Thursday, January 23, 2014


Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000038_00072]

Title: Shelter You
Author: Alice Montalvo-Tribue
Release Date : January 14, 2014


She's mine. That was the first thought that came to my mind when I held my baby in my arms at seventeen. I didn't care that my parents had already promised to give her to a wealthy family. That they were forcing me to give her away. She was mine. I ran away from that hospital, from that family, from the only life I knew. I planned to start over with what little money I had, determined to make something of myself despite the odds. Then Logan Tate came along. Gorgeous and controlling, he claimed he was trying to help me, and he didn't care that I was just another teenage pregnancy story. But I don’t trust him. I don't trust anyone. And if Logan knew the real secrets and lies I was keeping inside, he wouldn't dare try to shelter me.  
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An Excerpt
A gentle rapping on my door pulls me from my thoughts. I lift my head just in time to see Logan slowly opening my door and peeking his head in.
“Hey,” I reply, inwardly praying that he’ll just take pity on me and go away. Let me wallow in my misery and self-hate all alone.
“Can I come in?”
What am I supposed to say? No Logan, you can’t come into a bedroom in the house that you own? A bedroom that you’re letting me use for free?
I let out a sigh and push up onto my elbows so that I can get a better look at him. “Of course you can come in. It’s your house.”
He crosses the room in a few quick steps and before I can question or protest he’s hopping up on the bed and lying down next to me on top of the covers.
My eyes go wide with surprise. “What are you doing?”
He brings his arms up and places his hands behind his head, using them as a pillow. “Relaxing for a minute it’s been a long day.”
“You have your own room to relax in, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” he replies, turning his head to the side so that he can look at me, “but I wanted to talk to you. This kills two birds with one stone.”
I know Logan enough to know that he’s not going anywhere until he gets his way so I do the only thing I can do. I let out a huff and roll my eyes. “Fine, talk.”
“Do you want to tell me what happened downstairs?” There’s no anger in his voice, no reproach in his tone. He’s cool, calm and collected; right now I envy his ability to remain level headed.
“I… I don’t know, I just thought that maybe… I…”
I bury my head in the pillow and muffle out an answer. “I thought that maybe you wanted me to kiss you.”
“You’re wrong.”
Oh my God, if ever there was a time I’d like for the floor to open up and swallow me whole this is it. This is by far the most humiliating moment of my life. “Yeah, I got that.” I croak out.
He slips his hand between the pillow and my face and tugs at my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “I didn’t want you to kiss me because I wanted to be the one who kissed you, and I would’ve but you beat me to it, and I liked it. I wanted it.”

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About the Author
6949931 Alice Montalvo-Tribue lives with her husband and daughter in New Jersey. She has a bachelors degree in communications and is currently working on her masters degree. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, and when the weather permits lounging out on a beach.


Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000038_00072]

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