Since I'm still in Facebook jail

Being in jail sucks.
I can't post in any of my own groups which really makes things suck even worse. I love my girls in my fan group. I miss talking with them and getting to know them more. Sigh. The good news is I have only one more day left on my annoying restriction then I'm back! I'm really really really ready to get out jail. So I decided since I'm not able to post in my group, I would post here. 

Today I'm going to do something that I never really do. Talk about myself. 

I figured a lot of my new followers don't know me as a person, and all they see is just an author. But I'm more than that. I do keep most of my life private just because there's a lot of creepers out there. And since FB is getting worse every single day at putting authors in jail, I really don't want what I normally post in my fan group putting me in jail over and over if I were to post it on my page. I'm going to talk/type about 5 things you might not know about me. Hopefully you find some of these things interesting, but if not oh well. What you see is what you get with me ;-)

1. What to start with...OH I know. I grew up in a very small town in MS. This town was so small that everyone knew everyone. It has one one gas station but it does have a red light so that's a plus. But, if you blink you will pass right by it. Growing up there kind of sucked when I hit my wild teenage stage. You know the one where you're crazy about boys and just want to drink and have fun? Yeah I had those years lol. But with this town, if I planned on doing something bad for the weekend, like sneaking out of the house to meet a boy, my parents knew about it before I got home. There's so many times this would happen and my parents would ground me before I even went through with it. It was annoying, but over time, I got smarter...which led to stupid decisions but hey I was young and dumb. 
2. I was a hug tomboy growing up. I really didn't have a choice. I have 5 brothers, yes I know, and it just wasn't in me to be the girly girl. I wanted to go to the creek with my brothers and catch crawdads. I wanted to play in the dirt and climb trees. I learned how to take care of myself from my brothers. They would pick on me and tell me to go away because they didn't want their little sister tagging along. I didn't care. I went anyways. I'm still a tomboy. I hardly ever wear makeup. I really don't like wearing heels or dressing up fancy. Sometimes I do. Like for something special but normally if I'm not in my pj's I'm in jeans and a T-shirt. I love to hunt and fish. I miss going mud ridding. I used to ride horses and feed chickens. LOL. At one time of my life my mom and my ex stepdad (yes he's an ex now to my mom) had a farm going on. We had 8 horses, tons of chicken, rabbits, ducks, and lots of cats. For the mice of course. Can't have a barn without them. I'm getting off track. Growing up with so many brothers and basically around boys all my life was pretty great. I learned a lot and trust me when I say once I started finding myself and wanted to date, things got tricky. But overall, I know my brothers would be here for me and stick up for me no matter what. 
3. I used to be a cheerleader. Ha! Kind of sounds strange that a tomboy like me would be a cheerleader but I was. For a while actually. It was more of my moms thing. She liked to sign me up for it starting when I was five. Every year since I can remember, my mom would sign me up for summer camp for cheer-leading and for the pee wee squad. I really didn't mind. I actually enjoyed it for a while. It was fun. But the thing is, as I got older, I realized no matter how good I was at it, I was an outsider. All the other girls on the squad were the girly girls. The popular girls. I didn't fit in, but I didn't care. I still tried out once I got into junior high and high school. Granted for my sophomore year I didn't make it, and at the time I was disappointed, but then again I got a job and then I had money to go do other stuff. 
4. I have a degree in the medical field. 
Shocking right? Wondering why I'm a full time author instead? I'll tell you. I spent way to much time focused on the wrong career path. Some of it was because I listened to what others were telling me what I should do and the other part was I didn't have the confidence to do what I truly wanted. I have two loves in my life when it comes to my career. It's writing and decorating cakes. Looking back now, I could've had such a different life if I'd just listened to what I really wanted. Maybe things would be different, but I really believe everything happens for a reason. Even if I don't understand the path I'd taken back then, it's led me where I am today. Plus once I got my degree in all fairness, I did work at the hospital for a year, just so I could say I tried to make it work. I did work at a few bakeries too, so in a way I kinda fulfilled my second love. I still miss decorating cakes. It was fun and relaxing. It was exciting to create something for others and seeing how happy it made them. But I have to say once I decided to actually try for my long lost dream of becoming an author, there's no greater happiness than actually reaching this goal. So in a way it's sort of me giving you some advice: Do what you love. Don't sell yourself short just because everyone else doesn't agree or tells you differently. Go for what will make you happy. 
5. What to tell you for my last one...I really don't know what else to say lol. I'm just an ordinary person. I have tons of hobbies, I'm a collector of owls cause they're awesome. I read a lot of books. I watch tons of movies and TV shows. I'm sort of boring lol. But my mind, I wish I could explain it better, but my mind is VERY active. Sometimes it's a real pain in the ass. I'm constantly thinking about what to write, the characters, and a story-line. Most never make it to my Word Doc, but it's always there. I'm also a worrier. I guess it makes sense that I worry about everything and anything. My brain isn't wired to think of nothing I guess. So in a way it's a blessing and a curse. 


I think that's enough for today. Maybe this post will give you more into my world and hopefully you like me for me. I've said this before and I'll say it again. I'm not a fake person. Whatever I say on any of my social media sites, it's the REAL me. I don't hide behind a fake persona. Anyways, I'll post again soon. I'll have to think of something else to write about lol. 

xoxo

Saturday ramblings

Happy late Thanksgiving! I hope everyone has had a wonderful Thanksgiving with family and friends. My husband and I enjoyed our dinner very much and I for one, ate way to much food! I normally don't like the holidays as much since we moved overseas, mainly because holidays are a huge deal with my family. I have a huge family LOL. As in, I have 5 brothers, and aunts and uncles and tons of cousins. It's so big, that I don't know the names of everyone...that sounds bad but I think everyone knows what I mean. But, even though we can't spend Thanksgiving with our family, we did enjoy spending it with friends. My hubs is still eating freaking leftovers, so I guess I did a good job at cooking. We even put up our Christmas tree last night too! It's funny though, cause last year I couldn't put it up. Apparently while moving, we lost a piece to our stand, so we had to improvise! Worked out pretty great in my opinion. 

What do you like to do for the holidays? Is there something special you like to do? Growing up, we would always put up our tree the day after Thanksgiving and wake up super early to go Black Friday shopping. I did do the tree, but no shopping. Which is good for my bank account haha. 

Enough of my ramblings. I do have some news to share. 

In my last post I had said I had writers block. And I did. It was so bad and I was so worried I wouldn't pull out of it. Funny thing though, literally the next day after I made that post, I got a great book idea. I started writing, and even though I didn't get much done, I was so proud. Maybe I just needed a little break, I'm not sure, but you should know I'm very excited I at least wrote more than one paragraph. I'm excited that I've actually been "hearing" characters talk to me again. You have no idea how much this thrills me. Although this new book is looking more to be a novella, I'm still happy I'm slowly getting back at it. 

Another thing you should know, this novella is going to be about the secondary characters in Temptation. You will get some of Viktor and Ava, but this one is all about Trixie and Sebastian. I have had a lot of my beta readers ask for their story, and now that I'm thinking about it, I can see why. Sebastian's part in Temptation was left open and I could've left it that way, but since he's been talking to me, I've decided to go deeper into his story. Trixie, let's just say it's going to be an emotional ride for her. Her story is probably going to make you cry. But, l will give you a little hint.

Trixe is confident, strong, beautiful, but something that she never expected happens, and suddenly her life changes. 

That's all you get ;-) 

I can promise you it will be amazing, or as amazing as I can make it be. This novella is going to be called Addiction, and if you're reading this post, this short story is going to be a lot about some experiences I've recently went through. Maybe y'all will love it, some might hate it, but I'm actually stepping out of my comfort zone again for this book. I don't write these sappy love stories, but lately that's all that I can write. Maybe there's a reason behind it, I honestly don't know. 

BUT, of course there is going to be on kinky stuff. I wouldn't be me without that :-)

Anywho, I hope you're getting excited about a spin off to Temptation as much as I am. I'm shooting to be finished by December, so we shall see. I'll keep you updated, and I'm trying to remember to post...

Hope you have a wonderful weekend.
Until next time,
xoxo

Life has been crazy...

I know it's been a while since I last blogged. I did great there for a while, and I'm sorry for not being constant with my blogging. Sometimes I honestly don't know what to blog about or what to say. I don't know if all you want to hear is about my books or if you're interested in knowing more about my life and what I've been doing. For the most part, I try to do a bit of both, but other times, I like some things to stay private. I'm a very private person, and I hate when others talk about things that's happened just to get those sympathy votes. I am not that person.

With that being said, yes there has been a recent shitty things that's happened in my life. I will not say what it is. Only those close to me know what is actually going on, but just know for those that have commented or messaged me telling me if I needed anything, or they're thinking of me, THANK YOU.

My husband and I have gotten bad news and some days I don't really know how to move forward from it. But, just know I see where some of you have liked or commented saying you hope all is well, and I really do appreciate that. You guys have no idea how much it means to me to see that. Or even the messages telling me if I need anything to just let you know. I know it sounds crazy, but I really feel a connection to you, and just knowing you care more than I thought, well, it's a great feeling. It's one that I've needed and I hope you know how much I really do appreciate it. I strive on being true to myself, and refusing to be fake. What you see is what you get from me. I'm the same person, even if you've never seen my face or just follow me. Everything I post is not just a front. So when I make these types of posts, please believe me when I say, this is coming from the heart. This is genuinely written, with all the love and appreciation I have for each and every one of you.

Since the bad news, I haven't been able to write. I don't feel the urge to write anything actually, and I hope and pray that changes. I've had a few small ideas coming and going, but the need to type it out isn't there. I've never had this happen to me before and it scares me to death. Writing is my passion. It's my escape and my way of putting these million ideas and thoughts to use. I hope this block doesn't last. I know after I finished Temptation, I took a break, but I had no idea how much shitty news would affect my writing.

So, for those waiting for book 3 of the Worshipped series, I am very sorry it's taking me longer than I had anticipated. I really wanted book 3 to be at least halfway written by now. I just want you guys to hang in there with me. Please be patient with my block and as soon as I start up again, you will be the first to know. I'm going to try and get back at it in December. I have a few ideas to help motivate me into getting back into the crazy world of writing.

I just want to say another THANK YOU to all of my amazing supporters. Even if you never see this, I hope you feel the cyber love from me. Without you, I wouldn't have a reason to continue writing or publishing. You make me want to work my ass off getting you those stories you love, and before I hit publish it was just a hobby. It's still a hobby, but one that I want to work on everyday. I want to get that feeling back. Just know, I'm not giving up. I'm here to stay and I'll fight to get that writing urge back.

xoxo

This is kinda sappy...

As some of you know, I have been working extremely hard to finish my newest book Temptation. I have never, since starting this career path, have I wrote so much in this short amount of time. I can finally say I am done writing Temptation! The feelings are overwhelming, and honestly I'm sad the story has ended. I wanted to keep writing about the characters, about their lives, and how they continued to grow together. But, all good things must come to an end.

I will admit, when I wrote those two wonderful words, "The End", I cried a little. This is my third book and every single time I finish, I still cannot believe it. I never thought I would be where I am now in the indie world. To be quite honest here, I never expected to get here. I started writing because I loved to put words down and I loved how things continued to flow into a story. Worshipped will always be that one book that sticks with me forever. It was the starting point to all this, and it's still surreal to me. I love this feeling. It's hard to describe, but I will try.

Knowing I am doing something I love, well it's bringing me more happiness that I ever thought I could feel. Finishing something that I've worked so hard on is the best feeling ever. Writing has always been my escape, my way of going into a different world and experiencing a million different emotions. I try so very hard to make my readers feel those emotions. I want you guys to experience what I feel while you read my work. I feel this surge of accomplishment, pride, but most of all, I am proud of myself.

I love that I had my awesome fan group and my wonderful sister in law, pushing me to finish this book. There is no greater feeling than seeing how many people want to read what I create. I hate this book is over. I really do. It's the longest book I've ever written, and also my very first standalone. Temptation was my challenge in a lot of ways. The story line is completely out of my normal writing, and just knowing I've put together something different is amazing. I never thought this book would go the way it did. I never in my wildest dreams thought it would be what it is.

Temptation is now in the hands of my beta readers and my amazing editor. I'm so nervous for them to read it. I want everyone to love it as much as I do. There's no greater feeling than to read what betas have sent back, telling me how much they love the characters, and how much they already want more of them. Maybe one day I'll come back to them and write more. Right now, I think it's perfect the way it is. I know I already miss writing about them, and I like that I left it the way I did.

Possible novella for them later.

Now, it's time for me to relax and get my mind back into the darker side of things. The Worshipped series will continue on, and I hope to release book 3 in the beginning of next year. Jason and Karen's story is not over. Far from it actually. But, I have to get my mind back into their world. And it's a 180 from Temptation.

But I love it. And wouldn't change it for anything in the world.

I know this post is longer than my normal ones. I just felt the need to post this and to let everyone know how amazing it is to reach a dream. And I normally don't do sappy posts. LOL. I guess I'm feeling more emotional than I normally do on this one. There were parts in Temptation while I was writing that I had to walk away, because my emotions were all over the place. I cried when they did. I was angry when they were. But when they were happy, I was too. Maybe this means when you read this, or if you decide to pick it up, you will feel the exact same way.

I hope so, that's my main goal here.

Until next time...
xoxo

Breaking News!

I have made some new changes to my blog and I would love for you to check it out. I've added two new tabs. One where you can sign up now to order my books, which I will sign, and the other is ways to be able to contact me. Both I think are very important to share!! I am thinking about adding a "Coming Soon" tab as well, so you guys can keep up to date with everything I am working on. This new tab will include some snippets and teasers. Maybe I might even add a prologue to my latest WIP, Temptation. 

I hope you guys will check this out and see what you think about it! This is all I have for you today! I will get the new tab up and going soon, so please stay tuned!!

xoxo

Updates and Links!

Hi guys!

I know it's been a while since I've posted, but I'm trying to get back in the swing of blogging again! A lot has happened here recently and I want to share the news with you! 

First, my second book to the Worhsipped Series is out! Betrayed is live and ready for you to dive in and find out what really happened to Riley's BFF, Karen. I have to warn you, this book is darker than the first. Jason is very dark and twisted and I cannot wait for you to meet him! I actually love his character because he's more than the monster he thinks he is. 

Secondly, I have recently gotten back from vacation and I am back at writing finally! I know I have taken longer to get back at it than I thought. With my husband coming back from deployment then vacation, I haven't had the time to do what I love most. But, last night I can tell you I did write! Whooooo! 

Thirdly, I have decided to break a bit on the Worshipped series. But don't worry it won't be a long break! I am currently working on something different that the series. It will be a standalone, and I am over half way finished with it. It's coming along a lot better than I have planned and the feedback from my betas is amazing! If you've recently been tagging along with me on takeovers and events, then you will know what this project is. BUT if you've missed it, I will tell you! Here is the blurb and some teasers for you. 

Temptation

By Brie Paisley

Release date TBA

Official Blurb:

Temptation comes in many forms.

Most people are able to resist or fight against it. I am not one of those people.

I used to be the good girl. That shy and forgettable girl that everyone looked over. That girl that had her whole life planned out. But one choice, one bad mistake at a party, changed my life in so many ways. Gone was my mapped out future. Gone was the perfect image of the girl I was.

Then he came.

Viktor Matvei found me. He saved me. And then he offered me one of the biggest temptations of all. The chance to become someone else. I had a chance to be stronger, confident, and most of all, the opportunity to change the course of my life. If it were just me, the decision would’ve been easy but my thoughts are blurred with an unexpected return of my past.

Viktor lives and breathes his strict rules. He is demanding and he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. I know there are things in his life that makes him be the way he is. He is a temptation that I cannot give into. If I do, I fear there will not be a shred of Ava Walker left.

Now I have a choice.

Will I continue to fight Viktor? Or will I give into his temptation?

                                                  Add it to your TBR on Goodreads

I plan on being finished with Temptation by the end of this month. I really want this book to be out by December and I feel I can make this happen for y'all! I will post the prologue in a few days for y'all as well. But remember, if you want to join my fan group you are more than welcome. I post a lot in there and of course you will get the first look at new teasers and snippets. Here is the link for the group. 

                                                                  Brie's Beauties

I would like to point out that this group is a place to go and unwind and have fun. There are times nudity is posted, so please do not join this group to troll and report people. I won't allow that to happen. All of us in the group are super nice and sweet so please join us if you want to have fun! 

Lastly, I have a release day party coming up on the 19th and I would love it if you would come and hangout with me! I will have tons of prizes and awesome things to tell you there. Spread the word to your friends and join in on the fun! I also will announce what book will come next! 

Oh and before I go, keep a lookout for my google doc form for you to sign up for signed paperbacks! I hope to have this form done this weekend and posted by Monday so you can sign up. 

                                                               Betrayed Release Party

That's all I have for you today! I hope you continue to follow me and stalk me! Have a wonderful day and I will post again in a few days! 

Until next time...

xoxo 

To my amazing supporters

I really wanted to make this post for the readers, blogs, and to anyone that has helped/shared/liked anything of mine for the past couple of days.
I am beyond overwhelmed with how much you guys have helped me get to this point in the indie world. There is no way I could express how much I am grateful and appreciate everything you guys have done. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would ever get this far when I first started. That was 6 months ago and now, I am over 1,000 likes.
It's all because of you!
I have so much to thank you guys for and I hope everyone knows how much I love you guys for it. I had posted the giveaway on my author page and within just a few hours, I hit my goal. I had no idea it would jump that high just in likes so fast. I cannot thank you guys enough for that. Without you I wouldn't be here.
For a long time I have wanted to write. For the longest time I doubted myself, thinking that I wasn't good enough, that people wouldn't like what I wanted to write about. But now, I am so glad I had my sister-in-law pushing me to go for it. For me to finish and reach my dream. And now, I am so glad I listened. I am glad I pushed my insecurities aside and went for it. I never had high expectations for becoming an author. I honestly didn't know if my books would even sale. Now, I am floored with all the likes and friend requests. I love this part of being an author. Connecting with all of you and knowing more about you, makes me want to continue to write. You make it so easy for me to stay motivated.
I just want you guys to know I really appreciate all that you do. I wish I could meet each and everyone of you just to say "Thank You". Thank you, thank you, thank you guys soooooo much!

So, as a way to say my thanks even more....I have decided to post some on the second book to the Worshipped Series.
Betrayed coming July 2015

Prologue

Karen

When people say, “Those you love, and trust the most, hurt you more than you think possible,” they are not lying. I trusted a man that I thought I knew. I also gave him my heart. Like a fool I was, I had believed him. Had believed in him. Looking back now, I should’ve known better. I should’ve done something…..

Now it’s too late. I’m in way to deep to turn back now. He controls everything. Every move I make he watches me. I feel his eyes on me everywhere. I can feel his sexual desires with that smoldering look. Truthfully, I like that look. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help that my body knows his. It’s like being pulled into a fire, knowing you will get burned. I did my best to stay away….I tried to run. But now…now everything has changed.

I try not to think of the things I’ve seen him do. I try to ignore the blood on his clothes and hands. I know the darkness that pulls him. One look into those dark brown eyes and I knew. I chose to ignore my gut instinct telling me to stay away. I don’t understand what is wrong with me. He has changed me somehow.

I feel broken, trapped, not knowing what I should do, or which choice to make. My life was not perfect before, but it was damn near it. I had my own clinic. I was the best OBGYN in Southern California. I had my best friend, Riley, and my parents. He took me from everything.

I think back to the night I met him, before Jake’s Bar was burned to the ground. I still wasn’t sure who caused that. The police still didn’t know if it was an accident, or if it was arson. I saw him as soon as I walked in. As if he knew I would be there, he turned toward me, with a shocked look. At first, I didn’t pay him any mind. I thought he was like every other guy in the bar, trying to get laid for the night. I was still surprised he even bothered to come up to me.

“Can I buy you a drink?” He asked. I gave him an innocent smile, nodding my head yes. What girl wouldn’t want a hot guy buying drinks? He seemed nice, and holy hell he was good looking. Even though he was sitting I could tell he would be tall. Dark hair fell over his forehead, making my fingers itch to touch it. His eyes, oh, those eyes, I could get lost into those deep dark brown eyes. When we locked gazes, I felt my heart start to race and how I felt that invisible pull to be near him was overwhelming. I assumed he either worked out a lot or he did some sort of hard labor work. His black shirt was tight around his biceps and around his chest. I don’t know if he noticed me checking him out, but I definitely liked what I saw. I had thoughts of us together, doing things that I normally never think of. I am not a prude, but I have never reacted to a man this way before. Then I noticed a little bit of a tattoo showing on his arm, and I was curious to know what it was. The urge to know more about him was something new to me altogether.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I took a look around the bar while he got us drinks. I was surprised to see Cammie there, and more surprised at that she wasn’t alone. Good for her. I was glad Riley hadn’t fully turned her off from meeting new people. I gave her a friendly wave, and turned back to the bar. I was glad the bar wasn’t overly crowded. Granted it was a weekday, but it was nice not to be filled with grabby men and their horrible pick up lines.

“Thanks for the drink,” I told him as he set my beer in front of me. He didn’t say anything in return. He took a long drink of his beer, and seemed to be thinking of what to say. I’ve been told I was hot, but I didn’t think I was intimidating. He swallowed a few more times and turned to me. I waited patiently for him to say whatever he had to say. When he just stared, I raised an eyebrow. “What? Cat got your tongue?” I teased. I was never the one to sugar coat anything. If I had something to say, good or bad, I would say it. My parents always told me I was born without a filter.

 I got a smirk for that, and he said, “This wasn’t what I was expecting.” He said as he leaned in closer to me. I had no idea what he meant.

 “How so? You normally don’t buy random strangers a drink?” I retort back, trying not to think of how sexy and husky his voice sounded.

“No, that’s not what I meant….Ah…” he cleared his throat and asked, “What’s your name?”

 “Karen. And you are?”

“Josh.”

 I realized “Josh” wasn’t much of a talker. I took a drink of my beer and asked, “What do you do for a living Josh?”

A woman walking by laughing with her lover brought me back to the present. I sighed, wishing I could somehow go back to that night. Or would I? I still wasn’t sure if I would change anything that happened that night. The moment Josh had bought me that damn beer my life was changed before I even realized it.

 I lay back on my beach towel and try to forget where I am and whom I am with. Yes now things are different, but I can still feel him watching me. I close my eyes listening to the waves and try to forget everything for once. But forgetting has a price, and apparently, I don’t have enough money in the world to forget.

Karen                                 

“Let go of me you son of a bitch!” I scream at him. I try fighting him, but he is much stronger than I am. Josh grabs me by the arm, dragging me to the car, and I don’t want to go with him. I thought I was being taken home, but when we stop at his home and he comes out with a bag, I panic. All I know is something is happening with Riley, Isaac, and Conner, and Josh went all cave man on me. I don’t like this. Okay I like the alpha male thing he has going on, but I have a bad feeling about leaving with him. He stands me next to the car, and I think he starts to sense my panic. He grabs both of my arms and makes me sit inside the car. The way he looks at me, so hard and demanding, makes me instantly stop fighting him. I have seen that look before, and every single time, it scares me, but I know I cannot go with him. This is not right.

 “I swear to god I will kick you in the nuts so hard if you don’t let me go!” I scream at him as he slowly backs way. Josh has the nerve to smile at me! He is being a real asshole! I try once more to get past him, but he is bigger and a lot stronger than I am. Against my efforts, I am pushed back into the car. He locks me in, and walks around to the driver’s side of the car. He gets behind the wheel and slams the door shut. He sits still for a moment trying to regain his composure. I can see how tense he is as he grips the stirring wheel until his knuckles turn white. His breathing is coming out in pants and he closes his eyes almost as if he is looking for some sort of inner calm.

I know Josh is different from any other man I have been with before. He is more dominant and to put it nicely, he scares the shit out of me sometimes. I know he is fighting his own demons, and I also know he has done some bad shit before he met me. Of course I have to find out strictly from my instincts. Josh never would open up to me about anything from his past. I don’t know if that is a good thing or not.

Josh turns to me and I can tell whatever is going on is really bad. I have never seen that look before. He looks desperate. For what I don’t have a clue. “I’m so sorry Karen. This isn’t the way it is supposed to go. I’m sorry”, he tells me over and over.

 “Josh, what the fuck are you talking about? Now is not the time for secrets and for you to be vague. Tell me what’s going on.”

 I think for just a second he is going to spill for once. Then I feel the needle go into my arm. I look at him hoping he sees my confusion and anger for what he’s done to me. I have no idea what he injected me with. When he starts to look blurry, my guess is he used some sort of sleeping drug. As I fade out, I can hear him say, “I’m sorry. And please forgive me.”

I wake up hours later feeling groggy and I feel like my mouth is jammed full of cotton balls. My muscles ache, and my head is pounding. My thoughts are foggy and I have no idea why I cannot remember anything before this moment. I don’t know where I am. I groan and I feel a hand touch my face. I immediately jump away, not knowing who the fuck is touching me. I slowly open my eyes and I see Josh sitting beside me looking worried. At first I don’t understand why he looks so worried and…..sad maybe? He quickly masks his emotions from me. Out of nowhere, it all came back to me. Josh throwing me over his shoulder and making me leave Riley’s house; him dragging me into the car and my personal favorite, him stabbing me with that fucking needle and drugging me. I sit up, and instantly regret that. I want to yell and hit him for doing this to me. I can’t understand why he is doing this?

I give him the evil eye as I ask, “Can I at least have a glass of water?” He nods and leaves to go get the glass for me. While he is gone I look around to see where the fuck I am. It is so hot and humid even though we are inside a cheap motel. At least I think it’s a cheap motel. It smells like dirty feet and the walls seriously need to be repainted. The TV looks like the one my grandparents had. It still has bunny ears on the top. At least there are two beds. Not that I want to sleep in them. The bedding looks worn and needs to be bleached down. I don’t even want to see what the bathroom looks like. God I need to get out of here.

Josh soon returns with my glass of water and I take it from him without a word. He doesn’t deserve a thank you. I watch him as I drink the entire glass. He stares right back at me, almost taunting me. What is he thinking? I can never tell. His moods change faster than I can think sometimes. Like right now. He watches as I finish the water and I swear he looks proud. These drugs are having a weird effect on me. I sit the glass down and sit up straighter. I have a feeling we are about to have a huge fight, but I am not backing down.

“I need you to tell me what the hell is going on. I need answers and you will tell me,” I say with the most demanding voice I can muster. Yes I am blunt and straight to the point, but I am always a coward when push comes to shove. Josh thinks my demanding questions are funny. He chuckles that damn sexy husky kind of chuckle, and he moves right in front of me.

 Our noses are almost touching as he says, “You are to never demand anything of me again. I will tell you when I am good and damn ready to. You will do as you’re told. We wouldn’t want anything happening to that pretty little ass now would we?”

 Shit. I can’t help it. I cringe and back away from him. I’ve seen him like this only a hand full of times, and when I did, I was scared of him. Scared he wouldn’t see reason, or lose control and actually hurt me. I don’t know if I can get through to him like this. There has to be some way for me to get him to talk.

He is still inches away from my face, and I can smell his musky male sent. His breath is hot, and smells sort of like cinnamon. He needs to step out of my personal space, but I don’t want to be the first to move any more than I already have. I feel this is some sort of test….Is he waiting to see if I will move away first? I can’t help myself, I move first and damnit, he looks pleased with that. I lower my head, not wanting to meet his intense gaze. My face flushes and I know it is red. Fuck me, I don’t understand why I am embarrassed, but I am. I don’t like the way he makes me feel. My body, on the other hand, loves this side of him. We’ve had sex before, but he always seemed to keep his dominant side in check. It was never like this before. He is being more intimidating, and the way my body is reacting to him, scares the shit out of me.

Josh puts his hand on my chin, making me look at him. His dark brown eyes gaze into mine, and I can feel his need for me. I know he is trying not to lose control, and I try not to look away. Using his thumb, he rubs my chin, sending chills all over my body. I know he cares for me, at least I think he does, but I still don’t understand why he took me away from everything. I want him to confide in me, but I don’t want to push him. I learned the hard way before all this shit went down, not to push Josh into anything.

 Josh trails his hand down my face a few times before going to the back of my neck. He grabs me, hard enough to get my full attention, and pulls me forcefully to him. He is breathing hard, as he says, “Do not push me again. Next time I will not be so nice about putting you in your place. Now, I want you to take a shower and we will eat. Then I will decide to tell you what you are doing here.” He lets me go with a little shove, and I rush into the bathroom. I shut the door, and thank the heavens there is a lock.

I put my back to the door, trying not to cry. This is so unlike me. I am not this person. I am stronger than this. I do not run away and cry behind closed doors. Hell I don’t ever cry. I haven’t cried in a very long time. So why do I feel the need to do so now? This man is so confusing!

 God help me, I don’t know what has come over Josh, or over me. He has never grabbed me like that before. No one has ever put their hands on me the way Josh has. I am shocked, but I don’t know what I am more shocked of. Is it the way he acted, or is it the fact that I liked it? I am so ashamed of myself for feeling turned on by that. I shouldn’t feel the need to come, or the way my nipples are begging for attention as well. I want to scream. I know if I hadn’t been with him before I wouldn’t feel this way. Or that’s what I am trying to convince myself.  I shake my head trying to clear my thoughts. I need a plan and I need it fast. I have to get out of here before either Josh seriously hurts me or I give into whatever he thinks is going to happen. I don’t trust him anymore not to hurt me. Hell, the way my body is betraying me, I barely trust myself.  

Before my life was turned upside down by this, I wanted to trust him. But deep down I knew I couldn’t. I knew there was something different about him and I am glad I trusted myself not to give my full trust. I even thought I loved him. Maybe I still do, but now, God I don’t know how to feel. This isn’t normal. Shit like this does not happen in the real world. In my romance books yes, but this isn’t real. He is trying to break me. Little does he know, it takes a lot to break me down.

Jason

I watch Karen run to the bathroom as if the room caught fire. I don’t want to scare her, but fuck me, I needed to show her who was in control. It has been to long going without letting my darkness out, and now it wants Karen. I held out, doing everything I knew to do in the past few months that we’d been together, but I didn’t have that release anymore. There is only so much running a treadmill in the ground and punching the hell out of a punching bag can do for a man like me. This is all Karen’s fault. If she wasn’t so goddamn sexy and mouthwatering, I probably could have more control. I know she doesn’t realize how much her pretty little ass begs for me to have my hand print on it. Or her hot lips on my hard cock.

I need to leave before I break down that fucking door to the bathroom, and fuck her hard like I really want. I really have no idea how I manage not to hurt her already. I get up and grab the keys to the piece of shit car I have. I shut the door, and hope to God Karen dosen’t get any bright ideas and decides to leave. She has no clue we are in Texas and I know she will get lost in this part of town. I chose it for a reason. No one looks twice at someone like me, or calls the cops when they hear screaming, or a gunshot. Plus I am running low on money and I need to grab more from Frankie soon.

 I get into the car, wishing it isn’t summer time. It is hotter than hell right now, and the damn AC in the car decided to take a shit half way here. That thought makes me regret having to drug Karen. I didn’t want to do it that way, but she gave me no choice. I saw in her eyes she wouldn’t leave her friend. I understood why she didn’t want to leave Riley, but I couldn’t let Dominic get to Karen.

That of course, was the plan all along.

The night I met her at that bar, I had not expected the curvy and fucking hot as hell blonde that walked in. My mission was to have a way in to learn more of what Isaac and Conner were up to. As soon as I saw her, my dick went fucking crazy. I literally had a hard on for her the whole night we talked. I honestly didn’t know she was even going to show that night. Funny how fate can be a bitch at times. In a way I think I saved Karen from a very painful death. The plans Dominic had for her, I couldn’t even start to think about that. It brings out every demon I battle every day and makes me think of Rachel. I shove all those thoughts away and get back to the task at hand. I need to meet Frankie to get my money, and then grab food. I have to do all this fast. I have a feeling Karen might run on me.

I pull my cell out of my pants and dial up Frankie.

 “Yo. What you need my man?”

“I need to set up a meet. Running low on funds, and I know you still owe me. Meet me in twenty and we will make the exchange.”

 I hang up, not waiting for his yes. That little fucker has no choice. I took a lot of shit for saving his ass, and for covering for him when a drug deal went sour a few years back. One thing about this business I’ve learned is to always call in favors.

I drive to the spot were all deals go down in this part of town. It isn’t much, the damn neighborhood is run down, and it looks like a ghost town. Hell I think the only people who lived here are the druggies to strung out to get anything better for themselves and the hookers. I pull up by an alley, and get out the car. I an early, but I can’t sit in the car in this heat.

I pop the trunk and get out my 9mm. I make sure it was loaded and put it in the back of my pants. Another thing I have learned over the years is to always be prepared. Never can tell when some asshole will try and shoot your ass for whatever you have going down. I choose to hide my gun because I don’t want to scare Frankie off. I just want my fucking money. I lean by the car and cross my arms. I don’t want to sit and wait. Because damnit, every time I have a free second I am thinking about Karen. I have no idea why she means so much to me. I don’t love her. A man like me can’t love another person. But fuck me, she is more than I expected. I love how short her hair is. I love that button nose and those luscious lips. She has nice tits, more than enough for my hands. And God that fucking ass of hers. I can’t wait till I can leave my hand print on it. I want her ass nice and red for me and only me. I shouldn’t have handled her so roughly earlier, but hell, she was demanding shit from me, and that shit I couldn’t let happen. She needed to know I was in control and she was to do what I said. No questions asked.

I shift my weight and have to adjust myself. Never fails, all I have to do is see or think about Karen and I am ready to fuck. Yeah I know, every guy is the same and yeah I used to use other women the same way I wanted Karen, but she was different somehow. I haven’t figured that part out yet. I feel a pang of guilt wash over me. Thinking of her again. Rachel.

 I didn’t feel the same way about her as I do Karen. I wanted to care about Rachel that way, but for some reason, I just couldn’t. Fucking hell. I stop all those thoughts from surfacing. No way can I be in control thinking about the fucking past.

I am pleased when I see Frankie’s ford ranger pull up right on time. He gets out, looking around as if he is about to get jumped. Good. Little shit needs to stay on high alert right now. I have no idea if Dominic knows if I left town with Karen or not. I am hoping for the latter. That will definitely buy me some time to get my shit together. And hopefully get Karen on board. If not, I have a plan B.

 I meet Frankie in the middle of our vehicles and tell him what I need. I hadn’t thought he would come prepared, but I was very glad when he comes back from his truck with the 50k I need. I have a feeling I wasn’t going to be the only person coming into Texas. I can tell that Frankie is a little nervous about this exchange.

“What is it Frankie?”

“It’s nothing man. I just wonder what you need so much money for.”

“It’s nothing to concern yourself with. Just know if I call you for anything else, you will be ready. Got it?”

“Yeah man. You know if you’re in some sort of trouble I have your back. Call anytime.”

I nod my head at Frankie, my way of telling him I will do just that if need be. I take one more look at him, thinking he has grown up a lot since the last time we did a job together and I turn to leave.

I stop by a local grocery store right by the motel and I grab a few things I think we might need for a few nights. I don’t plan on staying at one place for more than a few nights in case anyone tries to follow me. I don’t know if I want to take Karen to Mexico yet, but I hope she will be more willing with time. Maybe if I tell her what is going on she would want to go.

If I do tell her some of the things I have done, I will have to be straight up with her. Totally honest about it all. Don’t think she would fall for my shit, but I know she at least needs to know my damn name isn’t Josh. I hate when she calls me that.

As I make my way down the aisle in the grocery store, I’m not picky with the items I grab and put into my cart. I don’t fight the surge of pride that courses through me as I stand in line to pay for the items I picked up. Providing for my woman. The thought makes my cock twitch and I start to tap my foot impatiently waiting for the lady in front of me to finish paying. Whether Karen knows she is mine or not, isn’t the point. She will soon know who she belongs too. Finally I am able pay for the items and I notice the cashier hasn’t looked up at me once. This is good. If for some reason the authorities question her, she won’t have a clue what I look like. That makes it easier for Karen and I to disappear. I walk back outside and my forehead starts to sweat. I wipe it off with my shoulder on my shirt. I open the car door, and I have to step back feeling the heat coming out of it. I get in, and wish my seats weren’t leather. My ass is on fire, and I can barely touch the steering wheel to drive off. I suck it up, knowing I need to leave and get back to the motel. Yes I realize the motel I chose is a dump, but like I said before, it was the perfect location at the time. I drive back as quickly as I can. I pull in the lot and I park right by our door. I grab the shit and I pull out the room key. When I walk in, I am expecting to hear the shower still going, or at least see Karen on the bed waiting for me. What I see instead makes me see red.

She fucking ran.

 Knowing she ran from me, makes the darkness inside of me fight and claw its way out. I try to fight it back down, but fuck, the urge to let go and let it out is stronger. Somehow, I manage to regain some sort of control. I have to be in full and complete control to be able to think.

Goddamnit! I wasn’t gone more than thirty minutes. I toss the bags down and I walk back outside. There is no way she could’ve gotten far. I figure she only has about ten or fifteen minutes ahead of me, and she doesn’t know where we are. I hope some poor asshole doesn’t give her a ride, because I am in no mood to let anyone walk away untouched.

I couldn’t tell you why I went right instead of left when I pull out of the motel’s parking lot. I am going on pure instinct, and something is telling me to go right. I drive around for a good twenty minutes before I see her. She is walking on the side of the road, trying to flag down someone to give her a ride. A black sedan pulls up beside her, and she gets inside that damn car. Why would she get inside a strangers vehicle is beyond me. Does she not realize that stranger can take her anywhere and do anything they want? I might be a monster, but there are still worse monsters out there.

 I am seeing red still, and I take a deep breath, trying to make myself calm down enough to follow them. I notice the car isn’t going to the highway, but instead is taking Karen to a bad part of town. I have a bad feeling. This part of town is the worst part. And fuck, being a monster myself, it is telling me that this guy is just as bad as I am.

 I make sure my 9mm is loaded, and I turn off the safety. When the car pulls in front of a crack house, I know why that bastard brings her here. There is a mark on the side of the house and I know all too well what that sign means. Karen, I am sure, is freaking out by now. The sedan parks and I jump out of my car in a flash.

The driver doesn’t even see me coming to his side of the car. I take him by surprise when I jerk him out of the car. The asshole think he can wiggle his way out of my grasp, but I refuse to let him go. The things I know he would do to Karen just adds fuel to my rage. I hear her run to me, telling me to stop hitting him, to stop what I am doing. I have no control over my actions at this point. The monster within has broken free and it will not stop until it’s finished.

 Again I blame Karen for this fucking mess. I turn my gun to the bleeding bastard, and not even thinking twice of it, and I pull the trigger. I leave him with four bullet holes in his chest. I have to make sure he is dead. I can’t risk him living, and telling anyone about Karen and me. I turn to Karen, and the look I see on her face instantly makes me regret killing him in front of her. Her screams send chills down my spine.

The chills don’t come from how horrified she is of me. Or how disgusted she is. It’s from the kill. From standing over a man’s lifeless body and feeling that rush of power run through my veins. The rush I get from taking someone else’s life is unlike anything. Fuck, it’s almost as good as sex.

A part of me knows I should not be feeling this way after taking someone’s life. I tell myself over and over that I will stop and I will never do it again, but the truth is, I crave the next time after I kill. It is my darkness. It feeds off the power and all the intense feelings I have after. I have no idea if I can ever stop being this way.

Reviews

Good morning world! Or afternoon in my case.
I hope everyone is having a fabulous week! Mine has been pretty laid back. I have read lots of books, which is amazing. I have figured out recently that being an author and a reader is kind of hard. Either I read to much and have no time to write, or I write all day, with no time to read. I should just never sleep. Who needs sleep anyways??
But, I do believe I have finally have some sort of balance between the two. We shall see.

I wanted to make this post today to talk a bit about reviews. They are sooooo important to the indie community and they really do help out so much. That being said, if you have read Worshipped, please oh please leave me a review. Honestly, if it's a low star review, I want you to leave it anyways. I know the reviews I have gotten so far have been awesome. For my first book 15 reviews is pretty sweet. But I know there will come a time that someone won't like what I write. That's fine! LOL I know you can't please everyone, and I would rather have HONEST reviews than someone trying to be nice. That's the whole point of leaving a review right?

That being said, there is a right way and a wrong way to leave a low rating review. I don't know if some people just go with what their emotions are telling them or not. For an example. If I read a book and it leaves me in a emotional mess, then I will wait a day or two before posting a review. Some books leave you pissed off and angry. When that happens your review will reflect how you feel. I know I read a book once and I was so mad that I wanted to rate it a 3. But after taking like two days to think about it, and when I finally left my review, it turned into a 5.

So emotions do play into review. Or at least I think they do. I am not trying to tell you how to write your reviews. NO WAY I would ever do that. Just wanted to give you some food for thought. Like I said before, if you feel my work deserves a 1, give me that 1. Seeing your take on how you felt about my work will make me a better writer.

But, I won't drag this out all day, cause let's face it, reviews is a touchy subject in the indie world.


Here is what some bloggers and reviewers had to say about Worshipped. Maybe this will make you want to give it a go! If you do, then I thank you for giving me a chance!!

Hope you have a great day and rest of the week!! Make sure to follow me! Here is the list of where to follow me at!

In case you missed it

Hi everyone!!
I just wanted to say how awesome blogs are!! A lot signed up for the cover reveal for Betrayed, and I am just so happy about that!! I still cannot believe so many amazing blogs are willing to help support me and my work! It's truly an indescribable feeling...
But I hope that the blogs know how much I appreciate them sharing. I don't want to be one of "those" authors that don't say thank you and then blogs don't want to work with me cause I'm a bitch...I promise I am far from that. Hell I am from the south, and southerners, are super sweet and extremely nice. My mama didn't raise me to be a bitch...

So, in case any blogs missed it, I will say this again! THANK YOU FOR BEING AMAZING!!
I love you guys so much and without you, well, indies wouldn't make it as far. I hope all the blogs see this, because sometimes blogs do get over looked and some don't get the thanks they deserve.
Thank you again to all the blogs that helped with the cover reveal yesterday! <3 you guys!!

And in case anyone missed the awesome reveal, I will post it for you! I love this cover and my cover designer is amazeballs!! She is so talented!!

Isn't she a beauty? Gah it's just so awesome! LOL I can't think of a better word for it. I am beyond speechless. 

This one is for Ebooks. Hell it's just as beautiful. I still don't have an exact release date yet, but I know it will be sometime in July! 

Thank you again for being so supportive! Not only to the kick ass blogs, but to the readers as well! 

It's been awhile....

Wow! I had no idea it has been so long since I posted! Oops! I forget that I have a blog now...still fairly new to all this and some days, I am surprised I don't forget my head. If it wasn't attached, I would.

Anyways! I hope your weekend was awesome! Mine, not so much LOL! It was the same ole same ole. But at least the weather here in Germany was very nice! My sweet boy (my dog) and I went on a few walks, played outside, and he laid with me while I soaked up some sun! Oh, I got some writing done as well! (Will go into that in a bit). I also got a bit of reading done! Whooo! Pretty productive weekend I must say! 

On to the book world news!!

I have noticed that there is a LOT of drama circling around about bloggers, readers, and authors. While I personally do not know the story, I just want people to know that this kind of behavior is crazy to me. Don't shoot me! I would never hound a reader for a 5 star review. If the reader feels that my work deserves a freaking 1, give me that 1. Being honest with your review is what makes us indies do better. We take that feedback and figure out ways to make the next book, or work, better. BUT that being said, there is always a way to write a low rating book for a review. Just because its a one star, doesn't give the person reviewing the book a reason to bash an author or bully them. That is even crazier. 

I love blogs. Bloggers are the most important thing in the indie world. They do a lot and I didn't realize how much work goes into blogging until recently. I have come across a few blogs that aren't as great, but hey, not all blogs are perfect. My thought is, if the blog in question does something you as a reader or author doesn't like, message them. Why tell the world? To me, that is disrespectful. I'm sure this post will piss people off, but come on. This is my opinions. I just don't understand the whole drama. 

I stay far away from it! I would rather go and hide then worry with the drama. It has become nothing but a drama fest on Facebook now and I really don't get it. 

But we will move on from all the boring stuff and get to the awesome part!!

BOOKS!!

As you all know by now, I finally finished book 2 of the Worshipped Series, Betrayed! The cover reveal is coming up very soon and I am super excited for everyone to see it!! There will be a lot more coming from this series. I did start working on book 3, only to throw my hands up in defeat when no inspiration was coming. I don't know what was really going on with me with this one. I know what I want to say and where I want it to go, but the words just evaded me!
So, instead of making myself crazy worrying about it, I started another book. One that has been in my head for a very long time I might add.
This one has nothing to do with the Worshipped Series. This is a whole new and completely different book. Well then I have written.
This book will be a standalone, and I want to tell you, but I don't. I don't want to jinx myself with how great its going for me right now. I really think the way its flowing so good, I could possibly be finished by the end of this month.
Okay I'll tell you but I have no idea when I will release or any details. I can only give you a title. And a teaser. Hell, I don't even have a blurb yet!!
Yikes!!
Here is my WIP.... Temptation! Whoooo!

I really hope everyone will like this new book. The betas have had awesome things to say and want more so I take that as a good sign!! I am hoping to get more done with this one and get everything together within the next few weeks.
I will go back to the Worshipped Series after this one. Sometimes taking a break is a good thing!!
Until next time!
xoxo

Phew...

Holy hell!
I finished writing Betrayed a few days ago...not sure if anyone saw that...but it's finished. Done.
Now the fun part!!
Editing...ugh I really hate this part, but it's short of necessary yeah?
SO, since it is also Teaser Tuesday I thought I would do something extra special just for you!
How about a first look into Betrayed?
Yeah?
Well okay then.
Here is the Prologue. This is not edited yet, and pretty please with sugar on top, do not share this. I am trusting y'all with my second baby here.
Hope y'all enjoy!!
xoxo

Prologue

Karen

When people say, “Those you love, and trust the most, hurt you more than you think possible,” they are not lying. I trusted a man that I thought I knew. I also gave him my heart. Like a fool I was, I had believed him. Had believed in him. Looking back now, I should’ve known better. I should’ve done something…..

Now it’s too late. I’m in way to deep to turn back now. He controls everything. Every move I make he watches me. I feel his eyes on me everywhere. I can feel his sexual desires with that smoldering look. Truthfully, I like that look. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help that my body knows his. It’s like being pulled into a fire, knowing you will get burned. I did my best to stay away….I tried to run. But now…now everything has changed.

I try not to think of the things I’ve seen him do. I try to ignore the blood on his clothes and hands. I know he has darkness inside of him. One look into those dark brown eyes and I knew. I chose to ignore my gut instinct telling me to stay away. I don’t understand what is wrong with me. He has changed me somehow.

I feel broken……My life was not perfect before, but it was damn near it. I had my own clinic. I was the best OBGYN in Southern California. I had my best friend, Riley, and my two loving parents. He took me from everything.

I think back to the night I met him, before Jake’s Bar was burned to the ground. I still wasn’t sure who caused that. I saw him as soon as I walked in. As if he knew I would be there, he turned toward me, with a shocked look. At first, I didn’t pay him any mind. I thought he was like every other guy in the bar, trying to get laid for the night. I was still surprised he even bothered to come up to me.

“Can I buy you a drink?” he asks. I give him an innocent smile, nodding my head yes. What girl wouldn’t want a hot guy buying drinks? He seemed nice, and holy hell he was good looking. Even though he was sitting I could tell he would be tall. Dark hair fell over his forehead, making me want to run my fingers through it. His eyes, oh, those eyes, I could get lost into those deep dark brown eyes. I assumed he either worked out a lot or he did some sort of hard labor work. His black shirt was tight around his biceps and around his chest. I noticed a little bit of a tattoo showing, and I was curious to know what it was.

Shaking my head at myself, I took a look around the bar while he got us drinks. I was surprised to see Cammie there, and more surprised at that she wasn’t alone. Good for her. I was glad Riley hadn’t fully turned her off from meeting new people. I gave her a friendly wave, and turned back to the bar. I was glad the bar wasn’t overly crowded. Granted it was a weekday, but it was nice not to be filled with grabby men and their horrible pick up lines.

“Thanks for the drink,” I told him as he set my beer in front of me. He didn’t say anything in return. He took a long drink of his beer, and seemed to be thinking of what to say. I’ve been told I was hot, but I didn’t think I was intimidating. He swallowed a few more times and turned to me. I waited patiently for him to say whatever he had to say. When he just stared, I raised an eyebrow. “What? Cat got your tongue?” I teased. I was never the one to sugar coat anything. If I had something to say, good or bad, I would say it. My parents always told me I was born without a filter.

 I got a smirk for that, and he said, “This wasn’t what I was expecting.” I had no idea what he meant.

 “How so? You normally don’t buy random strangers a drink?”

“No, that’s not what I meant….Ah…” he cleared his throat and asked, “What’s your name?”

 “Karen. And you are?”

“Josh.”

 I realized “Josh” wasn’t much of a talker. I took a drink of my beer and asked, “What do you do for a living Josh?”

A woman walking by laughing with her lover brought me back to the present. I sighed, wishing I could somehow go back to that night. Or would I? I still wasn’t sure if I would change anything that happened that night. The moment Josh had bought me that damn beer my life was changed before I even realized it.

 I lay back on my beach towel and try to forget where I am and whom I am with. Yes now things are different, but I could still feel him watching me. I close my eyes listening to the waves and tried to forget everything for once. But forgetting has a price, and apparently, I didn’t have enough money in the world to forget.