[Book Tour] Impossible Promise by Sybil Bartel

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Impossible Promise

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Sybil Bartel


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Three years ago, Layna Blair listened in horror over a telephone line as her parents were murdered. When the killer said she was next, Layna panicked and made a deadly deal—his secret in exchange for her life. She’s paid the price every day since, becoming a prisoner in plain sight.

Marine Sergeant Blaze Johnson offers Layna a way out—her freedom, his rules, no questions asked—and she takes it, despite knowing what her keepers do to people who get too close. She doesn’t know Blaze is fighting his own demons or that beneath his warrior façade is a man on the verge of breaking.

Embarking on a wild revenge mission with Blaze and his smooth-talking best friend, Talon, is not what Layna signed on for. But attempting to run when Blaze has made no secret he intends to make her his is a reckless mistake. With the killer closing in, it’s up to Blaze to save them all—and to Layna to realize that she’s risked the one thing she can’t afford to lose.

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Genre: New Adult, Romance

Date of Publication: March 23rd 2015 by Carina Press



“Do you have a headache?” He sounded worried.

For one tiny little second, I let myself pretend he was honestly concerned. Then I stomped the sentiment down. Shivering, I stepped back and turned to go inside. “I need sleep.” I made it two steps before Buck caught my arm.

“I never said I didn’t want you. You’re beautiful, Layna.” His words came out in a desperate rush.

My head snapped to his. “Don’t patronize me. I’m not a fucking Barbie and I’m not stupid.” I yanked my arm away.

“What are you talking about?” His face scrunched up like I was crazy.

This conversation was going nowhere. I spun around again, intent on getting inside. If I was going to be pissed off and tired, at least I didn’t have to be cold too.

“I asked you a question.” Buck’s steely voice came from behind me.

I kept walking. Fucking sand. I kicked at it uselessly and with my head down, got a face full of my temper. “Shit!”

Iron arms wrapped around me from behind. “Stop.”

“Let go of me, damn it!” I couldn’t even get my arms free to wipe the sand out of my eyes.

“No.” Calm, measured, Buck spoke like he had the upper hand.

And I got pissed. Red, hot, flaming, one for the record books pissed. My left leg lifted and slammed back down on top of his foot before I knew what I was doing. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought maybe tequila hadn’t been such a good idea tonight.

Buck grunted and dropped his arms.

I wasted no time. I turned and let him have it. “Next time I say let go of me, listen!” I jabbed my finger in his steel-hard chest. “I may be half your size, but I know how to drop you, got it?”

To give him credit, Buck stood there without reaching for his foot. I’d used my heel, so I knew it hurt, but his face showed nothing.

“I wasn’t patronizing you.”

I laughed a sick-sounding laugh. “That’s rich. Go ahead, add insult to injury. I’m immune to it now.” I was angry enough to be immune to anything.

“You’re beautiful,” he said softly.

Except that.

I was frozen when he took a step closer. “You misunderstood. I’d give anything to get lost in your eyes right now, feel the silk of your hair.” He fingered a lock of my hair. “I wish I could wake up tomorrow to your smile.” The backs of his fingers fluttered across my cheek. “You’re beautiful and all I keep thinking about is that kiss in the car.” He cupped my cheek but his eyes turned hard. “And that’s why I said I wouldn’t touch you again. I can’t protect you if I’m not thinking. I can’t keep you safe if I’m only looking at you.”


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Author Bio

I grew up in Northern California with my head in a book and my feet in the sand. I dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew me into the world of storytelling. I love the New Adult genre, but really, any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes me swoon.I now live in Southern Florida and while I don’t get to read as much as I like, I still bury my toes in the sand. If I’m not writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in my backyard, you can find me spending time with my handsomely tattooed husband, my brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…

But Seriously?

Here are ten things you really want to know about me.

I grew up a faculty brat. I can swear like a sailor. I love men in uniform. I hate being told what to do. I can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks me out. My favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—I can’t decide. I have a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on me for driving directions, ever. And I have a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell my husband.

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