Wednesday, December 02, 2015

Blog Tour: Redemption by Alla Kar (Huntsville #1)

Redemption by Alla Kar
(Huntsville #1)
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: November 27th 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

His second chance may cost him his sweetest addiction …
The truth about NEVEAH’S cheating fiancée hit hard—but not as hard as her right hook to his jaw. After ridding herself of him she travels back home to Huntsville, Texas to her father and his boxing gym where she grew up. When she finds a beaten man in the woods beside her home, her entire life changes and things get—complicated.
Ex-con RAGE only wants two things—for the man that set him up to release his sister, and for him to burn in Hell where he belongs. After being released from prison, he heads straight to the man that put him there, only to be beaten and tossed in the woods for dead. When he’s found by the most beautiful girl he’s ever met, he knows he’ll have a chance to rescue his sister even though she doesn’t realize she needs saving.
Neveah and her father, nurse Rage back to heath, offer him a job at their gym and quickly find out that he’s amazing in the ring. Without them knowing who he is, he knows he’s been given a second chance to live his life. The only condition is that he has to stay away from Neveah, which is a promise he soon realizes is hard to keep. The feisty southern beauty normally gets what she wants, and Rage wants to give her everything.
With the truth lurking in the shadows, Rage must decide if his sweetest addiction is worth giving up his second chance.


I refused to go back into the stupid guest house although I’d been dying to see him. Dad had brought Declan his food and made sure he was content. I no longer cared if he was okay or if he was hungry. Well, not that much, anyway.  
Lucy yawned at my feet, and I rolled around in the desk chair at the gym. The day had just started, and I felt like I’d been there for three hours already. At least my new yoga pants were cute.
The phone rang, and I nearly jumped to answer it.
“Joe’s Boxing Gym. How can I help ya?”
Oh shit. The words in my mouth put on their brakes. There was no denying that Heath was on the other end of the line. I gathered my thoughts and cleared my throat. “Wrong number.”
“Please,” he choked out.
“How did you get this number?”
“I looked it up on Google. Please don’t hang up. I’ve been calling you for over a week. Nev, you just up and left? What the fuck happened? You don’t want to talk about it? Neveah, you punched me in the mouth. My lip is busted.”
“Can we try to work this out? Do I mean nothing to you?”
Oh, I’m going to beat this guy’s ass.  “I’ll tell you what happened. You fucked another girl. Or were you not mentally present for our fight?” I yelled.
A random kid walking by hurried when I gave him the death glare.
“Baby,” he cooed. “I’m not going to deny that I messed up, but you can’t just leave. We’re engaged. We can at least try to work it out. Let me come see you.”
Is he serious right now? I barked out a bitter laugh that I hoped gave him the notion that it was never going to happen again because it wasn’t. “If you show up at this fucking place I will chop your balls off and feed them to Lucy.”
A low laugh sent chills down my spine. I dropped the phone against the desk with a loud thud. I glanced up, Declan stood in the doorway. God. He was standing up, and he was tall—really tall. Holy shit, he’s staring at me. “What are you doin’ here?” I asked.
His tongue dampened his lower lip, and he tilted his head upward, giving me the perfect view of his square jaw. “I’m better, and I’m here reporting for duty. Is that a problem?”
Yes. “Does my dad know you’re coming?”
He smiled, and I clutched the desk for support. That stupid shirt was too tight to his arms and stomach. I could make out the ridges underneath, and my fingers ached to touch. I had to make a run to the store so that he could wear things his size. This isn’t working for me. “You better get that.”
Get what? I followed his pointed finger to the phone. Shit! Heath. The muffled sounds of his screams were distant. “Neveah? Who is that?”
“Don’t call me again. Bye,” I slammed the phone down on the receiver and sighed.
His boots thudded heavily against the tile floor, and when I looked up he was leaning over the desk, staring at me. God, he needed to take several steps back or I was going to sweat. “That must be the famous fiancée of yours.”
Who told him about that? “Ex-fiancée.”
He grinned, sliding the tip of his index finger along the mahogany wood of the desk. “I would hope so since Lucy is gonna be eating his balls and all.”

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My name is Alla Kar. I live in the deep south with my fiancé and Chihuahua. I love to write about alpha males, southern gentlemen and swoon-worthy men! :)

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