Showing posts with label Leah Holt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leah Holt. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Almost Glass

Title: Almost Glass
Author: Leah Holt
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 3, 2018

Broken. Shattered. Forever searching for something I knew I'd never find. . . Happiness.
I was a girl with no purpose, with no reason to keep going—I was barely living.
Life had been nothing but a cruel joke to me. I had found love, only to lose it. I had found hope, only to watch it get snatched from my arms.
I had nothing left.
But from the darkness came a man.
He saw something in me that I couldn't.
He saw life, he saw the girl that I had lost somewhere along the way; he saw a second chance.
With his help, I picked up the glass around my feet and put my life back together.
He gave me more than anyone ever could.
He gave me his heart.
And I wanted to give him mine, I just didn't know how.
I needed to let go of the past to truly let him in.
So I did what I never could before, I gave myself a voice. I wrote a letter.
And that letter changed everything.


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I'm not dead, but I should be. I spent five years of my life running. Some people run away and never really know why. They just go, never looking back, never thinking about the past. They write it off as if it never happened. But I know why I ran, I saw it every time I looked in the mirror or heard a baby cry. It was always there, replaying inside my head when my eyes closed, when there was nothing but silence surrounding me. There was no escaping those memories. No way to erase them from my mind or banish them from my heart. My only solace was having the power to numb it. That was all I could do. Until I couldn't anymore. I've wanted to tell my story for a really long time now, with the hope that maybe it could give other girls, just like me, the chance to see that life doesn't have to be a certain way. It doesn't matter how deep the hole is, you can always climb out. It's never too late, not unless it's your very last breath, and even then I'd still say keep on fighting. Fight for more air, fight for what's yours; fight for the right to keep going. What you go through doesn't define you, it doesn't have to follow you around like a giant black cloud. All of it—it only makes you stronger. I'm stronger now than I've ever been, but for some reason, I still can't find the strength I need to tell my story so people can hear it. I can't utter it out loud—shit, I can't even whisper what's inside my head. But writing it, that's different. When your voice isn't strong enough to float through the air so others can hear you, what do you do? Do you stop talking? Do you shy away from using your lips and trade it for silence? No. You transfer your thoughts and words into long strokes of ink, so your voice will last forever. . . You will last forever. My story isn't for the weak, it's not going to fill you with so much joy your heart will explode. What I can tell you is that I got my happily ever after, I just needed a hero to show me I had to work for it.
Growing up in a small town, Leah Holt's imagination was able to run wild. She loves to write romance that is full of broken heroes you can't help but fall in love with. Having three children of her own, life is filled with far too many cartoons and not enough bad boys. Writing has become an outlet for her to let out all of the dirty, forbidden thoughts inside her head. When she's not typing to the point her fingers hurt, you can find her downing coffee and trying to keep track of reality. Which is never easy when she'd rather have her nose in a book or creating stories that will leave you breathless and wanting more.
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Thursday, July 16, 2020

A Man In Uniform


Title: A Man In Uniform
Series: American Heroes (standalone)
Author: Leah Holt
Genre: Contemporary/Military Romance
Release Date: July 16, 2020
I fell in love once...
We were young, fresh out of high school. But I believed in us, I believed in our love.
He left to serve our country. Promising to always stay with me no matter where he was.
He broke his promise. He got on that bus and I never heard from him again.
So, I did what anyone would, I moved on. I left him in the past, right beside the broken heart gave me.
Five years came between us, five years for me to forget all about him.
Until the night he swoops in and saves me. The boy I remember has turned into a hard bodied soldier. His muscles are thick, his arms strong, protective, holding me like he never wants to let me go.
And his smile, his smile still makes my heart flutter.
I don't know what to do. He hurt me once already.
Do I forgive him and give him a second chance?
Or do I let go of this man in uniform?

What the hell is going on right now? I'm so confused. The last thing I can vividly remember is dancing at the club. Now, I'm face to face with a ghost from my past. I never thought I'd see him again, no matter how many times I wished for this, no matter how many shooting stars I watched cross the sky, and said his name as they disappeared, I never thought I'd wake up and he'd just be here. Slowly, I walk to the table and take a seat. Wyatt helps to push me in, handing me a fork, and going back to the counter. “You still like extra cream and sugar?” he asks. “Yeah,” I say, my stomach tumbling softly. “I can't believe you remember that.” “Of course I remember. I remember a lot more than just what you like in your coffee.” He winks, giving me a sexy little smirk. My heart lurches in my chest with that smile. It's that smirk right there that drew me to him in the first place when I was sixteen, that same smirk that made butterflies flutter in my stomach, and my skin flush, and my heart race inside my chest. It's the same smirk he would use after we had. . . Oh, oh no. No. No. No. My eyes jump to his, wide and on the verge of panic. “Wyatt, did we. . .” I pause, unable to even finish my sentence. He chuckles, and gives me a genuine smile. “No, we didn't have sex if that's what you're asking.”
Growing up in a small town, Leah Holt's imagination was able to run wild. She loves to write romance that is full of broken heroes you can't help but fall in love with. Having three children of her own, life is filled with far too many cartoons and not enough bad boys. Writing has become an outlet for her to let out all of the dirty, forbidden thoughts inside her head. When she's not typing to the point her fingers hurt, you can find her downing coffee and trying to keep track of reality. Which is never easy when she'd rather have her nose in a book or creating stories that will leave you breathless and wanting more.
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Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Man Seeking Woman

Title: Man Seeking Woman
Author: Leah Holt
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2019
I needed a job, and he had a special position just for me...


Man seeking woman; the job description was vague, but money was all I really needed.
On the verge of losing everything, I decided to take a chance and respond to the ad.
Turned out the man on the other end of the phone was August Burke, New York City's hottest bachelor.
Tall, muscular, dripping in sex appeal, his voice made your thighs tremble and your heart race. Most women would kill for one night with this man.
Except, what he wanted from me was way more than any man should ever ask for, and I'm not that desperate.
But, he won't take no for an answer. He decided he wanted something, and that something was me.
His offer could fix all my problems, it could erase the weight I'm carrying on my shoulders.
Only, I'm not the type of girl who will do anything for money...
Am I?


Growing up in a small town, Leah Holt's imagination was able to run wild. She loves to write romance that is full of broken heroes you can't help but fall in love with. Having three children of her own, life is filled with far too many cartoons and not enough bad boys. Writing has become an outlet for her to let out all of the dirty, forbidden thoughts inside her head. When she's not typing to the point her fingers hurt, you can find her downing coffee and trying to keep track of reality. Which is never easy when she'd rather have her nose in a book or creating stories that will leave you breathless and wanting more.
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