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Blogger Appreciation Spotlight

I know that my books wouldn't be reaching nearly as many people as they have if it wasn't for all of the blogs that read, review, promote and share them. These ladies don't get paid to do this. They do it strictly for their love of books and to help authors out.  They go above and beyond and truly do it out of the goodness of their heart.

I'm sure all of you have seen Author Spotlights on blogs, where the blog features an author and interviews them so readers could get to know them a little better. Well, I've decided to change things up a bit and do Blogger Spotlights all this week on my blog. So everyone can get know know these wonderful blogs a little better. I have a lot of fun questions lined up that these girls will be answering starting tomorrow and make sure you become a fan of each of their Facebook pages, because they might just be having a little flash giveaway of their favorite Beth Rinyu book.

Here are some of blogs that will be featured:

 Through The Booking Glass
Three Chicks And Their Books
 Just One More Romance
 Reviews By Tammy & Kim
The Whispering Pages Book Blog


Until tomorrow........

Spend Your Sunday With Will & Gabby (Excerpt)

A Will To Change is now available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and itunes

If you haven't read it yet.....here's one of my favorite Gabby moments. So Why not spend your Sunday with Will & Gabby? I promise there will never be a dull moment:

“So, Gabby, tell me about this ‘friend’ of yours.”
“Will?” I smiled just thinking about him.
“Is that his name?” She smiled back and I nodded. “Well, I could see your face light up at the mere mention of him. He must be pretty special.”
“He is. He’s a really good friend. In fact, there are days that I feel like he’s my only friend.”
“Is that all that two of you are? Just friends?”
“Oh, yeah. Will and I never -.” I cleared my throat. “And we never will.”
“Well, why not?”
She caught me off guard with that question. How did we go from me facing my nightmares to me sleeping with Will? “I don’t know. It’s just not that way between us.”
“Is he already in a relationship?”
I busted out with laughter at the mere thought of Will in a relationship. “Umm, no! Will doesn’t do relationships.”
She nodded at me. “Well, are you attracted to him sexually?”
What the hell? “Uh, no… I mean, I don’t know.” Did the fact that I would get a little bothered on the nights that Will didn’t come home, surmising who he was with and what he was doing, or that I loved staring at him with no shirt on qualify as being sexually attracted to him?
“Well, Gabby, it’s obvious that you think the world of this guy, so why are you afraid to take the next step? Do you feel like you don’t deserve to be happy?”
“Umm…no. That’s not it at all! Look, Will dates…I mean, has sex with girls that look like swimsuit models and there are no strings attached.” I laughed at myself, realizing what I just said. “No pun intended.” She flashed me a smile over my quick wit. “What he and I have is much deeper than any sexual relationship, and I’m okay with that.”
“Well, you are a young woman with needs, and there is nothing wrong with fulfilling those needs with someone you care about.”
Oh, my god! I could feel my face turning red. She was telling me I needed to get laid?! I knew it was true, it had been four months since I last had sex and it wasn’t very gratifying, but with Will? Just hearing myself thinking such thoughts sounded ludicrous. “Well, even if there are tumbleweeds down there, Will certainly won’t be the one taking care of them.”

To All Of My Loyal Readers.....

I just want to give a special thanks to all of my loyal readers. The one's that took a chance on me from my very first book, The Exception to The Rule and have followed me ever since. The one's that I connected with over a sexy Irish guy named, Dailan O'Maley. The one's that were just introduced to me by having their hearts torn to pieces in A Cry For Hope and reading every one of my other books thereafter. To you guys I say THANK YOU because there are MANY days where I just want to stop this whole publishing stuff. Not writing, I will never do that and will always continue even if it's just for myself or just a select few - it's my addiction and my therapy. Some people have shopping, some people have food mine is my writing.

  I've met a lot of great people along the way that I consider very good friends and a few not so great ones, but the whole journey has been a true learning experience and and an eye opener. I've learned that promoting a book is harder than writing it, that writing for yourself  as if no one else will read it is the best type of writing you can do, not everyone is going to think your "baby" is as perfect as you do - in other words learn to take criticism gracefully and not like a spoiled three year old who doesn't get their way. But the most important thing I've learned is your true readers will stick with you no matter what. They will tell others about your books and they will buy your books no matter what the price. Which gets me to my whole point of this post (yes, there is a point). I thought long and hard for the pricing of A Will To Change I wanted to do something special just for my loyal readers. I thought about releasing at .99 cents for the first few days but was told by a few of my friends that had read the story that it was worth so much more than that and that my true readers wouldn't mind paying an extra $2.00. Well, turns out they were right. I have no problem with .99 cent sales. I, personally try not do it often only because I know how much time and effort goes into writing a book. I will do one occasionally to celebrate a special occasion or to promote a new release in a series. I have connected with a lot of new fans in doing so but my heart was telling me that Will and Gabby's story was so worth $2.99. So thank you again from the bottom of my heart. I don't think I need to tell any of you who I am referring to....I'm sure you already know!

PS....And a great big thank you from Will & Gabby xo

Meet Will.....he's finally here!

It's here...a day early! The day I have been waiting for from the time that I typed Chapter 47 of  A Cry For Hope and introduced the world to Will. A Will to Change is live on Amazon I want everyone possible to read Will and Gabby's story...I just love them so much! Trust me, it will be the best $2.99 that you ever spent.....Yup, I'm bragging!
Here are all of the links that will pull you into Will & Gabby's world and make you laugh, cry and possibly throw your reading device (so I've been told)


Amazon US
Amazon UK
Barnes & Noble

* It should be live on itunes within a week


So, grab a cup of coffee,some ice tea or whatever your drink of choice may be. Find a comfortable spot, whether it's on your couch, lounging by the pool, sitting on the beach and get lost in Will & Gabby's story.....oh and don't forget to leave a review when you come back to reality!

A Will To Change is Live on Amazon

He’s my best friend. I’ve never felt such a connection with anyone in my entire life and I don’t ever want to lose what we have. So, please, help a girl out. What do you do when you’ve fallen head-over-heels in love with someone that you know you will never have?
~ Gabby xo (A Will To Change)

US Link ------> http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00LA6OOVY
UK Link ------> http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0...
A Will To Change

A Cry For Hope - .99 cents

A Will To Change, the companion novel to A Cry For Hope will be releasing on 6/26. I've decided to put Hope's book on sale for .99 cents to give everyone the opportunity to read her story prior to the release of Will's. Even though either one can be read as a stand alone,I would love for all of you to take the emotional journey with Hope first. Grab your copy while it's only .99 cents!



A Cry for Hope

A Will To Change ~ Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1WILL
    ©Beth Rinyu 2014  
I lifted my head from the pillow, feeling like I had been run over by a freight train. Clearly, this was my body's way of telling me that I was getting too old to be partying this way, but I was going to ignore it for as long as I could. I knew better than anyone that you only live once so you may as well make it memorable. Once my eyes focused, I realized I was in Delia's bed, the woman I had sworn myself away from. But, after my eighth shot of Jack and one too many beers, I guess I had thrown all sense of reasoning out the window. I would have much rather been waking up next to that cute little waitress who had been flirting with me all night. 
I sat up, grabbed my pants from the floor and pulled them up. I reached inside the pocket for my phone to check the time and found a text from my sister-in-law.
Don't forget it’s your mom's b-day.
Oh, fuck. I totally forgot. Now I would just have to pay double to have flowers delivered to her today.“Hey, where are you going?” Delia asked as she sat up on her elbow. Black smudges were swirled around her eyes like a raccoon.
“I gotta get. I have some things to do before my shift starts,” I said, bending down to tie my shoe.
“Liar. You’re off for the next three days.”
Was I? Damn, this bitch knew my schedule better than I did.
“Yeah, well, I got lots to do today. It’s my mom’s birthday.” She didn’t need to know that my mother was lucky to even get a phone call from me, and that was ifI still remembered after I slept it off.“Well, am I going to see you tonight?”
“Um...I don't think so.”
She stuck out her bottom lip and pretended to pout. Normally that would work on me, but not anymore.“Oh, come on, Will. Albert is only going to be in Florida until Friday. Let’s make the most of it.”
Albert was Delia's much older husband; as in, he was seventy-two and she was thirty. He liked having a young, hot wife on his arm for all of his social functions, and she liked his bank account. She had everything that she wanted…a posh penthouse on the upper east side, a beautiful set of tits, diamonds strung around her neck, shoes that probably cost more than I made in a month. All paid for by said bank account. The only thing she was missing was a guy in her bedroom that was closer to her age, and that's where I came in. At first, I was happy to accommodate her needs, but now it was just starting to get old. The sex was good enough and she certainly wasn’t afraid to try new things. But she was starting to become needy, almost as if she wanted some type of commitment from me. That’s where I drew the line. I was commitment phobic and wasn't ashamed to admit it. I could never imagine myself with one woman for the rest of my life. The mere thought of the same piece of ass forever depressed me. It was like settling for one type of liquor when there was a whole bar full to be sampled. Not to mention that I had to live up to my parent's very low expectations of me.
“Sorry, Delia, not tonight. We need to take this down a notch.” I stood up and buttoned up my pants. She sat up quickly and got out of bed, wrapping the sheet around herself.
 “What the hell are you talking about?” she asked, as she frantically followed me out of the bedroom.
“Delia, you’re a great girl and I like you, I really do, but it’s just getting old now. You’re married and –.”
“Oh no! Don’t you dare play that card, you son of a bitch! You couldn’t give two shits about that when I was sucking your dick last night.”
“Sweetheart, I was so drunk last night that a fuckin’ Sports Illustrated swimsuit model could have been sucking my dick and I wouldn’t have remembered. But I’m sure you were great, just like always.”
“I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
“Doing what? What did you think? That you and I were in some type of monogamous relationship or something? You’re married and I don’t tie myself down to one girl. These are things that we both knew going in. So why are you going all psycho on me now?”
“You used me, Will!”
I couldn’t control my laughter. “I used you? How the fuck did I use you? You’re the one that needed someone to be a fill-in for your decrepit husband that can’t get it up, and I was just happy to provide those services. So, in a way, youused me. Just have Albert buy you some new diamond earrings when he gets back, pop a few Viagra’s in his orange juice, and everything will be just fine.”
She lunged toward me and pushed me as hard as she could, not even budging me, causing the sheet to come off of her in the process. “You’re a fuckin’ asshole!” she shouted.
I looked over her naked body one last time. I had to admit, I was going to miss those tits and that perfect ass. “Better to be a fuckin’ asshole than an asshole gettin’ fucked.”
Her jaw dropped and her eyes narrowed. I gave her a quick grin before making my exit, just as I heard her heave what sounded like a very heavy object at the closed door, which I’m sure was intended for my head. While I stood in the hallway and waited for the elevator, I pulled out my phone and texted my sister-in-law back.
Hope, did I ever tell you that you’re my favorite sister-in-law?
Her reply came through just as I stepped into the elevator and hit the L button.
I’m your only sister-in-law.What’s your credit card number and how much do you want to spend?
I pulled out my credit card and punched the numbers into my phone. “Happy birthday, Mom,” I said, leaning my head on the elevator wall. When I stepped out and into the lobby, I instinctively reached for my sunglasses on top of my head, only to find that they weren’t there. Somehow, I didn’t think that the bright August sunlight streaming through the window and my throbbing head would mesh too well. After last night, I couldn’t even imagine where they were. I was surprised that I actually still had my wallet on me. Oh, well. Another pair bites the dust. Too bad they had to be my favorite two hundred dollar pair of Oakley’s. I squinted as I stepped outside. It felt like it was a hundred degrees already and it was only a little after seven.
“Hey, Mr. McAdams. Are you putting out any fires today?” Jeffrey, the doorman for Delia’s apartment building, asked.
“No, but I think I may have started one on the top floor.” I smirked.
He shook his head and smirked back. I could tell that he was doing his best to hold back his laughter. I was pretty sure that he was up to speed on all the dirt of the tenants in the building. “Have a good one, Jeffrey,” I said as I hailed down a cab with nothing else on my mind except my own bed and being passed out cold in it within the next twenty minutes.
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Prologue - A Will To Change

Just in case you haven't read A Cry For Hope (and why haven't you???) and didn't get to see the sneek peak of Will's story in the back....here is is! This book can be read as a stand alone or AFTER A Cry For Hope. For all of you that have fallen in love with Hope's story you will get to briefly visit with her again and see a little of what's going on in her life in this one.

©Beth Rinyu 2014

Prologue
Will

I was twenty-one years old and thought I knew everything there was to know about life…until September 11, 2001. It was my second day on the job as a New York City firefighter, a day that would forever change me on the inside. It was the first time that I actually thought my old man had been right. I should have gone to law school like my brother, instead of chasing fires and women.

As the years passed, I tried to focus on the lives that were saved on that day, and not the countless ones that were lost. So many sad and tragic stories came from that horrible event, but the one that remained with me all these years later was that of a man and his teenage daughter that Danny, another firefighter and my mentor, and I met in the stairwell on the eighteenth floor of the South Tower. He was guiding his daughter, who was trying her best to walk down the crowded stairwell with the cast that was on her leg. I noticed immediately that he was having a hard time breathing. The thickening smoke and smell of fumes was becoming unbearable.

“Are you okay?” Danny asked him.

“I can’t breathe,” he answered, gasping for air. His daughter clung tightly to his arm, not wanting to leave his side. She was trembling, sobbing uncontrollably. Danny removed his oxygen tank to try and help the man breathe.

“Please, take my daughter and get her to safety,” the man begged.

“Will, get her out of here!” Danny shouted. “I’m going to give him some more oxygen to help him out with his breathing.”

“No, Daddy, I'm not leaving you!” she cried, grasping onto him even tighter.

His deep brown eyes stared into mine, pleading with his whole heart. At that moment, I realized that I was looking into the eyes of a man who may have been making his last request, not knowing if he was going to make it out of there alive. I pried her arms from his arm while she fought me with everything she had.

“No!” she shouted with tears rolling down her face. “I'm not leaving my father!”

“Listen to me, Bree. Please, just go with this fireman and I’ll meet you outside.” His words were barely audible through his labored breathing.

She hugged him tightly. “I love you, Daddy. I love you more than anything.”

“I love you, too, little bumble bee.”

She kissed him softly on his cheek, then loosened her grip from his arm. When she went to stand up, her one good leg gave out. I wrapped her arm around my neck, allowing her to bear her weight on me to help her get down the stairs. I turned around one last time, looking into her father's tear-filled eyes.

Thank you, he mouthed.

I guided her down the crowded stairwell, trying to calm her down by having a conversation with her, as if everything were normal. She was seventeen, broke her leg two weeks ago when she fell from her bike, and the only reason she was here this morning was because she had left her homework in her dad’s office the night before. She told me all about her dog and how she just wanted to get home and give him a hug. I found that keeping her talking and diverting her attention from the total chaos around her was comforting her a bit and, in a strange way, it was helping me to cope with the situation a little bit better, too. I could tell she was in pain with her leg so somewhere around the tenth floor, I picked her up and carried her.
Thirty minutes later, we finally made it outside, granting her father's wish. I put her down and wrapped her arm around my neck once again, leading her across the chaotic street and as far away from the building as possible. We walked a few blocks through the droves of people until I finally felt like she was out of harm’s way. “Listen to me!” I shouted as she stared blankly into space. I could tell she was in shock and I felt bad leaving her, but I knew that there were so many others still inside that needed help. “Listen to me!” I repeated. She finally looked at me with tear-filled eyes. “I need you to try and get as far -.”

A loud roar and shrill screams broke my thoughts as I looked up, not believing what I was witnessing. The entire tower came crumbling down in a matter of seconds. “No!” the girl screamed as she watched in horror. I pulled her into me and buried her face into my chest. I wanted to shield her from the dust that was beginning to swallow us up and also prevent her from watching what was taking place, knowing that her dad was still inside.
Her father and Danny never came out of the building that day, and if it wasn’t for a stranger named Bree, I knew that I wouldn’t have, either. The look in her dad’s eyes would be something that would remain in my head and my heart for the rest of my life. Because of that day, I realized that life can change in an instant so you may as well enjoy it while you’re here. Those were words that I chose to live by every day since.

A Will To Change

Cover Reveal & Giveaway

Yesterday I had my cover reveal for A Will To Change the companion novel to A Cry For Hope. This story is about Hope's brother in law,Will, who you are briefly introduced to in Hope's story. This book can be read as a stand alone but will have more meaning if you've read A Cry For Hope first. For those of you that have....you will get a small glimpse into Hope's life in this one as well.

I'm hoping that some of the tears that you shed for Hope will be replaced with smiles for Will & Gabby. I will be releasing this one on June 26th and hope all of you will check it out:





I also have a great giveaway on my blog check it out here:
http://bethy97.blogspot.com/2014/05/a...A Will To Change

A Will To Change Cover Reveal & Giveaway

In A Cry for Hope you meet Jamie’s carefree younger brother, Will. Now read his story…

Will McAdams is a New York City firefighter who has always lived in the shadow of his older brother, never quite measuring up to his parents standards. He lives his life without regrets, and answers to no one. The women love him and he uses that to his advantage, making it clear that he only has one use for them.

Gabby Spencer is a nurse in the burn unit of a busy New York City hospital. Her guarded personality doesn’t allow many people into her life and her patients take the place of her lack of family. She masks the pain that she is harboring deep inside with quick wit and sarcasm.

When Will becomes one of Gabby’s patients they form a special bond and soon become each other's solace. But Will doesn’t see her like every other woman in his life. She means the world to him and he feels an underlying need to always protect her – most of all from himself. Even though he wants her more than he’s ever wanted any other woman, he’s not willing to take that next step and jeopardize everything they have. When jealousy and pain begin to overtake their once perfect friendship, will Will's fear of falling in love and never measuring up, cause him to lose the one and only woman to ever own his heart? 

Expected Publication ~ June 26, 2014

* This is a companion novel to A Cry For Hope and can be read as a stand-alone.




 Add it on GoodreadsBook Trailer ExcerptGabby rambled on until our food came, only stopping when her eyes lit up at the size of her burger.“Told ya!” I teased.“Told me what?” she asked, taking a bite of her fry.“I saw the look on your face when you saw the size of that burger.”“This little thing?” she asked, looking down at her plate. I nodded. “Oh please, Will. I’ve had bigger ones than this in my mouth.” I almost spit my ice tea all over the place. “I meant burgers, pervert!”“Mmm, hmmm. I bet you did!” She smirked as she smothered her burger in ketchup and relish. “Geez, Gabby. Why don’t you have some burger with your ketchup and relish?”“I love ketchup!” she said, licking it off her fingers. “I can see that!”“Don’t you?” she asked, opening her mouth wide and taking a bite.“Yeah, but not half the bottle. Definitely not relish, though.”“Mmmm….you don’t know what you’re missing!” she said, taking another huge bite. “Here, taste.” She held the burger up to my mouth.“Gabby, it’s drenched in -.”“Come on, Will. Don’t be afraid to try new things.” I opened my mouth and took a bite. It wasn’t half bad. “Not bad, is it?” she asked with her adorable grin as she picked up the napkin and wiped the ketchup off my face.I took the top bun from my burger. “Lay it on me, Gabby girl!” She held her hand up to give me a high five before picking up the bottle of relish and ketchup. “Woohoo! Sister Gabby has made you seen the error of your ways. Bless you, Will,” she giggled.She squirted on the ketchup and relish, and lifted her burger up to her mouth. “Come on, Will. Let’s do it together,” she teased in an overly sexy voice. “You are a piece of work, you know that?” I chuckled. She took a bite of her burger at the same time as me. I never thought that someone could actually look adorable chewing food, but Gabby proved that theory wrong. She swallowed it down and took a sip of her milk shake. “Was it good for you?” she asked. Neither one of us were able to control our laughter. It didn’t get any better than being here with her.
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