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Saved by Hazel James
Title: Saved
A Battles Novel
A Battles Novel
Author: Hazel James
Genre: Romance
Release Date: June 21, 2018
Blurb
Leilani Moretti
Life is out to get
me.
me.
Humvee accident
that took my right hand? Strike one.
that took my right hand? Strike one.
Cancer three years
later that stole my breasts and hair? Strike two.
later that stole my breasts and hair? Strike two.
An overbearing
mother who seems to think I’m twelve, not twenty-seven?
mother who seems to think I’m twelve, not twenty-seven?
Yeah, I’m out of
there.
there.
I thought moving to
Oklahoma would give me a fresh start. I hoped life would finally cut me some
damn slack. But between the inept people at the VA hospital and a boss who’s
hell-bent on fixing me, I just want to be left alone. Haven’t I been through
enough already?
Oklahoma would give me a fresh start. I hoped life would finally cut me some
damn slack. But between the inept people at the VA hospital and a boss who’s
hell-bent on fixing me, I just want to be left alone. Haven’t I been through
enough already?
Clay Prescott
Joining the Army
and deploying to Afghanistan? Hard.
and deploying to Afghanistan? Hard.
Kicking an alcohol
addiction and starting a business combining fitness and mental health? Harder.
addiction and starting a business combining fitness and mental health? Harder.
Worth it? Hell yes.
Battles, my gym,
has been so successful that I hired a new employee—a veteran herself—to help me
open a second location. And that’s when it all goes to hell. Everything I’ve
ever stood for is called into question, and the one person I thought I could
count on disappears. I’ve spent the last ten years helping everyone else. What
happens when I can’t even save myself?
has been so successful that I hired a new employee—a veteran herself—to help me
open a second location. And that’s when it all goes to hell. Everything I’ve
ever stood for is called into question, and the one person I thought I could
count on disappears. I’ve spent the last ten years helping everyone else. What
happens when I can’t even save myself?
How can I help others when I can’t even save
myself?
myself?
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Excerpt
Having cancer is an invitation to be touched. Doctors.
Nurses. Sympathetic friends. An overbearing mother. For months, I dreaded
having someone else’s hands on my body.
Nurses. Sympathetic friends. An overbearing mother. For months, I dreaded
having someone else’s hands on my body.
But now? Now I crave it. Especially with Clay staring at me
like I’m the only one who can quench his thirst. I’d gladly be his water. The
glass. Hell, I’d even be the ice cubes if he’d give me a few hours and a
freezer.
like I’m the only one who can quench his thirst. I’d gladly be his water. The
glass. Hell, I’d even be the ice cubes if he’d give me a few hours and a
freezer.
“Um, will you tie me?” I give myself ten bonus points—five
for speaking coherently and five for omitting the word “up” at the end.
for speaking coherently and five for omitting the word “up” at the end.
He smiles and steps behind me, and my skin prickles in
anticipation. Even my goose bumps want to be as close to him as possible. But
none of that compares to the second his fingers brush the skin on my shoulders.
I officially take back every curse word I aimed at Rebecca when I opened my
suitcase.
anticipation. Even my goose bumps want to be as close to him as possible. But
none of that compares to the second his fingers brush the skin on my shoulders.
I officially take back every curse word I aimed at Rebecca when I opened my
suitcase.
I’m baking her a cake as soon as I get home.
“Is that too tight?” Clay’s voice is deeper, huskier, and
damn if that’s not the sexiest thing I’ve heard in…ever. I want to say yes, so
he’ll have to start over, but a girl only has so much self-control. He’d
probably say something like “how do you want it?” and then I’d turn around and
hump his leg because I’m all about hands-on demonstrations.
damn if that’s not the sexiest thing I’ve heard in…ever. I want to say yes, so
he’ll have to start over, but a girl only has so much self-control. He’d
probably say something like “how do you want it?” and then I’d turn around and
hump his leg because I’m all about hands-on demonstrations.
“It’s perfect.”
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