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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Blog Tour --- Unforgivably Broken by Maegan Abel (with Excerpt)





Title: Unforgivably Broken
Series: Broken #2
Author: Maegan Abel
Genre: Contemporary Romance 








Liliosa Cortez has spent years hiding from her past. Unfortunately, no one can hide forever. Now, she’s forced to admit her mistakes and make a decision. Does she let those around her in to help, or go at it alone? Conquer her demons head-on, or remain by Zane’s side while he fights his own?

Zane Tishler is a master at avoiding the difficult parts of his past. He learned early in life that charm will get you a long way in the world and deception is easier than hard truths. Sometimes, old habits die hard. When his past mistakes start making continuous reappearances, he is faced with some of the most crucial decisions he’s ever made.

It took a near-tragedy for Zane and Lili to admit their feelings for one another. If they could survive that explosion, wading through the debris left by the past should be a breeze, right?

When you have secrets, they can rip ragged holes in the ties that bind even the strongest relationships. When you know the secrets you keep make you a monster, one unworthy of love, you hold a power that can tear you apart from the inside... and take down those closest to you in the process.

What do you do when realize you’re Unforgivably Broken?







A soft buzzing sound came from somewhere close by, catching my attention. I looked around, seeing Zane’s jeans lying in a heap near the wall. I glanced at the nightstand and realized he must’ve left his phone in his pocket last night. I grabbed them and felt the weight of it immediately. I dug into the pocket and pulled it out, dropping the pants as I flipped it over and looked at the screen. It just read BITCH.
Lizzie. Of course. I considered answering it. After all, if I was his girlfriend, then it was my right, but I didn’t want to be that girl. Plus, I had no desire to talk to her this morning. As I plugged the phone into the charger, the call went to voicemail and I heard the bathroom door open.
“Hey.” Zane sounded amused and I realized I was still in just my bra and jeans, having been disrupted while looking for a shirt.
“Perv,” I replied, rolling my eyes playfully as I looked over my shoulder at him. “Your ex called while you were in the shower.”
“What did she want?” he asked, tossing his wet towel on the foot of the bed as he moved to his dresser to pull out a shirt of his own. I was momentarily distracted by the sight of the scar on his back. I tried not to look at it. Ever. It was so different from the tiny slice on his chest where they had entered to finish repairing his lung and remove the fragments of the bullet.
“I… uh… I don’t know. I didn’t answer.”
“Oh. Well, toss it here.” He pulled the shirt over his head as he turned to face me and the movement drew my eyes up to his face.
“You’re at twenty percent,” I warned as I unplugged it and slid it across the sheets. Zane’s eyes fell to my chest, reminding me that I needed to put a shirt on. And make the bed.
“Fourteen missed calls? Jesus,” he said, scrolling through his phone and pressing buttons before putting it to his ear.
“You left it on the floor all night,” I explained. He shrugged, clearly not caring as he waited for an answer. I went back to digging through my bag for a shirt. I needed to unpack and organize my shit if I was really going to be living in his room. Even temporarily.
I felt warm fingers along my spine and I shivered again, grabbing my shirt and standing up straight. Before I could even turn to face Zane, his lips were making a trail across the top of my bare shoulder toward my neck. My eyes fell closed automatically, my breath stuttering a little at the intimacy of the move. The shirt slipped from my grip as his teeth grazed the spot where my shoulder met my neck, his fingers deftly sliding my hair aside.
“Zane,” I said, not sure exactly what I was trying to convey, but with as close as he was, I could vaguely hear the phone ringing on the other end and it reminded me that he wouldn’t be able to continue. I needed him to stop. I needed him to keep going.
“Voicemail,” he mumbled against my skin. He leaned away to toss the phone onto the bed, but his hand immediately returned, holding my hair aside as he continued his path across the back of my neck. I was struggling for control, my knees felt unsteady in a completely foreign way and I couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen to my lungs.
His free hand slipped around my waist until his palm was flat against my stomach, holding my body to his. At my neck, his teeth returned, grazing directly over the tattoo between my shoulder blades and I let out a sound somewhere between a whimper and a moan at the feeling. Every muscle in my body tightened and I was achingly aware of just how long it had been since I’d been with anyone. He released my hair, using his fingers to slide my bra strap down my arm and out of the painfully erotic path he was creating.














Zane Tishler moved in with his brother after his nightmare divorce to find that his brother had taken in a “stray”, a punk chick with a bad attitude. Liliosa Cortez found a place to start over in a city built for hiding. But when her roommate’s brother moved in she pegged him for a pretty boy with enough baggage to fill a semi and major hostility toward women. But now, after two years, Lili and Zane have become best friends and the perfect “wingmen.” They’ve developed a system for tagging and bagging tourists. No strings attached. They are partners in crime who have managed to have the time of their lives in the City of Sin.

Life would be perfect if they could keep it this way, but a new player in the game makes both Lili and Zane face the feelings they had not been prepared to notice. What happens when dangerous shadows from a forgotten past find their way into the neon spotlights? What happens when the fuse is lit on all those emotions they have deeply buried?
 

Can they survive the explosion or will the backlash tear them and everyone they love apart?

When two pasts become one present in the searing Nevada heat…
When two realities collide under the lights of Vegas…
When two lives are threatened due to secrets and lies…

What do you do when you find out your perfect world is Perfectly Broken?








Maegan Abel was born and raised in Tulsa, Oklahoma where she still lives today. She has been an avid reader from a very young age and the top goal on her list of things to accomplish was to write and publish a book. During the summer of 2013, while working backstage on The Lion King, she read eleven books in four weeks. After reading her first New Adult book and being introduced to the genre, she felt she could totally relate to it. The idea for Perfectly Broken and the character of Lili was born backstage during that time.