 Paisley has been in a coma for years. While she lay sleeping, JD Pritchard visits her on a spur of the moment weakness. But when there, the silent Paisley becomes JD's sounding board. He unburdens his soul only to disappear when she wakes up. Will she be able to find the mysterious man she remembered from her coma? CRASHING SIDEWAYS sounds like a Hallmark Movie complete with bad boy JD and small town, minster's daughter Paisley. It's the classic opposites attract romance but all of Liz Ashlee's romances feature more to their tales! CRASHING SIDEWAYS is the final book in the Love in Motion series which explores depression and mental health issues amongst small town romance. Her story blends the gripping emotions of both love and mental health. While CRASHING SIDEWAYS is in a series, each book from Love in Motion can be read as a standalone! Releasing today, CRASHING SIDEWAYS is sure to be a great gift for the holidays, if not for someone who loves romance....than how abotu you!! Blurb: He’s her dream man. She’s his confessional. J.D. Pritchard had no intention of stepping foot in Paisley Kelley’s hospital room, let alone visiting her for the next three years. But once he starts, he can’t stop. When Paisley wakes up after her three-year coma, she remembers fragments of Pritch’s one-sided conversations—but was he real or was that just her imagination running wild? It isn’t until a chance meeting that she realizes the man of her dreams is a living, breathing, tattooed and sexy playboy. None of the men in Pritch’s family have lived passed their forties and he knows his time on Earth is limited. Except the more time he spends with Paisley, the more he realizes he can’t push her away. He may not be able to promise her a lifetime of love, but he can promise to give her everything else. The final book in the Love in Motion trilogy has all the feels you have come to love in a Liz Ashlee book—flawed characters, gripping storyline, and tempestuous love. The happily ever after will have fans of Asher by Carian Cole and Repeat by Kylie Scott falling in love with CRASHING SIDEWAYS. EXCERPT The hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I’m not alone. I turn slowly to find a pair of haunting eyes staring back at me. One green, one blue, both vibrant. I’ve never seen someone with eyes like that—it’s both unsettling and like a siren’s call, beckoning me forward. But with sirens, there’s always a shipwreck, isn’t there? And this man... he screams peril ahead. He’s sitting on a half-wall, his back against the brick of the building. No, not sitting. Lounging. As if one false move won’t send him falling toward the concrete two and a half stories below. There’s a paperback resting on one thigh and a steaming mug on his other, held by a strong, tattooed hand. A blue star flower rests in the book, stem tucked away in the seam. His white-blond hair is cut short on the sides, and long on the top in a pompadour style, and he’s wearing a leather jacket and jeans. He’s easily the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, but it’s his mouth that takes me aback. His lips are turned up in a smirk, like he’s caught his very own canary. That smile alone is something the older church ladies would likely deem sinful. It’s definitely... devilish. He’s all confidence and charisma. “S-sorry, I didn’t realize anyone was out here,” I manage. His eyes become hooded as his gaze roams over me. No one—not even Cameron—has ever looked at me so closely that it feels as if my blood will boil in my veins. I’m not dressed like any of the other girls at the party. Not just because some of them are showing a lot of skin, but they’re fashionable. Me? I settled for my usual style, which looks as if I was peeled off the cover of a 1950s cookbook. I’m wearing a short-sleeved cream sweater tucked into a pair of high-waisted, teal corduroy capris. I’ve even got a headband on. I belong in a supermarket searching the aisles for cream of mushroom and Jell-O, not here. “I’m willing to share my balcony of solitude with a lady in need,” he tells me in a voice that rolls over me like the sunrise on a chilly morning. Warm. Comforting. It takes on a rumbling tone as he murmurs, “Little bird.” My heart tumbles in my chest. That voice. This is the man from my dreams. BUY LINKS: |
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Liz Ashlee is a romance novelist known for the Love in Motion series, Sort of Normal, Step Toward You and Heart’s a Mess. Liz has her M.A. in English from Northern Kentucky University, where she also earned her undergraduate degrees. Liz lives in Kentucky with her husband, son, and their plethora of pets.
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Liz Ashlee is a romance novelist known for the Love in Motion series, Sort of Normal, Step Toward You and Heart’s a Mess. Liz has her M.A. in English from Northern Kentucky University, where she also earned her undergraduate degrees. Liz lives in Kentucky with her husband, son, and their plethora of pets.
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