Thursday, April 23, 2015

The Crossroads (Saving Angels #4) Annie Rose Welch

The Crossroads
(Saving Angels #4)
Annie Rose Welch
How do you get there, darlin’? Well, na’, you start by taking Brighten Place. Follow that road all the way down to Marigny Street. After you travel a little distance you’ll come to an old Red Dirt Road, and that road will take you even further, to Lotus Blossom Lane, but you’ve already been that way. Na’ you’re exactly where you should be, darlin’. You’ve arrived at The Crossroads of your life.
Gabriel Roberts is the most famous movie star in the world. He has everything one man could ever want. He has everything except the one thing he feels will fulfill his purpose and complete his life.
Raphael Rose is dying of pneumonia. As he waits on the waning clock of mortality to chime, he has a story to share. One of star-crossed lovers he has never lost hope for.
Two doors down, Madam Catalina has her own story – a shocking past, a love of a lifetime left undone.
Locked behind the doors of Charity Hospital during Hurricane Evangeline, the tangling of souls has unraveled and left each of them at the crossroads of their life. And in the end, whichever road they choose will lead them home.

Excerpt #1:
I feel her body, all of it, her tender flesh, her nirvana curves as I run my lips back and forth against the base of her throat. I can feel the beat of the pulse beneath her skin throbbing against me. I can taste the salty sweat on her skin, but it’s mixed with sweetness, like delicious wild honey. And I can’t seem to get enough, as my tongue finds the delicate skin just above her breasts, making a trail back to her lips.
She pulls away from the kiss, my teeth lightly biting on her bottom lip. She sways back and forth with the rhythm and the rocking of our bodies moving in perfect harmony. She comes toward me again, our lips meeting in some desperate plea. Her hair falls wildly around us, only making her seem unreal. I moan into her mouth, knowing she can feel the vibration of my need against her tongue, while my fingers get lost in the thickness of her hair. I can spend my forever kissin’ on her this way, buryin’ myself, losing myself in her this way. 

Excerpt #2:
I nod and my cheeks feel as hot as the peppers smell. I am overcome by happiness. I feel tears behind my eyes. I wipe at them, hoping not to make a mess of myself.
“Take a bite.” I sniff. “I hope you enjoy it.”
He smiles and twirls a heaping amount of pasta onto his fork. He closes his eyes and I move forward, watching him closely. His mouth opens and the food has made contact with his tongue. He closes and starts to chew. He eyes pop open and he stops for a moment.
“What is it?”
He shakes his head. He’s not chewing. He studies my face for a moment. He quickly begins to chew. He is chewing in small intervals. He chews, and then he stops. He chews, once or twice, then stops. Finally, he swallows. He grabs for the glass of wine and swishes it around in his mouth, swallowing it down with a gulp.
I put my face in my hands. I am going to sob. I can feel it building, building, the pressure rising.
“Catalina,” he breathes. “I have never tasted anything so…so…full of flavor. It has awakened my senses, and the flavors explode in my mouth. It has singed my taste buds, and finally they have felt the fire of great food. I have never tasted anything so, well, so hot with flavor.”
I pull my hands away and sniff. “Really?”
“Really.” He reaches over the table and kisses my hand. He smiles and looks back at his food. He takes a deep breath and digs back in. He is almost shoveling the food in his mouth. He is eating so fast, he starts to choke.
I stand up quickly and pat him on the back. “Forgive me, amore. I am all to blame for this. I have been starving you with such…waste that when you taste good food, you can’t control yourself.”
He nods and points to his mouth. “Milk.” He hardly gets the word out.
He fans his mouth. “Please. Please.”
I rush and pour him a glass. He inhales it, asking for more. He drinks three more glasses.
“Are you all right?” I ask.
“Fine. Fine.” He drains the last drop of milk. “I was just so hungry. I couldn’t get enough, quick enough.”
I bring my hands to my face, smiling. “I haven’t even begun to eat mine.” 

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Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake (California).

Her writing career began one sleepless night when she imagined a gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel, Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn't stopped writing since. She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of the norm.
When she's not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. Deciding on a whim to hitch up those same wagons, Annie currently resides in Texas (where everything is bigger) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent).
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This is book 4 in the Saving Angels Series and yes you need to have read all of the other books to really understand this one. 

I gave this book 5 stars. 
This is the book that will paint the complete picture for you. 
It ties it all together from the very beginning.
This author has such a talent for telling a story and for making them come together the way that they do. 
You will love this series and I promise you it is a different story that has not been told.. Not from any book that I have read. AND I have read a lot of books !! 

Give it a chance and pick it up from the very beginning you'll be glad you did! Thank you Annie for such an amazing series. A series that has me remembering it long after it has been read. It is a story that I am sure you will get more out of the second and third time you pick it up to read! It is an investment!! <3 

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