REVIEW
– Zoe North by Joanne Rawson
Genres
Chic-Lit
Contemporary Anthology
Heat Level: 3 flames Boiling Sensual, yet more explicit love scenes, and the language may be more graphic and direct.
Heat Level: 3 flames Boiling Sensual, yet more explicit love scenes, and the language may be more graphic and direct.
Zoe North walked
down the aisle, aware that all eyes were on her. She knew she should be
savouring this moment, yet all she could focus on was the man at the altar, the
man that, in a few minutes from now, would be promising to spend the rest of
his life with her. As the vicar starts the wedding ceremony, Zoe recalls her
turbulent, two-year relationship with Dale Kennedy, literally, falling head
over heels but not in love, when they first meet. A night dancing at a salsa
club leads to more than she bargained for. An ultimatum that could change Zoe’s
life forever and a honeymoon she will never forget. A witty, spicy, story of
love, friendship and never expecting the inevitable.
EXCERPT
The church organist
hit the first chord to the bridle march, whereupon the congregation instantly
reared from their pews and turned around trying to catch their first glimpse of
the leading person for todays’ show. That would be me by the way, Zoe North,
and giving the finest performance of my life. Walking down the aisle, aware
that all eyes were on me, I knew I should be savouring this moment; the smiling
faces of approval of my couture gown; tears of joy from my mother, who thought
that this day would never arrive; laughing at my friends, acting like teenagers
as they pulled silly faces and gave me the thumbs up sign, as if it were my
first date. Yet all I could focus on was the man at the altar the man that, in
a few minutes from now, would be promising to spend the rest of his life with
me. I turned to pass my bouquet to my matron of honour. Is this really
happening? Am I really getting married today, or is it all just a dream? God
knows I have dreamt of this moment for what seems like a zillion years. vicar smiled at me and then addressed the
congregation. “God is love, and those who live in love live in God.” This is
it; this is usually the moment I wake up. Feeling a hand clasp mine, I turned
just to be sure, he was real. Sure enough, standing next to me, smiling
nervously was the man who had asked me to marry him. Oblivious to the organist
striking up the hymn, Love divine, all I could think about was how it all
started two years ago.
Typical of me, I
was running late, again! I seem to have spent my whole life rushing to get
somewhere. Rushing to school, rushing to work, rushing to get home to get ready
for a date I was already late for. My mum always says, “That girl will meet
herself coming back one day.” Laughing to myself that this could never happen,
I would probably be too late to meet myself. I bolted out of the front door of
my flat like a tornado, and suddenly found myself falling head first onto the
corridor floor. My reflexes were too slow to stop myself from falling and
hitting my temple on something sharp. Naturally, my body seemed to follow a few
minutes later, only to wince in pain as something jabbed under my ribs,
knocking the air from my lungs. I lay dazed for a moment and my heart pounded
like a big brass drum in my ears, from my soaring blood pressure. Breathless, I
managed to utter to myself, “What on earth just happened?” “I was just about to
ask you the same question,” came a male voice. It was deep and masculine yet
held a distinct tone of anger. With my backside stuck up in the air, and my
head resting on the cold tiled floor, I figured this was not a flattering
position for anyone to find me. However, I was very grateful that at least
someone had seen my predicament, and was offering some assistance, as I managed
to mumble a feeble, “Thanks, I’m fine ... I think.” “Do you intend to keep
lying on my state of the art music system, or do I physically have to remove
you myself? You clumsy, great lump.” If I had been vertical, and brave enough,
I would have loved to introduce his cheek to the palm of my hand. Clumsy, I can
deal with, it is yet another of my flaws. If there is something to trip over,
fall over or slip down then you can be sure I will be the one to do it.
However, great lump! I am the correct height for my weight, what was it with
men, obsessed with wanting all women skinny?
Review by Barb
for DRC
This is about having the love of your life right in front of
you but you just can’t see it, even when everyone else around you can. Zoe and
Luke have been friends for years, they know everything about each other and
can’t live without each other in their lives.
This is a story about a true friendship that turns into more
than a friendship but when one isn’t ready to acknowledge those feelings, you
have to move on right? This story has humor but also has heartbreak but when
your true love has always been there for you, what happens if one day he isn’t?
I laughed but could feel the pain within this story.
Such wonderful writing. I could feel what the characters
were feeling, good or bad or both. I had smile on my face while I was upset all
at the same time. I love books like this! You are not sure what will happen
next!
REVIEW BY BARB OF DRC PROMOTIONS REVIEW TEAM
This story is in my new anthology – Life’s Unexpected
Adventures Volume Two
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