I'm running my first Goodreads giveaway! I'll be giving away two paperback copies of Pretty Dancer. Follow the link to enter! Excerpts below and check out the book trailer.

Giveaway link: https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...

Book trailer: https://youtu.be/M3NpOq3EOog

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Excerpt from Pretty Dancer:

Dancing has always been my passion, my dream. It was the thing I loved most. It was the only thing I had trust in. It was my way out, my salvation. I had a dream; a dream to dance my way to freedom, to escape the life I was in, to start actually living. My dream would come true and I would do anything to get it.


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Excerpt from Pretty Dancer:

Then one day, my world shattered for the third time in my life. I was barely eighteen and my heart had been broken three times. I had seen and heard horrible, ugly things. I watched helplessly as those horrible things happened to someone I loved. Then, those horrible things happened to me.
Somehow, I gathered myself up, put myself back together, piece by broken piece. I wasn't totally alone in that feat. My brother helped me. He saved me. I'm alive today because my brother was brave enough to stand up for me. To fight for me. He pulled me out of the nightmare and brought me back into what would be our new normal. For a long time, my brother was the only person I trusted in. The only person I loved more than my own life. He was all I had left. Until him.
I fell in love and he broke my heart with the secret he held. I ripped myself open to love him, to trust him. I faced my demons and told him my secrets. I was happy I did it. I felt better, whole, happy even. That is, until his own secret came back to slap me in the face. It was a secret that made me question if the reason my heart was broken in the first place years ago could have been avoided.
If he hadn't done what he did, would things have been different? Would my heart have been shattered not once, but three times? Was it his fault? Could I forgive him? Will I?
I wasn't one to believe in love or happily ever after.
But, I did fall in love.
I wanted the happily ever after.
And this, is my love story . . .


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Excerpt of Pretty Dancer:

My heart thumps hard inside my chest. All I hear are my own deep breaths filling the darkness around me. I count them silently as I release and inhale.
One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Soft blue lights come on, mixing with the white, giving my skin a blue hue. I know I have seconds before the music will start and I'm expected to move. To show everyone something remarkable, memorable, different. Personal, even if they'll never know just how personal it is. I'm expected to pull emotions from them as I mirror those same emotions across the stage. Make them feel everything that I feel in that moment, sadness, hurt, struggle, and the moment when I realize that I'm stronger than the demons trying to pull me under. I'm expected to take them on a journey through my recovery. My own struggle to fight my way through the darkness of my past into someplace better, someplace I want to be, someplace where I finally break free of all that once held me down. In that place, I learn that I can not only survive it, but overcome it. And so I do. I dance. Just like I did when I was practicing in the studio, I mimic the girl I see dancing in my head.
The music ends abruptly. I hit my last pose and stop. For a few endless moments in time, all I hear again are my own deep breaths.
One,
Two,
Three,
Four...

Giveaway link: https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...