Find out
if Seth will be able to show Josie
the true meaning of love in,
That's a Lie
the sequel
to That's a Promise.
TITLE:
That’s a Lie (Promises, Promises
#2)
AUTHOR:
Victoria
Klahr
GENRE:
Contemporary Adult,
New Adult
RE-RELEASED:
February 27,
2015
SYNOPSIS:
Seth is
back.
When he walked back
into my life, it almost felt like the pieces of my broken heart could be fixed.
I thought we could go back to being best friends, but then I started to feel
what I had been blocking out for years. I tried. Boy, did I try! But once I
started to let him in, I wanted nothing more than to cross that line from
friendship into something more…
Just when I think I
can move on and let myself be happy, an ugly reminder from my past comes
storming in and threatens to destroy the sliver of hope that's been growing
since Seth came back.
Do I even deserve to
be loved?
“I’m not asking to
fix your heart. I’m not asking to mend you. I love each and every shattered
piece of you. I’m asking that you let me love you. Let me love each piece of
your broken heart, and I swear to you I will make up for every heartache you
have ever experienced.”
I came back for
Josie.
I knew I'd have to
fight for her, but with the loss of her dad and the truth about what happened
with her and Blake, I quickly realized that making her mine was going to be a
lot harder than I first thought. The problem is, I can’t pretend like she’s
just my best friend. I can’t pretend I don’t want
more.
I'm willing to do
anything to get her to admit she has the same passionate feelings for me,
because I know once she opens up and stops lying to herself, I can show her
what it really means to be loved. It's a battle of wills, but my love for her
is stronger than her will to stop me.
So I fight for her. I
fight because I know she deserves it.
PURCHASE
HERE:
TEASERS:
Excerpt from That’s a
Lie
I was instantly distracted as I walked into the
space. Seth. Shirtless. I don't think I need to explain
my lack
of focus. Or the drool.
"You lied to me," he said gruffly,
sitting on the barstool at my counter. His blond hair flopped in front
of his eyes, and my hands itched to push it back. Touching
him again the way I wanted to would satisfy only a millimeter of the need
I have, but it would relieve some of the pain. I turned around to hide my
thoughts.
"Ugh . . . I need
coffee," I said vacantly, reaching for my coffee maker. I didn't even hear
Seth move, but his hand grabbed mine and he turned me around,
placing his hands beside me on the countertop to trap me. My breath
caught, and I was positive he could hear my heart pounding in my
chest.
His blue-green eyes
screamed hurt and anger, but I didn't even care about him being mad. All
that mattered was the charge that thumped between us. I
was very aware of him. "You lied, Josie. You're not supposed to lie
to me.""Seth . . . Come on," I said, turning my
face away, unable to look at the raw emotion in his
expression. His hand dashed out and grabbed my
chin.
"How long, Josie?" he asked. I closed my
eyes, not wanting to admit anything. "Open your damn
eyes, Jos. Stop fucking hiding." His voice was
hard, but it was also full of desperation. I opened my eyes
and narrowed them at him. He didn’t understand that
I needed to keep him away from me. My life is tainted by darkness, and
he
doesn't
need that. Yes, I lied to the one person who I said I wouldn't deceive again,
but it was for his own good! "It doesn't matter,
Seth. I'm fine.""Like fucking hell it doesn't matter. I
haven't heard you scream like that since your nightmares
after you were
raped!"
The haunting reminder brought back vivid memories
of that time. He or one of my dads would come lay with me to help me
fall asleep. Every day that Seth wasn't in school, he was there with me, trying
to make
the nightmares go away. "Since the engagement party," I
whispered, looking down. I don't know why I admitted it, but I
think part
of me realized I couldn't hold on to all this pain
anymore. That's when my resolve started to break. How long
could I go on fighting the feelings that I have
for Seth? How long could I act like nothing hurts
me? "Fuck, Jos . . . ," he whispered back,
placing his forehead against mine. His signature smell of hay and apple pie drifted around
me, and I almost lost my footing from wanting him so bad. "You should have
told me.""I didn't want you to worry." "I worry about you
every second you're not with me, Pussycat. Every second that you hide behind
that
wall you've built, I wonder when you're going to
crack." His hand reached up to caress my face, and
I leaned into his touch. It was only an
infinitesimal movement, but I still heard Seth's breath hitch. My
lapse in self-control made him bold. He brought his
mouth to the side of mine, and kissed me. I couldn't stop the
whimper before it escaped my
mouth. "There you are," he whispered hoarsely
against my lips, always seeing me, even when I didn’t
want him to. I wanted to bask in the moment, but I had
already opened up to him too much. I pushed through
his barricade and ran back to my
room. "I've got to help Dad at the garage
today," I threw out as an explanation, and then I went to hide in
my shower.
OTHER BOOKS IN THE
SERIES:
That’s a Promise (Promises, Promises
#1)
SYNOPSIS:
Pain isn’t new to me.
I’ve been to hell
only to find it never really leaves when you get back. It haunts me through
nightmares, unrequited love, lies, broken hearts, and now death.
A monster almost took my
life.
My best friend
carries half my soul a world away.
My boyfriend broke my
heart but refuses to let me go.
And my father is
dead.
I don’t believe in
fate and I don’t believe in happily-ever-afters, but for some reason, I still
hope.
Live, even with a tainted
spirit.
Long for my other half to come back
to me.
Risk another broken
heart, just to feel loved again.
And refuse to let another horror
break me.
In the face of my
most recent tragedy, I have to decide whether forgiveness is something I can
give. But even if that’s an option, can I be forgiven?
PURCHASE
HERE:
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Victoria
Klahr (pronounced “Claire”) lives in North Carolina with her husband, daughter,
and furbaby, Stephen, Alexis, and Bandit. When she’s not daydreaming about book
boyfriends and fantasizing about being a badass heroine, she’s busy writing the
stories that keep popping into her head. She’s currently finishing the
Promises,
Promises series and plotting
multiple
spin-offs.
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