Release Date: September 4, 2019
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I shoot war zones, not nuptials.
But when my ex-wife lands a starring role in the wedding of the year, it’s tempting to change things up a bit.
Who’s better than me to follow her around before and during the big day, capturing every picturesque moment, snapping every detail as they join together in wedlock? No one.
Not to mention, she still owes me for destroying my prized vintage camera during our divorce.
As the saying goes, revenge is a dish best served cold.
“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” Tabatha’s face reddens to an unnatural shade I’ve not seen before. Her tiny fingers pinch at my arm as she tugs me in the direction of the exit.
“Well, this here is a camera.” I stop, holding it up to show her, pissed about her pinching my arm. “And I use it to take pictures. I know you don’t like the candids, but Mr. Simpcox was real specific—”
“Oh, cut the shit, I know who you are,” she fumes.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I hedge.
Her gaze cuts through me. We make it outside and she turns once the doors close.
“I know it’s you, Pax.” She stomps her foot, making her breasts bounce. It takes every modicum of strength I possess not to look. I may hate the woman, but that doesn’t mean I hate her breasts.
“I’m not sure about this whole Pax person, but my name is—”
She reaches up and grabs the corner edge of my fake mustache, pulling down sharply and taking skin along with the piece.
“Ouch, what the fuck, Tabs?” I touch my fingers to my upper lip and pull them away seeing blood on the tips.
“I knew it!” she yells. “Oh my god. You are unbelievable. What are you doing here?”
“That fucking hurt!” I grab a lens cloth from my pocket and hold it against the stinging skin.
“I knew you were low, Pax. But this is beyond. How could you do this? I can’t believe it.” Her voice grows increasingly shrill.
“If you could keep your voice down below dog whistle decibels that’d be great.” I stick a finger in my ear for emphasis.
“I will not keep my voice down. In fact, I’m going to get Hunter out here right now.”
“Do you really think that’s the best idea, Tabs?”
“Quit calling me that!”
“Think about it, babe. How’s it going to look that you hired your ex to be your wedding photographer without telling the new sucker?”
She pauses and takes a deep breath through her nose, letting it out slowly through her mouth. “I didn’t hire you, Liza did. And I’m sure once I explain the situation, she’ll understand.”
“Uh huh. Yeah. I’m sure she will.” I keep my tone purposefully skeptical. I’m stalling. I haven’t quite come up with why she should keep me on, and not tell the others, but I’m hoping to soon. I don’t want to get fired. That much I know. The reasons why are what I’m not willing to examine too closely.
“You did this on purpose, you deliberately tricked us into hiring you.” She jabs me in the chest with her finger, the nail biting into my skin through my t-shirt.
Fuck, that hurts too.
Stop being a fucking pussy, Pax.
And it occurs to me.
“Come on, Tabs. You don’t really think they’re going to believe you didn’t know I had an alias?”
“Of course I do.”
“Matthew Hanhauser has been around for a quite while.”
“That doesn’t mean I knew about him.”
“Are you sure about that? We’ve known one another for how long now? I’m pretty sure I told you early on in our marriage that I had a false name that I worked under. I mean, you had to have recognized it when you heard it.”
“Why would I?” She narrows her eyes.
“It’s my middle name and my mother’s maiden name. Pretty easy. And, of course, my wife would have known both of those things.”
Her face pales. “I didn’t—”
“I’m sure you didn’t.” My voice drips sarcasm. “And I’m sure they’ll believe you too.”
I see it on her face, the moment she realizes she’s going to have to go through with this. She closes her eyes and drops her head.
“What do you get out of this, Pax?” she asks after a moment, looking up at me.
“What do I get? Are you kidding? This is the best. For one, your next Mr. Sucker over there is going to pay me a fuck-ton of money.”
She rolls her eyes.
“Two, I’ve always enjoyed wedding photography.”
“You’ve never liked it,” she says.
She’s right. I decide to give her that one.
“True,” I say. “It pays great but it’s boring as fuck and a little beneath me to be honest—”
“Good to see your ego is still intact,” she interrupts. “Unjust though it may be.”
“Which leads me to the biggest reason why I’m doing this.” I pause for effect. “Revenge, baby. It would behoove you to be nicer to me. I’m in total control of how you’re going to look on your big day. Memories are fleeting, but pictures are forever.”
“You wouldn’t,” she gasps.
“I would, I am, and I will.”
“Pax, please don’t do this. Just let it go. Walk away.”
“You begging me, Tabs?”
“Would it work?” She looks up from under her lashes, her eyes pleading and her face soft. A long-practiced look I’ve seen her use many a time before. She’s playing me. Problem is, it’s damn effective.
Must stay strong.
I shake my head in response, not trusting myself to speak.
She looks down at her shoes and shuffles her feet.
I watch her, waiting to see what she’ll pull out of her magic hat next. I need to be prepared. She knows all the ways to get to me.
“I just.” She pauses and wipes at her nose with her finger, while sniffling.
Oh, she’s good.
Rarely can I handle crying. Fake or otherwise.
“You know, you and I never had a wedding, I always felt like I missed out on something big. Something important. And this is my chance. I know it’s silly, with it being a second marriage and all. But I’m excited about wearing a dress and going through all the pomp and circumstance. And I want beautiful pictures to capture the day, you know?”
She keeps her gaze down.
I tilt her chin up with my fingers, half expecting to see tears in her eyes, even knowing all the while this is a ploy. The look she gives me confirms my theory.
She’s faking it.
“That was almost convincing, Tabs.”
“Fuck off, Pax.” She turns to head back into the venue.
I grab her hand and pull her back to me. She stumbles into my chest.
“Must you?” she asks.
“Must I, what? Be so irresistible? Used to be a time you liked your body pressed up against mine.”
“Hardly.” She scoffs.
“You aren’t that good an actress, babe.”
“Don’t call me babe.”
“And don’t call me Tabs.”
She pushes at me, I let her go. “I hate you,” she seethes.
“Feeling’s mutual, darlin’.”
“Don’t call me that either!”
“Or darlin’? I’m making a list but it’s hard to keep track.”
“Hey, I’m just trying to be clear on what I can and can’t say.”
If she were a cartoon character, this would be the time when steam blew out her ears and her face turned bright red. “You know my name, use that.” She turns and walks away.
Her feet stop moving, but she keeps her back to me.
“Can I have my mustache back so I can return to work?”
She holds her hand out to the side and drops the mustache on the ground, then smashes it with her shoe, her sole rotating back and forth on it until it starts to come apart beneath her foot.
“Aw, come on, Tabs. That’s my only mustache,” I call after her.
She walks into the building, flipping me off as she goes.
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About the Author
Denise Wells has been reading since before she could talk. And to this day, escaping into a book is her go-to activity before anything else. She’s the author of five romance novels and one YA novel to date. She likes to write about sassy women and semi-flawed alpha-esque men. Denise’s female characters always have strong friendships, potty mouths, and like to drink–a lot. Denise is loyal to a fault, a bit too sarcastic, blindingly optimistic, and pretty freakin’ happy with life overall. As a diehard fan of the band Journey, Denise would be a rock star in the band if she couldn’t be a writer. Preferably during the Steve Perry years, when they were awesome. Home is in the Pacific Northwest where she lives with six special needs dogs, one cat (who’s busy plotting the demise of the six dogs), and a husband (BW) who has the patience and tolerance of a saint. And, lest she forget, Denise also lives with too many to count characters inside her head, who will eventually have their stories told.
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*LIV* A new widow. A positive pregnancy test. And an old friend who offers a place to stay. I never imagined my life would end up this way. I thought I had everything figured out until I got the call my husband was killed in a car accident and that my period was late. Dead Husband: Check Positive Pregnancy Test: Check Screwed Beyond Belief?: Double Check
*BREEZY* A zero fraternization policy. A sexy new boss. And a girl who’s hell-bent on breaking the rules. Derrick made a big mistake when he told me he doesn’t date employees. It’s like he just placed a giant piece of chocolate cake in front of me and told me not to touch it. What else does he expect me to do? You think you can resist me, Derrick? Challenge accepted.
*JUDE* A girl with a dream who doesn’t need a distraction. And a guy who doesn’t give a damn. I’ve been asked to compete in an online gaming championship and I can almost taste the victory on my lips. But then my assistant coach arrives named Jude. I can’t get distracted. Not when I’m so close to achieving my dreams. But I can’t help but wonder… is my focus on the right prize?
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Kelsie is a sucker for a love story with all the feels and enjoys a solid chick flick, too. When she’s not chasing words for her next book, you will probably find her reading or, more likely, playing with her three small children who love to drive her crazy. She adores chocolate, photography, and baking. And now that she’s actively pursuing her writing dreams, she’s set her sights on someday finding the self-discipline to not eat an entire batch of cookies in one sitting.
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Bailey works as an accountant and believes she is helping her boss when she uncovers something sinister. Confronting him about it puts Bailey in danger and into the path of of Devils Angel MC and their VP Axel. Axel realizes quick that Bailey needs protection and he goes about protecting her but he also realizes he wants to sleep with her but Bailey is not a one night stand type of gal. Axel was not looking for long term but he quickly realizes Bailey is his for the long haul, now he just needs to find the man intent on doing her harm.
This was great had some really funny moments in it. I liked Bailey, she is an intriguing character, her mom is a hot mess and was curious how that part of the story would unfold. Unexpected treat, looking forward to more in this series.
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by E.M. Bannock
GENRE: Modern Adult Romance w/Erotic elements
DeLucca is a successful Michigan divorce attorney. Growing up the center of a
bitter custody battle between her neglectful mother and her caring father
convinced her to become a Family Law attorney and champion the father’s that
seldom won in court.
Her handsome husband, Mickey, works for an oil development company. The money is great but as he climbs the corporate ladder, he must spend more time traveling and away from home.
It was love at first sight when they met in college. Their storybook marriage is the envy of all of their friends. They keep the spark in their marriage glowing red hot with wild, uninhibited behaviors in the bedroom. So why does the feeling of impending doom occupy Zoey’s thoughts?
Zoey’s Place is a modern erotic romance about bonding friendships and life’s lessons. See how Zoey handles the challenges that come her way. Experience her joys, fears, and unusual solutions.
This book contains explicit sex scenes and very mature subject matter. It is intended for adult pleasures only. So, turn on the fan, because it’s going to get hot!
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It was early evening. A scarlet sunset had faded into muted grey tones. The shimmering reflection of the moon danced on the surface of the lake as the lovers emerged naked, hand in hand.
The subject of love was not brought up nor was the word uttered by either. But it was love that was made that night. It was passionate and personal. They were two unwittingly becoming one.
The look on his face told her that he was looking for her approval. She called it his puppy dog look. She could read his face like a newspaper. There were subtle quirks and twitches that were telltale signs of his emotional state that only she seemed to be able to pick up on. Her mind wandered to the childlike grin he had before he proposed to her, and she chuckled.
Their lovemaking was hard and intense. It was a good thing their bedroom was in the guest quarters above the garage and not connected to the house where everyone could hear them making loud, crazy love. Zoey’s climactic groan of pleasure could have woken the dead.
Sparks of electric energy surged between them as the rhythmic tempo of their love play created a sweet melody of passion and desire, building until the thunder of their orgasms drained them of their strength.
Through the years of marriage they always kept the spark of excitement alive in the bedroom. Both were still adventurous and, between the two of them, it was just about anything goes. If they liked it, they added it to their repertoire. If they didn’t, it was a one-time deal. They had tried almost all the positions of the Kama Sutra. Some they passed on because it seemed that only contortionists could get into the twisted positions. They experimented with toys of all kinds, a little SMDS, role-playing, and porn.
I’d like to thank Musings From An Addicted Reader for hosting as stop on my Zoey’s Place Virtual Tour. Since I got to choose my topic, I chose to write about two people that are very important and close to me, even though they are imaginary.
Zoey and Mickey DeLucca
I want to tell you a little bit about Zoey and Mickey DeLucca. They are my main characters in Zoey’s Place. These two individuals were born out of an idea. Their personalities are nothing like those of anyone I know or have ever written about. As I wrote the book, I got to know them; what they looked like, what their childhood was like, why they thought the way they did, how they fell in love.
They had different backgrounds. Mickey was a mid-life, unplanned pregnancy. His parents sacrificed their active and lavish lifestyle for their son. They were very loving and were able to give him a full and honest understanding of life.
Zoey’s was born as the hippy movement was coming of age. Her parents split when she was young due to her mother preferring the alternative lifestyle and her father wanting it more traditional. She was the focal point of many bitter court battles over custody. At that point in time, it was unheard of for a father to get custody of a child. Her father spent every dollar he could on attorney fees and never gave up the fight for his daughter. It did not matter that Zoey preferred to be with her father, she was forced to live in the commune with her mother and the rest of the assorted members of the household. This was the deciding factor in Zoey’s career choice. She became a family law attorney and represented the very unrepresented fathers who were not being treated fairly by the courts.
These childhood experiences left lasting impressions on them. And although they came by different means, they both had the same core life values. They were kindhearted and generous. They were ambitious and ready to meet life head on.
Their love was true from the first. Like magnets they were drawn together, and from the moment they met, they were in love.
By mutual consent they decided not to have children. After realizing the sacrifice of lifestyle his parents gave up for him, Mickey had decided that he didn’t want that for himself. He enjoyed living with a level of material comfort. He knew that his career path would not lead him to a 9 to 5 type of job. Children did not fit into the equation. He was fine with it.
Zoey still had nightmares about the fights, and the court dates that were part of the custody battle for her. She remembered the hatred her mother had for her father. She thought it was hypocritical because her mother was preaching Peace and Love with her hippy friends but treated Zoey’s father with such vitriol. She never wanted to put a child through that. She never wanted to put herself in the position of having to fight for her child. Her memories left her with feelings of self-doubt as a parent. She decided she would never have children.
Zoey and Mickey have many more things in common, including insatiable sex drives, which is why they are a perfect fit for each other.
Although they have no family, per say, except for each other, they have four best friends that are always there when needed. Their children consider Zoey and Mickey their aunt and uncle and are treated as such and spoiled in return.
But as in real life, it’s not all hearts and flowers. Life is sometimes cruel. Zoey and Mickey’s lives are not immune to hard times and unexpected trials.
Through the process of writing this book I reflected on things that were important to me; friends, family, children. I realized how much I loved my friends and blood couldn’t make us feel closer. I have a love for my family that is special and precious. I tried to draw on my own feelings and experiences in a way that my readers could also feel and experience these emotions. Without giving too much away, let me just warn you that you will need a comfortable chair, tissues, a drink of choice, and a fan, when you read this book because it gets hot and a little crazy. Enjoy!
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E.M. Bannock grew up in the Detroit suburbs. She is the second child of seven and eldest daughter of a working class family. Her parents had traditional, old style, European ideals which clashed with her modern, adventurous personality. The daughters were not encouraged to attend college. Instead they were expected to get married, have children, and be homemakers.
Her father was a great storyteller and sparked her love for writing. In high school she enjoyed writing short stories and poetry. A small inheritance from her father gave her the funds needed to begin her career as a published author. She has published two books, Totally Devoted, which is also available in audio, and Zoey’s Place.
Born with the wanderlust, she found herself in Los Angeles. LA was an exciting place to be in the early 70’s and she experienced all that it had to offer. She met her husband there.
Marie and her small family have lived in California, Oregon, Alaska, Florida, and Wyoming, where she now lives with her small family which includes a spoiled dog and cat, two horses, also spoiled, and a brood of chickens that live like queens in the chicken-coupe-de-ville.
She has made her living as an office manager, computer programmer/analysts, project manager, clothing sales person, substitute teacher, and buffalo meat packer. Throughout it all, she never lost her love for writing.
E.M. Bannock is a Goodreads Author, a BookHub Author, a member of the Romance Writers of America, and a Rocky Mountain Fiction Writer. Her book, “Totally Devoted” is a finalist for a 2019 NERFA (National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award) in two categories.
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Single mom Tess Howland catches the eye of playboy millionaire Miles Prescott at a fundraiser and deciding to throw caution to the wind they have a one night stand. Miles though wants more then Tess is willing to give. Tess can’t deny the attraction to Miles but she has responsibility to her three children, but what happens when she takes a chance at finding the right one?
I liked this, I thought a lot of the struggles they shared were realistic. This is a great story for end of summer just put your feet up and relax too.
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Publication date: July 25th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Our greatest risk was the one we never took …
It was an accidental spring fling three years ago—one week spent in the mountains of Big Sur and no one was the wiser. Ignore the fact that Tobias James was my neighbor and my best friend’s older brother. Or that upon our return his hoop dreams were waiting for him, robbing us of any potential future we could have shared.
Now, I’m fulfilling my own dreams in L.A. and my biggest dream of all is about to come true. The last thing I expected was for my past and my present to collide.
Not now. Not here. Not him.
But he struts back into my life like he never even left. Unfortunately, I’ll never forget what happened after he did.
The ball is in my court, but Tobias isn’t below stealing—my power, my resolve, my heart… When he wants a second chance to reignite our connection, my answer is simple. We can’t.
Not unless we defy the rules our dreams were built on and risk everything.
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Falling From Gravity
We pulled off the Pacific Coast Highway and drove into the small parking lot of a private entrance near Topanga Beach. It was a smaller surfing spot than our peers would normally venture to, with a slim chance of being seen by anyone we knew. Still, I couldn’t help the anxiety that flitted around my insides as I hopped out of the truck.
Tobias grabbed our boards, and I stripped down to my light-blue two-piece, leaving my white board shorts on. He’d already pulled his shirt off and stood there in his black-and-white-striped suit, grinning at me. “Why do you always wear those things?”
I looked at my short-shorts and shrugged. Heat rose in my neck and up my cheeks as I ran a hand down my sides. Would it be awful to admit that while I love my stomach and all my curves, I hate my thighs?
He eyed me for a second then leaned our boards against the side of his truck. After stepping forward, he placed his hands on my waist and pulled me close, so my chest was flush under his. “You don’t have to hide your body from me, Amelia.” He tipped my chin, his gaze burning into mine. “I’ve seen you naked.” My face caught fire at his words. Then the hand at my waist slid over my navel and down to where my shorts were tied. They unknotted with one pull. “And I love every sexy inch.”
My eyes held his as I swallowed and took a step back. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone swimming without the comfort of cloth wrapping my thighs, but I knew I had nothing to worry about with Tobias. He’d only ever appreciated my body—with his hands, with his mouth, with his words.
Like ripping off a bandage, I pushed down my shorts and tossed them in the bed of the truck.
“That’s my girl.” He held my board out to me with a grin. When I grabbed it, he dipped his head low, touching his lips to mine.
Despite the warmth of the sun, chills broke out over my skin. He pulled back, winking and taking my hand in his. “Let’s go catch some waves.”
By the time we reached the shoreline, my nerves had dissolved completely. I was thankful that he’d taken me to a spot private enough that we were the only two in the area. We swam out to the break, lifted ourselves onto our boards, and sat side by side in opposite directions, in no hurry to rush for a swell. The sun had started to dip in the horizon, painting the sky with a yellow to orange to blue gradient. And while there was a flurry of action around us, I focused on Tobias’s silence that spoke volumes.
“You were quiet on the way here.” My voice was so soft against the beating waves, I worried he didn’t hear me. But after a moment, he nodded, then his eyes flickered to me.
“I called social services.”
My chest squeezed at the frustration in his tone. I hated that he was getting doors slammed from everyone he approached for help. No wonder he felt like his life had been a lie. Without knowing where he came from, he would always feel there was a piece of himself missing. To Tobias, that piece was massive. “Did they tell you anything new?”
He shook his head. “Of course not. Except that another letter went out requesting consent from my biological parents. I just want to find them, you know. I have so many questions, and my parents refuse to tell me anything more than what they already have.”
“They refuse? Seriously?”
He shrugged. “They say they don’t know anything more. That it was a closed, private adoption through an agency in LA and there’s nothing they can do.”
Frustration brewed inside me as I thought about his parents. I’d lived next door to them most of my life, but I hadn’t realized how selfish they were until Tobias told me about their reaction to him finding the adoption papers. That they cared more about carrying on with the lie than they did about the son they swore they were only trying to protect. Tobias was certain the lie was more to protect their appearance of being the perfect family, and that killed me inside. “I’m sorry.”
“It is what it is.” He reached a hand out to play with a strand of wet hair that had fallen over my shoulders. “I don’t want to think about any of that when I’m with you, though.”
I tilted my head and smiled softly. Something about having the attention of Malibu’s once-golden boy all to myself lit my insides. I’d always been so focused on dance that I rarely dated in high school. And when I did, no one could hold my attention the same way that Tobias did. I loved being with him. I loved the way he made me feel. I hated that it wouldn’t last.
“C’mere,” he said with a tilt of his lips.
We leaned into each other, but the reach was too far, causing our boards to sway. I giggled as he growled and slapped the water. “Fuck it.”
Before I knew it, Tobias was slipping off his board and onto mine. He shook his head, sending water droplets all around us. Then he leaned forward again, this time with a glint of mischief in his gorgeous blue eyes. “Much better.”
He kissed me with saltwater lips, drinking me in like a starved man lost at sea. I wanted to be his life raft, to save him from his suffering and bring him safely ashore. But the tide was coming. The winds were unpredictable. And the eye of the storm was quickly approaching.
K.K. Allen is a USA Today Bestselling and award-winning author who writes heartfelt and inspirational Contemporary Romance stories focused on “capturing the edge of innocence.” K.K. graduated from the University of Washington with an Interdisciplinary Arts and Sciences degree. She currently resides in central Florida, works full time as a Digital Producer for a leading online educational institution, and is the mother to a ridiculously handsome little dude who owns her heart.
K.K.’s publishing journey began in June 2014 with the YA Contemporary Fantasy trilogy, The Summer Solstice. In 2016, K.K. published her first Contemporary Romance, Up in the Treehouse, which went on to win the Romantic Times 2016 Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best New Adult Book of the Year. With K.K.’s love for inspirational and coming of age stories involving heartfelt narratives and honest emotions, you can be assured to always be surprised by what K.K. releases next.
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Chiara was raised into the mafia world the hard way. Enduring the assault at the hands of her father until she was kidnapped and forced to marry a mob boss. One she’s sure is even worse than her father.
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The Road to Reality
by Dianne Burnett
Get ready to laugh. Get ready to cry. Get ready for a whirlwind of an adventure. Settle in for a powerful, poignant story of inner strength and courage-and get a fascinating, behind-the-scenes look at the making of Survivor, the world’s most popular reality show.
Spinning their mutual love of exotic adventure into gold, Dianne Burnett and her former husband, TV producer Mark Burnett, co-created Eco-Challenge, an expedition-length racing event televised on Discovery Channel that catapulted them into the arena of reality TV and set the stage for Survivor-a modern-day Robinson Crusoe with a million-dollar prize. But Dianne and Mark’s fairytale marriage did not survive their Hollywood success . . . she found herself left behind, her contributions unrecognized. She lost her partner in life and began to lose her identity. In that experience, she found an opportunity to grow.
A fascinating, fast-paced, heart-warming “page-turner,” The Road to Reality takes readers on a roller-coaster ride-complete with a zesty romance, as well as the ups and downs of going for your dreams-while it imparts the lessons learned as Dianne discovers what really matters in life is something beyond fortune and fame.
Dianne Burnett: What I learned writing The Road to Reality
I couldn’t be quiet anymore. That would have been the polite thing to do; zipping it was the societally-preferred course of action. Just smile and take it. For years I did just that.
We do, after all, have two wonderful sons. I didn’t want them to feel torn in what was happening between me and my husband, Mark Burnett. I smiled at dinner parties, showing up with guy friends, explaining my husband was “on location” with Survivor or attending another awards dinner in New York. I explained to the boys that Daddy had a new clubhouse where they could play and where he could work.
The impact of an absent husband no longer living at home, however, sent my world into new orbit. I went from “Does not compute” to the realization I had to find my own path again. The one I’d been on before I met Mark—who, like me, came from a modest background, but who took me gallivanting around the world–the handsome Brit with whom I had a synergy and shared a belief that we were unstoppable. And we were.
We had no background in doing what we were doing, no fancy degrees, no connections. We had nothing but sheer will, and the willingness to research, put together proposals and run through our pitches again and again. But we did it—first with Eco-Challenge, the world’s premiere endurance-adventure race. And then with the idea for a TV show, that was a modern-day Robin Crusoe story. I gave the name to the program that would catapult reality TV into new directions. “Survivor.” And my handsome hubby finessed the concept, developed it, and pitched it.
Nobody bit. Ever single network gave it a red light. But Mark kept honing his pitches and I kept coaching him and encouraging him—“Honey, I know it will fly!”
And it did.
But winning at the lottery machine of life destroyed our marriage. Nobody preps you for success, for the way your credit cards suddenly don’t have limits, and you cause a sensation walking into a room. We went from “aspiring” to “golden” in six months time. And after another year, the union that had defined me for over a decade was seriously unraveling.
The truth is I didn’t know my marriage was effectively over until radio host Howard Stern announced it to the 18-34 male listening demographic. As calls came flooding in from friends asking if Mark and I were divorcing I took it calmly, still believing we’d get back together, that our trial separation wasn’t permanent. But then, as another year, then another went by, with Mark and I both dating other people, I understood that I had to get back on my own road. I didn’t want to be defined by my relationships any more. I wanted to have my own life again.
It wasn’t easy. At first, I felt like Chevy Chase in Vacation, caught on the roundabout, trying to forge my own way, trying to find my road again. I could see where I wanted to be but I wasn’t yet there. Writing this book proved to be the ideal exit.
I began writing it when I realized that I couldn’t get to where I was going until I understood where I’d been. So I went back and traveled my past, back to Commack, Long Island and the talent shows we put on at the swimming pools, back when I dreamed of entering showbiz. I relived my life discovering a tale of making one own way, with a love story at the heart, and a lot of adventure in between.
I understood finally that it wasn’t the destination that mattered, it’s the journey. And as I wrote the last words of The Road to Reality on a balmy, palm-breezy evening in the Gothic Quarter in Barcelona, I turned off the computer, walked into the night and felt like at last I’d found my road again.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Dianne Burnett is an author, producer, and actor of stage and screen. She is also a philanthropist and entrepreneur. Dianne and her ex-husband, Mark Burnett, joined their creative forces to invent Eco-Challenge, the impetus for Survivor, which kickstarted America’s reality-television show craze and went on to become the longest-running and most lucrative reality TV series of all time.
Following the success of Survivor, Dianne produced and acted in the stage play Beyond Therapy at the Santa Monica Playhouse, served as Executive Producer of the indie film Jam (which won Best Narrative Feature at the Santa Fe Film Festival), and acted in Everybody Loves Raymond. In memory of her mother, Joan, who lost her battle with esophageal cancer in 2010, Dianne formed Joan Valentine—A Foundation for Natural Cures, a nonprofit organization that serves as a resource for those seeking alternatives to traditional medicine.
She also recently launched a multimedia platform and social network: called theotherside.com, it explores alternative views on everything from relationships to health. Formerly of New York, Dianne now lives in Malibu, California, with her family.
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Title: My Blue (Love Never Forgets, Duet, Book 1) Author: Emery Jacobs Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: July 18, 2019 Cover Designer: Amy Queau with Queau Designs Photographer for front cover: Paul Henry Serres Photography Photographer for back cover: Wander Aguiar Photography Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
For most of my life, Ella Blue had been by my side. My best friend. My whole world. Then she vanished. Without a trace. I didn’t know how to move on without her, but I knew in my heart I’d never let her go—I’d wait for her forever.
For me, no time has passed. I have no clue what happened to the last eight years of my life. I have no memories of a life without Leo. He’s always been my one constant. And now I’m stuck in the past, trying to figure out if we can find our way back to each other. How can I move forward when I don’t know what I’m leaving behind? Ella and Leo must rediscover their love—a once-in-a-lifetime love…for the second time.
Emery grew up in Southern Arkansas and has lived most of her adult life in Northern Louisiana. She spends her days working as a Nurse Practitioner in rural health and her nights reading, writing, and occasionally sleeping.
She loves real life romance…lots of angst and heartbreak, but always a happy ending.