Walk Through Fire by Kristen Ashley Blog Tour: Q&A + Excerpt + Giveaway

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We are so excited to be participating in Kristen Ashley’s WALK THROUGH FIRE blog tour! Debbie recently posted her review of the latest installment of the Chaos series HERE. We also have a little Q&A with the Queen, Kristen Ashley, and an except for the latest installment in the Chaos series. So stick around, read the Q&A and Excerpt, and then enter the giveaway for a chance to win all the current books in this phenomenal biker romance series. 

Walk Through Fire

The flame never dies . . .

Millie Cross knows what it’s like to burn for someone. She was young and wild and he was fierce and even wilder-a Chaos biker who made her heart pound. They fell in love at first sight and life was good, until she learned she couldn’t be the woman he needed and made it so he had no choice but to walk away. Twenty years later, Millie’s chance run-in with her old flame sparks a desire she just can’t ignore. And this time, she won’t let him ride off . . .

Bad boy Logan “High” Judd has seen his share of troubles with the law. Yet it was a beautiful woman who broke him. After ending a loveless marriage, High is shocked when his true love walks back into his life. Millie is still gorgeous, but she’s just a ghost of her former self. High’s intrigued at the change, but her betrayal cut him deep-and he doesn’t want to get burned again. As High sinks into meting out vengeance for Millie’s betrayal, he’ll break all over again when he realizes just how Millie walked through fire for her man . . .

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Kristen Ashley Q&A

  1. What’s the hardest thing about writing a reunion love story? What’s the easiest?

The hardest is experiencing the emotions of the characters’ regret of actions taken that shouldn’t have been or time lost. Being deep in the heads of my heroes and heroines, that can be exhausting and, for my characters, crippling. But I love the familiarity they have, the ability to build on something that already has a foundation rather than having to create the foundation. No insta-love there!

  1. What can you tell us about High and Millie that we won’t find in the book?

High’s fighting a losing battle. Millie might embrace a house where there are coasters in only one room, and the woman can make a mess, but in the end, she’s still tidy (and so is Cleo, Zadie…not so much).

  1. What’s the last book you read?

Natural Law by Joey W. Hill. An erotica story that, bar none, was the best erotica I’ve ever read. Not the easiest, it’s BDSM and there were comfort zones that were stretched for me, but hands down the best. The characters were wonderful and wonderfully well-drawn. The dialogue flowed beautifully. The writing is exceptional and the story was exceptionally well-told. There’s humor. There’s excitement (of more than the sexual variety). There’s deep emotion. The sex was amazing and amazingly described. But it was the way Joey guided her readers through those tough bits—bits that were essential to the story, that she needed us to get through but she handled us and her characters with care, so instead of squirming with unease, you understand precisely what it means to the story—that boggled my mind (in a good way). She has a gift. I immediately downloaded the next in that series and can’t wait to read it.

 

  1. What has been your favorite experience as a writer?

There’s no way to pick just one. This is the best job in the world. The absolute best.

 

 

Walk Through Fire Excerpt

I beeped the locks and had a hand to the handle when I heard, “Lookin’ for me?”

When that deep, coarse voice came at me through the dark, my body became paralyzed, my eyes glued to my hand on the handle.

Then it kept coming at me.

“Bitch, followed you the last forty-​five minutes. Reb got in touch. Told me you hit Scruff’s.” On the next, the voice was nearer. “You’re lookin’ for me. So tell me what the fuck you want so you can quit lookin’ and I can quit lookin’ at you.” Slowly, I turned, my head going back automatically because I felt him close and I knew what close to Logan meant.

I was five-seven.

He was six-​one.

He towered over me, or at least that’s what it always felt like because he wasn’t only tall, he was also a big guy with a big presence.

And right then, it felt like that, especially since his big presence was an angry one.

His face was in shadows, I could barely see it.

But I could feel him.

And I could smell him.

God, I could smell him.

He didn’t wear cologne or aftershave. His scent was all his. And I remembered lying in our bed holding his pillow to me, my face shoved into the sheets, taking him in after I’d made him walk away.

His scent hadn’t changed. Not even a nuance.

Smelling it without warning felt like walking unsuspecting into the street and having a truck slam into you. And that feeling was so strong it was a wonder my body didn’t go careening through the trucks and bikes, slamming into them, shattering every bone.

He moved forward so he was in my space, the smell strengthened and my body tightened to guard against it.

“Woman, after all this time, whatever shit you gotta hand me, fuckin’ do it,” he ordered irately. “You got two seconds to spit it the fuck out. You don’t, you won’t get another chance, and you know I’ll make it that way. So this is your only shot. Take it or get in your fuckin’ car and get your ass outta my world.”

I stared into the shadows of his face, wishing with everything that I could see it.

Apparently, I did this for two seconds because Logan bit out, “Right. See nothin’s changed. Weak. Now get your ass . . .” he dipped his face to mine, “gone.”

And when he did, I got up on my toes and kissed him.

It was totally crazy.

But I also totally couldn’t help it.

He smelled so fucking good.

And he was Logan.

Close. Right there. His face in mine.

He jerked away, muttering a disgusted, “What the fuck?”

But the words or their tone didn’t penetrate.

I smelled him and I’d had a taste.

I was gone.

I lifted both hands to either side of his head, yanked him down to me, and went back in, going for it, giving it my all. Even when his fingers clenched painfully into my hips pushing them back to set me away, I held on tighter and shoved my tongue between his lips.

It touched his, just that, just a touch, and then I cried out into his mouth when I found my back slammed into my SUV.

But it wasn’t his way to get me to let him go.

No.

His head slanted and he forced my tongue out of his mouth when his invaded mine.

And that was when I was gone.

I was already gone but right then there was nothing to me.

Nothing at all.

Except my hands on Logan’s head, his body pressing mine into my car, his smell all around us, his tongue plundering my mouth, all this exploding fire everywhere.

He drove a hand into my hair, twisting it, the pain bristling over my scalp and I cried out into his mouth again even as I arched deeper, pressed closer, willing, like it had always been, to give it all because he was Logan, he got it all.

But also because I knew I’d get it back a hundredfold.

He swayed us forward so his other arm could lock across my back and he kept at my mouth as I rolled way up on my toes, pushing deep, wrapping my arms around his neck, consumed by the kiss and not giving that first fuck.

I was ready to ride it out.

No, I needed to ride it out.

No matter where it went.

He broke away and that was when my hand went into his hair, fisting tight in protest.

“That what you want?” he growled, his voice lower, the abrasion physical, and I shivered with delight.

I wasn’t entirely certain of the question but I answered a breathy, “Yes.”

“That’s what you want,” he repeated, a statement this time, seeking confirmation.

“Yes, Logan.”

He let me go but took my hand, his skin rough against my fingers. The feel of it back after all these years washed through me and I fancied I remembered every time, in quick succession, from the first night we met to the night before I broke it off when he’d taken my hand and guided me somewhere.

Lost in it like I’d always been lost in it, I followed blindly.

Attached to Logan, I’d go anywhere.

Even if we were walking through fire.

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Exclusive Guest Post: Pure Abandon by Jeannine Colette

PURE ABANDON by Jeannine Colette
 Adult Contemporary Romance
Cover Designed by: Okay Creations
Scheduled to release: July 14, 2015

KATHRYN GRAYSON has it all—a beautiful husband, new baby, and a life most women would dream of. But after putting her career on hold for her family, Kathryn sets out to reclaim the woman she once was.

When Kathryn meets her new boss, ALEXANDER ASHER, Manhattan playboy and heir to his family’s fortune, their relationship is heated… and not in a good way. The two are at odds, playing a cat-and-mouse game that has Kathryn pouncing.

Kathryn seeks the comfort of her husband, GABRIEL MONROE, an up-and-coming attorney who seems to have less and less time for his wife as his career takes flight, leaving her dreaming about the days when their love story was a fairy tale.

After a heated argument, a box of Twinkies and a very elaborate display of white roses, Kathryn and Asher call a truce. She unravels a deeper side of him, and they develop a fierce connection that leaves Kathryn wondering what is appropriate… and what is not.

When Kathryn becomes suspicious of Gabriel’s activities, she finds herself alone and far away from home with the charismatic Asher. After a night of drama, honesty, and pure eroticism, Kathryn’s will to stay away from Asher is tempted like never before.

In a battle of self-discovery, Kathryn must choose between them. Both men are devastatingly broken by her actions—and she can only fix one of them. But when she makes her choice, will he even want her after all that’s happened?

 

Guest Post

I love taking a realistic look at relationships. They can be
passionate and romantic and then they can be boring and mundane and even
difficult and trying. A relationship isn’t just about the wild
beginning but the journey it takes. The book tells the story of three
different relationships. Kathryn and Gabriel when they fell in-love,
Kathryn and Gabriel’s relationship today and Kathryn’s friendship with
her Alexander Asher. 
 
So many people say “cheating is a deal breaker.” I am one of them. I get it.
 

Now think about this. Take your #1 book boyfriend. I am going
to use Kellen Kyle from Thoughtless. Now, imagine he is staring in front
of you and he wants you to leave the world you know behind and go with
him. Would you? 

 
The book is imagined in a way that the reader has to stop and ask
themselves “what would I do?” You literally can not turn the page
without asking yourself that question. It is my favorite part of talking
to readers about the book. I love to know what their choice would be.
 
I am #TeamAsher all the way. (Yes, I am trying to make that a thing!)
 
Pure Abandon is a journey – Kathryn’s Journey. We all have an element
of our lives that feels unfulfilled. It’s human nature. Kathryn is on a
quest to reclaim the woman she thought she was going to be, but that life
comes at a cost.

 

 

 

 

 

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 About the Author

Jeannine Colette is a television producer, writer, mother, and philanthropist.
 
A graduate of Wagner College and the New York Film Academy, Jeannine went on to become a Segment Producer for television shows on CBS and NBC. She currently freelances in the television industry while attending to her children and pursuing her writing career. She lives in New York with her husband, the two tiny people she adores more than life itself, and a rescue pup named Wrigley.
 
Jeannine and her family are active supporters of The March of Dimes and the Hearing Health Foundation.

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