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Thursday, September 27, 2012
Blog Tour: "Raging Blue" by Renee Daniel Flagler (Guest Post/First Chapter)
Welcome to our Blog tour stop of "Raging Blue" by Renee Daniel Flagler from Innovative Online Book Tours.
Scratch the Bucket List. I’m Gonna Live-It!
Most people have a bucket list, but I don’t. I have a
“Live-it” list. It’s pretty much the same as a bucket list. However I’d rather
not focus on things I want to do before I die. I’d rather focus on things I want
to do so that I can live life to the fullest. I intend to give this life the
business while I’m here! Just to give you some insight into my nutty world, I’d
like to share 10 things from my “live-it” list! I’ll start by saying…don’t
judge me. J
Renee Daniel Flagler’s Live-it List!
1.
Have lunch with Oprah.
2.
Ride in a hot air balloon.
3.
Be a radio DJ for just a day.
4.
Send a deserving child to college.
5.
Walk the red carpet at a fabulous Hollywood
event.
6.
Have my own talk show. (One season is all I
need.)
7.
Counsel reality show stars. (So what I’m not
certified.)
8.
Go horseback riding. (Can you believe I haven’t
done this yet?)
9.
Rent a flat in London and country-hop around
Europe for a few months.
10. Hit
the celebrity hot spots across LA sporting a low hat and sun glasses
as if I’m
a celebrity trying to be incognito!
What’s on your live-it list?
Fabulously yours,
Renee Daniel Flagler
Raging Blue
by: Renee Daniel Flagler
Publishing Date: 9/1/12
Publisher: Sitting Bull Publications LLC
Buy Links: Amazon
Description:
Blue Holiday has decided to call foul
and leave her destructive marriage. But her cheating husband, Jaylin,
decides he needs her money to survive and insists on a rematch. Usually, Blue
would be game, but after discovering the depths of his depravity, she drops him
from her roster of eligibles. Unaccustomed to rejection, especially from
his wife, Jaylin decides to take what he feels is rightfully his. Problem is,
he forgot a woman in love will put up with a lot. But a woman enraged, she’ll
let you think you’re winning, just before she snatches it all. Raging Blue a contemporary romance by author,
Renee Daniel Flagler. Buy your copy today.
Chapter 1
Blue
He slapped her so hard that her sight blurred for a minute. After a few moments, Blue Holiday
focused on her husband’s towering frame as it loomed over her. Jaylin Mack’s rich, dark
complexion appeared even darker. His French-cuffed shirt was half buttoned and sloped lazily
off his shoulders. His slacks hung low around his slim waist, and his belt was only partially
looped.
“See what you made me do!” he screamed, applying pressure to his temples with the fingers of both hands.
Shocked into silence, Blue stood still, absorbing the verbal assault. Tears had yet to find their way down her cheek. In the five years they’d been married, Jay had never put his hands on her. However, she’d grown accustomed to his crassness, initially intrigued by what she'd perceived as confidence.
The slap still sent a pulsing sensation across her cheek. The tears finally appeared, welling up in her eyes. Her unresponsiveness fell away in clumps. She stared at his moving lips and began to hear him clearly. His words carried as much sting as the slap.
“See what you made me do,” he repeated. The liquor made his tongue lazy, causing each word to slide into the next.
Blue looked into his wild eyes and blinked. Tears trickled down her cheeks, making dark circles wherever they landed on her champagne-colored cocktail dress. She swatted them away. Her eyes were fixed on Jay. He was obviously hopped up on something more potent than scotch.
“See what you made me do!” he screamed, applying pressure to his temples with the fingers of both hands.
Shocked into silence, Blue stood still, absorbing the verbal assault. Tears had yet to find their way down her cheek. In the five years they’d been married, Jay had never put his hands on her. However, she’d grown accustomed to his crassness, initially intrigued by what she'd perceived as confidence.
The slap still sent a pulsing sensation across her cheek. The tears finally appeared, welling up in her eyes. Her unresponsiveness fell away in clumps. She stared at his moving lips and began to hear him clearly. His words carried as much sting as the slap.
“See what you made me do,” he repeated. The liquor made his tongue lazy, causing each word to slide into the next.
Blue looked into his wild eyes and blinked. Tears trickled down her cheeks, making dark circles wherever they landed on her champagne-colored cocktail dress. She swatted them away. Her eyes were fixed on Jay. He was obviously hopped up on something more potent than scotch.
Blue’s eyes darted around the living room of their lavish penthouse, taking in the massive
floor-to-ceiling windows that framed the dazzling Manhattan skyline. A pair of handsome floor
vases sprouting dried flora caused Blue to pause, but they were too heavy to pick up. Her sight
then rested on his set of prized golf clubs. Blue took slow steps in the direction of the irons as
Jay continued rambling.
“Don’t walk away from me. You’re supposed to be my wife! A woman! Act. Like. One!” he yelled as Blue continued to walk towards the clubs. “I saw you whispering to that man,” he said, his voice growing louder. “I saw him kiss you!”
Blue shook her head. Jay’s words lashed at her back. She swatted at them in her mind and imagined the cold steel of the golf club in her hands—as protection. With a few short steps, Jay was right behind her just as she reached for a club. He grabbed at her, pulling her from the pit of her thoughts.
“Get off of me!” Blue jerked away from him. Her voice returned, rising to a shaky screech. “Don’t. Touch. Me.” Her eyes narrowed to slits. “Don’t ever touch me again.”
Jay stared at her, seeming to sober up for just a moment. Blue stared back for a beat before turning to walk away.
“Don’t walk away from me,” he said, reaching for her again.
“I said don’t touch me! I can’t believe you put your hands on me!” she screamed. Her heart felt like it was filled with air. She gasped before her voice came back full force. “I’ve put up with enough from you. But this...,” Blue pointed at the spot on her face that still tingled from the slap, “...I won’t put up with.”
His jealousy was toxic and intensified under the influence of cocaine. No matter how much he denied using it, Blue could always tell when he’d been sniffing. Glassy eyes, dilated
“Don’t walk away from me. You’re supposed to be my wife! A woman! Act. Like. One!” he yelled as Blue continued to walk towards the clubs. “I saw you whispering to that man,” he said, his voice growing louder. “I saw him kiss you!”
Blue shook her head. Jay’s words lashed at her back. She swatted at them in her mind and imagined the cold steel of the golf club in her hands—as protection. With a few short steps, Jay was right behind her just as she reached for a club. He grabbed at her, pulling her from the pit of her thoughts.
“Get off of me!” Blue jerked away from him. Her voice returned, rising to a shaky screech. “Don’t. Touch. Me.” Her eyes narrowed to slits. “Don’t ever touch me again.”
Jay stared at her, seeming to sober up for just a moment. Blue stared back for a beat before turning to walk away.
“Don’t walk away from me,” he said, reaching for her again.
“I said don’t touch me! I can’t believe you put your hands on me!” she screamed. Her heart felt like it was filled with air. She gasped before her voice came back full force. “I’ve put up with enough from you. But this...,” Blue pointed at the spot on her face that still tingled from the slap, “...I won’t put up with.”
His jealousy was toxic and intensified under the influence of cocaine. No matter how much he denied using it, Blue could always tell when he’d been sniffing. Glassy eyes, dilated
pupils and runny nose confirmed words that never passed his lips. Despite his infidelities, it was
apparent he couldn’t cope with the idea of Blue being with another man. It sickened her how he
always accused her, yet she was never unfaithful. She'd sensed his lies but didn’t have proof to
act on any of them. So, she held what little she gleaned for herself.
“You embarrassed me in front of the people I work with and your teammates. I saw you with that woman on the balcony before you disappeared. And you have the nerve to accuse me?”
“I don’t give a damn about those people. No man should be that close to you! This is your fault,” he huffed. “Nobody touches my woman!” he screamed, stabbing the air with his finger.
“Only you, right?” Blue snapped, and walked away. She stopped mid-step and turned back to him. “Maybe I should have just disappeared with him like you did with that woman tonight,” she added, flicking her wrist.
Jay’s eyes filled with surprise and then rage. His breathing became ragged. “What woman?”
Blue refused to buy into the beliefs and acceptance of the other basketball wives. She could care less if all athletes cheated or not. She had her own life to live, and chasing down his infidelities wasn’t in her plan. She’d deal with a problem if it arose, but she wasn’t going to seek it out just to do nothing about it like the others.
“I should have done it!” she taunted while watching Jay’s eyes grow a shade darker. “But that’s not what you’re really concerned about. Is it, Jay?” she asked and sauntered back in his direction.
Jay’s jaw clenched.
“You knew he wasn’t flirting?” she asked, calming her tone.
“You embarrassed me in front of the people I work with and your teammates. I saw you with that woman on the balcony before you disappeared. And you have the nerve to accuse me?”
“I don’t give a damn about those people. No man should be that close to you! This is your fault,” he huffed. “Nobody touches my woman!” he screamed, stabbing the air with his finger.
“Only you, right?” Blue snapped, and walked away. She stopped mid-step and turned back to him. “Maybe I should have just disappeared with him like you did with that woman tonight,” she added, flicking her wrist.
Jay’s eyes filled with surprise and then rage. His breathing became ragged. “What woman?”
Blue refused to buy into the beliefs and acceptance of the other basketball wives. She could care less if all athletes cheated or not. She had her own life to live, and chasing down his infidelities wasn’t in her plan. She’d deal with a problem if it arose, but she wasn’t going to seek it out just to do nothing about it like the others.
“I should have done it!” she taunted while watching Jay’s eyes grow a shade darker. “But that’s not what you’re really concerned about. Is it, Jay?” she asked and sauntered back in his direction.
Jay’s jaw clenched.
“You knew he wasn’t flirting?” she asked, calming her tone.
Jay’s jaw twitched again and his hands folded into fists.
“You know what he said to me, don’t you?”
Now it was Jay’s turn to be speechless.
“Why did I have to find out from someone else that you were cut from the team?” Blue
screamed. “They warned you over and over again. You claimed the coach was out to get you, but it’s time for you to take a look in the mirror and realize this world does not revolve around you. I’m done!” she said, then waved him off with a hard downward fling of her arm.
Jay finally broke his silence. “I’ll kill his ass!” He stomped the floorboards beneath him. “That was none of his business. Those bastards are the problem, not me. And what do you mean you’re done?”
Blue threw her hands up. Jay was playing the victim again, just like his mother had always taught him.
“No, you’re the problem.” Blue pulled off her five- carat princess-cut engagement ring and matching wedding band, then threw them at him. “I’m finished with you,” she said before walking away.
Jay grabbed her by the arm.
“Get off of me!”
“I’m still the man of this house!”
“You’re no man!” she yelled. “You’re a...”
Before she could complete her sentence, Jay grabbed her head with his large hand,
swallowing the side of it the same way he cupped the basketball on the court. He pushed her with so much force; she went crashing to the floor along with the expensive golf clubs. While trying to shake off the sense of disorientation, Blue attempted to scramble to her feet. She reached for a
“You know what he said to me, don’t you?”
Now it was Jay’s turn to be speechless.
“Why did I have to find out from someone else that you were cut from the team?” Blue
screamed. “They warned you over and over again. You claimed the coach was out to get you, but it’s time for you to take a look in the mirror and realize this world does not revolve around you. I’m done!” she said, then waved him off with a hard downward fling of her arm.
Jay finally broke his silence. “I’ll kill his ass!” He stomped the floorboards beneath him. “That was none of his business. Those bastards are the problem, not me. And what do you mean you’re done?”
Blue threw her hands up. Jay was playing the victim again, just like his mother had always taught him.
“No, you’re the problem.” Blue pulled off her five- carat princess-cut engagement ring and matching wedding band, then threw them at him. “I’m finished with you,” she said before walking away.
Jay grabbed her by the arm.
“Get off of me!”
“I’m still the man of this house!”
“You’re no man!” she yelled. “You’re a...”
Before she could complete her sentence, Jay grabbed her head with his large hand,
swallowing the side of it the same way he cupped the basketball on the court. He pushed her with so much force; she went crashing to the floor along with the expensive golf clubs. While trying to shake off the sense of disorientation, Blue attempted to scramble to her feet. She reached for a
golf club, but couldn’t grab hold. Jay ripped across the room like lightning, tossed the club, and
grabbed her arms.
“I am a man,” he said in staccato, pinning her against the floor.
Blue searched the emptiness of his eyes for mercy, and then summoned every bit of energy she could muster and drew him back to reality with a swift kick between his legs
Jay released her and grabbed his groin as he howled.
She scuttled out of his reach. This time, she made it to her feet, leapt over Jay, who was curled in a fetal position, and ran towards the door. Jay reached out and caught her by the leg, and she fell. The side of Blue’s head met the floor with force.
Jay cursed, still declaring his manliness. As the room grew blurry, he let her know he was indeed a man. His ranting grew distant, until everything subsided and fell mute.
“I am a man,” he said in staccato, pinning her against the floor.
Blue searched the emptiness of his eyes for mercy, and then summoned every bit of energy she could muster and drew him back to reality with a swift kick between his legs
Jay released her and grabbed his groin as he howled.
She scuttled out of his reach. This time, she made it to her feet, leapt over Jay, who was curled in a fetal position, and ran towards the door. Jay reached out and caught her by the leg, and she fell. The side of Blue’s head met the floor with force.
Jay cursed, still declaring his manliness. As the room grew blurry, he let her know he was indeed a man. His ranting grew distant, until everything subsided and fell mute.
Renee
Daniel Flagler is an award-winning freelance journalist, marketing
professional, and the author of four novels, Mountain High Valley Low,
Miss-Guided,
In
Her Mind and, Raging Blue. Renee is the founder
of SheBiz.net, a lifestyle blog for women pursuing their passions. She teaches
creative writing through the New York City and Nassau County public school’s
Arts in Education programs and is currently enrolled in the Queens College, MFA
in Creative Writing program. Renee resides in New York and is currently at work
on her next novel, Still Raging, and her first faith-based, nonfiction book
entitled, The Relationship Survival Guide. Connect with Renee on
Facebook, Twitter or online at ReneeDanielFlagler.com.
Check out the other Tour Stops for Raging Blue:
9/25 Books, Books and More Books Review
9/26 Free Book Dude Guest Blog
9/27 My Cozie Corner Review
9/27 Book Lovin' Mamas Guest Post/First Chapter
9/28 T B R Review and First Chapter
9/26 Free Book Dude Guest Blog
9/27 My Cozie Corner Review
9/27 Book Lovin' Mamas Guest Post/First Chapter
9/28 T B R Review and First Chapter
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