Wednesday, January 20, 2016

SALE BLITZ ~ Shuttergirl by CD Reiss

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Are you ready for a different kind of love story?  
Meet Michael & Laine in this Hollywood themed second chance romance by CD Reiss!

NOW ON SALE for ONLY $0.99!

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ShutterGirl Book Trailer:



  • I never forgot her. Not for one minute. Not from the last time I saw her, at seventeen, to today. I measured all women against her and all women came up short.
    But being with her was unfeasible in high school, and it's taboo now.
    I see her sometimes, but I've never spoken to her. She runs, or I run. We're in the same town, on the same block, in the same building, and the gulf between us is just too wide to cross.
    Until tonight.
    He was my high school crush, back when I lived in a world that didn't want me. He was the perfect boy, and I was the outcast kid from the other side of town. And when he held my hand I thought I could fit in, just a little. I thought I could be his and he could be mine.
    Then he left, and my life fell apart.
    Now we are the king and queen of opposite sides of Hollywood. And we haven't spoken a word to each other.
    Until tonight.

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Excerpt #1
I stroked his hair, waist deep in peace, all worry gone for the moment, and floating in no more than an ocean of gratitude. I must have been more vulnerable than I realized, or he’d reopened some wound with his kindness, because though my sweet reverie stayed, as the minutes passed, a layer of need fitted itself on top of it.
I needed to tell him, if not the details, the outlines of who I was.
“I want you to know,” I whispered, starting somewhere small, then everything I didn’t want to say spilled out. “I have stuff. I’ve never been to jail, but you know, it’s stuff, and it’s ugly, and it scares me. Because, I mean, you’re so perfect, and I’m… I’m just a mess. I’m not whole. I’m a bunch of pieces of a person I cobbled together.” My eyes got wet when I thought of the comparisons between us and that picture in my silverware drawer. “So if you have to move on when you realize that, I’ll understand. You have an image, and if anyone understands protecting a career, it’s me. I mean, I’ll be mad, don’t get that wrong, but also.” I swallowed and blinked, shifting my head so he wouldn’t feel the tear on his forehead. “I won’t blame you.”
I waited for an answer. Anything. A change in position or a word on any subject. The weather. Sports. Something. But all he did was breathe.
I smiled so wide, tears fell into my mouth. He was sleeping.

This is the first book I've read by C.D. Reiss, but I have her others on the "to be read" pile. I was impressed by her writing style, it flowed very smoothly. 

Laine is a papparazza, specializing in her high school crush, Michael. Michael is now a movie star, but he's the sweetheart, the dependable guy. Michael and Laine re-connect when he throws her camera over the balcony. Laine realizes that hanging out with or dating Michael is career suicide, but she can't resist the temptation and draw she has to Michael.

"I knew I was going to kiss him. But I didn't realize what kind of kiss I would get. It wasn't a sweet brush of the lips, but a groping, hungry meeting of bodies."

Michael has always thought of Laine, the girl who sat on the bleachers in high school. He secretly loves that she's there photographing him. He's as drawn to Laine as she is to him. He doesn't care that she doesn't fit neatly in his world.

"Laine, I want you. I care about you. You give me something I've never had before. You're a devil in high heels, but you....God I want you. You. Your body, yes, but everything else, too. I want to make everything in your world right. I can't help it. Let me in. Just let me in."

When Laine's past threatens to harm her, Michael steps in to try to rectify it and the situation snowballs from there. I think they both gave up a bit too easily, but at the same time, I think it needed to happen so they were sure of what they wanted going forward. It was quite an enjoyable read.  I give it 4.5*.

***ARC received for my honest review.***

This is Christine's first contemporary novel and I must say she did an excellent job.

I admire her way with words. She takes an action, and makes it her own and makes it beautiful.

I will admit, I was a liiiitle leery going into this, as actors aren't a favorite topic of mine. BUT, she has found a way to make it interesting, by using the other side of the coin.

Here we have a paparazzi woman and an actor. She's famous in her own right as"Shuttergirl", being a woman in the pap industry, but not just a woman, she's VERY good at what she does. Until she gets caught in the limelight and things get a little Topsy-turvy for her. The story between the two has that "forbidden fruit" or "star-crossed lovers" feel to it. It’s very intense and very captivating.

"He was my under the covers. He was my Los Angeles"

"She was right. It hurt, but she was beautiful, and she was right."

Of course, things are an uphill battle for the two lovers, but in this case, the angst and heartache is a necessary evil. I don't believe they could have become the people they have without their struggle.

"I'd been through a lot. I earned my tears. This snot-shooting, breath-catching blubber was mine, and I deserved it."

In the chaos Laine discovers who family is and what she wants to be in life and Michael gets to be a free man and live his life the way he's always wanted. Once they both figure out who they are, things click into place, and the pieces make a whole for this HEA.

I really can't say enough on how much I liked this take on a story that has been told many times before, she put a new spin and a light on it and made it her own. I really like her brain ;)

The only downside was there was a slight lull around 20/30-ish%  but, you get over the hump and right back into an engaging story.

I give the story 4.5 camera flashing stars

***Given an as ARC for my honest review***

CD Reiss
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CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.

Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did embed TV story structure in her head well enough for her to take a big risk on a TV series structured erotic series called Songs of Submission. It’s about a kinky billionaire hung up on his ex-wife, an ingenue singer with a wisecracking mouth; art, music and sin in the city of Los Angeles.

Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to give the toilets a once-over every couple of weeks or chop a cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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