Monday, March 23, 2015

BLOG TOUR, EXCERPT & REVIEW: Consolation (Consolation Duet #1) by Corinne Michaels

Meet Liam and Natalie in Consolation! 

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Liam wasn’t supposed to be my happily ever after.
He wasn’t even on my radar.
He was my husband’s best friend—forbidden.
But my husband is dead and I’m alone. I ache for him and I reach for Liam.
One night with Liam changed everything. Now I have to decide if I truly love him or if he’s just the consolation prize.

My Review

I received a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. 

I am sure we have all read a book that was so good that as soon as you were done you wanted to go back to before you read it just so you can read it again? This is one of those books. Having read the author's previous books "Beloved" and "Beholden," I knew this would be an emotional read and I pretty much went through ALL THE EMOTIONS. I actually let the ARC sit in my ereader for a week because I knew once I started reading, I wouldn't be able to put it down. So I waited until the following weekend when I knew I had the whole day free and then I read it.

I read the first couple pages and cried like a baby. We met Natalie in The Belonging Duet so I knew her story, but it didn't matter. Natalie has lost her husband Aaron and she is grieving. The only thing helping her get through her days is her newborn daughter Aarabelle. Liam was Aaron's best friend and has come to town to make good on a promise he made to Aaron. He told Aaron that if anything was to happen to him, he would make sure to take care of both Natalie and Aarabelle. At first it is hard for Natalie to accept the help, but eventually she gives in and it isn't long before Liam is around almost every day. What starts off as a wonderful friendship between Natalie and Liam, begins to turn into something more.  

In the beginning of the book Natalie is stuck in her grief. She is mourning not only her husband, but also her marriage. Early in the book we are led to believe that Aaron and Natalie had a perfect marriage. But as the months go on and Natalie tries to get back to normal and possibly start something up with Liam, we learn that that their marriage was far from perfect. And just when I thought Natalie was ready to move forward with Liam, we get hit with a MAJOR bomb that had EVERYONE questioning their feelings. And if I wasn't a fan of Natalie and Liam's budding relationship before that, I definitely was now. Natalie is a strong woman, but a person can only take so much before they break. And I wanted Liam to be her strength.  

Let's talk about Liam for a second. Good lord. Move over Jackson Cole. Liam Dempsey is PERFECT. Okay, no one is perfect, but he is pretty damn close. He starts to come around because he promised Aaron he would, but he slowly becomes Natalie's friend and support system. He even watches Aarabelle when Natalie gets the flu. Sure, he may be a little inexperienced when it comes to changing a diaper, but he really does care about both of them them. When those feelings develop into something more, he is wary of them because he feels that he is betraying Aaron. When he does eventually act on those feelings it is not done lightly. And let's not forget that Liam is just good for Natalie. Even Natalie's friend Reanell (who I love and is an amazing friend) thinks so: 
“Well, well. It seems someone is helping in more ways than one,”Reanell marvels and then looks away. 
“Because you’re laughing.”
“I laughed before,”I retort. 
“No, you fake laughed. This is the first laugh that didn’t look like it physically hurt you. Sure, you’ve put on a great show. But I think this Liam guy is a miracle worker,”she murmurs and walks out the room. 
This book was great because we got some quality Jackson and Mark time. I just love those guys. Natalie goes to work for Cole Securities and quickly shows the guys that she is a wonderful addition to the company. Jackson and Mark are also grieving their friend and they want to do whatever they can to help her. And they do. 

By the end of the book we are left with so many questions: How? Why? What? And also: ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW? Natalie and Liam's story is far from over and I can't wait to see how it all plays out. I know we will get some answers, but I doubt we get all the answers. Not when there will be even more books involving these characters. And I can't wait to read them all!




“Oh, Chloe, if you’d like to come out, please wait until your Daddy gets back,” I insist, holding my belly as another Braxton Hicks contraction hits. I grip the dresser and try to breathe through it. It seems like they’re coming more frequently.

Once it passes, I try to finish what I came in here for. Aaron is away, but I want the nursery done so we can enjoy the next few weeks once he returns. I walk around what will be her room, putting a few more of the pretty pink dresses in the drawers. Aaron and I have fought about the vast array of pink things that are now strewn around the house—he hates it, I love it.

He insisted we paint her room in camouflage. Brown, green, and black camouflage for a girl? No. I almost sent myself into labor with that argument. I got home and he and Mark were drawing it out on the walls. I launched various household items at Mark while throwing him out of the house. My husband found out shortly after how much he could suffer by my hands. I may not be a SEAL, but you don’t mess with me either. In the end, I won with purple walls and the sheer netting around her white crib.

“Daddy’s going to love this room, Chloe. I can’t wait to see his face when he sees the pretty butterflies.” Needing to take another break, I sit in the rocking chair and rub my stomach. It soothes me knowing she’s in there. I can protect her—it’s my job. I love being pregnant and it’s a miracle we were able to conceive her. I’ve already told Aaron I want to try for another one as soon as she’s born. I close my eyes and sink, allowing the world to fade away.

I imagine holding her in my arms, sitting here in this chair, soothing and kissing her. I picture Aaron with her asleep on his chest as she gets to hear his heartbeat. She’ll own his world and have him wrapped around her finger.

Knock, knock, knock.

I hear the door, but it takes me a few seconds to get out of the chair.


They bang louder this time.

“Coming!” I yell at the door. Jeez, give me a second.

Waddling to the door takes me a minute since I’m the size of a whale.

I open the door and see Mark Dixon, Aaron’s boss and close friend. He works at Cole Security Forces with Aaron and served with him for years. His head is hanging low and when he looks up, his eyes are full of sorrow.

“What’s wrong?”

“Lee,” he chokes on the one syllable of my name. The one Aaron uses. Something is definitely not right.

“What happened?” I ask again as I begin to shake.

Tears fill his eyes and I know. I know my life is never going to be the same. I know everything I’ve ever feared is about to come true because Mark doesn’t cry. Mark wouldn’t be at my door if something weren’t really, really wrong. “It’s Aaron.”

My heart stops beating and the world I live in ceases to exist. “Don’t,” I beg with tears blurring my vision and my breath accelerating.

This can’t be happening.

“Please, don’t, Mark. Please,” I beg him again, because once he says it…but I know it’s futile. It doesn’t matter because he can’t stop it. It’s already happened.

“Natalie, I’m so sorry.”

The dreaded words that every military wife fears. Only I wasn’t supposed to have to worry about this anymore. We were done. We got out. I wasn’t supposed to ever fear this again.

Please, God, don’t take him from me. Please!

“But, I’m p-pregnant. I’m having a baby,” I stammer as if that will somehow make none of this real. “He said he’d be back. He said he…” I trail off as it becomes difficult to breathe. My hand flies to my mouth to stifle the scream about to escape. Everything goes colorless.

“It was an IED. I’m sorry,” Mark says as his eyes glimmer with unshed tears.

I fall.

But he’s there, cradling me in his arms. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

“No. No. No.” Mark holds me as I sob clutching my stomach. “You’re lying,” I hiss, tearing myself out of his embrace.

“I wish I were,” he says as I struggle to get up.

“It was a mistake. He’s having a baby. He said it was a simple in and out!” I scream and throw my hands against his chest. “You’re lying!” I scream, even knowing it’s not a lie.

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop saying you’re sorry!” My sorrow turns to hatred. I hate him. I hate everyone in this moment. I hate Aaron and everyone who was there. I hate this house and everything in it. I hate the air that he no longer breathes. Hate consumes me. Hate smothers me. “Get out!” I yell and push against his chest. “Get the fuck out of my house! Aaron will be back in a few days and then we’re going to get ready for our daughter to be born.”

“Please,” Mark beseeches and I refuse to look at him.

This isn’t happening because Aaron’s alive.

He’s not dead. How dare Mark lie to me.

“He’ll be back. He wouldn’t leave me. He promised.” Aaron wouldn’t lie to me. He never does. When he left for missions, he would always say goodbye like it could be our last. But this time he kissed the tip of my nose and said, “Now don’t have that baby until I get back.”

“Can I call someone? Your mom?”

“No, you can’t call anyone because he’s not dead! Go get him, Mark! Go get my husband and bring him home.” I step back pointing my finger at him. “You all promised. He promised.” I clutch my stomach as a sharp pain radiates, but it’s nothing compared to the agony sitting on my chest. Tears flow relentlessly as I struggle against his hold. “He promised.”

“I know he did,” Mark says as he holds my head against his chest.

“He lied.”

My life is gone.

My heart is dead.

I’m a widow at twenty-seven.

About the Author

Corinne Michaels is an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. She’s happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness.

Both her maternal and paternal grandmothers were librarians, which only intensified her love of reading. After years of writing short stories, she couldn’t ignore the call to finish her debut novel, Beloved. Her alpha Navy SEALs are broken, beautiful, and will steal your heart.

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