Friday 22 March 2013

Blog Tour for Breaking the Wrong (Sloan Brothers #2) by Calia Read; Excerpt + Giveaway

Breaking the Wrong
by Calia Read 
Release Date: March 25th 2013
Publishers: Self - Published
Pages:  304 
Buy: Currently unavailable until March 25th, 2013 

Emilia Wentworth would do anything for her sister.

For three years, Emilia has lived in the past, feeling her sister's pain and hating those who are to blame, including one of the Sloan brothers.

Finally, she has had enough. 

The only way to be free is to create a Burn List with all the people who have ever hurt her sister.
As she crosses each name off, she gets closer and closer to her final target. But, things aren't always as they seem. Loyalties are tested. Boundaries are crossed. And the truth is revealed.

Excerpt from Breaking the Wrong 
By Calia Read

I drop my leather bag on the table and start to pull out my notebook. Macsen relaxes in the seat across from me and watches. It makes me nervous. I like seeing what is running through people’s eyes, but Macsen has blinders over his, making him impossible to read.
            Awkwardly, he clears his throat. I slowly sit down and stare at him. “I’m Macsen, by the way.”
            I know him, and I know he knows that.
            My fingers lace together in front of me and I give him a fake smile. “Nice to meet you.” I deserve a reward for keeping the tremors out of my voice. “I’m Emil-”
            “I know who you are,” he interrupts. “I heard you tell Chris in class.”
            At the mention of Chris, I let out an amused laugh. He hasn’t said a word to me since the last time we talked, but in Psych class he gives me these cheesy winks and points to Macsen’s back.
            Macsen cocks his eyebrow. “You know Chris?”
            “If you consider talking to him one time as ‘knowing’ him, then sure.”
            It seems like he’s going to say more but instead, he snorts and peers at my math textbook. “Where do you want to start?” he asks.
            I settle in my chair and look at him. “Anywhere,” I say quietly. “It’s all a big blur to me.”
            Macsen leans forward and slides my textbook closer to him. Before he even looks at the numbers, he pulls out a pair of glasses.
            Macsen wear glasses. I never pegged him as a glasses kind of person.
            Some females have a fetish for muscles, big, rough hands, or even just a handsome face. Not me. Glasses on a guy make my pulse race. My inner nerd freaks out over it.
            His sharp green eyes look up at me. “Let’s just start with a few small problems.” His voice is gruff, and it’s easy to pick up on his bland tone. Somehow, he’s acting like he got roped into this. I want to remind him that he’s here because he volunteered, but I keep my mouth shut.
            He points to an equation on the page and drags his finger down. “Just start with these few problems...” His hands are rough and calloused. I expected them to be well manicured. It throws me off balance to think that he might actually lift a finger and work. “Is it okay to start with that?” he asks.
            I blink repeatedly, noticing his hand stops on number fifteen. God, I hope that’s where the problems end. I give him a short nod. “That sounds good.” 
            “Good.” Before he even finishes the sentence he picks up his book, opens it to his bookmarked spot, and I no longer exist.
            I grind my teeth together and slowly start working on the problems. Nothing makes sense, but I work through them like I know exactly what I’m doing. More than a few minutes pass, I can only tell by my stiff neck. I rotate my head and look over at Macsen. His head is still down, concentrating on the thick book laying flat on the table. I go back to the impossible problems in front of me and try to figure them out.
            It’s a complete failure. With a sigh, I drop my pencil. “I’m done,” I announce. 
            Macsen says nothing. He looks at me through his black eyelashes before shutting his book. “Hand them over.”
            Right now, I want to be broken glass and cut the hell out of him. I want to wad up the paper and drill his forehead with my messed-up answers. My hand covers the notebook as I jerk it toward him. His dark brows furrow. He puts his palm flat on my textbook and drags it toward him.
            Underneath the table, my left leg starts to bounce erratically. My eyes drift over to the wall where a clock is mounted. Forty-five minutes. It took me forty-five minutes just to do a few problems. If that isn’t promising, I don’t know what is.
            I watch his eyes scan the paper methodically. I’m waiting for him to pull out a pen and start marking my paper with everything I did wrong. But his hands are pen-free. Nothing has been marked and I’m starting to worry, because I really do need a tutor. Not someone who’s just going to pretend they know what the hell they’re doing. I need help now.
            Finally, he hands over my notebook. I raise an eyebrow. I’m not wildly self-confident. I know my struggles and I know, for a fact, that these answers are wrong. All wrong.
            Macsen grabs a pencil next to his laptop and leans across the table. His face is close enough that if he glances up from the notebook, our noses will touch. Discreetly, I scoot my chair back an inch. 
            “So,” he announces, in that same gruff manner. “You get the idea, but I notice you get stumped right here.” Macsen points to one of the problems and I’m already frowning. He catches my expression and says, “It’s not so bad. We’ll go through it a few times and you’ll understand it better.”
            I want to believe him, except he sounds so put off.
            But this isn’t new. Growing up, I had my fair share of teachers who were put off by my confusion.
            My legs cross underneath the table at the same time my arms do. “What if I don’t understand it?” I ask.
            He regards me thoughtfully and leans back in his chair. “You will.”
            “You’re so sure...”
            “Look, I know my way around math. And I’ll make sure you understand this.”
            My foot taps against the leg of my chair repeatedly. “But everyone has a different way of learning.”
            “And I’ll figure out your way.” He leans forward and taps a finger against my paper. “So, can I help you now?”
            I bluntly nod. He explains the solutions with ease, and it’s almost painful for me to admit that Melissa is right. Macsen is a math whiz.

Calia Read
Author Bio;
College seemed like too much stress for me. Traveling across the world, getting married, and having three kids seemed much more relaxing.

Yeah, I’m still waiting for the relaxing part to kick in... 

I change addresses every other year. It’s not by choice but it is my reality. 
While the crazies of life kept me busy, the stories in my head decided to bubble to the surface. They were dying to be told and I was dying to tell them. 

That was four years ago. Soon, the stories will be shared with you. I hope you’ll enjoy escaping to the crazy world of these characters with me!!

I'm constantly on Facebook. 'Like' me there so we can gush and talk about everything books! 

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