Friday, June 19, 2020

Book Blitz + #Giveaway: The Salvation Duet by Evelyn Montgomery @XpressoTours

Evelyn Montgomery
(The Salvation Duet, #1)
Publication date: May 29th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

My husband is gone and all that remains are his clothes, his shoes, our memories.
The bathroom is filled with his shaver, his toothbrush, his hair brush – but the last thing he left behind was a folded flag that now sits in the living room.
My children will never know their father.
I will never know how it feels to grow old with him.
All that I have left are the voices.
The voices that haunt me day and night and never leave me alone. The ones telling me I’d be better off six feet under instead of him.
But they stop when he comes along.
Justin Gatz.
My boss.
My new best friend, and a savior I never expected. 

I left Knoxville for a reason.
I promised myself I’d never get close to anyone ever again.
All I do is ruin, damage, destroy everything I touch.
But she sees me. Through me. To the place I don’t let anyone into.
She sucks me in and I suddenly find myself playing house with her and her two kids wondering how the hell I got here and when I am finally going to stop.
All I do is ruin.
I know all too well her demons, having served my country like her late husband and still concealing secrets of my own.
I watch her fall apart. I watch her wrestle with her mind. I see her struggle and know I have to help, if only for a while.
Rose Gables.
I can’t get enough of her.
She might need a savior, but what she doesn’t know is she is the one doing all the saving and I’m a damn fool to think I can ever walk away.

Evelyn Montgomery
(The Salvation Duet, #2)
Publication date: June 19th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

A dark past.
A secret identity.
A future ruined by the one thing I can never control.
My curse.
I swore to protect them.
I promised to always stand by her side.
But how can I do that when all I have ever run from comes crashing back into my life and steals away all the hope I had for a future.
I swore to protect them, and I will.
I will do all I have to do to keep them safe.
Even if in the end, it is over my dead body.

Voices I fear I will never overcome.
The final battle for my soul rages inside and I am suddenly paralyzed from stopping it.
But I finally see the light.
The truth.
Find my strength.
The enemy doesn’t stand a chance when the victim finally chooses to survive.
When I finally learn it has no power over me.
My will is stronger now with him by my side.
Always has been. Always will be.



One. Two. Three.


I will the voices to stop. The ones that haunt me day and night and every second they can in between.

I hear my daughter’s cry echoed by my son’s laughter and know I need to go out there. I know I need to make sure everything is alright, but damn it if I can’t pull myself up off this floor in the tiny closet me and Michael used to call our own.

I look up and see his fatigues. Tears prick the back of my eyes as a burn quickly rises in my chest.

It’s not possible.

A little more than 6 months later and I still can’t believe he is never coming back. Never coming home to me and our son and will never get the chance to meet his daughter who came just three short weeks after his passing.

It’s quiet in my mind for the first time in hours, but the noises that rage out in our little living room have me finally pushing myself up off the carpet and slowly putting one foot in front of the other. The scene that unfolds when I turn the corner makes me wish I could turn right back around and continue to hide where I finally found peace, if only for a few seconds.

Worthless. You have to hide from your own children? What kind of fucked up mother are you?

Michael would be so ashamed.

I shake my head and try to will the voice to stop as I blink back the tears that finally decide to fall and I make my way over to Olivia in her highchair. Hanging over the edge, she is screaming at the top of her lungs while her little brother, Liam, spins in circles in front of her with his favorite truck making all sorts of loud noises.

Wiping my eyes, I pick her up and try and steady my nerves.

Quiet. The voices are quiet. But for how long, I wonder as anxiety kicks in and I walk with my daughter in my arms to sit in Michael’s favorite recliner. The tears fall harder as I clutch my daughter to my chest and swear I can almost smell him, hear him, feel him in the small house we used to call our home.

Author Bio:
From the beaches of California to the hollers in Central Kentucky, I always knew one thing I wanted out of life - I wanted to write!

Growing up on the West Coast, I started on that journey but didn't publish my first book until me and my family of 5 moved to Central Kentucky to start a new life.

Although I miss my old world in sunny California, I have found a new love for the south that I always knew existed and you can see throughout my novels.