Too Good at Goodbyes, an all-new standalone
contemporary romance by RC Boldt is LIVE!
First
Top 40 hit at age seventeen? My first tabloid breakup
scandal quickly followed.
Earned
my first Grammy? Discovered Mommy Dearest was embezzling
my money.
Landed
a leading role in a movie? My fiancé called off our
engagement the next day.
I might have a multi-million-dollar
recording contract, a sold-out world tour, and more money in the bank than I
ever imagined, but every time I hit a milestone in my career, my personal life
suffers.
Then in steps my new bodyguard, rugged
and with a past I connect with. The closer we get, the more powerful my
feelings grow, complicating our professional relationship.
I thought Kane would be different. I
hoped he’d be the one man to stand by my side, undaunted by the fame and
attention that trails me.
The press calls me the “Ice Princess of
Pop” because of my unyielding façade throughout heartbreak and betrayal.
Perhaps it’s time to show them the real me.
With every syllable, I pour out my
emotions and allow them to puddle, forming lyrics from my soul’s breath. And
with each word, my broken heart cries out for Kane, begging him to help me
break this pattern.
To help me stop being so d*mn good at
goodbyes.
A stand-alone, contemporary romance.
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Excerpt:
SIMONE
Present Day
The Super Bowl
Halftime Performance
Hard Rock Stadium
Miami Gardens,
Florida
Facing what’s
estimated to be over sixty-seven thousand people with my favorite guitar
strapped snug against me, I prepare to sing my final song.
Standing up here
in front of thousands of fans is second nature. I performed in countless dive
bars before breaking onto the scene and securing my first record deal, then
moving on to sold-out world tours. Which means I shouldn’t have sweaty palms
like a preteen working up the nerve to talk to her crush.
My heart
shouldn’t be racing like a horse competing in the Kentucky Derby.
My stomach
shouldn’t churn as though I’ve eaten ceviche from a questionable food truck.
Tremors shouldn’t
affect my hands like a virgin embarking on their deflowering.
None of this
should be afflicting me. But it is.
Because of him.
Because of the
current state of my heart.
But this is how I
deal with heartache. With tragedy. With…life.
“This is a little
different, and I hope you like it,” I rasp into the mic. Noise from the
cheering fans is deafening, and like every time I perform, the surreal quality
never quite fades.
Tonight marks the
first time I’ll share a song I wrote about someone who eviscerated my heart
entirely. My other relationships—and subsequent failures—pale in comparison.
It’s no secret
that love and broken hearts inspire great songwriting. With regard to the
latter, it’s never hard to find someone mourning an unrequited love, suffering
heartache, or wishing they’d find their own glorified everlasting love.
But have you
noticed when male musicians write about it, they’re never on the receiving end
of the snide, sarcastic comments of, “Oh, poor thing. He’s rich and famous and
can’t find love. Boo-freaking-hoo.”?
Yet when I write
lyrics that are the closest thing to ripping out my heart and putting it on
display for the world, I receive the “She’s probably selfish and put her career
first” or “She probably cheated, and now she’s regretting it” or “Mm. So sad.
The Ice Princess of Pop is heartbroken.”
My response? Fuck
that noise. I’m writing from my heart and soul, regardless of how damaged they
might be at any given time. And as long as my fans continue to support me, I’m
going to keep on keepin’ on.
“I’d like to
dedicate this song to a special person.” I duck my chin, willing myself to
maintain composure. “It’s called ‘Embers.’”
Once I strum the
first note on my guitar, everything around me fades. My voice emerges from the
shards scattered within my chest where my working heart once was.
When I play that
final chord, I see tears streaming down the faces of the fans in the front rows.
And yet again, I’m reminded of something all too easily forgotten. That there
are others who can relate to lyrics written from my soul’s breath.
Because in
heartache, we’re never truly alone.
Review:
Another fantastic read by R.C. Boldt. I love the chemistry between Kane and Simone. You can just feel the pull from the first meeting. Kane is amazing and you might recognize him and a few others from Boldt's previous works. I love how protective Kane is of Simone. Even though Simone is one tough cookie.,I love her softer side that no one sees., as well as the public, I don't care what you say side. She is true to herself and doesn't let the media get in her head. I love the playful side that comes out of Kane and Simone. They will make you laugh and they will make you want to cool down. Too Good at Goodbyes is a book you will not be able to put down. I loved every moment of watching Kane and Simone find their way together, through both the happy and sad tears, but it is so worth it.
I receivd an ARC in exchangefor an honest, voluntary review.
I receivd an ARC in exchangefor an honest, voluntary review.
About RC Boldt:
RC Boldt enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people
watching, and singing karaoke. If you're in the mood for some killer homemade
mojitos, can't recall the lyrics to a particular 80's song, or just need to
hang around a nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she's your
girl.
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