Sunday, September 21, 2014

BOOK SPOTLIGHT: A Seductive Melody by Crista McHugh @crista_mchugh #Giveaway #NewAdult



A Seductive Melody
Kelly Brothers Series Book Five
By: Crista McHugh
Releasing Sept 15th



Blurb

She has the scoop of a lifetime, but only if she betrays his trust…
Ethan Kelly lost his best friend and bandmate to an overdose, but staying clean is proving harder than he thought it would be. His only safety net during his first weeks of sobriety is fellow recovering addict, Becca. As she guides him through the darkness, he begins to trust her not only with his secrets, but also his heart.
After years of trying to be the daughter her socialite parents wanted her to be (and failing miserably), Rebecca Shore finally has her life on track. Sure, she’s just an assistant at Moderne magazine when she’d rather be pursuing more serious journalism, but it’s a foot in the door. She’s just waiting for the scoop of a lifetime that will take her to the next level. But when she’s asked to help the reclusive and enigmatic rock star, her heart is torn between the career she’s always wanted and the man who bares his soul to her.

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Excerpt 
“What changed between the first time and the second time?”
“It was my choice.” She pushed her plate aside and leaned forward. “I think that was the most important thing that helped me stay clean. I’m not doing this because I was forced to by my parents or the law or some other external means. I’m doing this for me. Everything I need is in here.” She patted the area over her heart.
An ache formed in the center of his chest. He resisted the urge to mirror her and press the heel of his hand against his ribs to ease the pain. He’d been the one who’d decided to give up heroin, but there was still a voice in the back of his mind telling him he’d end up just like Ty. “And what if that’s not enough?”
“Then you look for little daily victories. For example—not embarrassing your friends or family. Or not wondering where your money went because you basically handed it over to your dealer. Or not waking up next to some stranger you dragged home while you were high.”
He nodded with each example she’d given, knowing firsthand how those situations felt—until she got to the next one.
“Or not having to give up open-toed shoes.”
“Open-toed shoes?” It was so ridiculous, a laugh wedged itself between his words. “What the hell does that have to do with staying clean?”
A blush stole up into her cheeks, and she slid her gaze to the side. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”
“You said you were an open book, and that I’d understand you better than most.”
“True.” She bit her lip and squirmed in her seat like he’d just asked her to reveal the color of her underwear. “The first time I went into rehab, it was because my stepmother noticed the track marks on my arms. So when I relapsed, I got more creative with where I shot up. You won’t believe how quickly you can get high from shooting up between your toes.”
He nodded, finally seeing what she meant. “So your parents weren’t suspicious because all they saw were flawless arms.”
She glanced up at him through her lashes. “Yeah, it worked for several months until…”
“Until you OD’d,” he finished almost in a whisper. His throat tightened, choking him as he asked, “How close did you come to dying?”
“I had broken ribs from the CPR that was done to keep me alive until the medics arrived with Narcan.”
Her answer was honest, direct, lacking the coyness from earlier. But it didn’t release the invisible rope of guilt squeezing around his neck and chest. How is it she survived when his best friend didn’t? If he’d managed to find Ty sooner—if he’d acted on the signs that Ty was slipping further and further under the spell of heroin and not caring how much he took as long as he got high—would his best friend still be here today? If he’d just watched him closer, taken away his needles, would it have made a difference?

If he’d accepted Ty’s invitation to go back to his apartment that night to get high with him, would things have turned out differently? Would he have been able to call 911 and save him like the medics had done with Rebecca? Or would he have followed his best friend like he’d always done, even into death?


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Crista McHugh is a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY BESTSELLING author of fantasy and romance with heroines who are smart, sexy, and anything but ordinary. She currently lives in the Audi-filled suburbs of Seattle with her husband and two children, maintaining her alter ego of mild-mannered physician by day while she continues to pursue writing on nights and weekends.





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