Showing posts with label Retrieval Duet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Retrieval Duet. Show all posts
After a mix-up at the fertility clinic, two couples are forever changed when their lives suddenly collide.
"The Retrieval Duet is an emotionally-gripping, twisty ride punctuated by intense chemistry and the hottest alpha male I've read in ages!" -New York Times Bestselling Author Meghan March
"The Retrieval Duet is an emotionally-gripping, twisty ride punctuated by intense chemistry and the hottest alpha male I've read in ages!" -New York Times Bestselling Author Meghan March
RETRIEVAL
One date.
That was all it took for me to know Elisabeth was my soul mate.
Five years, countless infertility treatments, and the loss of our only son.
That was what it took for me to lose her.
One phone call, a mix-up at the lab, and a little girl neither of us knew existed.
That was the hell it took to bring her back to me.
And this time, I wasn’t letting go.
This is the story of how I took back what had always been mine.
The retrieval of my wife and my family.
TRANSFER
I married a monster.
What started out as romance ended in hell.
My sole job in life was to protect our daughter.
Until a police officer informed me of a mix-up at the lab.
My little girl was the only thing keeping me alive.
And I didn’t even know if she was mine.
This is the story of how I escaped the man who thought he owned me.
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Aly Martinez
Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children.
Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and baked feta. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.
She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.
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Oh my god! Best. Duet. Ever!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel like I can’t even take a full breath
yet from all the emotions still flooding through my system. Like I need to just
sit back down and start them all over again because I am not ready to leave the
beauty and heartbreak of Aly Martinez’s Retrieval Duet.
Firstly, I can’t explain how epic Retrieval was and I was so devastated to get to that ending and hit the cliff hanger without having Transfer loaded on my kindle but thankfully I only had an hours wait before I could get into full meltdown mode. Sadly, it was 11pm and there was no way I could have gone to sleep without just reading the first few chapters to get passed the cliff hanger.
Umm yup hello 1am and 50% before I remembered I
had to get up in 5 hours. So then I spent the whole day trying to adult and not
obsess over Clare and Roman and Elisabeth. I did however think I was going to
go insane when I had to put the book down at the 70% mark with everything up in
the air.
The depth of emotion is indescribable and I know
this book will stay with me for ever. Hands down the best characters, the
infinite love and heart stopping drama had my heart stopping before it pounded
out of my chest with tears streaming down my face. But of course you always
know you are going to get perfection from Aly Martinez.
Fuck, Walter Noir was insane. That man had had it all. An amazing wife. A gorgeous daughter. A beautiful life. But, for some reason, he hadn’t been able to get his shit together enough to hold on to it. And thank God for that. Because, now, she was my woman. My girl. My life.
So I am not going to go into the story at all
because if you haven’t read the first one yet you need to one click them both
right now, seriously there is no excuse not to. And if you have read the first
one you would already be finished with this one before you could stop to look
at reviews. So I will simply tell you this is without a doubt the absolute must
read of the year.
ONE STORY. TWO COUPLES.
The Retrieval Duet by Aly Martinez
is a two part series.
TRANSFER (Part Two) will release on September 27th!
Pre-order Transfer TODAY!
**Transfer is book two in The Retrieval Duet.
It is not to be read as a standalone.
RETRIEVAL (Part One) is NOW LIVE and will bring readers the first part of this emotional second chance romance.
NOW AVAILABLE on the following retailers:
Retrieval (Part One):
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2aMnW74
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2aW07Yb
iBooks: http://apple.co/2aH2bFb
ONE STORY. TWO COUPLES.
The Retrieval Duet by Aly Martinez is a two part series.
RETRIEVAL is NOW
LIVE and will bring readers the first
part of this emotional second chance romance.
TRANSFER (Part Two) will release on September 27th!
NOW AVAILABLE on the
following retailers:
Retrieval (Part One):
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2aMnW74
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2aW07Yb
iBooks: http://apple.co/2aH2bFb
Nook: http://bit.ly/2cOYcsK
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2aFOVxB
BLURB
I proposed on our first date.
She laughed and told me I was insane. Less than a day later,
she said yes.
It was a whirlwind, but we were happy…
Until we got greedy and wanted a family.
It was a life I couldn’t give her, not for lack of trying.
Fertility just wasn’t on our side. We sought out doctors and treatments. Spent
money we didn’t have. Lied to our families. Smiled for our friends. Put on a
brave face for a world that didn’t understand.
Finally, we were successful…
We were left broken, battered, and destroyed.
They say love is in the details, but it was the details that
ruined us.
This is the story of how I took back what had always been
mine.
The retrieval of my wife and our family.
MY REVIEW
EXCERPT
“Where’d you get beer?” Elisabeth asked as she scrambled
from the couch.
“Seth,” I replied, hanging my head and rubbing my eyes.
Jesus, I’d wanted to kiss her. She was being a bitch,
spouting shit she didn’t mean just because she was too scared to let me in.
But, even through it, those plump lips were calling to me.
I’d never been able to resist that woman. Despite that we’d
fallen apart, it hadn’t changed. The hum for her was still in my veins. It never
went away, but for two years, it had been dormant. I’d packed it down so
tightly that I’d hoped it had died. But, with one look, my body began thrumming
like a live wire.
“Seth?” she asked as she bent over to straighten her tight,
black pencil skirt.
It was a rare occasion to catch Elisabeth in something other
than a perfectly pressed skirt and a pair of heels. But she’d been sleeping all
day. It was wrinkled all to hell and back. The only thing her efforts succeeded
in was drawing my attention down to her legs.
Legs that had spent many nights wrapped around my hips as
she came while crying my name.
Shit. I should go.
But, after the way she’d latched on to me that morning, I
wasn’t going anywhere.
“My assistant,” I answered. “I had him pick you up a bottle
of wine, too.”
She blinked. “You have an assistant? Who delivers you beer?
And your ex-wife wine?”
“No, I have an assistant who does whatever the fuck I need
him to do. And, luckily for us, beer and wine happen to fall into the
whatever-the-fuck-I-need-him-to-do category tonight.” She fought back a smile
as I finished, “So do gyros.”
“Damn. I need to get one of those,” she mumbled to herself.
I smirked. “Cash my checks and you could afford one.”
It was a dick move, bringing up the money right then. But,
despite her expert hand in decorating, that little starter house we’d bought
with rose-colored glasses now needed a shit-ton of work.
Her back shot ramrod straight, fury crinkling the corners of
her eyes as she snarled, “I’m not
cashing your checks.”
I shrugged. “Guess you’ll have to figure out how to get your
own wine and dinner after tonight.”
“I think I can manage,” she fired back.
“Suit yourself.” I pushed off the couch and meandered to the
kitchen.
I went to the fridge and leaned in, searching for anything I
could snack on. With the exception of at least a dozen Tupperware containers,
she didn’t have much in the way of a quick bite.
Snagging a handful of grapes from the drawer, I made a mental
note to send Seth to the grocery store after he’d delivered dinner.
Popping the grapes in my mouth one by one, I felt her
watching me in what could only be defined as silent awe. I decided my best move
would be to ignore it. “You know, I should have invented Tupperware. You alone
could keep me in business,” I told her, retrieving a beer and then shutting the
door.
She scoffed then muttered, “At least then I would have
benefitted from you abandoning our marriage.”
Lava fresh off the volcanoes in Hell boiled in my veins.
I cocked my head to the side and questioned, “I’m sorry.
Come again?”
“You should go,” she snapped.
Think a-fucking-gain.
“Nah, I’m good. Got any movies?”
I tipped the bottle to my lips, doing my best to calm the
storm brewing within me, all while still fighting the desire to take her to the
floor, plant myself between her legs, and remind her how that fucking attitude
affected me.
Clearly, she had forgotten.
My cock had not.
“Roman, it’s been a crazy day. Please don’t do this tonight.”
“Do what?” I asked, leaning back against the huge, granite
island.
She threw her hands out to the sides in frustration. “What
you always do.”
“What do I always do, Lissy?”
“This!” she yelled.
I frowned and took another pull from my beer. “Haven’t been
in our kitchen, drinking beer, in a long time. I hardly think it’s fair to say
I always do it.”
Her eyes nearly bulged from her head. “My kitchen, Roman. This is my
kitchen. Not ours. And you know good and damn well that is not what I’m talking about.”
My lips twitched as I pointed the neck of my bottle at her.
“No. What I know good and damn well is that I have no idea what the fuck you
are talking about. Or why you’re slinging unnecessary and, might I add,
undeserved attitude at me like a short-order cook at the bitch house.”
“He did not say that to me,” she whispered to herself.
When I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug, she swung a
pointed finger toward the door and yelled, “Get out!”
I grinned, crossing my legs at the ankle. “You always were
cranky when you were hungry.”
And that was the exact moment her head exploded.
WANT MORE?
Pre-order Transfer (Part Two)
Releasing September 27th
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2aW0WAf
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Nook:
http://bit.ly/2c6BYR9
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2aW1So5
MEET ALY MARTINEZ
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.
I
don’t think I have read an Aly Martinez book that hasn’t stolen part of my
soul. So when I was awarded an ARC of Retrieval I was so excited and so
apprehensive. You see these are not books you can read for an hour here and 20
minutes there as you shuttle the kids to basketball and football and school and
soccer. These are books you need to clear a few hours of your day and find a
quiet room to hide out in as you become fully immersed in the story.
So
I had a plan. I was going to read it Saturday afternoon but then I slowly
watched the day dwindle away and when I sat down at 9pm I knew I had missed my
opportunity so I bitched to hubby and he cleared me a Sunday arvo. And now I am
sitting here with tears streaming down my face NEEDING to get my grabby hands
on Transfer.
Elisabeth
was so sweet and I loved that she was so filled with attitude and spirit, she didn’t
once do something stupid or try to punish Roman she just knew how she felt and
what she wanted and she went after it. I absolutely fell head over heels for
her. I loved knowing where she was coming from and how she got where she got in
her life and emotions.
But
damn was she one strong willed woman to walk away from the amazeballs of Roman.
Holy shit was he all that you could ever want in a book boyfriend and then just
a whole heap more. In fact I think he transcends book boyfriend by far. I just
could not get enough of him ever.
But I’d never, not once, seen Elisabeth with just my eyes. My heart was just as much a part of the way I viewed her as my retinas.
To
be completely honest, the concept of infertility is a hard one for me to grasp and
reading the absolute heartbreak Roman and Elisabeth went through in their
struggle my heart broke for them. But to continue the honesty I think most of
those emotions were pulled out of me by the amazing talent of Aly more so than
the subject. But damn did I feel their pain like a knife to my stomach.
I
can never get enough of the way Aly Martinez writes and I honestly think she
must have the map to my heart for the men that she writes have all got a piece
of it locked away. And now I am off to beg, borrow or steal to get my hands on Transfer
before I have a nervous breakdown waiting to see what is going to happen next.
This is absolutely one of the best books I have read this year, I honestly don’t
know how to put it down and continue functioning without knowing what happens
next but if you will excuse me for a bit I think I may start by going to cry in
the shower for Claire. Until I focus on the many assets of Roman to cheer
myself up that is.
ONE STORY. TWO
COUPLES.
The Retrieval Duet by Aly Martinez
is a two part series releasing September 2016.
RETRIEVAL releases on September
13th and will bring readers the first part of this emotional second chance
romance.
TRANSFER (Part Two) will release
on September 27th!
Pre-order The Retrieval Duet TODAY!
You will not be disappointed.
Retrieval (Part One):
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2aMnW74
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2aW07Yb
iBooks: http://apple.co/2aH2bFb
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2aFOVxB
Transfer (Part Two)
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2aW0WAf
iBooks: http://apple.co/2beFszd
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2aW1So5
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