JOLIN —
Hey y’all,
I was born and raised in Ladner, a small farm town just outside Vancouver, Canada. I grew up riding horses, shooting guns, and driving in trucks.
I never expected to be an author. A massage therapist? Yes. Take over the family construction company? Yes. But an author? No. Writing was something that snuck up on me and rooted itself into my life. It was beautiful to discover that love, and I’m truly grateful to say I’ve found my passion.
Since I’ve always been a creative person, it feels amazing to harness all of that energy and use it to tell a story I love. I enjoy incorporating bits of my real life into the stories I write. What parts are true? Hah. I’ll never tell—what would be the fun in that?
If I could leave y’all with one thing, it’s that life’s far too short to not live it out loud. Drown in your passions, hold on tight to the things that inspire you, and chase your dreams relentlessly. I can promise you without a doubt that you won’t regret it. I know I don’t.
Mad love,
Anne Jolin
xx
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