Fighting Solitude by Aly Martinez ~ Book Tour & Giveaway

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Fighting Solitude is Book Three in the On The Ropes Series by Aly Martinez and is Quarry’s highly anticipated story.

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**Each book in the series can be read as a standalone**

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Blurb

 

I was born a fighter. Abandoned by my parents, I spent my life forging my own path—one guided by my fists and paved with pain.

Untouchable in the ring, I destroyed everyone who faced me, but that’s where my victories ended. Outside the ropes, I repeatedly failed the few people who loved me. Including my best friend, Liv James—the one person I’d die to protect.

Even though I didn’t deserve her, Liv never stopped believing in me. Never gave up. Never let go. After all, she understood what I’d lost, because she’d lost it too.

Liv was everything to me, but she was never truly mine.

That was going to change.

I lost my first love, but I refused to lose my soulmate.

Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.

Fighting to be the man she deserves.

Fighting the solitude of our pasts.

Fighting for her.

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Excerpt

Fighting Solitude

Prologue

“Mia!” I shouted.

It was worthless. She’d been deaf since the day I met her.

She’d never once heard my voice.

She’d never heard the deep rumble of my laugh when she was excited, signing so fast I could barely keep up.

She’d never heard my content sigh when she barged into the locker room after a fight—just her presence soothed the lingering madness brewing within me.

She’d never heard me whispering my deepest fears into her ear as she fell asleep on top of me.

She’d never heard the reverence in which I cried her name each and every time I took her body.

And she’d never once heard the ease in which the words I love you tumbled from my lips as I stared into her deep, jade green eyes.  

But as I screamed her name while watching her petite body seizing in the passenger seat beside me, I’d never needed her to hear me more.

“Mia. Oh God. I’ve got you, baby.”

She was still thrashing violently as I made my way around to her door, yanking it open while pleading with whatever god was willing to help.

When she stilled, a whole new level of silence filled the air around us. It wasn’t the absence of sound.

It was the absence of life.

“Mia, breathe!” I roared as her chest remained agonizingly still. “Help me!” I screamed at the closed emergency room doors, but no medical savior rushed out with the miracle I so desperately needed.

My hands shook wildly as I released her lifeless body from the seatbelt.

“I’ve got you, just hang on. Please just hang on, Mia,” I whispered lifting her into my arms and sprinting through the sliding doors. “I need a doctor! She’s not breathing!”

Nurses rushed towards me in slow motion as the seconds without air in her lungs passed at a terrifying speed.

Breathe.

A doctor appeared with a gurney and quickly took her from my arms.

The immediate loss was staggering.  

Hope became my only solace.

She needed help that I wasn’t capable of giving her, but that didn’t stop me from following close behind as they rolled her away. I was on the verge of self-destructing; letting her out of my sight wasn’t an option.

I stood motionless in the doorway while doctors and nurses swarmed around her. Their mouths moved frantically, but without my hearing aids I was worthless to make out the words their faint voices carried.

I never wore my hearing aids when I was with Mia. There was no point. She rarely spoke with her voice.

We’d spent four years building a relationship with our hands.

Those hands had told me animated stories that made me laugh until my face hurt from smiling.

They’d fought with me relentlessly, but always ended the night raking down my back in silent ecstasy.

Her fingers had fluidly signed I love you more times than I could ever count—or forget.

But as I felt the nurse attempting to physically remove me from the room, my eyes became fixated on her limp hand dangling off the side of the bed. It was the only sight more frightening than watching her flail mid-seizure.

It ripped the heart straight from my chest.

That hand was supposed to be full of life.

It was the very essence of Mia.

Pale.

White.

Still.

Oh God.

Sucking in a deep breath, I held it until the room began to spin.

It provided me no relief even as it forced me to my knees.

There would be no distraction from this.

I was going to lose her.

Yet another woman I couldn’t save.  

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Review

Jill’s Review

Each time I open a book by Aly Martinez, I think..ok there is no way she can top the last one I read… and each time she blows me away. And boy has she knocked us out with the On The Ropes series. Each of these three books comes at us with a stronger punch that just leaves you flattened on the mat fighting to regain your breath. Aly has an unbelievable way of taking the most obviously flawed characters, people who are struggling and turning them into heroes we will never forget and always love ❤

I just knew Fighting Solitude would be something else, but I still wasn’t expecting what Aly delivered. Here we finally get Quarry’s story, the last of the Page brothers. We have watched him grow up. Seen him go from a rough and tough little boy to now the sexy as hell all grown up alpha man we are drooling over. And in this book we get it all! Which is AMAZING! We not only get what is going on in the here and now, we get fabulous flashbacks to the beginning of Quarry and Liv’s friendship and following them throughout the years. It all flows so seamlessly and adds such a vital layer to the story and a necessary understanding to the complexity of their relationship.

Every single thing in this book… hell in this series was so well developed. Now, let me get this out here – since I have mentioned the whole series – yes, clearly Fighting Solitude is a part of a series. NO, you do not NEED to read the series to understand, follow and LOVE this book. Aly does an amazing job of laying out everything you need to know, including ALL of the background information, so that you know what has occurred in the past. You will not at all find yourself lost. Back to development – the story, the characters, everything was just perfect. And the flow and pacing. I just never wanted it to end.

Fighting Solitude has everything you could want in a book. Love, passion, friendship, action, surprises, twists, heartbreak, healing, sexy times. It is a story of soulmates, friends to lovers and in some ways a second chance love…

To say I recommend this book would be an understatement. Run don’t walk and #1click this book ASAP! You all need a little Quarry on your life!

I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for my honest review.

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About the Author

aly martinez

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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