#Life Books & Loves To Have It All by B.N. Toler

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To Have It All by B.N. Toler

Life, Books, & Loves Presents: To Have It All by B.N. Toler

  Title: To Have It All

Author: B.N. Toler

Release Date: Jan 18, 2017

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Rock bottom.

  Liam had set up shop there.

  After an accident left him injured and unable to work, it wasn’t long before he ended up on the street with his dreams in the gutter.

  This was it.

  This was his life.

  Until the day he met Max Porter—a man who appeared to have it all. They didn’t meet so much as made eye contact as Max sneered at Liam, the bum occupying precious space on the sullied New York City street.

  When Max stepped into oncoming traffic, a lesser man might’ve let him. But Liam risked his life to save Max only to be left to die without a second thought.

  When Liam woke up days later, he wasn’t himself…at least he wasn’t in his body.

  He was in Max’s.

  And with Liam’s body on life support, there was only one logical conclusion: Max was trapped in Liam’s comatose body.

  Somehow the twisted hands of fate had given Liam a second chance; a chance to have it all. But with all the perks of Max’s life also came his problems. Finding balance in his new identity was challenged more so once Liam fell for Waverly, Max’s beautiful ex.

  Could Liam live out his life as another man or would he pull the plug and let fate decide?

  Would he lose his chance at true love?

Would he lose the chance to have it all?

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Scooting up, his body was gloved to mine, his mouth to my ear as he reached around me and pulled my left hand, placing it over the shifter, then he took my right hand and settled it over the throttle. “Think of this like a dance,” he instructed me, his voice husky. “Dance involves steps, coordination, knowing your partner. This isn’t much different.”

  “Says you,” I griped. “This is hardly a dance partner. This is a death trap that could kill us.”

  He chuckled, the sound low and deep, making my core clench. “You’re sitting on over five-hundred pounds of machinery here. Think about how much time and effort went into building this; the way someone had to know this bike so intricately to put it all together and make it move.”

  “Just because they knew it doesn’t mean I do.” I appreciated the intricacy of the bike, but appreciating and driving it were very different things.

  “I just mean there’s power here. You can make these 500 pounds of metal move if you want it to, if you trust yourself enough.”

  He left my hands and softly ran his fingers up my arms to my shoulders. “It lives and moves so long as you let it, so long as you lead it, just like a good dance partner. Don’t think about the moves you need to make . . . feel them. Let the bike tell you when it’s time to shift.”

  His fingers glided down my sides until they took a firm hold of my waist causing my breath to hitch as my back arched slightly. “It’s give and release, Waverly,” he went on, his voice deep and gravely. “You have to feel when it’s time to give and when it’s time to let go.”

  Darting my tongue out, I wet my dry lips. How did he make shifting gears sound so hot? How in the heck was I supposed to manage this machine with Liam murmuring sexual innuendo in my ear? I wished I could somehow turn around and take him on the bike.

  “You know, this would be an epic opening to a porn flick,” I announced causing him to burst into laughter.

  “I hadn’t thought of that.” His body shook as he continued to laugh.

  “I guess your mind isn’t as dirty as mine.” I shrugged.

  “I guess not. What would the film title be?” he queried.

  I twisted my mouth in thought. In my sexiest voice, I twisted my neck so he could see me as I pouted my mouth, “Shifting the Panhead. When good girls learn to ride.”

  He choked he was laughing so hard. When he could form words again, he coughed out, “That does sound pretty dirty when you say it like that.”

  “Anything can sound dirty when you say it the right way,” I quipped. “Sky,” I moaned. “Concrete,” I continued.

  “Okay, okay,” he begged before clearing his throat. “Stop stalling your lesson with your dirty mind and your defiling of perfectly unperverted words.”

  I wiggled my ass again. “You love how I defiled the word concrete. Admit it.”

“You keep shimmying your ass like that, this lesson is going to have to end while I go jump in the water.”

BN Toler lives in Virginia. When she’s not reading and writing, she’s thinking about reading and writing. Before she became a self-proclaimed writer, she worked as a real estate agent and as an orthodontic technician. **She will notice your teeth before your eyes or hair or anything.**

  She enjoys shopping (way too much) and is on a first name basis with several employees at the local Target in her town.

  She loves music,(bluegrass, country, 80’s, actually she loves most music ~her favorite song is American Pie by Don McLean and she worships anything that is Elvis and Johnny Cash and Eric Church) dancing, (even though she sucks at it)reading, writing, eating (too much) sleeping late, (which she rarely gets to do) and laughing. If you can make her laugh, she will love you forever.

  Random and insignificant facts:

  She is addicted to Coca Cola

She hates onions

She loves thunderstorms

She wants to have Karen Marie Moning’s babies

She curses….a lot…like way too much

She’s immensely afraid of snakes

She fangirls over M.Pierce

She HATES reality television

She loves books and movies that make her cry

She cries over anything remotely sad

She LOVES Jack Daniels and Ginger Ale. (too much)

She hopes she hasn’t bored you to death.

Disclosure: This information was provided by B.N. Toler. This is NOT a compensated post.

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Where one goes by BN Toller

Where one goes you ask? Well let me tell you I’m going to go and rave about this! The feels!!

This is read in DUAL POVs.

BLURB:

What happens when the very thing ruining your life ends up saving it? I was never one to believe in spirits—until six years ago, when a bone-chilling accident changed my life…forever. My name is Charlotte, but most people call me Char…and I have a special gift. I talk to the dead. Make no mistake, I can’t summon them. I’m only able to see and speak to the spirits that linger when they’re unable to crossover. They’re somehow weighted to the world with unfinished affairs. And for the last six years, I’ve relentlessly used my gift to help their lost souls. But it’s come at a price. My life is dark. Feeling despondent, I’ve begun to give up. And in helping the dead, I’ve realized I haven’t allowed myself to live. With no money, no place to go, and most importantly… no hope, I’ve decided there is only one option—to end it all. But fate is a funny thing. One minute, I’m about to leap to my death, and the next, I’m saved by Ike McDermott. The strong, striking soldier stopped me from putting an end to my despair. He’s the kind of man that smiles and brightens an entire room. Sweet and gentle. He is my savior. And he’s dead. We’ve made an agreement. He’ll help me find a place to stay and a new job if I’ll help him with his unfinished business so that he may crossover. Ike’s unfinished matter involves his twin brother, George. George has been falling apart since Ike’s death and Ike has not been able to compel himself to crossover in peace until he knows George will be okay. When I agreed to help, little did I know that I’d fall in love with the charming folks of Bath County, and…Ike and George McDermott. Now, as both brothers own equal parts of my heart, I am faced with a cruel and unfair predicament. In saving George, I must let go of Ike. But how does one let go of half of their heart?

My thoughts and review:

I’m not much of a ghost paranormal reader but when I read the blurb, the notion of her loving two brothers intrigued me, so I gave it a shot.

Oh… the feels with this.

Ike. Charlotte. George.

This is one of those books where you can’t help but love them both. Okay, I may have liked Ike a little more, but he was dead, so I had to keep my true feelings back. I was hoping at one point they would somehow magically be together, but no such luck.

George was a wreck and I loved how their relationship grew into more than just her helping Ike to move on. I would be cheering for them when things would happen, but then when her and Ike were together... sigh... I just couldn’t help it... I loved them both, I really did.

I loved everyone in that small town, well except Misty and Roger, but that’s a given. And Cameron was utterly hilarious! Loved him!

There were times in the book where yes, I may have cried a little and that’s a rarity for me.

There is an HEA here… well, kind of, you still feel her pain when Ike isn’t there, but you knew it was inevitable.

Could not put down!

This gets 5 PIGGIES!!

https://www.amazon.com/Where-One-Goes-B-Toler-ebook/dp/B00T630C8C/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1476379197&sr=1-1&keywords=where+one+goes+by+b.n.+toler