Moment of Fate
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Title: Moment of Fate
Series: Moments in Time, #5
Author: Karen Stivali
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: February 24, 2016
Bryan Dane’s been living the dream—photography student by day, up-and-coming rocker by night. His summer goals are to earn his last few credits, graduate from NYU, spend as much time in the recording studio as possible, and survive the next few months without sex so he can complete his yearlong goal of self-imposed celibacy. Everything is on track, until he meets Oliver Newcastle.
For years Oliver planned a marriage of convenience with his high school BFF, but now that she’s fallen in love for real, with someone else, it’s no longer convenient. So Oliver came out to his family, quit his job, and left small-town New England for NYC, an intensive summer study program, and a chance to find his own happiness.
From the moment they meet the sexual tension between Bryan and Oliver sizzles. But Bryan wants no part of a relationship, and Oliver wants to sew his wild oats—he just isn’t sure how. Oliver seeks Bryan’s help navigating the NYC gay scene, which throws them together in increasingly more sexual situations until they can no longer deny they’re hot for each other. Bryan is desperate to keep things simple, but fate might have other plans.
Today, we have a special treat for all of you!! I am so excited to introduce Karen Stivali and to reveal the exclusive scene she wrote just for Alpha Book Club — I adored this book. Hard! I only wished that we got to see MORE of what went on inside Oliver’s head…so, Karen has written a scene from our sweet, yet very naughty – Oliver’s POV!!
**If you have not read this book…this scene may contain spoilers – it will also make you want to run out an purchase this book immediately. We cannot be responsible for any fall out – proceed with caution** ????
Although MOMENT OF FATE is written in first person POV and told from Bryan’s perspective, there are blog posts throughout the story that are written by Oliver. These blog posts are from his blog OLIVER UNABRIDGED, a website where he plans to chronicle his life in NYC for the summer…and post openly about everything that happens to him. But once he meets Bryan he feels like there are a few things he can’t quite blog about, because Bryan has figured out it’s his blog… So, here’s a blog post that is NOT in the book, because Oliver didn’t want to post this one (because he didn’t want Bryan to read it). But he doesn’t mind if you take a peek.
OLIVER UNABRIDGED (Private Entry)
I’m feeling a little guilty about writing a post that I’m keeping private. This blog was supposed to be my totally unabridged chronicle of my life in NYC. But that’s the thing. It was unabridged because it was anonymous…and now it’s not entirely anonymous anymore.
How did that happen? Because like an idiot I left my notebook in a conference room and the guy who found it looked inside to see who it belonged to…and now we’ve met and he knows I’m Oliver Unabridged.
If someone had told me that would have happened I’d have guessed I’d have freaked out, but I didn’t. This guy is…different. And I think part of why I didn’t lose it is that I wound up knowing his darkest secret too. Crazy, really, if you think about it. That two strangers could start out knowing each other’s big secrets, but we do. The Universe has a real sense of humor sometimes.
The funny thing is (and that’s part of why I don’t want to make this post public), although the guy was a stranger, I did know who he was. Well, okay, “know” is a bit of an overstatement. But I’d seen him before.
There are billions of people in NYC but I remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on this guy. It was my first day in NYC, the very first time I set foot in the TSOA building. And there he was. Not doing anything particularly noteworthy. Just leaning against the wall in the lobby, typing away on his phone.
It’s hard to say what I noticed first. His long lean body, wrapped in black skinny jeans and a fitted black t-shirt, all of which showed off his physique in ways that set my body aflame almost instantly. His hair, dark and the kind of messy that made me want to rake my fingers through it and see if it felt as soft as it looked. The tattoos curling their way down both arms that gave me the immediate urge to trace their patterns with my tongue. And believe me when I say I’ve never in my life had the desire to lick a total stranger…but this guy…IDK what it was about him, but it was like we were magnetized or something.
He didn’t even notice me. Of course. I’m like a ninja, sneaking through my own life undetected.
A few days later he was on the elevator. It took every ounce of self-control not to stare at him but when I did sneak a peek I found him looking at me. Pretty sure I turned several shades of red. The look in his eyes was enough to short circuit my brain to the point that I couldn’t think of a single damned thing to say to him.
Have I mentioned that I suck at the whole dating/meeting people thing? This is why. My brain ceases to function when there’s someone I’m attracted to nearby. I need to work on that. Fast.
I’m pretty proud of the fact that I got up the nerve to say something to him after I saw his band perform. I was nervous as fuck but I knew I had to talk to him. I just didn’t expect that one conversation to lead to us telling each other things we never tell anyone.
It’s cool though. Like we’re on even footing or something. And I know I can trust him, which feels great because I really don’t know anyone else in the city and I’m really happy to have someone I can talk to now. Not that I’m not hoping at some point we’re doing more than talking…but I can wait. I think he’s worth the wait.
And if he is then maybe someday I’ll wind up blogging about him and actually posting it. *fingers crossed*
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Karen Stivali is a prolific writer, compulsive baker and chocoholic with a penchant for books, movies, and fictional British men. She’s also the multiple award-winning author of contemporary and erotic romances. She writes novels about love…like real life, only hotter.
Karen’s lifelong fascination with people has led her to careers ranging from hand-drawn animator, to party planner, to marriage and family counselor, but writing has always been her passion. Karen enjoys nothing more than following her characters on their journey toward love. Whether the couples are m/f or m/m, it’s guaranteed that Karen’s novels are filled with food, friendship, love, and smoking hot sex—all the best things in life.
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