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Title: A Beautiful Catastrophe

Author: Katheryn Kiden

Cover Designer: Katheryn Kiden of Indies InDesign

Release Date: October 17, 2016

 

 

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For two years Shay Daniels has been stuck in the past—stuck in a pain so deeply overwhelming that she constantly feels as if she’s drowning. A chance meeting gives her her first breath of fresh air, but it could be her final downfall.
He’s stuck wondering what could have been—letting the pain of everything he’s lost simmer within his broken heart. She’s the first thing that has made him feel like himself again in years. He might be able to love her—he wants to—if he could only manage to live in the present.
Devastating pasts.
Uncertain futures.
Life is supposed to move forward, but what if all it does is revolve in a heartbreaking circle?
What if every step you take toward making yourself whole again only leads you closer to another beautiful catastrophe?

 

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Shay

“Does he make you happy?”

Pursing my lips, I glare at him. “Do I look happy?”

“No,” he mutters, finally looking up at me. “You look sad. You might be throwin’ punches fueled by anger but your face looks sadder than hell. I’ve never dealt with you sad, Shay, I’m not sure I know how.”

“I’ve always been sad,” I whisper, admitting something I hate about myself.

“Okay … but it’s never been like this.”

I walk away without saying anything and make my way to an open mat. I flex my feet, stretching my ankles as he walks up silently beside me and slides his hands into a pair of punch mitts. After a few minutes of him questioning me between hits and me not answering, he shakes his head.

“What the hell did this guy do to you, Shay?” I grind my teeth, and when I don’t answer, he blocks my hit and smacks me upside the head with a mitt.

“I need you to hit me back,” I bite out. “That’s the only way this works for me.”

Irritation surfaces on his face. “And I need you to answer me.”

“He made me hopeful, okay? Jesus, fuck.” I step toward him, swinging again. “Now hit me back.”

“No.” He shakes his head, raising his hands for me again.

“Hit me back,” I scream, squeezing my fists tightly on either side of my head. My voice echoes off the walls around me and the desperation that fills it hits my ears. The gym goes silent around us, and for the first time today, I see another form of emotion in August’s face other than irritation—anger.

“Is that what you need?” he yells back, throwing his gear to the floor as a crowd of people begins to gather around us. “You need to be hit back? You want to be hurt? Too damn bad, Shay. You want to train? That’s one thing, but I’m not going to hit you so you can feel somethin’ other than the emotional pain you’re in right now.”

I lower my head, glaring at him. When he doesn’t budge, I storm toward the locker room. I slam the door back against the wall, thankful the room is currently empty.

Hauling back, I hit a locker, leaving a large dent in the door and scream out my frustration. August steps into the room behind me. I don’t even have to see him to know who it is—his presence fills the room. Turning, I stare as he kicks the door closed behind him and stands in silence—the only sound hitting my ears is my harsh breathing.

“I hate you,” I bite out.

“Liar.”

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There are literally zero words I can write to give this book one ounce of what it deserves. Zero. None. But I’m gonna try because I want everyone to read it. To feel the emotions seeping off the pages, into your heart and soul. It is like no other book I’ve ever read, it could be because of the part truths. But my bet is because the author wrote every single word with her heart, her bleeding heart. If you want a beautiful heartbreaking story that will pull at your heart, leave tears running down your face, and give you so much hope you feel your heart beat right out of your chest, this is it. There isn’t one other book you will ever read that will come anywhere close to the way this book makes you feel. It’s not for the faint of heart, it’s not for the romantic, it’s for the believer. And a believer is what you will become, what you will be rooting for while you read Shay’s journey. It’s not easy, it’s definitely not pretty, it’s a beautiful catastrophe.

 

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Katheryn was born in Maine and still resides there with her asshole dog. Growing up, she was the only girl out of five children. Out of four loving, but hard-assed, brothers, she has been set on fire TWICE, shot at, left her with a burning car and a five gallon container of gas, scared out of her mind every time they got behind the wheel, and has enough hilarious stories and amazing memories to fill a million books. It made her independent and every female character she writes reflects strength and independence.
Katheryn books are full of page turning suspense, humor, and enough steam to overheat your e-reader.
“There are no weak women, just weak moments.”

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