Monday, October 13, 2014

Blog Tour + Review + Excerpt + Teaser + Giveaway: Emerge into Forever by Andrea Michelle

Title: Emerge Into Forever
Series: Shifting Series
Author: Andrea Michelle
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publish Date: October 12, 2014
Review Source: eARC

She escaped the doubt, and he embraced the moment.  Shifting apart then shifting together. Could they finally emerge into forever?

One secret broke his trust, which led to both of their heartbreak. They both learned that sometimes love just isn't enough. Until now.

Nothing with them had ever been simple and coming home to right his wrong would be no different. Josh was prepared to say or do anything to fix his mistake and mend what he had broken between them. He wasn't expecting to find out his worst nightmare had come true. As usual, though, not everything is as it seemed.

Riley was slowly spiraling into a dark hold of loneliness and despair without Josh. Rebuilding walls he had once broken down, pushing away everyone around her. One self-destructive mistake left her unguarded and vulnerable causing her past to slam into her present with painful force. Destroyed by Josh's assumptions then given hope by his reassurance, she climbs out of the dark and back into his arms.

Enough was enough and communication was key. No longer hiding behind walls and past screw-ups, they fight like hell for what they want. One another. Always wanting more.

Apart they are a mess, but together they are music.

"You told me once that I reminded you of the stars."  "Yeah and you told me to always remember the reasons why you love me when I looked at them."  "I did tell you to never forget."  "How could I?  It's... it hurts to now look at them.  They are no longer reminders of love, but of loss."  ~ Josh and Riley ~

This is a series that will take you on a journey of finding and learning how to love.  What happens when two young adults find that one in a million kind of love, but the world seems to work against them.  This is what happens to Riley and Josh.  The know what they feel for each other, but unfortunately things just seem to get in the way of them being able to find their happily ever after.  

When communication fails and time apart take effect, these two young adults have to try to see if the all encompassing love that they have for each other can stand the forces of which are against them.  But confusion leads to disaster and heartache.  This was what tore me up for these two through out the entire story.  Just when it seemed as if things could turn around and allow them the peace that I wanted them to so desperately have, it seemed as fate and the evil bitch that she is would find another way to throw a road block in their direction.  

I loved how Andrea Michelle allowed Riley and Josh to continue to have their best friends right beside them through the ups and downs that they struggled with.  With the way that she wrote them in gave the story that much more life and zing.  The drama and the twist and turns that she writes for Riley and Josh will have you sitting there with the proverbial knot in your throat trying not to cry.  Trust me, I found myself in this position several times.  Add into the fact that while they are fighting to find their path in life, the outside world continues to move forward with out them and yet they still seem to have to step back and try to keep up with the things taking place there as well as not to lose themselves completely in the darkness that seems to cascade around them.  

I can say that this is a set of books that you will find yourself falling in love again as if it is the first time, and remembering back to those young feeling of jealousy and hurt that we each at some point in life have had to deal with.  It will allow you time to reflect on the happiness that some get, and the insecurities that leaves others dealing with and questioning whether they can overcome them or not.  This story gives you the want for Riley and Josh to find that happily ever after even after dealing with the loss of a parent, circumstances out of their control, and the issues of being in college and learning the ins and outs of becoming a true adult.  In the end, this is a series that after all the reflection and emotional twist you will be glad that you took the time to read.

He traces my trembling lips with his thumb. “Please, look at me,” he pleads. His voice makes me do as he begs. I slowly give him what he wants and feel the weight of everything fall heavily on my chest. Suffocating me. He crouches down so our eyes are level with one another as he says, “I’m sorry. I will always and forever be sorry for hurting you. But this,” he grabs the bottle of tequila and holds it in front of me, “is not your friend. This is not going to fix anything for you, or between us.”
“Us,” I whisper it like it’s a foreign word.
“Yes, Riley. Us.”
Reality slams into me. I narrow my eyes and move around him. Forcing the distance he won’t give me. I can’t think straight when he is so close. His scent makes my head swim. Now, on the other side of the bar in the kitchen I can breathe a little. “What if there is no us, Josh?” I ask, because there isn’t.
His eyes darken and he makes a growling sound that makes me shiver. He obviously doesn’t understand my need for space because he joins me in the kitchen causing me to step back but I soon realize I have no escape. I didn’t think this through. I’m looking around and plotting how I will side step him, but he has me backed into the pantry door before I can implement this plan of retreat. His nearness, his scent, the dark look in his eyes is messing with my head and I feel dizzy.
He’s not smiling, not frowning, just looking at me—breathing me in, absorbing me. Trying to climb inside of me. My back flattens against the pantry and my breathing becomes ragged. My eyes are locked in a war with his. I shut them when his hands press onto the door on either side of my head—caging me in. He lowers his forehead to mine and his breath is dancing in front of my lips. I can taste it.
“There’s an us, Riley,” he whispers. “There will always be an us,” he exaggerates every word.
We’re both breathing heavy and fighting our demons. The ache in my chest is burning. The physical pain in my stomach like I have a hole there is killing me. I flatten my palm against my ribs and silently pray for strength. I know if I open my eyes that I will be lost in his—in the hazel depths that beg me to surrender. They always pull me in. The ‘me’ that makes stupid decisions like believing in love, in this, in him. I need her to vanish so I can breathe. She does exist, though, and she does believe. Stupid girl.
“It hurts. I just don’t want to feel this anymore,” I breathe the words out to him.
He rests his cheek against mine. “I feel it, too. Empty right here.” His words are whispered near my ear as he pulls my hand off of my stomach and places it over his heart, which is racing. I feel it beat erratically against my palm. I slowly grip his shirt as his hand wraps around mine. I lean my head into his as it drops to my shoulder. There we stay, just trying to catch our breath. Trying to save each other. I can feel his tears dampen my shoulder.
I open my eyes and turn my head just slightly into his hair. Hair that I love to touch and feel between my fingertips. He loosens his grip on my hand and I move it up the back of his neck where I thread my fingers into his hair just a little, which causes him to lift his head. When he turns to look at me, I softly gasp—he’s so close to me. We both just stare into one another’s eyes and take turns breathing the same air. He reaches his hand up to my cheek and I can’t help but lean into his hand. I’ve missed him so much.
“I’m sorry…so sorry,” he says feather light against my lips.
I’m in a tug-of-war with my emotions. I let my hand fall away slowly back down to my side feeling drained and conflicted. He trails his hands down my arms and I shiver from the soft touch. I can’t look away from his eyes. I can barely breathe. He interlaces our fingers and guides our hands up the door to both sides of my head. He presses his chest against mine as he leans in to kiss my right wrist, then my forehead and then my left wrist and back. Oh, God, give me strength.   He steps back and gazes deeply into my eyes, only then can I breathe. He pulls my hands into his chest. “Do you feel it? How it doesn’t beat the same. It’s all over the place without you, Riley. I’m sorry. Fuck, I’m just so sorry. I would do anything to take away your pain and make this all better. Go back and never leave you. I love you,” he says, holding my hands tightly against him, pleading for understanding.
I’m just overwhelmed with emotion. I feel vulnerable and cut open. I wiggle my fingers out of his grip and glide them up his face where I trace the lines of this boy I can’t seem to exist without. It makes him gasp. He squeezes his eyes shut and when he slowly opens them, we are both leaning into one another. Only when we touch can we truly be ourselves. The second his lips press against mine…I feel it, that flicker of life I’ve been missing. Our kiss is soft, sweet, apologetic and searching. His hands are holding my cheeks and mine are now feeling his heart race beneath my palms. And then we embrace. He holds me tight to his chest and I hold him because his arms are home to me.
He kisses my hair, “Can I take you back home?” he asks after several minutes pass of us just holding one another.
Speech is impossible and so I nod. If I open my mouth I will say too much, yet never enough. With my hand in his he guides us out of the apartment. 

Once upon a time in the boot of Louisiana, a young girl made a mess of things and began writing dark poetry to cope. She often found herself daydreaming and creating stories in a far away land that didn't exist and was always out of her reach. Her mission was to move on, find love and a reason to believe in the beautiful things in life. She didn't expect to be counting her blessings daily for all that she has found since then.  Her once dark poetry became colorful and bright—it became music. She found purpose and her make believe stories slowly vanished away. Her poetry also sat in the backseat, as more important things took priority. However, life can catapult you in the blink of an eye. A long forgotten coping mechanism of writing would once again become her escape. This time, though, she realized that this escape where she created stories was not a curse, but a gift. Embracing her voice, she breathes life into her characters and poetically weaves together stories for readers to enjoy.  She is no longer the young girl who feared the unknown, but is stronger and has faith that beautiful things will always be in reach. She is married to her best friend, and is a mom to three beautiful daughters who are her favorite cheerleaders. She is excited to have the opportunity to share her love of writing with readers. The stories are fictional, but they are real to her. She has always felt things passionately and this new journey as an author is no different. She is no longer looking back, but looking ahead to this amazing adventure with all of you. She invites you to connect with her if you desire to do so.


1 comment:

  1. Thank you for participating in my blog tour and for the lovely review. Much love.