Book Blitz~ Lighter by Gia RIley


Lighter by Gia Riley 
Publication date: February 16th 2015
Genres: New Adult, Romance





What do you do when you can't save the one you love?

Sophie canā€™t survive without control. Growing up with an alcoholic father, she craves the discipline of gymnastics. Feeling lost on a brand new college campus, she lets loose for the first time in her life. But with freedom comes consequences. Is one night everything she hopes? Or will she become her own worst nightmare?

Kipton's one year away from graduation. He's never thought beyond a one night stand until meeting his sisterā€™s new roommate. Finally setting his sights on the girl he can't resist, he's more determined than ever when she won't give in to his persuasions. He's always gotten the girl, and he's not about to give up without a fight.

Will Sophie be able to salvage her dreams and wage a war against her own vices? Can she finally let love in? Or will history repeat itself causing her to self-destruct?

Lighter isn't your typical college romance. Darkness suffocates, dreams are dashed, and battles are lost. Love takes on a whole new meaning.






Prologue
Two Years Ago
                ā€œSophie, wait! Iā€™m sorry. Iā€™m just worried about you,ā€ Megan yells from the double doors leading from the locker room into the hallway.
                She saw the bruises on my body.
I knew better than to change in front of everyone after gym class, yet I did it anyway because I was running late to meet my boyfriend. Blaine doesnā€™t like it when I keep him waiting. Tossing my book bag over my shoulder, I round the corner and smack right into him ā€“ and he doesnā€™t look happy.
                ā€œWhat did you say to her?ā€ He questions with a deadly stare.
                ā€œNothing. I didnā€™t say a word.ā€ I didnā€™t but I still avert my eyes, choosing to stare at the tile on the floor instead of him. Without warning, he grabs my arm and pulls me into the bathroom. Itā€™s empty.
          ā€œPlease, Blaine.ā€ Iā€™m begging him to stop. He hears me, but he doesnā€™t listen.
                ā€œI told you what I would do, didnā€™t I?ā€
I swallow, my hands shaking. ā€œYes.ā€
He pins my arms against the wall, hovering over me. ā€œAnd yet you still couldnā€™t keep your damn mouth shut.ā€
                I try to yank my arms from his grasp, but his grip is too tight. His fingertips dig painfully into my arms, his nails breaking through the skin. ā€œI swear I didnā€™t tell her anything.ā€
                He inches closer to my face, the warmth of his breath hits my cheek. ā€œDonā€™t fucking lie to me, Sophie. What happened the last time you lied to me?ā€
                ā€œIā€™m not lying. Please, Blaine. I wouldnā€™t.ā€
                ā€œWhat happened, Sophie?ā€
                Heā€™s going to make me say it ā€“ as if Iā€™d ever need a reminder. Itā€™s impossible to forget. ā€œYou had to teach me a lesson.ā€
ā€œBut you never learn. No matter how hard I try to protect you.ā€
ā€œIā€™m sorry,ā€ I plead. Regardless of the fact that Iā€™m innocent, he morphs my apology into an admission of guilt.
                ā€œDamn right you are,ā€ he spits through gritted teeth. His calmness now completely gone and replaced with anger. ā€œDonā€™t you ever lie to me again, you hear me?ā€
                ā€œYes,ā€ I whisper.
                He grabs my chin, roughly scraping his calloused thumb over my lips. His dilated pupils pierce straight through me sending chills down my spine. ā€œTell me you love me.ā€ My words get lodged in my throat and I make the mistake of pausing a second too long. ā€œSay it!ā€ he warns as his fist pounds against the wall next to my head.
ā€œI love you, Blaine.ā€ And maybe there was a time I actually did. He wasnā€™t always like this, but neither was I. If I could go back in time, Iā€™d tell him no. Iā€™d push him away from me and keep my distance. But Iā€™m just like my mother - unable to get away and desperate enough to stay. ā€œPlease let go of me. Youā€™re hurting me.ā€
Finally he releases me, replacing his harsh words with sweet promises ā€“ his rough touches with gentle caresses. With a flip of a switch, heā€™s back to the Blaine I fell for, masking any signs of the evil heā€™s become.
ā€œYou make me so crazy, Sophie.ā€ He runs his fingers through my long blond hair, leaving a trail of light kisses on my neck. ā€œI only get mad because I love you so much.ā€
ā€œI know.ā€ Painfully well. My scattered bruises a daily reminder of his temper.
His hand falls from my hair as he latches onto my hip, pulling me flush against his body. ā€œBaby, I need you. Youā€™re everything to me.ā€
Everything I donā€™t want to be. Not anymore.
Beneath the surface, Iā€™m scarred and broken; a much darker version of the girl I once was. There was a time I believed I was worthy of true love. But now, living in a hell littered with reminders of broken promises, I know what we have is anything but love.
Itā€™s in this moment that I know Iā€™m not strong enough to fight another day unless I get away from him. But I donā€™t know how. I need a plan ā€“ something to get me away from this town and its memories.
Closing my eyes, I say a silent prayer that my luck will change ā€“ that someone will save me from the hell my life has become.








ā€œSorry, what?ā€ I look between Kipton and Cara. They both glance at me curiously, but donā€™t ask any questions. Even if they did, Iā€™m not sure Iā€™d have the guts to tell them about the darkness that haunts my past. Itā€™s safer to push it away.
ā€œWhat if I have you home early?ā€ Kipton asks.
I shrug my shoulders, unsure with my decision at this point. The angel on my right shoulder is telling me to go to bed early and focus on my training. Of course the devil on the left has me picturing every inch of him naked. I have to stop this. My hormones have been in overdrive since he caught me in my towel. ā€œIā€™ll think about it.ā€ Itā€™s a smart answer. This way, I leave my options open but donā€™t have to commit yet.
ā€œIā€™m definitely in,ā€ Cara adds with a clap of her hands and a shake of her ass. ā€œAnd if I have any say in it, so are you, Sophie.ā€
Kipton rolls his eyes but waits until Cara turns around to hang more clothes in the closet. When sheā€™s out of view, he mouths the word come and immediately Iā€™m covered in goose bumps. I nod my head, accepting the invitation. My body answers before my brain has a chance to catch up. What did I agree too?
ā€œHave a good night, ladies.ā€ Before he closes the door completely, I let out the breath Iā€™ve been holding. I throw myself onto my bed, realizing the earthy scent of his cologne has seeped into my bedding. If I close my eyes, itā€™s as if heā€™s still laying here with me. Inhaling deeply, I cuddle my pillow against my chest. Mid sniff, the door to our room swings open. Kipton grabs his keys off the top of the TV stand and winks at me. ā€œWonā€™t get too far without these. See-ya tomorrow.ā€
ā€œBye, Kippy.ā€ Cara practically sings from her closet. Sheā€™s on cloud nine about this party. I, on the other hand, am in serious trouble. Mortified, I roll over to face the window, hearing Kipton chuckle as the door closes.
He caught me sniffing my pillow.






Gia is a lover of all things romance and a firm believer that everyone deserves a happily ever after. She resides in the small but mighty state of Delaware with her husband and son. Mother and wife by day, writer by night - she's a girl with a dream to write.

When she's not busy writing, she can be found roaming the isles of Kirkland's or up to her elbows in Play-doh.

"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." ~Maya Angelou













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