New Release & Review: Glitter by Abbi Glines

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Lies, Deceit, Vengeance, Desire, and Hate…wrapped up in a façade of all that sparkles and shines.

A pretty face, a fetching smile, a fabulous gown, a flutter of lashes at just the right moment – Miriam had been taught she must do all these things to land a wealthy husband. Much preferring the company of books to people, the only thing that stopped Miriam from fleeing to the countryside was her younger sister - who was counting on Miriam to make a match that would ensure she could care for her mother and sister properly.

He knew his duty to his title and he would do as was necessary.

Although Hugh Compton, Earl of Ashington, hadn’t wanted his father’s title at the age of nine and twenty, he gained it two years ago when his father died unexpectedly. The only good that had come of that was Hugh had been able to move his father’s wife to the dowager house.

Now it was time to marry. 

 Many disliked the arrogant Earl of Ashington but none so much as his brother. 

After his mother was sent off as if she were trash to be disposed of, Nathaniel swore he’d even the score. With the intent of charming the boring Lydia Ramsbury right out of his brother’s arms, Nathaniel discovered it was a new face that had captured his brother's attention - a one Miss Miriam Bathurst. 

Vengeance had never looked so sweet. 

 

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My Review:
Glitter by Abbi Glines
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I enjoyed my trip to regency England with Miriam, Ashington and Nicholas. For Miriam, her father’s death has left the family in financial ruin so it falls to her to secure a husband to provide for her mother and sister. The true driving force for Miriam is her sister Whitney, the one person that has brought light and love to her life, something she didn’t get from her parents. Being in London with her uncle and aunt is refreshing for Miriam even though she doesn’t enjoy the trappings of the ‘season’ she must endure. Her Aunt Harriet is a breath of fresh air from America so she doesn’t know all the rules that society dictates and boldly does what she wants. I love that Miriam stays true to herself within society’s structure which is what opens the door to a relationship with the Earl of Ashington. Ashington has taken on his role of Earl out of duty but didn’t expect to be a father so quickly. When Emma was delivered to his doorstep, he knew he wouldn’t turn her away but now finds he needs a wife to be the countess and a mother rather quickly. This pursuit opens a door for his half-brother, Nicholas, to pursue his revenge on his brother for how he treated his mother. Of the tangled webs that British society weaves. As these two gentlemen work the season, one for a wife and the other for revenge, Miriam finds herself caught in the middle. The moments with Ashington and Emma are a true joy as he navigates fatherhood with a 4-year-old that is sneaky and smart. I do wish there would have been more to Miriam, revealing her true dreams that she was giving up. There is a hint in the epilogue but it isn’t something we as the readers truly understood and knew about which would have added depth to what I knew and felt for Miriam. Overall, I enjoyed this story and was captivated by the journey Miriam takes out of family obligation. I voluntarily read an ARC of this book and this is my honest review.

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“Stop giggling. You sound ridiculous,” the older of the two girls said.

 “You’re just sour Lord Ashington didn’t attend,” the younger girl replied.

 “The night is young yet,” the mother added, as if this was, in fact, the issue the eldest daughter was having.

 “Even if he does arrive, he will seek out Lydia Ramsbury. Everyone knows he has called on her and taken her for a ride in the park this week. I even heard she went to the opera with him and sat in his box.” The youngest girl seemed to be enjoying herself.

 I wanted to roll my eyes, but then I was the one eavesdropping on a conversation that wasn’t mine to listen to. I should be rolling my eyes at myself.

 “Nothing is certain,” the mother said with a tone that made me shiver slightly.

 “Lydia Ramsbury would make a perfect countess,” the older girl said grudgingly.

 “As would you,” the mother said. 

It had been obvious that Lord Ashington had been interested in Lydia Ramsbury at the last ball. The next morning, his visit to me had been surprising. His abrupt departure had not been. Not that any of this mattered. I was not interested in the affairs of Lord Ashington. Not in the least. He would make a most difficult husband.

 Feeling as if I were a lurker in their conversation, I took one last deep inhale of the lovely fragrance before turning to go back into the ballroom. Just as I stepped inside, I scanned the room for Aunt Harriet, but my gaze locked on Mr. Nicholas Compton. He was here and he was dancing… with Lydia Ramsbury. 

Disappointment stung and I truly hated to admit it. When just a few days ago I was sure I didn’t care for him at all. Yet he was here and he wasn’t just dancing with anyone. He was dancing with the girl his brother had spent the most time with this week. I wasn’t naïve and I understood completely what was happening. Which was why the sting of disappointment. 

Reality was something I had learned to face at a young age and I knew now that the brief attention I had received from him had nothing to do with me at all but with his brother. Mr. Compton was indeed playing a game. A vicious hurtful one meant not only to affect his brother but others along the way. I had thick skin and a blow such as that wouldn’t wound me the way it would others. Sheltered girls who had lived easy lives with security wouldn’t survive such a scandal.

 It was in that moment, I decided I truly hated Nicholas Compton. He wasn’t interesting but spiteful and cold. I truly hoped Lydia Ramsbury was smart and didn’t fall for his charming smile and attractive face. There was something I disliked more than arrogance and it was cruelty.

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Read the First Chapter HERE! 

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Abbi Glines is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and International bestselling author of the Rosemary Beach, Sea Breeze, Vincent Boys, Boys South of the Mason Dixon, and The Field Party Series. She is also the author of the Sweet Trilogy and the Black Souls Trilogy. She believes in ghosts and has a habit of asking people if their house is haunted before she goes in it. Her house was built in 1820 and she’s yet to find a ghost in it but she’s still looking. She drinks afternoon tea because she wants to be British but alas she was born in Alabama although she now lives in New England (which makes her feel a little closer to the British). When asked how many books she has written she has to stop and count on her fingers. When she’s not locked away writing, she is entertaining her preschooler, she is reading (if the preschooler will leave her alone long enough), shopping online (major Amazon Prime addiction), running because she eats too many tacos, and planning her next Disney World vacation.

You can connect with Abbi online in several different ways. She uses social media to procrastinate.

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New Release: About Tomorrow by Abbi Glines

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About Tomorrow...

I close my eyes as I hear him speak. I take one very long and deep breath hoping to calm the immediate butterflies that take flight in my stomach and hope to slow down the racing of my heart. The voice was slightly deeper but the timbre was one that was achingly familiar.

My actions did little to help, but then who was I kidding? A deep breath wasn't going to fix the effect he had on me and my body's inevitable reaction. Even the memories that would forever haunt me couldn't keep my emotions from triggering at the nearness of him once again.

I used to pray that I'd find the strength to move on from him, from the pain that the end carried, from the emptiness in my chest, but ultimately move on from—the loss of Creed Sullivan and the death of his sister, Cora.

The Sullivans had been the best part of my summers in New England.

Deep down, I knew my ache for all that I had lost was the reason I returned...

But I hadn't expected to see him again—especially not like this.

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Watch the Trailer HERE!

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 Creed had put on a pair of faded jeans and a vintage Def Leppard tee shirt but he’d not brushed his hair. It worked for him but then Creed was the kind of sexy that could wear anything and still turn heads. As a little girl, I’d loved playing with him and as a teenage girl I had fallen in love with him. 

“Hello,” I said so softly- it was almost a whisper. 

“Their coffee is shit,” he said as he walked toward the kitchen. 

I turned my gaze back to the fire. Pretending like we were strangers was difficult. Once there had been so much I wanted to say to him. I’d wanted to ask him why? What had I done wrong? Why had he turned on me without a reason?

 Now, he was here. We were in the same room and I had no words. I couldn’t think of one thing to say. 

I heard him in the kitchen and as much as I wanted to not care that he was here my body was attuned to his every move. Maybe it was my nerves or uncertainty. It couldn’t possibly be more than that. His footsteps were soft and I realized he must be barefoot. The cold wouldn’t affect him like it did me. He was a New Englander. 

He sat down in the chair across from the sofa and his gaze was on me. I didn’t want to look at him. The fire was less confusing and unsettling. I didn’t have to pretend with the fire. Creed however was a different story. How did he expect me to act like we were strangers when there was so much in our past?

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Read the First Chapter HERE! 

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Abbi Glines is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Rosemary Beach, Sea Breeze, Vincent Boys, Field Party and Existence series. She never cooks unless baking during the Christmas holiday counts. She believes in ghosts and has a habit of asking people if their house is haunted before she goes in it. She drinks afternoon tea because she wants to be British but alas she was born in Alabama. When asked how many books she has written she has to stop and count on her fingers. When she’s not locked away writing, she is reading, shopping (major shoe and purse addiction), sneaking off to the movies alone, and listening to the drama in her teenagers lives while making mental notes on the good stuff to use later. Don’t judge.

You can connect with Abbi online in several different ways. She uses social media to procrastinate.

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