Are you ready for a different kind of love story?
Meet Michael & Laine in this Hollywood themed second
chance romance by CD Reiss!
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Blurb
ONE movie
star on the cusp of greatness
ONE
broken girl who touched him
TEN years
to forget her
A MILLION
stories in Hollywood
I am not hurt.
I don’t need a second chance with him, or a life I thought I had.
While he was out forgetting me to become a movie star, I was building a career out of nothing. A career as a paparazzi, but a career. For a foster kid who bounced around every home in Los Angeles, that wasn’t easy.
This camera is all I have.
He’s nothing to me. Every time I take his picture and sell it, I remind myself that I did it all without him or his approval, his cinnamon smell or his clear green eyes. He lights up the screen like a celestial body, but he’s nothing but a paycheck to me.
He can throw my camera off a balcony, and nothing has to change. We can stay king and queen of the same city, and different worlds.
Except this is Hollywood, and here, anything can happen.
I don’t need a second chance with him, or a life I thought I had.
While he was out forgetting me to become a movie star, I was building a career out of nothing. A career as a paparazzi, but a career. For a foster kid who bounced around every home in Los Angeles, that wasn’t easy.
This camera is all I have.
He’s nothing to me. Every time I take his picture and sell it, I remind myself that I did it all without him or his approval, his cinnamon smell or his clear green eyes. He lights up the screen like a celestial body, but he’s nothing but a paycheck to me.
He can throw my camera off a balcony, and nothing has to change. We can stay king and queen of the same city, and different worlds.
Except this is Hollywood, and here, anything can happen.
Excerpt
I stroked his hair, waist deep in
peace, all worry gone for the moment, and floating in no more than an ocean of
gratitude. I must have been more vulnerable than I realized, or he’d reopened
some wound with his kindness, because though my sweet reverie stayed, as the
minutes passed, a layer of need fitted itself on top of it.
I needed to tell him, if not the
details, the outlines of who I was.
“I want you to know,” I whispered,
starting somewhere small, then everything I didn’t want to say spilled out. “I
have stuff. I’ve never been to jail, but you know, it’s stuff, and it’s ugly,
and it scares me. Because, I mean, you’re so perfect, and I’m… I’m just a mess.
I’m not whole. I’m a bunch of pieces of a person I cobbled together.” My eyes
got wet when I thought of the comparisons between us and that picture in my
silverware drawer. “So if you have to move on when you realize that, I’ll
understand. You have an image, and if anyone understands protecting a career,
it’s me. I mean, I’ll be mad, don’t get that wrong, but also.” I swallowed and
blinked, shifting my head so he wouldn’t feel the tear on his forehead. “I
won’t blame you.”
I waited for an answer. Anything. A
change in position or a word on any subject. The weather. Sports. Something.
But all he did was breathe.
I smiled so wide, tears fell into my
mouth. He was sleeping.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
CD Reiss
CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon
bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the
fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you
call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did embed TV story structure in her head well enough for her to take a big risk on a TV series structured erotic series called Songs of Submission. It’s about a kinky billionaire hung up on his ex-wife, an ingenue singer with a wisecracking mouth; art, music and sin in the city of Los Angeles.
Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to give the toilets a once-over every couple of weeks or chop a cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
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GIVEAWAY &
NOTE FROM AUTHOR
I am so happy with the
response to Shuttergirl, and I cannot wait to send Michael and Laine out into
the world, because who doesn’t swoon over a second chance at love?
It’s a new genre for me,
and I’m exploding with excitement, so I’ve dropped some fantastic reasons for
readers to get the book right away.
TREAT YOURSELF LIKE A
MOVIE STAR!
$500 Spa Gift Card
If you could get an
hour, or ten away from the daily grind of paparazzi and interviews (or the job
and kids), what would you do?
Get a foot rub/slash/pedicure? A massage? Maybe something called a Sleep Treatment that right now sounds better than sex?
Maybe you’d bring a friend
or two, or maybe you’d just get a manipedi when you wanted one. Because the
life of a megastar ain’t for the weak-willed or lazy, and running from
paparazzi can really wear down a girl’s nails.
Woodhouse Spas are no
joke. They’re all over the country and they’re….sigh. Fabulous. But if you
don’t live near one, we can do Burke Williams, Halcyon Days or Red Door.
HOW TO ENTER
Take the fun SHUTTERGIRL READER QUIZ!
The link to the quiz is
in the back of the book, and yes, that’s the ONLY place to find it! There are
bonus questions relating to Jonathan and Antonio for extra prizes. You have
until June 3rd to enter! That gives you a solid two weeks to read the book and
get your chance at a $500 movie star spa treatment!
If you are a paperback
reader, email me and we’ll work it out.
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