~ Book Blitz ~
Ocean's Collide
(The Oceans Trilogy #1)
by
(The Oceans Trilogy #1)
by
M.A. DeOlmos
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Genre: New Adult
Release Date: December 3, 2013
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~ Synopsis ~
My name is Livie Marie Acosta. I am a firm
believer that childhood memories are supposed to be happy, joyous, and
beautiful. I also believe everyone else in life has just that… except for me,
of course.
I came close to having that once with my own
family. I had a loving mother that treated me like her little princess. My
father was, and still is, the biggest support system in my life, but even his
love isn’t enough for me at times. I would have been a proud big sister at the
age of seven, but Antonio Jr. was torn away from us before he was even born.
I was destined to be alone and hurt, both
emotionally and physically scarred.
The only skeletons that remained of my once
happy family was a father I adored, but who lived hundreds of miles away, and a
mother whom I had spent most of my own life saving from her demons.
Like many people, they are scarred so deep
that when they bleed, it is a reminder that they are still human.
I have a secret. A secret only I know about.
I keep my secret well, and keep it hidden from the peeping eyes of the world.
At least I tried… that is until two angels
barged into my life, and into my scattered heart. Their presence in my life
spun me on my heels, turning my world yet again upside down, and right side up
all at the same time.
What I find could either save me, or finally
push me over the edge.
Here is my story…
~ Excerpt ~
Livie and Lawrence
Livie and Lawrence
I heard someone clearing their throat, causing me to snap my head up
from my phone. Coming around the corner was a tall and very, very hot guy. I
must have turned into a deer caught in some kind of bright and sexy as hell headlights.
Since when did Paul Walker buff up and
open an MMA studio.
“Can I help you?”
Realizing my mouth was open, I snapped it shut and nervously stuffed my
phone in to my pocket. “Yes. I was actually wondering if the owner was hiring
for staff yet. I saw an article in the paper highlighting a new MMA studio
opening. Do you know where I can find the owner?”
“You’re looking at him, Sunshine.” I looked him up and down from head to
toe again.
“Serious?” He looked a little offended by my response, but he looked so
young to be in this business. He should be modeling or catching some hang ten
waves as a professional surfer. He had that look about him.
“Ouch, Sunshine. What’s wrong with me being the owner?” He asked
honestly while crossing his thick arms across his chest, and those biceps were
oh so yummy.
“Sorry… I didn’t mean for it to sound so rude. You just look very young
to be in this type of business. I hope I didn’t offend you.” His smile returned
and it instantly calmed me.
“Sunshine, you don’t have to apologize,” he said as he made his way
toward me. He extended his hand out and I took it in mine shaking it firmly.
Dad always said a firm handshake was a sign of respect. His touch was warm and
soothing. Something about him made me feel extremely comfortable. It wasn’t
just that he was sexy and looked like the delicious Paul Walker. His energy
enveloped me and calmed me for some reason. “I’m Lawrence Grant Hawthorne. Nice
to meet you.” Letting go of his hand I smiled back.
“Livie Acosta. Nice to meet you, too.”
“So you say you're looking for a job? Here at my studio?” He asked this
in a rather incredulous way. I ignored the dumb look on his face, because
honestly, he didn’t know I could put him on his ass in a second. I reached into
my shoulder bag and pulled out my portfolio. “Yes. I am interested in working
for you, especially, if you are going to turn this studio into an MMA training
facility. That’s what I read in the paper.”
He took my portfolio and opened it, keeping an eye on me as he perused
it. He flipped it open and skimmed through it. This guy was tall, and I had to
tilt my chin up just to make eye contact. God,
I hated being short right now! As quickly as he opened the folder, he
closed it and handed it back.
“Okay, Livie. You seem to have some experience in martial arts, and if
you want to work for me, you wouldn’t mind showing me what you’re made of,
would you?”
Cocky son of a bitch. I reached over, pulled my shoulder bag off, and laid it on the
counter. I emptied my back pocket of my phone and car keys. Smiling, I looked
up at him. “I thought you’d never ask.”
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~ About the Author ~
My name is Melissa DeOlmos, a newbie to the
world of indie writing. I live in sunny side Palm Bay, Florida with my two
lovely crazies ages five and two, along with my Law Enforcement champ of a
husband. I could say that writing novels has been a passion that I've always
pursued, but I can't. Writing for me has always been my own secret escape into
a land of wonders, opportunities, loves and so much trouble that I sometimes
wonder if I need medication for the stories that pop into my head. I am now
deciding to share my mystical mind and stories with the world, so that
hopefully others may also find that little something extra they've been looking
for. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy my books.
~Connect with Melissa ~
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