Title: Hate to Love You
Author: Elise Alden
Publisher: Carina Press
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: Jun 02, 2014
Despite my slutty reputation, I was technically a virgin at eighteen. But it turns out all those sex-ed teachers aren’t just trying to scare you. The faint positive on the budget pregnancy test sent me spinning, moments before I was supposed to meet my snooty sister’s new fiancé.
Shaking hands with upper-crusty James was like downing a triple shot of vodka. Dizzy with desire, confused by my body’s reaction, and shocked by the possessiveness flashing in his eyes, I deceived him that night and told the world at their wedding reception.
I slept with my sister’s fiancé. Hot and sweaty, all night long in a room so dark he couldn’t tell I wasn’t her.
Said fiancé is the father of my child. The one I signed over my rights to just before he was born.
That was seven years ago.
It’s time to come clean.
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In my experience, telling the truth very rarely sets you
free; it weighs you down with an entirely new set of
problems and therefore should be avoided at all costs.
But my sister Caroline’s wedding reception and the
booze that went with it proved a toxic combo, and here
I am seven years later, still reeling from the repercussions
of opening my mouth.
If you want you can watch me self-destruct on You-
Tube. “Trash at the Bash” continues to be very popular,
or so I was told in the rejection letter from Holborn
Sometimes people ask me why I did it—why I chose
Caroline and James’s wedding to divulge my secrets. I
never answer them because the truth is...
I did it because it felt good.
Actually, it felt great, but now I would do anything
to stop my eighteen-year-old self, hold her down and
sit on her because I’m not that messed-up girl anymore.
Unfortunately, I’m still paying the price for her actions.
Revenge is a dish best served cold? What a load of
crap. My vengeance against Caroline had been a long
8 hate to love you
time coming but the joy of it lasted only as long as it
took to finish my speech. James served his up hot, so
scalding it’s seared into my heart and will be for as long
as I live. Of course, the whopper I told alongside the
truth is probably more to blame for that than anything
else, but I figure there wouldn’t have been one without
the other. Just saying.
Does my conscience hurt? Like a son of a bitch.
But coming clean after all this time would only harm
the person I love the most. Luckily, I’ve got a plan that
will allow the truth to stay cozily buried and still get
me what I want.
If it works.
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About the Author:
Who am I?
I proudly admit it. I am a woman who reads, writes and revels in romance. I’m no teenybopper but I’m young enough to wear stilettos and notice a pair of muscular thighs. Butterflies make me happy and I love ruined castles – the more remote the better. I carry my country’s flag in my backpack in case I get the urge to wave something other than my finger. People who don’t swear make me nervous and if they also don’t drink I have been known to hyperventilate. I am unabashedly irreverent and by extension I excel at profanity.
Recently, I was surrounded by mid-life crises so I decided to have one of my own: I gave up my office job to be a stay-at-home-mum, dreamer and writer of romance novels. Notice I did not say cook, which comes as a relief to my family. I am wife to a man who urged me to find my passion and has gone beyond the call of duty to allow me to pursue it. He won’t iron though, but them’s the breaks.
What do I write about?
Flawed people. I love creating them, giving them conflicts and seeing what they do. I write stories about imperfect people doing imperfect things, and those who are destined to love them. Some of my characters are suffering or have suffered. Others are clueless or abrasive, or sometimes lost. But none are whingers or see themselves as victims because then I’d have to kill them off.
Warning: In my novels you won’t find ‘fade to black’ or chaste kisses with the odd, longing look. I write sizzle-your-socks-off graphic nookie because I revel in reading it. Realistic, gritty and sometimes funny sex. Passionate, with the vocabulary to match!
As Elise Alden I write contemporary and historical romances. If you fancy taking a romantic whirl around space opera or fantasy check out my other self, Sienna Bronwyn.