Today is Valentine's Day, a day celebrating romance and flowers and chocolates. And J.L. Berg, a lover of all three, wants to celebrate with everyone! There's a books-and-chocolate giveaway Below!
Giveaway:
This giveaway is open internationally! There's five prize packs, two e-books for international winners and three print copy/Compartes chocolate prize packs for US/CA winners! The winners will have their choice of books from J.L. Berg!
About WITHIN THESE WALLS:
Within these walls, he became my solace, my sanctuary and my strength.
I am not strong. I am just a survivor of circumstance.
Isn’t that what we all do? Survive?
Each of us has our own set of circumstances to muddle through. Mine are just
more…complicated.
Born with a severe heart defect, I’ve seen the inside of a hospital room more than
my own bedroom.
I was drowning, a prisoner to the illness that owned me, until he appeared. He
thinks he’s blocked out the world with his tattoos and hard exterior, but I see the
real Jude, the one he so desperately wants to forget.
But is he the answer to my prayers or will he break my already damaged heart
forever?
My name is Lailah Buchanan, and this is our story of hope, redemption and
sacrificing it all for the one you love.
I am not strong. I am just a survivor of circumstance.
Isn’t that what we all do? Survive?
Each of us has our own set of circumstances to muddle through. Mine are just
more…complicated.
Born with a severe heart defect, I’ve seen the inside of a hospital room more than
my own bedroom.
I was drowning, a prisoner to the illness that owned me, until he appeared. He
thinks he’s blocked out the world with his tattoos and hard exterior, but I see the
real Jude, the one he so desperately wants to forget.
But is he the answer to my prayers or will he break my already damaged heart
forever?
My name is Lailah Buchanan, and this is our story of hope, redemption and
sacrificing it all for the one you love.
Excerpt:
With one pudding cup snug in my pocket, I was the epitome of stealth.
I slipped through the door quietly, ignoring the fact that I looked like a creepy
stalker, and I stepped into the darkened room like I had a purpose.
I did work here, so there could be a dozen reasons for me entering a patient’s room.
Delivering a fudge snack pack was probably not one of them.
Like the many times before, I tried not to linger as I entered the room, but with each
passing visit, it became more and more difficult.
The first night I’d decided to do this, I’d quickly done this drop-and-dash routine. I
had gone in and out without a second glance.
But then, I’d met her. I’d come to her room and found myself face-to-face with the
girl behind my late-night pudding runs. She was shy and timid, her gestures clumsy
and unpracticed. She was so different from the polished and sophisticated girls I’d
grown up with. Even her name was awkward. It sounded like the classic Eric
Clapton song “Layla,” but hers was spelled all wrong.
She had made me curious. I’d suddenly wanted to know what else in this world
would make her smile.
I slipped through the door quietly, ignoring the fact that I looked like a creepy
stalker, and I stepped into the darkened room like I had a purpose.
I did work here, so there could be a dozen reasons for me entering a patient’s room.
Delivering a fudge snack pack was probably not one of them.
Like the many times before, I tried not to linger as I entered the room, but with each
passing visit, it became more and more difficult.
The first night I’d decided to do this, I’d quickly done this drop-and-dash routine. I
had gone in and out without a second glance.
But then, I’d met her. I’d come to her room and found myself face-to-face with the
girl behind my late-night pudding runs. She was shy and timid, her gestures clumsy
and unpracticed. She was so different from the polished and sophisticated girls I’d
grown up with. Even her name was awkward. It sounded like the classic Eric
Clapton song “Layla,” but hers was spelled all wrong.
She had made me curious. I’d suddenly wanted to know what else in this world
would make her smile.
About J.L. Berg
J.L. Berg is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready Series. She is a California native living in the beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart, they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she's not writing, you will find her with her nose stuck in a romance novel, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
I would love to spend Valentines Day with Jamie Fraser from Outlander series. =D
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