Thursday, September 5, 2013

~Arsen Blog tour Stop


One glance was all it took…

I'm a cheater.
I'm a liar.
My whole life is a mess.

I love a man.
No, I love two men…
I think.

One makes love to me. The other sets me on fire.
One is my rock. The other is my kryptonite.

I'm broken, lost, and disgusted with myself.

But I can't stop. This is my story.
My broken love story.


Where to begin……This book sucked me in, wrapped me up, and spit me out! I am not sure that a book has ever made me ugly cry like this one.

This story is about Cathy……. She is married to Ben her college sweetheart …..The story is told from both past and present views, so easily you can see how they met and how they fell in love…..But somehow in the present Cathy begins to doubt her relationship, who can blame her with the many heart wrenching things that have happened.

In one of her times of doubt she meets Arsen …….a total man whore...from the beginning there is a definite attraction, from both sides. Arsen is a very forward male and has no problem stating what he wants from Cathy for a long time she denies the attraction and they become friends….. But it doesn’t take long for her to give into the attraction they both feel.

"There's a twinkle in his eyes as he lowers is smiling mouth to whisper in my ear, "Chill, Dimples. I'm just teasing you..." (Arsen)

"With Arsen I can let my emotions take over me and not be ashamed by them.With Arsen I can be me." (Cathy)
This book was definitely not an easy story to read, its really one of the most intense, heartbreaking, and controversial I have read. This book had me tied up in knots, made me cry and then ripped out my heart....Its is definitely one you will want to your TBR list

Opening my legs with his hands, he enters me slowly, taking his time, making the moment last. When he’s all the way in, he pauses as we stare at each other, both of us breathing heavily. Slowly, he brings a hand to caress my naked shoulder. “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I kissed you on the street.”

“Have sex with me?” I ask.

“No.” He bites my lower lip. “Make you mine.”

This time he makes love to me. There is no roughness in his treatment of my body, and I don’t miss it. This feels as if he is telling me with his body what he cannot voice yet. This feels like we are imprinting each other to our bodies and to our hearts. Moaning, I grab the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss, getting lost in the moment.

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About the Author:

My name is Mia Asher.
I'm a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes…I might be a bit crazy - but who isn't?

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