Apr
Today I’m excited to participate in the Blog Tour of ‘Star Crossed’ by C.D. Reiss. This is a second chance romance novel, and available now.
When I first saw the sign up for the Blog Tour of ‘Star Crossed’ by C.D. Reiss I knew this was a book I wanted to read. I just love romance stories, especially those involving royalty or movie stars. I mean.. Nothing Hill is one of my favorite movies so how can I not want to read this book. So when I received the email telling me I was chosen to read ‘Star Crossed’, I was super excited.
In ‘Star Crossed’ we meet Laine and Michael. Laine is a twenty five year old paparazzo. After growing up as a foster kid, going from one family to the next Laine has seen some horrors. The one bright spot growing up, was being able to talk to Michael, but when he left to become a star he left Laine behind. And now Laine hides behind het camera, taking pictures of all the hot stars including Michael.
This book definitely had all the things I love in a good romance story, but somehow this book didn’t ‘wow’ me. Laine and Michael have chemistry, but I could have felt more of it. Everything about these two being together shouldn’t work, but they still have this connection that you can’t deny. And I enjoyed reading about them, but I also just didn’t really ‘feel’ their relationship.
This book took me some time to get into. For a long time I felt like I missed something. We start right in the middle of Laine making pictures of Michael. And at first I didn’t really get what was going on between them. Slowly on things got explained more, and this definitely helped me connect with this story and the characters more. Laine’s character is really complex. And I’m not really sure I liked her all that much.
The whole paparazzi thing was very original and something I definitely hadn’t read before. But in real-life I really don’t like what I know about paparazzi. And since I couldn’t really seem to connect with Laine’s character, it didn’t really help when I didn’t like her profession.
Still, since this book was so ‘original’ I had fun reading it and found myself wanted to read till I read every page.
Fifteen steps to the door. Why were those lofts so damn big? What was I thinking?
Five steps, and I heard a shuffle behind me, the scrape of a chair. I picked up the pace, and I knew he was behind me. By the time I got to the door, his chest was against my back and his hand was over the door jamb.
“Don’t,” he said.
“Don’t what?”
“I’m going to get between you and this. I don’t like anyone knowing where you are. I don’t like you walking around at night unprotected. Especially because of me.”
I turned, putting my back to the door. “I haven’t seen you in ten years. Now this?”
“I should say it’s that I feel responsible for what’s happening. But you’re in this business as much as I am, so it’s not that. It’s you. I was up half the night thinking about you in those bleachers. The things you told me. The stuff I told you. How I felt. Back then, I was so confused, and I left you without a call or checking on you for reasons that…” He shook his head. “The reasons were pathetic. No one would have approved of you, and I lived on approval.”
He touched my hair, and those long strands became nerve endings for desire. The little hairless spot on his chin shifted, and I wanted to touch it so badly that I did so without thinking.
“Whatever it was I felt before, I’m not hiding from it this time. This time, I’m not going to worry what anyone else thinks,” he said.
“What if I’m worried?”
“I’ll make you not worried.”
His breath warmed my cheek, and I believed he could change things, even as I knew he couldn’t. He could only drag himself down. This could only go bad. But I turned my face until my lips touched his, and he stopped being a movie star. He was the boy in the bleachers, the one who worked too hard and cared too much, and I became the girl who could be anything she wanted, the one who was accepted and whose life was about to turn around.
But I’d wanted it then. I’d wanted his hand in mine to be the warning bell for change. In the penthouse loft, with his lips and tongue growing more urgent and his hands on the sides of my face, I didn’t want my life to change. I’d done everything I’d set out to do since he’d left, and there he was again, ready to destroy everything I’d built in exchange for a mouth that fit mine like a palm curled over a fist.
I turned to face the door, still trapped by his arms, and opened it a crack. He slapped it shut.
“If you’re not busy, I want to take you somewhere.”
“I’m always busy,” I said, leaning into him.
“Doing what?”
“Taking pictures of Hollywood royalty.”
“Bring your camera then.”
This Blog Tour was organized by Social Butterfly PR.
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Maureen is a mom, wife, nurse, and Ravenclaw living in the Netherlands. She spends her days juggling mom-life, reading, blogging, planning date nights with her husband and working as a nurse. Maureen also is a big Anglophile, loves cooking, Gilmore Girls, Bridgerton and Harry Potter.. Always! Facebook | Instagram
I’d probably find it hard to connect to the story if I’m not liking the MC myself. Sorry, this didn’t completely work for you. Hopefully, your next read is better 🙂
Thanks Lily. So far so good. 😉