Today we are delighted to share Heather M. Orgeron & Kate Stewart’s all-new contemporary military romance,
Remember when I said we couldn’t speak after parting ways in Germany? It was the day I broke your heart. What you didn’t know was that I was breaking mine too.
I thought they’d be enough–my husband and my son. That I’d get home and everything would go back to the way it was . . .
Before the war.
Before the ambush.
But, no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the trauma we shared. I can’t seem to forget the way my heart beat in time with yours.
The truth is I’m lost without you.
I thought the nightmare was over when they pulled us from that hole in the ground, but nothing could have prepared me for the war I’d face at home.
I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but, please, I have to see you one last time. . .
All my love,
HEARTBREAK WARFARE is now available!
reviewed by donna on behalf of kff
I sit here pondering what kind of review to write for a story that is so powerful and just about shattered my heart into smithereens and do it justice.
Kate Scott is a happily married woman with a six-year-old son. She grew up as an army brat and is also married to a captain and is surrounded by military. Kate is deployed to Iraq and while it cripples her to leave the two people in her life she loves with her every being, she just wants to do this mission. Accompanied by her best friend Mullins, they embark on their task in hand. Once there, they befriend a group of guys serving their time in Iraq. One of them goes by the name of Briggs. Fun, flirty, cocky kind of guy seems to infuriate Kate from the offset, nicknaming her Scottie. They all become friends and develop somewhat of a bond. Bearing in mind they are out there to fight a war and while on a mission, a set of circumstances occur that changes the course of their lives forever.
“I am two different women, living in two separate worlds, in love with two different soldiers. In the haze that’s now my life.”
Sergeant Briggs is forever the joker, but he lives and breathes his job in the military and he certainly gets a rise out of rubbing Kate up the wrong way. Due to their circumstances, their bond shifts somewhat. Spending a few months in each others company, the dynamics change for them. When Kate goes home, she does with a heavy broken heart and not quite the woman she was before she went on her first deployment. She broke his heart but what she also did is break her own. To ease back into the life she previously lived is a massive challenge for her, but Kate Scott is one determined lady putting everyone before her own feelings. Watching all their lives fall apart right in front of my eyes was unbelievably heartbreaking, to say the least.
The collaboration between these authors is nothing short of genius. Their penmanship has blended extremely well and their writing compliments each other. I can only imagine the depths of despair they would have felt writing this masterpiece because reading it was an emotional rollercoaster. I had to stop to do mundane things just to keep myself blubbing any further. Red puffy eyes are not a good look and make it extremely difficult to read! I have read the most soul-destroying epic books in my time but never anything like this story that has you choking up and tears falling all the way through. I was so submerged, my surroundings ceased to exist. This shows the level of writing when the reader feels every scene, every word and every action.
There is a playlist to accompany Heartbreak Warfare and I promise you will be a sobbing mess listening to this as much as reading it. I want to put this out there. I think this should be adapted to the screen and I’ve said that for a few books before but honestly this would make the most epic movie ever. Bravo to Ms. Oregon and Ms. Stewart on a fabulously written earth-shattering story. This book that will stay with me forever deserves more than five stars. I won’t discount a re-read in the future; yes, I will probably put myself through it again. I’m going to let my heart repair first!
© 2018 by Heather M. Orgeron & Kate Stewart
All rights reserved.
“I need you to break my heart,” she declares, wringing her hands nervously. “Give me a reason to hate you, because wanting you this way is…it’s ruining me. It’s ruining my life.”She is dead serious.Lifting her chin, as if ready to take a blow, her turbulent eyes implore mine. “Tell me about them. Tell me about all of the women you’ve been with since Germany.”“No.” I shake my head. “Hell no.”“Oh, please, Briggs. How long did you wait? A few days?” She laughs sarcastically. “I bet you didn’t even make it a day.”She’s coming out guns blazing, and I can see it’s physically killing her to do it.“Are we playing the guessing game? Do I get to ask how many times you’ve fucked your husband?”“Sure,” she says with a shrug. “We’ll trade. You go first.”She’s bluffing, and I’m calling her on it.“Don’t do this, Scottie. You don’t really want to hear about that.”“Humor me, Briggs.” Her eyes plead with mine. “I need to hear this.”
“Fine. You want the truth?”
Again, she bobs her head.
She stands stock-still as I pace the small room, feeling the blood begin to boil beneath my overheated skin.
I stalk back toward her, stopping inches away. “You really want to know that there have been so many that I’ve lost count? How they’re all blondes with blue eyes? But the blue, it’s never right, and their smiles—all wrong.”
She swats at the fresh tears that trail down her cheeks as her lips begin to tremble. Reaching out, she places a hand on my chest, and I know that she must feel the way my heart is pounding against my rib cage, reaching for her. Always reaching for her.
I jerk myself away and brand that touch to memory.
In about forty-five seconds, my heart is going to implode. I start ticking them down.
“You want me to tell you all about how I have to drink myself stupid, till their faces blur enough that I can pretend…” I pause running a hand down my face. “So that I can pretend they’re you? You want to know how fucking miserable I am? How when I slide between their legs, I close my eyes, and it’s your face I see? How I’m always careful not to kiss them because their lips are all wrong. How every time I finish I want to fucking kill myself, because I can’t stand the pain of wanting the one woman I can never have.”
“Is that enough?” Her eyes snap to mine. “Hate me yet?”
Face crumbling, she gasps out a sob, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.
“Come on, Scottie. Let’s not kid ourselves. I’m still the same prick you hated when we met. Nothing’s changed. I think we’ve romanticized this situation long enough, don’t you?”
Taking another step away from her, I tilt my head. “You’re a housewife,” I say snidely. “Someone else’s wife and I’m a career soldier. This isn’t exactly ideal.”
She flinches visibly, and my heart bottoms out.
I cut my hand through the air. “At the end of the day, this was nothing but a big mistake. And we never would have happened if—”
“Stop,” she cries out painfully, “stop, I’m good,” she whispers before rocketing toward the door just as I reach for her, my fingers curling in the space she just left. Handle in hand, she looks back at me with the sweep of her eyes until they meet mine. That’s how we started, and it’s only fitting it’s how we should end. For the moment, we’re right back there in the place we created, where we are perfect. Where our souls line up without any visible smudge on the seams. In a place where there is still so much love, so much that I can’t stop the tear that slides out before batting it away with the back of my hand.
An identical tear runs down her cheek. “Thank you.”
Three. Two. One.
Heather M. Orgeron is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower (aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.
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A Texas native, Kate Stewart lives in North Carolina with her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. She pens messy, sexy, angst-filled contemporary romance, as well as romantic comedy and erotic suspense because it’s what she loves as a reader.
Kate is a lover of all things ’80s and ’90s, especially John Hughes films and rap. She dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for necessity, and on occasion, does very well at whiskey.
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