Thank you for visiting my blog.Today I am featuring Kate Evangelista and her upcoming book RELISH. Kate decided to have a little fun and created a scavenger hunt with the first chapter of the book.I don't know about you,but I love scavenger hunts.Here you will find page 5,so make sure you find and read pages 1-4 first.There is link to the next page at the bottom.Feel free to leave a comment, ENJOY!!!
When Kate Evangelista was told she had a knack for writing stories, she did the next best thing: entered medical school. After realizing she wasn't going to be the next Doogie Howser, M.D., Kate wandered into the Literature department and never looked back. Today, she is a graduate of De La Salle University - Manila with a Bachelor of Arts in Literature. She taught high school English for three years and was an essay consultant for two. Currently she writes full-time and is based in the Philippines.
I left Lunar Manor broken, seeking comfort in the hands of Laurel “the Dragon” Hardy, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Gossip. Okay, I may have used him to ease the pain He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named caused by his confession of loving someone else. On New Year’s Eve! Granted, he was drunk off his ass, but still! I stay with Larry mainly because the dreams are getting worse. Worse enough to wake me in the middle of the night needing the touch of another to save me from losing my mind.
Unfortunately, the handsome bassist of the uber successful indie rock band, Vicious, is never far from my mind. I thought I was rid of him once and for all only to have him show up at my hotel in London. Luka Visraya’s power over me is intense. No matter how far I run, I always end up circling back to him.
If you think my story is just some romance about two lovers getting back together, think again. Little did I know that returning to Luka meant I’d be plunging myself into a world more familiar than I ever thought possible. Trust me when I say I didn’t believe it either when the truth finally came out.
Release Date: January 12, 2015
I studied the red light on the coffeemaker until it turned green and the robustness of the Sumatran blend the guy in my bed preferred woke me up further. I forced myself not to think about the special brew they served at Lunar Manor. That coffee tasted like money. The best beans, the best roast. My mouth watered, along with my eye. I blinked repeatedly. I had promised myself before I left Mom’s that I wouldn’t bring my depression back to Crescent City.
What good the promise did me.
Steaming cup in hand, I sat in front of my computer, one leg up, and clicked on the YouTube link that brought me directly to the Poison music video. Since its release in January, the video had been viewed thirty million times. Nothing new for Vicious. Their first single is well over ninety million now. The only difference? About half a million of those Poison views came from my incessant need to torture my heart. By now I had the entire sequence memorized.
The video began with a shot of the band in front of a snow-covered fountain. Vicious in all their leather-kilt wearing glory; except for Phoenix—she wore the tightest leather pants known to mankind. My heart melted at the sight of Dray pounding away on the drums, his eyes closed. Demitri stood to the left of the screen, plucking at the all-white bass in his hands—shirtless and showing off his tattoos. A pinch in my chest stole my breath when my gaze landed on Phoenix again. She’d taken the place of lead guitarist while the guy who’d broken my heart sang one of the saddest songs in existence.
As the video switched to scenes of me in a gorgeous dress made of leather and black feathers traipsing around in the snow-covered woods, I freely admitted to myself that I carried around a broken heart. I didn’t realize I had feelings for the blond-haired, blue-eyed, multi-pierced bassist of Vicious until he crushed it under his boot during the New Year’s Eve party.