#BlogTour The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane #Review #4stars #Standalone #Alpha @prescottlane1

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#BlogTour The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane #Review #4stars #Standalone #Alpha @prescottlane1The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane
on October 11, 2016
Pages: 242
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I received this book for free from in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

She likes it quick and dirty.

I like orders and rules.

She hates small talk.

I hate to share.

She’s an open book.

I’m a closed dresser drawer.

She rides a Harley.

And that drives me f’ing nuts.

Annalyse and I have both lived in our own personal hells for half a decade. She’s learned to love the warmth, and I’m still consumed. But my new neighbor is stoking more than my libido these days. We agreed on only pleasure. But she changed the rules.

And now I’m not even sure what they are.

Maybe there’s a reason she found me that night, maybe there’s a reason I can’t stop thinking about her, maybe there’s a reason for the pain. Maybe not.

We all look for reasons in life. Reasons for death, love, pain. Why one thing happens and not another? It’s human nature. We’ve been looking for the meaning of life since the beginning of time. But maybe the reason for all of it — life, love, loss, heartache — is the curvy brunette living next door.

The Reason for Me explores what happens between two people who have experienced loss and heartache. Both of these characters have been damaged, but together, they just might find the healing they need to move on.

“I’ve opted out of life for too long to do it anymore, and I’ve decided happiness is a choice.”

Annalyse has been traveling the world for the last five years trying to escape her broken heart. Her job as a free-lance writer provided the perfect excuse to not face the pain of heartbreak. Until one day, she decides that she no longer wants to live her life on the run, and wants to settle down and move on once and for all.

“The moment I feel like I’m ready to date or have sex or just stop pretending the opposite sex doesn’t exist, the universe drops a damaged, closed-off man in my lap.”

Holt is as unavailable a man as they come. Living in darkness for the last five years, going through the motions of life, he has no idea what to do with his fiesty new neighbor who awakens all these old feelings. He doesn’t want to be saved, but he can’t help but be drawn to her. Annalyse refuses to be Holt’s reason to crawl out of the darkness. She is all too familiar with what that takes, and she will not be dragged back there.

“I know letting someone see your pain is the deepest form of love. He doesn’t want that, and I can’t make him. If I take his hand, am I choosing happy or heartbreak?”

Annalyse was such a strong character and I loved her for it. Even though she struggled, she chose to be happy and look on the positive. I thought the way her past was revealed was very creative. Holt was a swoony, alpha hero, who had no clue what to do with Annalyse and her hate of small talk. These two butted heads a lot. There was no way she was going to let him tell her what to do, and I appreciated that. Holt was such a mystery up until the very end. We get the story of his past through a series of flashbacks, and while I did guess some aspects, I do have to say the final reveal was a surprise.

Full of passion, engaging characters and writing that will keep you glued to the page, this book will definitely make you feel. The Reason for Me is a wonderfully romantic story that will leave you believing in second chances.

“But I’ve learned the heart is flexible. It breaks, it bends, it skips beats, and thunders in your chest, but it goes on – waiting and hoping and fighting.”

By Heavenly



“You should have on a life jacket.”

“When I kayak or when I ride my motorcycle?” I ask.

He tries not to smile, but he does.  “Pissed, huh?”

“Observant, aren’t you?”

“Motorcyclists are twenty-five percent more likely to die and five times more likely to be injured than a passenger in a car,” he says.

“You looked that up just to lecture me, didn’t you?”

“Not the point,” he says.  “No more motorcycle.”

Did he really think he could go all alpha male on me?  Usually, it would be hot as all-get-out to see a man in control, dominant, but right now alpha equals asshole!   Note to self — I should do a blog post on that.  Where have all the good alphas gone?  “Who do you think you are?” I say, walking away.  “You’re not my husband or my father.  Come to think of it, I wouldn’t let my father or husband order me around like this.”

His fingers lightly touch my elbow.  It isn’t a grab.  I barely feel it, and as quickly as he touched me, it’s over.  “I’m a doctor.  I’ve seen what . . .”

“You’re a gynecologist!  You’ve seen what a motorcycle can do to a vagina?”

Oh God, I’m in trouble.  He’s got the dirtiest look in his eye.  “I’d imagine the vibration would feel pretty damn good.”

I can’t help it and bust out laughing.  “You are impossible.”

“And it’s the law to carry a life vest for every person in a kayak,” he says.

I roll my eyes.  “You like rules.”

“I like order.”

“Ordering people around,” I say.

“Only certain people,” he says.

Don’t ask me why, but the thought of him “ordering” me around made my legs clench together, or maybe it was the mention of vibrations.  Either way, the idea of him taking control of my body didn’t sound bad to me at all.  It would be nice to not think so damn much all the time and just feel something good for a change.





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About Prescott Lane

Prescott Lane is the Amazon best-selling author of Stripped Raw. She's got five other books under her belt including: First Position, Perfectly Broken, Quiet Angel, and Wrapped in Lace, and her new release, Layers of Her. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and holds a degree in sociology and a MSW from Tulane University. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren't enough happily ever afters in real life.


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