Monday, October 3, 2016

Release Blitz & Review - Coming Full Circle by Jessica Prince

Title: Coming Full Circle
Series: Pembrooke Series (Book 2)
Author: Jessica Prince
Genre: Contemporary Romance

She knew what it was like to feel unwanted.
At an early age Eliza Anderson learned a very hard lesson. Sometimes the people who are supposed to love you the most are the ones that cause you the most pain. She learned to guard herself, hesitating to let anyone close for fear of feeling that rejection all over again. Then Ethan came into her life, and what had started as a simple childhood crush morphed into a friendship she eventually came to cherish above all else. He was her safe place. Her rock. A shoulder she could lean on. Until he ripped it all away.
He knew what it was like to feel like an outsider.
Ethan Prewitt grew up learning that you couldn’t always trust the people you loved the most to be there. That sense of security he craved had always alluded him, leaving him to feel like an interloper in his own home. He dreamed of escaping the small town of Pembrooke and building a life where he didn’t have to depend on anyone but himself. What he never expected was for his friendship with Eliza to grow into something that meant everything to him.
Mistakes were made. Hearts were broken. But now Ethan’s home and he’s determined to make it right. It was time for their relationship to come full circle.
Because what they had was once in a lifetime.
***This is Book 2 in the Pembrooke series, a spin-off of Wildflower. They are interconnected standalones.***

Our Review 

If you're a fan of Jessica Prince then you have been waiting for Eliza and Ethan's story, and trust me you won't be disappointed. If you've never read Prince's work, do not fear! Coming Full Circle is a standalone, but I do recommend reading the others before it just to get a grasp on the secondary characters.
Eliza has come along way in six years. She’s graduated high school, college, and extended her mother’s business from a bakery to a cafĂ©. Eliza is finally happy or at least her version of happy. Until Ethan walks back into her life. Ethan, the apple of her eye, guy of her dreams, her best friend, the guy who has owned her heart for years but only thinks of her as a sister.
Ethan has only had one person he felt like he could truly count on in life, Eliza. But like a lot of love stories, Ethan screws it all up. When he comes to realize that he is unquestionably in love with Eliza he runs. Hes an adult, shes a kid, it could never work out, besides Eliza deserves better than someone like him...or does she?
Coming Full Circle is a complicated romance. You want to keep rooting for Ethan to right his wrongs, not only with Eliza, but their friends and family. I was mad right along with them for Ethan's behavior and how he handled things when he was younger, but I think that made me love him more. Eliza has come a long way from the quiet little girl we met in Sweet Sunshine. She's fiesty, independent, and exactly what Ethan needs. The odds are stacked against them but will everything end up full circle?
I loved Coming Full Circle. I laughed, I cringed, and I fist pumped. I cannot wait so see what happens to Ethan and Eliza in the future. I felt like it took forever for Prince to write this story (which it didn’t I’m just really impatient) and I can honestly say it was worth the wait. Here are a few quotes that I liked from Coming Full Circle;
“It was him I went to when I needed advice, his opinion I held in the highest regard, his shoulder I leaned on whenever I needed someone to share my burdens with.”
“I loved him as a child , and that love eventually turned into the most important friendship I’d ever had. We lost our footing for a few years, but we found our way home, and I was happy to say our relationship had come full circle.”
“I naively believed that if I could just ignore everything I was feeling in regards to him, if I could just wait him out until he eventually left, that I’d be fine, but the longer he persisted the harder it was for me to keep faith that my life would eventually go back to what it had been before he re-entered the picture and disrupted everything.”
Plot- 4/5
Characters- 4/5
Heat- 3.5/5
Writing style- 4/5
Overall- 4/5

My cellphone rang just as I popped a couple ibuprofen and downed then with the cold beer in my hand. Duke had left an hour ago, but because he was a sadist, my knee was throbbing like hell, which did nothing to help improve my earlier mood.
I reached into the pocket of my sweats and pulled the phone out, not bothering to look at the display as I answered with a curt, “What?”
“Holy shit!” a familiar voice cried from the other end. “He actually answered the phone! Noah! Quick! Look out the window and tell me if the world’s on fire. This has to be the sign of the apocalypse.”
“You’re fucking hysterical, Low-Low,” I deadpanned. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“What? Can’t a sister call her baby brother and give him shit for being an asshole who never comes to see her or her family and barely has the time to talk on the phone anymore?”
My head dropped down as I rested a hand on the dark granite of the kitchen island and leaned forward. With a sigh, I told her, “I’m really not in the mood for this right now, Harlow.”
“I don’t give two shits what you’re in the mood for Ethan. Last I heard from you, you were about to have surgery to repair the tear to your ACL. That was eight days ago! I had to hear from your agent that you were doing well and at home recuperating. You haven’t answered a single call, you won’t return any of my messages, and Noah said you’ve been ignoring him too. What the hell, man?”
Doing what she always did and ignoring the warning in my tone, she pushed forward. “Lucy’s been worried about you, and Evan’s been beside himself since he saw you take that hit. Do you have any idea how hard it is to try and console a six-year-old when he thinks his favorite uncle just got his guts stomped on the field?”
“I’m his only uncle,” I replied, but she wasn’t finished.
“I’ll tell you. It’s really freaking hard, Ethan. You’re his idol for Christ’s sake. Lucy and Evan adore you. But you can’t even bother with more than one or two goddamned phone calls to let us know you’re okay and still alive?!”
By the end of her rant Harlow’s voice got so high pitched, I started to worry for the dogs in their neighborhood. But she made her point.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered through the line.
“Sorry, what was that? Couldn’t hear you since you were mumbling. Try repeating it, and this time try and talk like a grownup.”
Just like Harlow to give me shit, even when I was trying to apologize. She had never been one to just accept an apology. Oh no, she made you bust your ass to earn her forgiveness. No one knew that better than me and her husband Noah. She’d practically made the man jump through flaming hoops to win her back after breaking her heart when they were teenagers.
“I said, ‘I’m sorry,’” I repeated, making sure to enunciate. “You’re right. I’ve been a prick.”
She was quiet for a few seconds before stating, “Yes. You have.”
“I’m really sorry, Low-Low,” I said softly, using the nickname I’d given her when I was little, hoping it would help to butter her up. “I’ll make it up to you guys. I promise.”
“Good. Because I’ve already told the kids Uncle Ethan’s coming for an extended visit starting next week.”
“You what?!”
“And don’t worry. I’ve already cleared it with your agent and, lucky you, Fletch is a licensed physical therapist! What a coincidence, huh?”
It was bullshit was what it was. I wouldn’t have been surprised if Harlow had this whole thing planned out, including having Noah’s assistant coach Fletcher getting certified as a PT. “You’re kidding, right? I can’t just pick up and leave. I’ve got shit to do here, Harlow.”
“Like what? You’re out for the rest of the season and on limited activity until your knee’s healed up, so don’t give me that. It’s been way too long since you’ve been back home—”
“That’s not my home anymore, that’s your home. Denver’s my home.”
“Call it whatever you want, but pack your shit. Duke said you can’t fly just yet, so Noah and I are driving up to get you next Saturday. We’ll crash at your place for the night and head back early Sunday morning.”
“You talked to Duke too?” I asked incredulously.
“What can I say? Everyone around you, except you, thinks your family is freaking awesome. Now pack. I’m done playing this game with you. It’s time I had my little brother back.”
She hung up before I could say anything.
“Shit,” I breathed as I dropped my phone on the counter, suddenly feeling more exhausted than I had before the phone call.
There was no way I was going to be able to talk myself out of this one. I was going back to Pembrooke.
Whether I liked it or not.

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Born and raised around Houston Texas, Jessica spent most of her life complaining about the heat, humidity, and all around pain in the ass weather. It was only as an adult that she quickly realized the cost of living in Houston made up for not being able to breathe when she stepped outside. That’s why God created central air, after all.
Jessica is the mother of a perfect little boy–she refuses to accept that he inherited her attitude and sarcastic nature no matter what her husband says.
In addition to being a wife and mom, she’s also a wino, a coffee addict, and an avid lover of all types of books–romances still being her all time favs. Her husband likes to claim that reading is her obsession but she just says it’s a passion…there’s a difference. Not that she’d expect a boy to understand.
Jessica has been writing since she was a little girl, but thankfully grew out of drawing her own pictures for her stories before ever publishing her first book. Because an artist she is not.
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