Monday, November 20, 2017

Love on the Edge of Time by Julie Richman


Love on the Edge of Time, an all-new stand-alone story about a love too great to be bound by time, from Julie A. Richman is available NOW!


He likes whiskey and wild women
She likes Ben & Jerry’s
He’s about to get kicked out of his own band
She ate her way off the Miss America pageant circuit
What could these two possibly have in common?
A psychiatrist
A lot of unresolved issues
A whole bunch of shared lifetimes
And a love that is never-ending
As bad boy rocker, Jesse Winslow, and former pageant queen, Kylie Martin, each fight the demons screwing up their lives, the one person who holds the key to healing their ills and reuniting two souls that have searched for one another, lifetime after lifetime, is the only one who knows the whole truth.
And keeping that truth from them may just be in preeminent psychiatrist Dr. Claire Stoddard’s best interests.
Claire has committed the ultimate sin in the medical world. She’s fallen for the one man she’s forbidden to love.
Her patient, Jesse Winslow.
And she’s not about to lose him to Kylie Martin... Again.

I have had to wait a few days to write this review. There are not many books out there I can say gutted me. I mean I have been around the reading block. I have read it all.  However, this book is at the top of the ugly cry, stay with you for days list. I didn't know how I could write any review to do it justice, so I am not going to even try. I will say that if you like books that leave you thinking about it days after and telling anyone that will listen about it, the run and get this book now. Don't wait for a vacation to come and then read it because you will not be happy that you did. 
I love Julie's books. She takes her characters and makes you love them. When she wants the to have hot sex, they have hot sex. I love how the characters all seem to intertwine around each other even when they are not the same series. Thank goodness because I can always use more Schooner (don't know him or his hottie son Zac?? You need to read the Moore series next.). When you meet Kylie and Jessie I will be honest it takes a little bit to get to know them.  However, after you do you won't put this book down. Jesse is that classic rock star with the life of drugs and alcohol that spirals out of control.  Kylie is someone a lot of girls can relate with. The fat girl with a great personality. of course they meet and the sparks flew. I feel like I can't say much because I will give too much away. it is just that kind of book.
When I first read the blurb, I was not sure I was going to love it like the other Julie books. I don't know what I was thinking. she is right up there with Carly Phillips and Harper Sloan on the run, don't walk to this book list.

This time he didn’t text. He just called, waking her at two-fifteen a.m.

“Bare-ly dressed again tonight?”

Her laugh, filled with sleep was gruff. “Barely dressed every night.”

“What exactly do you have on?”

“A pink tank top and pink silk bikini.”

“Take them off,” he ordered.

“Excuse me,” there was an element of surprise in Kylie’s voice.

“You heard me. Take them off. Now.” Just hearing rustling on the other end of the line, he could feel his cock stiffen and it felt damn good after all this time. Baby, I’m back, he thought.

“We’re having phone sex? But, Jesse, we haven’t even kissed yet,” her protest was weak. And even she knew it.

“Yes, we’re having phone sex, and when I get back to New York, we’re going to do a lot more than kiss. You’ve friend-zoned me, Toots, and I’m busting out.”

Kylie was smiling on her end of the phone. Friend-zoned Jesse Fucking Winslow? Was he serious? “Nobody puts Jesse in a friend-zone,” she couldn’t help herself.

“Are they off?” He totally ignored her joke.


“What was that?” he asked, his voice gruff and serious.

“Yes, they’re off.”

“Okay, spread your legs, and with your phone, take a picture of your pussy for me.”

“Seriously?” She knew she was blushing in the dark.

“Take the picture, Kylie.”

“Okay, but if you sell this to the paparazzi, I will kill you.” There was a rustling sound, then, “Oh, my God, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

He laughed.

“Okay, here it comes. I hope it’s photogenic. It would be really embarrassing to have a non-photogenic pussy.”

Pulling the phone from his ear to look, Kylie could hear his moan, exciting her even more.

“So photogenic, Toots, just like the rest of you. And I love the red landing strip. It’s so hot. Oh, man, I love this. Spread your legs wider and use one hand to spread your lips open for me and send me another.”

Following his directions, she did as he requested.

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About the Author:

I must've been 5 or 6 when I started writing "stories". I would write them and hide them.

Not wanting anyone to see my "secret" thoughts. I needed to write - even back then. Now I'm just not hiding them anymore. Is that a sign of maturity? Nah...

Writer, photographer, insatiable wanderluster, edge-player, foodie, music addict, pop culture fanatic, animal lover, warrior for the rights of people and planet, and avid cusser (am a Native

New Yorker, so very little offends me...and if I am offended, it must be pretty freaking

bad grammar!)

I am a big believer in signs and if we keep ourselves open, there are guideposts all along the way. Stay humble. Be true. Be you.

Life is not a dress rehearsal...

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