*~*Breaking the Wrong by Calia Read Blog Tour*~*

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Emilia Wentworth would do anything for her sister.breaking the wrong new cover

For three years, Emilia has lived in the past, feeling her sister’s pain and hating those who are to blame, including one of the Sloan brothers.

Finally, she has had enough. The only way to be free is to create a Burn List with all the people who have ever hurt her sister.

As she crosses each name of, she gets closer and closer to her final target.

But, things aren’t always as they seem.

Loyalties are tested.

Boundaries are crossed.

And the truth is revealed.

And…because Calia ROCKS – Breaking the Wrong released EARLY! 😀



“If you were bold…” Macsen shifts closer and I clinch the book tightly in my hands. “What would you do?”

My heart picks up speed as I open my mouth. I hesitate for a second, afraid to say what I feel. But when will this opportunity ever come again? Probably never. But it doesn’t make it any easier.

Tell him or don’t. Tell him or don’t. I weigh the pros and cons in my head as I stare at him. After a few seconds pass between us, I let out a shaky breath.

“I’d lean forward…” I whisper.

His face moves closer and I watch his green eyes become hooded with lust. “And what?”

I lean an inch closer. “I would kiss you.”

Macsen’s eyes slam shut and the rejection I feel stings. I start to rise and when he opens his eyes back up. His hands gently hold my own to the floor and then his mouth is on mine. I want to shiver from how lightly his lips move against mine, how smooth they feel. They move coaxingly, with soft nips. My lips stay shut. I’m enjoying every single trick of his to get me to open up my mouth to him.

My breathing is shallow as I pull away. His hands move away as he settles onto the floor, his legs wide apart. My nose brushes against his as I stare into his eyes. His pulse is pounding at the base of his throat. With my palms flat on the floor, I lean closer. My body is between his spread legs. Even though he’s silent, his chest rises and falls like he has just stopped running. I know he wants me. I shut my brain down, ignore what a mistake this is, and lean forward and kiss the side of his neck. He jumps slightly and I lick his skin.

I hear him groan and move my lips upward.

A kiss cannot replace the past. But with every kiss to his skin, my hurt becomes a distant memory. All my pain is gone and all I can feel is the blood roaring throughout my body. My lips tingle as I drag them across his jaw. When I reach his lips, I stop, and hover. I can only go so far before it’s his turn to take control.

My eyes briefly flick down to his arms. He’s resting his weight on his palms, but I watch his arms shake. He’s losing his calm demeanor. The longer our lips are apart, the more the air snaps around us. My breathing is harsh as I wait patiently. When Macsen still hasn’t moved, I start to back away.

“Don’t,” he says roughly and reaches out. Easily, his hands span my waist and he drags me onto his lap.

I grip his forearms tightly as my body sinks closer and my thighs hug his hips. Against the juncture of my thighs, I can feel how hard he is. I shift once and my thighs start to shake. He only pauses for a second, looking at me with such intensity, I’m waiting for my skin to melt. When his lips meet mine, there’s more urgency to our kiss. My nails dig into his flesh as he licks the seam of my lips and nips at my bottom lip.

I want to pretend, just for a few hours, that I’m someone filled with forgiveness. No scars on my past. No cuts on my emotions. I want to be a whole person, not someone sewn back together. And I feel put together with Macsen’s arms banded tightly around me.

I open my mouth and his tongue slips in. I gasp loudly in shock at how good this feels. Goosebumps break out across my skin, and I move my tongue against his cautiously. My revenge runs in the opposite direction the longer his mouth is on mine.

Slowly, I start to relax my body. I practically sigh when Macsen’s hands move from my hips and toward my face. He bites lightly on my bottom lip and soothes the burn with his tongue. Macsen angles my head and explores my mouth. I thrust my tongue against his and fist my hands into his hair. The grip on my face tightens before his hands drift away, traveling down my body.

His fingers drift over my breast and through my bra, my nipples tighten. I want him to keep touching me there, but his hands move across my stomach and slip underneath my shirt.

How can I be doing this? None of this is part of the plan. My mind torments me and tries to pull me back to reality, but Macsen is my weakness. I can’t stop. My fingers drag up his arm, clinching his biceps. His hands explore my stomach and I breathe heavily, pulling away from his mouth and leaning my head on his shoulder. Those large hands inch closer to the lace of my bra and the two of us are breathing hard. His fingers veer around my chest and I feel him slip a finger underneath the strap of my bra. And even with the barrier of my shirt, he drags it down my shoulder and down my arm.

There’s a torturous second where he does nothing and I think I stop breathing.

Against his neck, against my will, I murmur, “More.”

My brain has shut down and now my lust is talking. It’s a greedy feeling because all I can think about is having his hands all over me.


4.5  ”Wyoming Feeling”  Kisses

After reading Every Which Way and getting a very fleeting glimpse at Emilia’s character, I was more than intrigued by Breaking the Wrong.  Revenge books aren’t easy and taking revenge and turning it into romance is even harder…so count me in.

Emiliana Wentworth makes no secret of the fact that she is out for revenge…revenge against the hurt her family has suffered and especially revenge for her sister.  I respected Emilia from the start, she’s a very brave, very guarded, very strong willed girl – it’s hard not to be impressed by that.

”I’ve tried so hard to use those two annoying f words: forgive and forget.  It never works.  I can forgive, but no matter how hard I try, the memories never fade.  Forgetting is the worst because there’s a trigger for every memory.  I have so many around me, I’m constantly on guard.”

Macsen Sloan…poor guy…he’s still the messed up brother. I was disappointed in him in Every Which Way, but somehow all that seemed to get washed away…my heart melted for him – this dude has had it rough. His past with his family, his past with Severine…not that it justifies his actions, but it makes him more understandable, which helps. I did enjoy getting to know him more…once again, that goes along with the heart melting.

So Macsen is the last and final name on Emilia’s burn list – she needs to bring him down…which means getting close. Getting to know him. And if anyone doubts the power of a Sloan boy…well that’s your mistake. He breaks her down without even trying and watching them establish a friendship, a bond and eventually a relationship was kinda…awesome.

Speaking of Emilia and Macsen’s relationship…yeah…umm…wow

Watching Emilia finally loose herself, forget the pain, forget the anger, forget the burn list, it’s like a weight off your shoulders – you want her to be free and finally happy…

“I think we’re both fighting our instincts to run and hide from the truth. He doesn’t know it, but I struggle every day to keep my thoughts to myself when I’m around him. Macsen has the ability to drag things out of me slowly – in the least painful way. I don’t feel anything when I tell him my thoughts and pieces from my past. It’s when I’m done telling him that I feel almost clean. Like a part of me is now spotless, without any stains. And that reaction is better than the Wyoming feeling. It’s better than anything.”

When Macsen finds out the truth behind Emilia…he’s hurt – obviously! The dude can’t catch a break when it comes to women! I really feel bad for him. But he can’t get Emilia out of his system…she’s under his skin, in his thoughts…I was tortured right along with him. And she was too! The way he finds out is shitty to say the least and there is nothing Emilia can do about it.

“Honesty is painful. It’s a healing balm for the one speaking and gives a burning sting for the person on the receiving end. I know I will only have one second of relief for telling the truth, and after that I’ll feel the harsh sting of my words. I love my sister too much to let her bear the pain alone.”

Finding out the secrets behind the Wentworth’s past and why Emilia is on this mission is…tragic. Hard not to shed some tears over. And I knew Macsen was no saint, but after knowing what happened, I could not see it in his character to do what he was being accused of – I’m glad Emilia saw that before I did.

“When death takes a life, it steals not just one soul, but a handful.”

Once the truth is out, the whole family is able to heal, which is good – Emilia needs that in order to move on and find her own joy. But her joy isn’t going to be as easy to come by. Macsen is stuck…I mean I have read some tragically broken males, but Macsen ranks up at the top.

“The truth is that I keep coming back to you because I love you. And that sometimes feel impossible, that I can love someone with my fucked up past. I’ve always been afraid of love, but with you, it doesn’t matter. I need you.”

“I just don’t know if two broken people can be together.”

One of the most beautiful quotes out of this book, possible out of any book I’ve ever read, came from Emilia and I think it sums up Breaking the Wrong SO well…

“Everyone wants to fall in love. But I think more people are in love with the theory of love. If you’re looking in from the outside, it looks so beautiful. On the inside, it’s scary because it can take over your life. It’s the strongest emotion but also the darkest. It can put you on a high for days, but it can wrap an anchor around your feet and drown you in less than a minute. If everyone knew the truth no one would really ask for love. But when it drops into your life, you can only hope that you have enough strength to hang on.”

My jaw dropped when I read that…I love it not only for Emilia and Macsen but just in general. So profound and well put. It’s a line you shake your head after reading thinking, wow…did my mind just get blown?

Yup…sure did.

The book is split up into three parts and told from mainly Emilia’s POV but we get glimpses of Macsen’s POV as well, which was a nice change from Every Which Way…but made me definitely want some Thayer POV’s (hint hint Calia 😉 just saying….) To say I’m excited for the third book, Ruin You Completely (Mathias’s story)…is kinda understated. The Sloan boys just keep getting better and better…I highly doubt I’ll be disappointed.

◊Author Bio◊

College seemed like too much stress for me. Traveling across the world, getting married, and having three kids seemed much more relaxing.

Yeah, I’m still waiting for the relaxing part to kick in…

I change addresses every other year. It’s not by choice but it is my reality.
While the crazies of life kept me busy, the stories in my head decided to bubble to the surface. They were dying to be told and and I was dying to tell them.

That was four years ago. Soon, the stories will be shared with you. I hope you’ll enjoy escaping to the crazy world of these characters with me!!

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Calia has an awesome Rafflecopter giveaway for a signed set of Every Which Way & Breaking the Wrong – have you seen those new covers – OMG…love them!


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