New Release and Review: Give Me Yesterday

New Release and Review:  Give Me YesterdayGive Me Yesterday by Elle Christensen, K. Webster
Publication Date: September 25, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Second Chance Romance
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Synopsis

Synopsis

High powered divorce lawyer, Victoria Larkin, is known as the ice queen. Tough. Emotionless. What they don’t know, is that ten years ago, she lost everything. Including her hope for the future.

Chase Monroe struggles with his own demons. Devastated by guilt and on a mission to correct his past, he uses his skills as a college psychology professor to help others move beyond their grief.

When Victoria is forced to attend grief counselling, she meets Chase, and there is an instant attraction. Chase is determined to help her confront her past and find happiness. Victoria is afraid to relive her pain.

Just as they begin to step forward, tragedy strikes and throws them backwards, and they find themselves, once again, shackled to the past.

Can Chase and Victoria find the path to a happy future together? Or will they forever be wishing for yesterday?

I received this book for free from Authors in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

My Review

“Give me yesterday and I’ll give you forever.”

I became acquainted with K. Webster and Elle Christensen, two extremely gifted authors, when they first co-authored the book Erased. Since then, I have gobbled up their books and never looked back. 

WARNING:  Memories that will shatter you lie ahead.

Give Me Yesterday begins as we are introduced to two amazing young people, in love, given larger-than-life challenges,  and making it work.  Things change, lives are forever rearranged, and our story takes on a new feel with many twists and turns before leading us to its intended ending. 

“I’m addicted to this woman. Her presence is a salve to the gaping hole in my heart.”

Told in dual points of view, Give Me Yesterday made light appear in darkness and allowed for fulfillment of a love that transcended adversity. The prologue was a hook and presented a story in and of itself. There are not adequate words for how this story began and the tangle of emotions that swirled around the opening pages. I knew within that very short time that this was a story that would stay in my heart and mind.  In the midst of overwhelming emotions, the authors gave much-needed, light-hearted banter between Cort and Chase that was priceless. It allowed me to breathe and ready myself for what as to come. 

“…now it’s time for me to manhandle your heart.”

Coming to the end, my heart was full. Victoria was a metamorphic character. From page one until the end, the change in her was ever-present. I loved that Chase would do whatever it took to get to Tori; chivalry was not dead in this book.  There was not doubt by the end that Give Me Yesterday was a favorite of 2015.  Love at its best!

I feel as though I found an oasis of fresh water after having walked in the desert for an eternity.

Excerpt

Clack. Clack. Clack.

The angry clicks of high heels on linoleum thunders through the buzz of voices in the room, alerting me of our newest arrival before she even emerges from the hallway.  I check off her name on my list and fold the paper, tucking it into the back pocket of my jeans.  Lifting my eyes to the doorway, I await the notorious Victoria Larkin.

I’m not sure what I’m expecting.

Maybe a monster with bright red claws.

Perhaps a manlike woman with bulging muscles and a bowl cut.

What I don’t expect is a gorgeous, angry angel.

A blonde, blue-eyed woman, despite it being a casual, Saturday afternoon, fills the doorway with her fierce presence and perfectly styled hair.  Whereas everyone else, including me, is wearing jeans and T-shirts, she’s overdressed and out of place in her white silky, long-sleeved shirt that’s tucked into her crisp, black pants.  Her lips are blood red, as if she snacked on the ducks that live on the pond behind the community center before arriving and match her glossy, spiked heels.

Her nostrils flare in resentment as she surveys the room.  Disdain paints her features as she makes quick work of eyeing up everyone in the room, clearly judging them before she meets them.  I’m sure Bill seems like a dirty old man flirting with sweet Glenda.  And Nate, probably appears to be some goofy goon as he guffaws at a joke Claudia tells him.

The way she lifts her nose in the air in a haughty manner has me bristling with irritation.  What she doesn’t see is Bill, the man that used to cry at every session over the loss of his wife of twenty-three years, is finally beginning to smile and test the dating waters after three years since her death.

What she doesn’t see is Nate, a single father of three, who despite his laughter, aches for the loss of his wife Cindy in Afghanistan.  He struggles each day to be mom and dad to his little girls.

What she doesn’t see is me, a psychology professor that teaches about the five stages of grief, but most days, I’m fighting depression and the self-loathing that threatens to swallow me up.

She may be sexy as hell—rockin’ the whole naughty librarian look—but her insolence grates on my nerves.  Her holier-than-though attitude leaves a sour taste in my mouth and a desire to defend every single one of my friends to her.

When her sapphire eyes meet mine, relief washes over her features and I sit up to face the woman head on.  She ignores the diarrhea promised cookies Glenda offers and stalks over to me.  With each step, I admire the way her full tits bounce with the fabric.  She may be a bitch, but she’s a hot one.

Instead of introducing herself, she sits on the chair beside me and clasps her hands in her lap, lifting her chin high in the air.  I watch with interest as she then glances at the time on her expensive watch and huffs.

“Jesus, I swear.  People have no respect for other’s time.  Time is money,” she gripes.  “When a meeting begins at three, I expect it to begin at three.  Not three-oh-five.”

I raise a dark brow at her and steal a glance at the clock on the wall that reads one minute till three.

“Bastards,” I agree, with a chuckle.  “Some of us have shit to do.”

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About Elle Christensen

I'm a lover of all things books, I've been an obsessive reader since I learned how to spell! I've been writing novels and short stories since I was twelve, but they say to write the genre you love the most, so as an adult, I fell easily into writing romance. My husband is my biggest supporter and he's a great sport when it comes to fighting the people in my imagination for my attention. I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them!

About K. Webster

I love my husband of 11 years and sweet kids. My passions include reading, writing, graphic design, and shopping! I absolutely love social media and the power of how it connects people all over the world. You can usually find me easily on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!

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