Welcome to the Book Blitz for The V Girl by Mya Robarts thanks to Xpresso Book Tours! I'm really excited to be participating in this blitz as I'm looking forward to reading The V Girl--I have a copy for review that I'm hoping to get around to reading very soon.
Anyway, today I have a fab excerpt to share as well as a tour wide giveaway to share. Enjoy!
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Lila’s coping mechanism to her mother’s rape and kidnapping is her secret. A secret that will bring her closer to Aleksey, a foreign, broody man. Lila does not trust him because his links to the troops and his rough, yet irresistible appearance. Aleksey offers Lila an alternative to her plans, a possibility that terrifies her…and tempts her in spite of herself.
All the while Lila will have to find a way to live in the constant company of death, slavery, starvation, sexual abuse and the danger of losing the people she loves the most.
**This book is recommended for readers over the age of 18 due to strong language and sexual content.**
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....From The V Girl.....
Prologue:
In the barely lit room, there are only some gym mattresses and a couple of mirrors. I’ve set the mirrors so I can watch myself losing the V of my nick name.
My “one-hour stand” climbs up the mattresses and touches my naked trembling body. His breathing becomes ragged, his eyes are dark.
I never imagined my first time like this. In my imagination, having my first time meant I would be in love.
I always thought I would only allow myself to be with someone in that way if I really, really, loved that person. He would also be unconditionally in love with me. He would be someone who would look at me as though I was his sun.
I wanted to lose my virginity to someone who adores me. Preferably someone who had said the five magic words: “Lila, will you marry me?” I wanted to have sex for the first time with someone I’d consider worthy enough to spend the rest of my life with. If I only had more time. Eighteen is too young in my book to have met the person to whom I want to commit my life.
I wish this occasion could have been a romantic spur of the moment situation. One thing leading to other in a natural manner and then...I wouldn’t be a V girl anymore.
That would have been an ideal situation. But I don’t live in an ideal world; I live in a world defined by a civil war.
My deflowering can’t be romantic or spontaneous. I’ve been preparing my first sexual encounter since I heard the troops were on their way to Starville.
I don’t love my sexual partner. He doesn’t love me either. But it has to be him or it is going to be a random guy from the troops…through force.
My “lover” hesitates for a moment. I feel his weight pressing me to the mattress. His body tenses. I wait for him to make the next move. But I’m afraid he has changed his mind.
Prologue:
In the barely lit room, there are only some gym mattresses and a couple of mirrors. I’ve set the mirrors so I can watch myself losing the V of my nick name.
My “one-hour stand” climbs up the mattresses and touches my naked trembling body. His breathing becomes ragged, his eyes are dark.
I never imagined my first time like this. In my imagination, having my first time meant I would be in love.
I always thought I would only allow myself to be with someone in that way if I really, really, loved that person. He would also be unconditionally in love with me. He would be someone who would look at me as though I was his sun.
I wanted to lose my virginity to someone who adores me. Preferably someone who had said the five magic words: “Lila, will you marry me?” I wanted to have sex for the first time with someone I’d consider worthy enough to spend the rest of my life with. If I only had more time. Eighteen is too young in my book to have met the person to whom I want to commit my life.
I wish this occasion could have been a romantic spur of the moment situation. One thing leading to other in a natural manner and then...I wouldn’t be a V girl anymore.
That would have been an ideal situation. But I don’t live in an ideal world; I live in a world defined by a civil war.
My deflowering can’t be romantic or spontaneous. I’ve been preparing my first sexual encounter since I heard the troops were on their way to Starville.
I don’t love my sexual partner. He doesn’t love me either. But it has to be him or it is going to be a random guy from the troops…through force.
My “lover” hesitates for a moment. I feel his weight pressing me to the mattress. His body tenses. I wait for him to make the next move. But I’m afraid he has changed his mind.
I spent years trying to become a contemporary dance choreographer. Eventually I realized that I enjoyed writing my stories rather than creating dances for them.
I am obsessed with books that present damaged characters, swoon worthy guys, controversial topics and happy endings.
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3 x eBook copy of The V Girl + 20$ Amazon Gift Card
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Thank you for hosting the Blitz Rachel!
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