Thursday, May 28, 2015

Blog tour & giveaway for "Deep Down" by Brenda Rothert


Deep Down 
by Brenda Rothert



I’m
falling. 

Faster.

Further.

Deeper.

Sometimes you fall so hard you can’t get back up. My closest companions now are
shame and loss. But a sliver of hope lies in the only person I have left in
this world – the one who’s growing inside me.

Survival becomes living again because of my child, and the town where I begin
anew. That’s where I meet the man who starts to melt the ice inside my heart.

As we get closer, reminders of my past become sharper. Clearer. To confront the
pain, I have to discover what’s deep down inside me. Is there enough left there
to become whole again, or am I too wounded to heal?



**Warning** This book has mature content that some readers may find troubling.
It is intended for readers 18 and up.



It happened without warning on a quiet, snowy January day. Or maybe there
had been signs that I’d ignored because they were too painful to acknowledge.
Either way, the course of my life was changed that day. After it was over I
just remember watching the snowflakes through my open bedroom window. Falling
silently from the sky, they were the closing curtain on eighteen years of
trusting that all people were inherently good. ----------------------- It was
the first day back from the winter break and I was wrapped up in the excitement
that filled the hallways of Lexington High School. There was an unspoken energy
circulating around those of us who were seniors. Home stretch, baby. The last
semester of high school is underway. Your future starts now. And, for me, this
new term couldn’t end soon enough. My mom’s death this past September had
plunged me into a deep sadness I still hadn’t fully emerged from. Over the
course of the past four months I’d gotten good at plastering on a phony smile
to let everyone know I’d moved on. Putting this school year behind me would be
more sweet than bitter. Sure, I had great friends I’d miss when I went off to
college in the fall. And dance team…for sure I would miss that. Most of all, I
would miss my boyfriend Levi, but somehow I knew that once high school was over
I really would be able to move on. A warm, familiar arm wrapping around my
waist from behind made me break out in a genuine grin. “How was your day,
baby?” Levi asked, pulling me against his side as we walked down the hall.
“Good. You?” He shrugged. “Everybody’s talking about graduation. It hasn’t
seemed close until now.” “Did you get those scholarship essays done?” “Yep.” He
pulled me a little closer, steering me away from a cluster of loud
underclassmen who were about to run me over. “Am I riding with you today? I can
catch a ride home with Sami if you’re lifting weights after school.” He leaned
down and kissed my temple. “The only weight I’m interested in right now is
yours on top of me.” I held back a smile. Our after school make out sessions
were one of Levi’s favorite things. But between the time off his parents and my
dad had taken off over the holiday break, we hadn’t gotten much time alone.
Excerpt #2 Today I’d eaten lunch in a closed bathroom stall at school to avoid
the stares. And instead I got to listen to Mandy Barton telling two other girls
that she’d slept with Levi last night to comfort him over what his slutty girlfriend
had done to him. They’d speculated about who the father of my child was,
eventually deciding on Mr. Schultz, a teacher and coach at my school whom I’d
never even spoken to. I was on the outskirts of our small city, walking past a
rusted, abandoned factory, when a car slowed to a stop nearby. I turned to see
a marked police car. A familiar sick taste rose in my throat. My dad was giving
me a puzzled glance from a rolled down window, his elbow resting on the door.
“Ivy, what are you doing out here? It’s the dead of winter and you’re miles
from home.” “What are you doing here? Are you following me?” My icy tone was
challenging. What was there to be afraid of now? He’d stolen the vulnerable,
trusting part of me. He’d shown me that there was no one in my life I could
count on. “I was on patrol and I saw you,” he said, glaring at me. “Get in the
car and I’ll drive you home. We need to talk.” “Talk? Is that code?” I spat out
bitterly. His face was a mix of contrition and anger. “Ivy. Let’s not do this.
Get in the car.” “No.” “What’s this I hear about you being pregnant? Is it
true?” A powerful wave of nausea swept through me. He didn’t deserve to know,
and he certainly didn’t deserve to ask me about it.


~Review~
Every time I sit at my laptop to write a review I always get nervous because I’m not sure if my words would do any just to the story that I have just read that leave me speechless,, and that’s just how I feel while I write this review for Brenda Rothert’s “Deep Down.” Brenda pull out her best when she wrote Ivy’s heart wrenching story. This book will evoke so many damn emotions out of you. I cried, I laughed, I got angry and then I cried some more. I cried because I felt Ivy’s pain, what she had to go through was tragic and my heart went out to her. When she thought she had no one she could turn to in her time of need her angel came in the form of April. I loved her she was so damn suppoiritve of her. I love the fact that Ivy became strong enough to leave the past behind, but what she didn’t realize is that you can never out run the past because it doesn’t matter how much you bury it, deep down the rawness of the pain is still there lingering. I loved Reed, I was good for her. He was a gentleman and just what she needed in her life at the right time. He supported and I loved that, also his relationship with his family will have you smiling I love the trash talking the brothers have with each other. I was so happy when Ivy finally had the strength to take her past on head on, it was very triumphant. And I must say my favorite sub character was Walter, loved him and his miserable behind. In the end Brenda did a wonderful job of painting a wonderful story for many to see and that’s what I love most about it, some might thinks the subject matter is taboo but to me it’s not it’s honest and I loved every minute of it.






Brenda
Rothert lives in Central Illinois with her husband and three sons. She was a
daily print journalist for nine years, during which time she enjoyed writing a
wide range of stories.
 These
days Brenda writes New Adult Romance in the Contemporary and Dystopian genres.
She loves to hear from readers by email at 
bjrothert@sbcglobal.net.