BLOG TOUR STOP~TRUTH by Aleatha Roming
Synopsis:
Claire Nichols endured the CONSEQUENCES of Anthony Rawlings’ vendetta.
When she first arrived to his home, her goal was survival. Through strength and compartmentalization Claire captivated her captor. Her resilience in the face of his rule threatened Anthony’s well developed plan. Domination became desire and power turned to love.
Their passion and adoration in a world of opulence appeared perfect. Yet, reality was a roller coaster of emotion. Claire’s world teetered on the edge of sanity as Antony monitored her every move. When given the opportunity to flee, Claire drove away. A fateful decision which set a well laid plan into motion.
However, unbeknownst to either of them, there were others who saw past the perfect facade of Anthony Rawlings. There were others who saw the TRUTH. Conspiracy and unfulfilled promises result in an early prison release for Claire. Not just a release – a pardon. According to the law, her crime never happened!
Will it be that easy? Faced with freedom from her past... can Claire seize it? Can she build a new life, mend her broken spirit, become the woman she once was, and seek her own revenge? Or is it all a game? And does the game master have different plans?
How does Sophia Burke fit into the puzzle that is Tony and Claire? Will her presence affect the future of this well esteemed man? Can he dominate twice? Is that his goal?
TRUTH continues the tumultuous saga of CONSEQUENCES, introduces new players, and uncovers more intrigue. Aleatha Romig skillfully weaves past transgressions through current deception to create a fervent world of obsessed desire. In this reality can an all-consuming relationship survive?
When buried sins are discovered they threaten not only Tony and Claire’s future -- but their very lives! Will the TRUTH be revealed in time?
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EXCERPT
The lounge was beautifully
contemporary, mostly white with colored lights, creating an awe-inspiring
ambience. She noticed a few other couples at nearby tables. Claire checked her
watch, as the other couples were escorted from the lounge. At two minutes
before seven, she found herself sitting alone, in the great expanse of the
lounge. Maintaining her mask of calm she watched as the archway filled with the
man from her past.
Memories of their last meeting in the
Iowa City jail flooded her consciousness. Tony’s presence filled the otherwise
empty room. The earth no longer rotated on its own axis, but on him. She had
compartmentalized away his utter dominance. As much as she tried to appear
aloof, the mixture of emotions raging through her, threatened to propel her
from the soft luxurious seat. Unconsciously, she gripped the arms of the chair,
hoping for stability. Claire feared, if not for the anchor, she might possibly
become airborne.
Her breathing labored as his gorgeous
form advanced closer. With each step, he narrowed the vast fifteen month
divide. He hadn’t changed. His perfect appearance was just as she’d remembered,
from his dark thick hair masterly styled in place, to his brown eyes sparkling
with electricity. His cheeks were raised, revealing a closed lip grin. And of
course, his suit was silk, tailored specifically for him, with cuff links
shining from the edge of his jacket sleeves. If anyone else had been in the
room, they would have disappeared into his all-encompassing aura. But alas, no
one else was present, except the piano player. And momentarily, even the music
dissipated.
From the archway to Claire’s table
could be traveled in a few seconds; however, it seemed as though Tony’s casual
stride fought an unseen tide. The seconds lasted minutes, hours, or perhaps
days. During the elapsed expanse of time and space, Claire remembered every
moment of their time together. Three years of memories compressed into a
fraction of time. Finally, accomplishing his journey – because Claire knew
Anthony Rawlings rarely failed at any endeavor–he stood before her table. She
fought diligently to remain calm and serene, as he politely nodded in her
direction.
His voice filled the cavernous room,
engulfing the otherwise empty molecules and stirring the cauldron of emotions
within her chest. “Good evening, Claire.”
She’d fought this fight before.
Admittedly, she’d rarely won, but nonetheless, the battle was familiar. Claire
pressed on, “Good evening, Tony. Won’t you please have a seat?”
“Thank you.” He pulled the chair from
the table and lowered his tall lean body into cushioned seat. She watched as
his dark eyes remained fixed on hers. Perhaps the rest of the world was gone.
It was the most plausible answer. Heaven knows she couldn’t see or think of
anyone else. That must be the answer, they were the only two people left, as
the Earth spun into a timeless abyss.
Claire once read time doesn’t pass at
normal speeds within a black hole. If one were to travel into a black hole for
only moments and return again, centuries would have passed. That explained the
sensation she felt, once again peering into his dark gaze. She wouldn’t look
away; she’d trained herself better than that. Then again, she reasoned, it
wasn’t an option. She couldn’t divert her gaze if she wanted. The hold upon her
stare was stronger than any ropes or chains made by man. Claire knew from
experience, submitting to the hold was her best chance at survival. Fighting
was a futile waste of energy.
As she felt herself slipping into her
old station, she remembered her cause. Claire remembered her friends and their
support. She recalled the advice of a good friend. She needed to ask herself, am I in fear of upsetting him? Does he make
me smile? She thought about her cellphones in her purse and her car in the
parking lot.
No! She could fight and survive. She
had! Within the milliseconds that transpired, she clawed her way out of the
abyss, time had not elapsed. She continued their dialogue. “It was nice of you
to accommodate my change in plans.” Taking a sip of her water, she fought the
dryness threatening her mouth and gestured toward a bottle of wine. “I took the
liberty of ordering us a bottle of wine.”
Tony smiled a devilish grin. Claire’s
insides tightened. His eyes lightened as he lifted the bottle and assessed the
label. “Excellent choice.”
Before their conversation could
continue, the waiter appeared at their side. “Monsieur and Mademoiselle, your
table is not yet ready. May I open your wine?”
Claire spoke before Tony could
answer, “Oui, grazie.” She noticed Tony’s smile broaden. In the past she
learned amusement wasn’t always a good thing. A small voice in the back of her
head warned her to proceed with caution.
After the waiter poured the wine, he
left them alone, literally. Claire couldn’t help notice the absence of others. She
tried diligently to keep her increased unease hidden.
“My, Claire, you continue to amaze
me. I see you’re trying to show me the new independent Claire Nichols.” She
didn’t speak. He continued, “You don’t need to work so hard. I’ve been
observing you from a far and am already impressed.”
“Tony, my goal is not to impress. My
goal is to show that I don’t need your observation. I’m doing quite well on my
own.”
“I believe you have surpassed my
expectations, once again.”
“And for the record, I was independent
before our encounter.”
“Yes,” pause, “I can see how you
would think that.” He sipped his wine, “Now tell me, what the point was with
the change in venue?”
“No point. I’ve eaten here and
thought you’d enjoy the cuisine.”
“I see,” he continued to sip the wine.
“That’s good. I was afraid you were trying to manipulate our visibility...”
Before he could continue the maître
d’ approached their table. “Excusez-moi, your table, it is ready.”
“Gaize,” Tony replied as he stood.
While Claire gathered her handbag, Tony politely helped her with her chair.
As she stood, she continued to fight
the old pull. It was as if she were slipping into Mrs. Anthony Rawlings,
perhaps not slipping, pulled–by an irresistible force. She needed to remain
diligent to be the independent woman she longed to be.
Walking across the empty lounge, Tony
placed his hand in the small of her exposed back. She didn’t fight the contact.
Actually, she fought the sudden desire to melt toward it. Memories came rushing
so fast, she barely had time to blink–the feel of his caress–his ability to
elicit emotions and desires–the warmth and security of his embrace. Although
her resolve diligently fought, her heartbeat quickened and fantasies interlaced
her recollections. Not only, did she remember his large strong hands; she also
remembered his tender mouth, firm steady chest, and tight abdomen. The slight
touch evoked memories of ecstasies they’d shared. Highs, which before him
didn’t exist, and elations she feared were forever extinct.
When his tall body inclined, allowing
his lips to hover near her ear, her body tingled. Then, without warning he
whispered, and her fantasy evaporated. Reality struck with a slap that only
real life can elicit. “I’m glad visibility was not your goal for this evening.
I would hate to disappoint you.”
REVIEW
Mother fucking hell!!!! Aleatha Roming just killed me. Before I attempt this review I have a few points to make.
Firstly Aletha Roming is undoubtedly the fucking best I both love and hate her for evoking so much in me, whatever this genre is she owns it completely. I am officially declaring this as the Aleatha Roming; this rule breaking crazy dark twisting intertwining cluster fuck roller coaster.
Secondly this review just like my review of Consequences will be different because this book is different special and unique so is my review will reflect that hopefully.
I was and is an Tony lover from Consequences but if I was I sure as hell would have been after reading Truth. We got to see a more human down to earth side of him in this book we learn a lot more about the events of the pass that lead to his quest for vengeance.
From the blurb we all learn that Claire is released from prison with a pardon. Her character developed so much I could not help cheer for her she took an opportunity and capitalized on it; she grew into this independent spunky feisty brave women with purpose and self worth.
She wanted to rid Tony from her life, which part of me agreed with she deserved a clean break and the chance to lead a normal life but part of me torn because I wanted her to work it out with Tony. This is the power of Aleaths's writing after all Tony put her through (even thought some of his actions were manipulated by someone else) I still wanted them to find a way to work it out (which I shouldn't).
After her release she set herself a mission to bring Tony to his knees and teach him that his actions has consequences, however she did not expect the conflicting emotions she would feel for the man that held her captive and sent her to prison.
"I think its true. Love and hate are very close emotions, both intense and consuming. Even after he left me in jail, and still today, I find myself struggling with those two emotions"~Claire
That quote right there is why I love Aleatha so much I was feeling both these conflicting emotions, I felt crazy for having such mixed feeling when any sane person would be happy and root for Claire to move on and forget about Tony. But Aleatha always finds a way to validate the feels she inflicts.
there was so many twist, turn and revelations I was in a constant state of shock how the hell Aletaha kept up with so many turns is beyond me this book is basically three different stories that intertwine and twist together.
Claire has a new life even a new friends with benefits. I like Harry (I never get his name right) he is the Anti-Tony which should be a good thing plus he is a very good and supportive friend to Claire but I felt like a traitor reading the parts where they were together. (Crazy I know).
I swear to God Aleaths's talents knows no bounds her ability to maintain and captivate ans hold you prisoner until the very last word is just crazy when a book is over 400 pages I always get the urge to skip a few pages. NOT with this series I found myself re-reading to make sure I read it right I never wanted it to end I could spend forever reading whatever she writes and I am dying to get my hands on Convicted.
I read this book right after reading Consequences but I felt the epilogue until now and I must say I was left breathless and bewildered I NEED CONVICTED LIKE YESTERDAY.
I can not express enough how AMAZING this book is. You will never read anything like it because Aleatha did not follow any set rules or pattern she wrote however she wanted which created a complete master piece.
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About the Author
Aleatha Romig is a bestselling
author, who has been voted #1 "New Author to Read" on Goodreads July
2012 - Present! She was also #9 most followed author on Goodreads - July /
August 3013.
Aleatha has lived most of her life in
Indiana growing-up in Mishawaka, graduating from Indiana University, and
currently living south of Indianapolis. Together with her high-school
sweetheart and husband of twenty six years, they've raised three children. She
works days as a dental hygienist but enjoys spending her nights writing. When
not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns, she likes to spend time with her
family and friends. Her pastimes include exercising, reading and creating
heros/ anti-heros who haunt your dreams!
Aleatha enjoys traveling, especially
when there is a beach involved. In 2011 she had the opportunity to visit
Sydney, Australia to visit her daughter studying at the University of
Wollongong. Her dream is to travel to places in her novels and around the
world.
CONSEQUENCES, her first novel, was
released August 2011 by Xlibris Publishing. October 2012 Ms. Romig rereleased
CONSEQUENCES as an Indie author. TRUTH, the sequel, was released October 30,
2012 and CONVICTED, the final installment of the Consequences Series, is
scheduled for release in October of 2013!
Author Links:
Website: http://www.consequencesbyromig.com
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