Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Blog Tour + Excerpt + Giveaway: Imperfect Truth by Ava Harrison

Title: Imperfect Truth
Author: Ava Harrison
Genre: Romance.
Publish Date: May 13, 2015
Review Source: eARC
I’m a blogger. He’s a writer.
He was my weakness.
I was his muse.

Once upon a time my marriage was built on love...
Until it wasn’t.

Where had we gone wrong?
I had given up hope…

But then he messaged me,
And his words intoxicated me.
Made me believe in love again.

Made me believe in truth.
My imperfect truth…

Let me start off with the dedication that is located at the beginning of the book. 

Dedicated to the ones who broke me.
Without you, I would never have had the strength to rebuild.

This. This dedication speaks volumes. I feel as if Ava wrote Imperfect Truth from a personal experience, and to be able to take a personal experience, and turn it into this beautiful, heart breaking piece of art, is just astounding. Imperfect Truth is a reread for me, and is in the top 10 of my books for 2015. This was such a great read. It was emotional. It was heart felt. I cried, I laughed. Hell, I even fell in love with Ryder Matthews, and believed that he was going to make Ava's life what she was searching for. Oh, was I wrong. I was so painfully wrong.

Ava is a married woman. Her marriage, at one time, a perfect marriage, is falling apart at the seams. Alex, her once loving, and attentive husband has slipped away from her. Being controlled by her mother-in-law has left Ava in a bad place. It has ruined her, and her husband for her mother in law to continue to push them away from each other. However, her husband refuses to see the truth in it all, and does nothing to remedy the situation. 

When Ryder Matthews contacts Ava, there is no doubt in her mind that something is blossoming from this new found friendship. Or is there? Ryder Matthews takes Ava in, makes her believe that she is everything to him. The twist that comes in the middle of the book is devastating. If you don't have a miniature anxiety attack over what happens to Ava, I feel bad for you. Ava Harrison did a wonderful job bringing the emotions to the page for the reader. 

Ava has to pick herself up after a close call. She shuts everyone out, and its a good thing for her in the long run. Sometimes you have to lose everyone in order to find yourself. And, if they aren't there when you do find yourself, they were never really there to begin with.

I felt that Imperfect Truth spoke volumes for things that are not what they seem to be. The conflict between Ava, and Alex felt so real, and I felt as if I were there in the room with them in that awkward silence that occurs when a couple kind of slips away from each other. I was excited when Ryder messaged Ava, and called her baby. My skin crawled when the twist in the plot came to light, and things unraveled from there. I cannot say enough about this book, and I sincerely hope that you one-click it.

As we head over to the bar, Ryder pulls me by the hand, and we step onto the dance floor instead. The vibe is electric, as the patrons rhythmically move to the music. I close my eyes, allowing the beat to permeate my consciousness. Ryder pulls me toward him, swaying his body with mine. We slowly begin to dance. The warmth that emanates from his body is a beacon to my soul. As our bodies touch, sexual tension radiates between us. We move together in perfect sync. Our breath is coming out in short, ragged bursts.

I feel sexy.

I feel liberated.

I feel free.

Desire courses through me. This is all Ryder. He keeps me in a perpetual state of need. Sensing my urgency, he looks at me with an expression that sends chills down my spine. His need to consume me is palpable.

He leans into me, breathing me in. I can feel the warmth tickle against my neck. My heartbeat becomes more erratic. His hand trails circles down my back, stroking lower and lower. He grazes the swell of my hip as I glide my fingertips up the side of his body. I stroke his torso ever so lightly as we continue to dance. Trailing my hands past his collarbone, I wrap my arms around his neck. I look up at him, and he smiles at me seductively, the curve of his mouth lifting so that it is barely noticeable.

"I want to taste you." His voice is husky.

I bite down on my lower lip as I take in his words. His fingertips trace the end of my black eyelet dress.

"I want to taste every part of you,” he says again in my ear, this time slower as his hand creeps under the hem. My skirt pushes higher up my leg as we continue to move our bodies against one another.

I stop moving and just stand there panting, feeling dizzy with need. I’m hyper aware that his fingers are now tracing circles on the upper part of my thigh. They are almost connecting to the cotton covering my most intimate place. On an exhale, he touches me so softly, I feel as though I might have just imagined it. As he grazes my sensitive flesh on the top of my legs, my breath hitches.

I’m frozen in place knowing I need to stop this, but I’m unable to pull away.

His eyes penetrate mine, daring me to stop him. But just as quickly as this game has started, it ends as he pulls his hand away.

“No, not yet. I want you to be only mine. Your thoughts, your body, your every desire. Until you’re ready, I won't kiss you, I won't touch you, I won't taste you.”

Copyright © 2015 by Ava Harrison

Ava Harrison is a New Yorker, born and bred.

When she’s not journaling her life, you can find her window shopping, cooking dinner for her family, or curled up on her couch reading a book.


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