Title: COLD
Author: Tania Cooper
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 5th
About Cold:
I’ve
forever felt like people were staring at me, judging me for the way I looked,
the bullying I endured in high school only fueled these thoughts.
Despite working hard at becoming a successful journalist, I was still insecure with my larger figure, it shadowed a lot of my success, especially since I worked in the land of beautiful people; LA.
Despite working hard at becoming a successful journalist, I was still insecure with my larger figure, it shadowed a lot of my success, especially since I worked in the land of beautiful people; LA.
But
after the number one quarter back in the USA, Kellan Hart, surprisingly pursued
me, then declared he loved me for who I was, my body issues just started to …
fall away.
But
they couldn’t be locked away for long. Plunged into the public eye, chased and
hunted by the media, tagged as the most talked about couple in the sporting
world, meant that everyone had an opinion about the hot athlete dating a plus
sized girl.
As
much as I tried to avoid it all, it was constantly thrown in my face,
insecurities rose their ugly heads again and I was forced to make some
difficult decisions.
Decisions that would have dire consequences on my life
and the people I loved.
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Exclusive Excerpt:
The
bright lights of the city are a blur as the wetness in my eyes continues to
well then fall down my cheeks, following the same path as the ones before them,
and the ones before them, as the car gains speed down the freeway.
My
mind is a flurry of hurt and doubt as I realise this will be my last day in a
place I once called home, a place I had friends and jobs that I loved, a place
I felt could make my dreams come true, a place I had a comfortable existence
in. But that is far from the truth now.
As
the car takes an unexpected sharp turn to the right, off the exit ramp, I hear
several cars screech and follow suit, cameras held outside their windows,
flashes going off trying to get an exclusive picture. Their incessant
harassment has finally become too much. Knowing that they’re trailing me again,
is the final nail in my coffin. My life, here, is really over. I’m actually
going through with this plan, a plan that hopefully will guarantee me some
peace and be the saviour of my fragile sanity. Even though it may cost me all
that is dear to my heart.
The
car turns sharply again, this time to the left, as the driver navigates through
suburban streets with white picket fences, breaking the silence of this quiet
neighbourhood, before continuing further into town and then swinging into an
underground car park of a closed shopping mall. My body is thrown left and
right as we race around corners and fly down ramps, trying to gain a few
precious seconds away from our followers.
The
car flies around in a full circle, flinging my head hard against the window,
before coming to a screeching stop. As my head begins to pound, doors open, men
shout, before I’m pulled from this car and shoved into the back of another,
while being told to lie down on the floor as a blanket is thrown over my curled
up body; and the chase begins again.
This
is only the first exchange of the night. It’s repeated four more times before
the plan is almost complete and I’m in the final car, looking out of the tinted
windows as the sun is starting to poke its head up over the distant horizon. As
we continue to drive along god knows what highway in the early hours of the
morning, a chill starts to descend upon my body, despite the warmness in the
confined space of this rented car.
I’ve
left everything behind. I have run from everything and everyone in my life, in
the hopes of salvaging what little left of me
I have. The psychologist that was helping me these past few weeks encouraged me
to go, understanding that my current situation was possibly going to get worse
and a clean break was the only thing that was going to save my slowly crumbling
heart and soul.
But
the chill descending is hard to bare. It’s soaking through my skin, travelling
along my veins and sinking into my bones. Shivers race up my spine, my body
shaking with that awful feeling, making my stomach turn over once again.
But
it’s still nothing compared to what he
has done to me, what he has left me
with. The only man to have ever owned my heart, the only man to have ever taken
my body, the only man to have ever claimed to love me. The first person to ever
truly help me feel comfortable in my own skin.
Then
in one night, he took it all away.
He
ripped out my heart and destroyed my life, all in one solitary moment. And I
was left standing there, with the truth seeping into my soul, the truth of what
this supposedly warm and loving man truly was.
And the heartbreaking truth, he was nothing but …
cold.
About the Author:
Tania Cooper, who lives in
Melbourne Australia, was searching for an outlet for her wild and crazy
imagination for a lifetime. Her book reading addiction lead her to finally put
pen to paper and fingers to keyboard, to create her own stories she can now
share with other avid readers. From the moment she first sat down and started
writing, she hasn’t been able to stop. Her writing passion is steamy Romance
and Paranormal novels, a little bit of poetry and even a few horror stories
that give her nightmares. Sexy men with tattoos and book boyfriends are her
addictions and she also has aspirations of being a screenwriter and film
director.
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