Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Fighting Solitude book tour!!



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Fighting Solitude is Book Three in the On The Ropes Series by Aly Martinez and is Quarry’s highly anticipated story.
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**Each book in the series can be read as a standalone**


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Blurb
I was born a fighter. Abandoned by my parents, I spent my life forging my own path—one guided by my fists and paved with pain.
Untouchable in the ring, I destroyed everyone who faced me, but that’s where my victories ended. Outside the ropes, I repeatedly failed the few people who loved me. Including my best friend, Liv James—the one person I’d die to protect.
Even though I didn’t deserve her, Liv never stopped believing in me. Never gave up. Never let go. After all, she understood what I’d lost, because she’d lost it too.
Liv was everything to me, but she was never truly mine.
That was going to change.
I lost my first love, but I refused to lose my soulmate.
Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.
Fighting to be the man she deserves.
Fighting the solitude of our pasts.
Fighting for her.
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Excerpt
Fighting Solitude
Prologue
“Mia!” I shouted.
It was worthless. She’d been deaf since the day I met her.
She’d never once heard my voice.
She’d never heard the deep rumble of my laugh when she was excited, signing so fast I could barely keep up.
She’d never heard my content sigh when she barged into the locker room after a fight—just her presence soothed the lingering madness brewing within me.
She’d never heard me whispering my deepest fears into her ear as she fell asleep on top of me.
She’d never heard the reverence in which I cried her name each and every time I took her body.
And she’d never once heard the ease in which the words I love you tumbled from my lips as I stared into her deep, jade green eyes.  
But as I screamed her name while watching her petite body seizing in the passenger seat beside me, I’d never needed her to hear me more.
“Mia. Oh God. I’ve got you, baby.”
She was still thrashing violently as I made my way around to her door, yanking it open while pleading with whatever god was willing to help.
When she stilled, a whole new level of silence filled the air around us. It wasn’t the absence of sound.
It was the absence of life.
“Mia, breathe!” I roared as her chest remained agonizingly still. “Help me!” I screamed at the closed emergency room doors, but no medical savior rushed out with the miracle I so desperately needed.
My hands shook wildly as I released her lifeless body from the seatbelt.
“I’ve got you, just hang on. Please just hang on, Mia,” I whispered lifting her into my arms and sprinting through the sliding doors. “I need a doctor! She’s not breathing!”
Nurses rushed towards me in slow motion as the seconds without air in her lungs passed at a terrifying speed.
Breathe.
A doctor appeared with a gurney and quickly took her from my arms.
The immediate loss was staggering.  
Hope became my only solace.
She needed help that I wasn’t capable of giving her, but that didn’t stop me from following close behind as they rolled her away. I was on the verge of self-destructing; letting her out of my sight wasn’t an option.
I stood motionless in the doorway while doctors and nurses swarmed around her. Their mouths moved frantically, but without my hearing aids I was worthless to make out the words their faint voices carried.
I never wore my hearing aids when I was with Mia. There was no point. She rarely spoke with her voice.
We’d spent four years building a relationship with our hands.
Those hands had told me animated stories that made me laugh until my face hurt from smiling.
They’d fought with me relentlessly, but always ended the night raking down my back in silent ecstasy.
Her fingers had fluidly signed I love you more times than I could ever count—or forget.
But as I felt the nurse attempting to physically remove me from the room, my eyes became fixated on her limp hand dangling off the side of the bed. It was the only sight more frightening than watching her flail mid-seizure.
It ripped the heart straight from my chest.
That hand was supposed to be full of life.
It was the very essence of Mia.
Pale.
White.
Still.
Oh God.
Sucking in a deep breath, I held it until the room began to spin.
It provided me no relief even as it forced me to my knees.
There would be no distraction from this.
I was going to lose her.
Yet another woman I couldn’t save.  











My 5 star review of Fighting Solitude



Aly is a phenomenal writer. I have loved everything she has put out- her stand alones and her series. The On the Ropes series, is probably my favorite if I had to choose. I love the Page brothers something fierce, and getting a peep into their personal lives is amazing. That said, Quarry has always been my favorite- through Till and Flint, even though I only got glimpses, I was able to see what a great character he was. And the Page brothers- are the brothers that got a crap deal in life- but learned to make the best of what they had. And they all found the love of a good woman- to make up for the shit woman that their mother was.



Quarry Page. My man. I just love him. He is the youngest, but the toughest. He wears his heart on his sleeve for the most part- and emotions play a big part of who he is. We see him grow in this story, into the big bad fighter man that he is. And I loved every second of it. He was everything and more. He was all I ever dreamed of as an adult. I knew he was a special kid- but I am totally crushing on grown up Quarry Page. Like totally explicit things about Q. (note- I realize he isn’t real, but just let me have this…).



I am totally in love with this story- and I don’t want to give anything away about the heroine. She is probably my favorite heroine Aly has written- and that’s the truth. She is strong, and a huge tomboy- but also a bombshell. She doesn’t put up with anyone’s crap, especially Quarry’s. And she does everything for him and more. She is the epitome of strong woman lead. If I had to pick someone to play her in a movie based on this book, I would pick someone with a kick ass personality like Chloe Grace Moretz, and the Latina look of Gina Rodriguez, all rolled into one character.



There’s also one line that sticks with me throughout the entire book.



Every. Single. Day.



It’s repeated quite often- and each time, it’s at a pretty meaningful part. It was in the way they said it to each other, it was their admittance and their vow. It was there when they didn’t even see it was there. When they missed each other, when they loved each other, when they were reaffirming their feelings for each other. Those three words were more powerful than I love you to them. And I really enjoyed that part of it. And its mentioned twenty four times throughout. That’s how much those words meant to them.



I was so touched by this book, and so glad that the Page brothers got their HEA’s. It has been my favorite read of 2016 by far, and I hope that everyone reads this fantastic story.





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About the Author

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Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.
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