Release Day Blitz – Breaking Skin By Debra Doxer

 

 

Title: Breaking Skin
Author: Debra Doxer
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance 
 Release Date: June 20, 2016

 


Blurb
“Deep down, we all want a no-matter-what kind of love.” Dancing is like magic. It makes me disappear. When I dance I’m not a sister or a daughter, not a lover or a friend. I exist in the moment, onstage, where I turn pain into art and pretend the illusion is real. My past is an abomination and my future is unwritten, but my present is pure, fluid, and focused. I’m content, or at least I think I am, until the night I meet a man who makes me want more.

He’s broken, just like me, but in different ways. He’s older and nothing like the men I’m used to. Compared to him, they’re all boys, immature and insipid, while he’s a force of nature, confident and virile. Virile is a word I’ve never used before, and I only use it now because he embodies it so completely.

At first, he fights the attraction between us almost as hard as I do. But when words like destiny and soulmate whisper through my thoughts, how can I ignore them? He can have any girl he wants, but he looks at me as if I’m the girl he’s waited for his whole life. How can I tell him I’m not that girl?

I wish I were enough for him, wish I were whole. But beneath my facade, I’ve been falling to pieces for a long time, and I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the downward momentum.
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My Review –
5 Find who you are Stars!!
Thank you so very much Give Me Books Promotions for sending me a copy of Breaking Skin!! Im very honored and grateful!! 🙂
This was my first time reading Ms.Doxer’s work and I truly loved it! Breaking Skin had a depth to it that I did not expect whatsoever. It’s full of heartbreak, surprises, true turmoil, and beautiful moments. I enjoyed the fact that things didn’t fall into place instantly and everything took time for the two main characters. Pasts are something that can haunt our minds even on the best of days and to see the characters struggle with that was painful. I believe we all need our escapes like the heroine had in dancing and it helps us breathe when we feel suffocated by life in general. I’m looking forward to reading more of Ms.Doxer’s work as soon as possible! 🙂

Nikki was a character who lived and breathed ballet. She was a mystery to me during certain points and I liked that as I kept delving deeper within the book I discovered different parts that made her who she was. Her drive and determination towards doing something that let her forget the world for a while was extremely relatable. My heart really broke for her and I hoped that she’d break free of her past so she could learn how to live.

Cole was a character who was a retired hockey player. He had secrets and a past of his own that consumed his thoughts. His connection with Nikki was different than anything he’d experienced before even though it took him some time to realize it. I was anxious to know more about him and I liked that he had a way of building others up rather than tear them down. He was sort of a bad boy in my opinion and I hoped he’d open his heart to more.

I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for a read that’s different and will keep you on your toes. I apologize if my review is a little vague but I thought if I mentioned certain things it might take away from the story for and that is the last thing that I want to do. Also, I adore the cover especially the butterflies. One-Click this fantastic and emotional read today! I hope you love it! 5 Stars all around!! 🙂

Excerpt
“What can I do to help?” he asks.

“You can kiss me.”

Cole goes still.

Wide-eyed, I gaze up at him. I can’t believe I just said that. God knows I want to kiss him.

“It doesn’t have to be anything more,” I say when he doesn’t move. “Just a simple kiss to relieve the tension, because we want to, because it will feel good. It doesn’t have to be a complication.”

Surprise flickers in his eyes as they search mine. He licks his lips but still he hesitates, and I want to scream in frustration. Where’s the Cole I met two years ago, the one who homed in on me like a laser at Blackburn’s? The one who in his own quiet way made it impossible to refuse him.

Before I can think better of it, I push up onto my toes and wrap my arms around Cole’s neck, pushing my body flush against his.

“Please,” I whisper, ashamed that I have to beg but willing to do it anyway.

His jaw flexes and thoughts war behind his eyes, but finally his arms come around me as his lips slant over mine. He pulls me closer, and when his hand fists in my hair and gently tugs my head back to deepen the kiss, I’m lost to him.

Cole takes control and there’s no slow buildup, no gradual descent. Passion consumes us, and it wouldn’t matter if a tornado came tearing through the yard. I wouldn’t notice. But somehow Cole keeps his wits about him. He drags his mouth from mine.

“Langley,” he says, his gaze focused above my head toward the slider into the kitchen. Thinking quickly, he moves us to the side, out of view.

“Did she see?” My heartbeat is frantic, my body strung tight.

“I don’t think so.”

We stand there and catch our breaths together. He rests his chin on my head because neither of us have relaxed our arms. We still have them wrapped around each other.

“A kiss between us is complicated, Nikki. Let’s not fool ourselves.”

Slowly, I unwind my arms from his neck. “Why? Because of Renee?”

He leans back to look at me. “Because of us. Because of how this feels.”

This feels incredible, but I can already sense him pulling away. He’s shutting down again, and my racing heart beats even faster because I’m going to ask the question that hangs between us. The one reason I’m most afraid is the source of his hesitation.

Author Bio
Debra Doxer was born in Boston, and other than a few lost years in the California sunshine, she has always resided in the Boston area. She writes fiction, technical software documents, illegible scribbles on sticky notes, and texts that get mangled by AutoCorrect. She writes for a living, and she writes for fun. When her daughter asks when she’ll run out of words, her response always is, “When I run out of time.”

 

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