Friday, December 11, 2015

Forgetting August (Lost & Found #1) by J.L. Berg: Blog Tour Review, Excerpt & Giveaway


She can forgive, but can she forget?

Some days, Everly still thinks she sees him. In the food court at the mall, or in a car speeding past as the light changes. It only lasts a second, but when it happens, she slips back to a time when she was ruled-and nearly ruined-by August Kincaid. And it doesn't matter that she's moved on, that she's about to marry another man. In those moments the only thing she can do to regain control is take a deep breath and remind herself that August can't hurt her-because he's in a coma. Except that he's not anymore.

August is awake. With no memories, he sets out to solve the mystery of his lost life. He unearths a photograph of a beautiful redhead named Everly and knows instinctively that she's the key. But when he finds her, the August she describes is more monster than man.

Tortured by the thought of having hurt her, August wants only to become the man Everly deserves. As the new August emerges, Everly glimpses the person she first fell in love with. But can she trust that this August is real? When the final secret of their shared past is revealed, one of them will make a choice that changes their future forever . . .

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“Plans change—for better, for worse. We adapt. And all that matters is what’s in front of us.”

“And you have Ryan now,” I concluded.


Silence followed us as we moved down the street past the old clubs and the dingy storefronts.

“Why do you want to know about the past—about us—so badly?” she blurted out as we reached my car. I turned to face her, and saw red blotches of anger tinting her face. I took a second or two to collect my thoughts before responding.

“Have you ever watched a mystery or a thriller type movie?”


“You know, like Inception or Gone Girl? Where you just have no fucking clue what’s going on until the very end?”

“I know what type of movie you’re talking about. And no—not really, if you must know. I’m not a mystery lover—I always see the plot twists from a mile away. But what I don’t see is why you’re bringing up movies—right now!” she huffed.

“I’m trying to explain my answer. Would you just give me a second,” I answered gruffly.

She threw her arms across her chest, and I tried to ignore the way they pressed her breasts high and tight against her shirt. I decided to look at the stop sign across the street instead.

That was safer.

“Anyway, as I was saying—I’ve been watching a lot of movies lately—in an effort to discover the new me. Well, I’ve decided I hate thrillers and mysteries. The intense feeling of never knowing what is going on—that sick, twist-in-the-gut feeling of knowing there is something missing and you just don’t know what it is. I hate it—with a passion. That’s my life— all that damn time. Knowing there are clues and memories out there, within reach, but having no idea how to get to them.”

“Why do you need to know so badly? I mean, couldn’t you just start over new?” she asked softly.

“I tried. I am trying, but I’m always pulled back to this dark black hole of nothingness. I need to fill in the blanks. I need to make sure I don’t...”

“You don’t what?” she pressed.

“I don’t want to become that man again,” I confessed, turning toward her. Her hesitant eyes met mine, and she nodded.

“Then we keep going. One memory at a time.”

No smile of encouragement, no friendly good-bye as she turned toward her car, but she had given me the promise of more.

More time with her.

More memories of us, and more chances to change her mind.

She might never love me again, but maybe she’d find it in her heart to forgive the man I was trying to become.

About the Author:

I’m a California native, who lives in the South – Virginia to be exact. I still prefer sushi to fried chicken, avocados to okra, and I absolutely loathe humidity. I do love watching the seasons change though. My husband and I have been here for ten years, and I still get giddy like a school girl every time it snows.

I’m married to my high school sweetheart. We were married young, barely out of high school. Everyone told us we were crazy and stupid. We’ll be celebrating 12 years of marriage this year, and I love him more every single day. We’re living proof that true love knows no age limit.

We’ve been blessed with two beautiful daughters who continue to amaze and inspire me, and are probably making me go a bit insane. I’m obsessed with yoga and pilates and am a complete chocoholic. I apologize in advance for the amount of sweets in my book.

I’m absolutely obsessed with romance novels (duh) and probably could have built a vacation home with the amount of money I’ve invested in them over the years. Romance novels take you to another place, making your heart race, emotions swell, passion run free. After so many years of meeting hundreds of fictional characters and discovering their worlds, I found myself creating my own.

I am represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.

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Review by Michelle:

Oh for the love of angst! J.L. Berg, as always, draws you in with her captivating characters, her distinctive storylines, and an onslaught of emotions. Forgetting August combines waking from a coma with amnesia, a shady past, an ex-girlfriend, and a new lover culminating in a unique and enthralling twist on your typical memory loss and second chance love stories.

Some of my favorite characters are those that I can't seem to make up my mind about. August Kincaid is a shining example of just such a conundrum. Should I love August or should I hate him? Am I drawn to him, repulsed by him, or a bit of both? Can someone's personality really do a complete 180 and does the fact that he doesn't remember his former self help or hinder this? While still admittedly largely undecided, one thing is for certain, you just can't help but feel for August despite his seemingly despicable past as he awakens with no one by his side, no memories of anyone or anything of importance to him before his coma, and no direction. As he becomes staunchly determined to change his ways with this fresh start, to right his wrongs, and become the polar opposite of what he once was, the empathy only grows. As for August's past, there is no doubt that what he did to Everly is horrible and wrong and abusive, still you just can't help wondering what the background and the rest of the story really is.

August isn't the only one worthy of compassion. Everly was the victim of August's domineering and oppressive ways before his attack, she has spent two years of her life attempting to recover from the trauma, to find herself, and to move on and now she must face August again and reconcile her residual feelings for a man she has considered a monster for years to find he is no longer that man and wants to be different. While some of her actions will leave you frustrated and cursing her name, above all else, you can't help but admire Everly's strength and tenacity.

The connection between August and Everly is magical, commanding, and unyielding. A bond that outlived mistreatment, the passage of time, and even the loss of all recollection. A draw that is constantly tugging at the both of them even though Everly knows better, even though she wants to refuse it, even though she has the love of another. A magnetism that August cannot deny even though he can't remember their shared history, even though he knows it is best left alone. A love he still feels down to his bones even though she is really no more than a stranger to him now.

Mysteries abound as we are ever so slowly clued in to August and Everly's life before his attack, August's attitude and behavior before the coma, and most importantly the truth behind the attack, keeping you engrossed and feverishly flipping pages to find out more. There are so many facets to this story. There is of course August's condition. There is Everly's struggle with the past and her healing process. There is a new man in the picture making August's recovery and the decision to forgive all the more difficult. There is much more than meets the eye in August's past. And there is a powerful and touching romance just begging to be rekindled. To top it all off, a shocking twist and a huge cliffhanger ending will leave you breathless and anxious for more.

Forgetting August is a suspenseful and gripping rollercoaster ride sure to make you gasp and cringe, laugh and sigh, stand up and beg for more, and offer up your first born for a glimpse into the conclusion of this stunning love story. Start the countdown, just 3 more months until Remembering Everly!

*complimentary copy provided by publisher in exchange for an honest review

Rating: 4.5 Stars

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  1. @tdhubbard5 is my twitter I put the wrong account on here

  2. Thank for this chance. My Honey read one of your books but she hates facebook so I do it and I read some romance, too.