Monday, August 5, 2013

Deviation Blog Tour - Angel Interview and POV, Review

I am so excited to share with you Dani's book Deviation! The day is here where I am allowed to shout about Angel and Neveah!! Who are they you ask? Well they are the characters in her book.  And I just happen to have an interview with Angel and a special POV from him. So excited! So lets get this party started shall we? 

It takes just one week to realize that you’re broken, but not unfixable. ONE week to realize everything doesn’t come with a price. One week to fall in love with love. One week to fall in love with you. 
Family torn apart at thirteen by a drunk driver.
Fifteen foster homes in five years.
Determined to keep everything at bay, Nevaeh Rodgers will do whatever it takes to forget.

Until she meets Angel Barajas at a party. He can’t keep his eyes off of her. Saving her from a guy at the party and an overdose, he can’t just let her walk out his door. Determined to help her whether she wants the help or not, he sets out to find her and not a moment too soon. 
  It takes ONE day to realize the relationship you’re in isn’t healthy and leave. TWO days to realize you’re as pathetic as the loser you stayed with. THREE days to get a combination of drugs out of your system. FOUR days to wish life would end so you can take matters into your own hands. FIVE days to be saved. It takes a week to realize that everything each and every one of those days has in common, is the vibrant blue eyes that are staring at me right now.

Now, Here is a special POV that Dani shared with me! ;) 

Chapter 8

I’m standing in the door way to Nevaeh’s bathroom staring holes into the closet door. She hasn’t moved since she locked herself in the closet two days ago. It’s starting to freak me out and I’m on the verge of just breaking down the door. Chances are she’s behind the door and I might hurt her, but what if she’s already hurt? I’m about to walk over to the door when my phone vibrates my pocket.
“Hey son, has she come out yet?” My mom sounds as nervous as I feel.
“No Mom, she hasn’t. I was just contemplating breaking down the door to get to her.” I wonder if she can hear the anxiety in my voice.
“I know that’s the first thing you want to do because you feel protective her Angel, but think about this first. If she’s in front of the door you can hurt her, you know that right?” I can hear she’s treading lightly.
“Of course I know that Mom! I’m not a complete idiot but what if she’s already hurt, what then? How do you think that’s going to make me feel if she’s lying dead in the closet?” I choke on that thought
“Calm down Angel, she’s not dead. She’s probably just passed out. You remember when you would come home after one of your binders? I wouldn’t find you for days because you did the same thing. You locked yourself in your closet. I still don’t understand why they put locks on the inside of the closet doors.” I can practically hear her eyes rolling.
“I don’t know Mom and I don’t see why I care really.” I lie. I know why I care. I’m just too damn stubborn to admit it to myself.
“Son, we both know why you’re doing this. Despite the promise you made me, there’s something about her and it’s more than you seeing yourself in her. If you won’t admit it to me at least admit it to yourself and when you get her out of that closet you bring her by when the rough patch is over.” She commands.
“We’ll see what happens Mom, I’m not making any promises. I’ll talk to you later, I’m going to try and get her to open the door.” I say trying to rush her off the phone.
“Ok Angel, I love you. “ The phone goes dead.
Yeah I love you too Mom. Now back to the task at hand. I walk away from the room and head to the kitchen to make her something. I decide to make her a sandwich, she has to like that right? I put a couple bottles of water on the tray and begin walking back to the room. I place the tray on the counter and go to the closet door. I knock three times, nothing. I let out a breath and knock three more times.
“If I leave something to eat and drink on the counter will you please come out and get it? You’ve been in there for two days now Nevaeh. I’ll even shut the door to the bathroom so you won’t have to see me.” I speak softly. I don’t want to scare her.
When she doesn’t say anything, I start walking away and mumble, “So stubborn.” I walk out the door and shut it behind me, but I don’t move any further. When I hear her come to the door to lock it, I let out the breath I was holding. Well at least she’s alive, now how the hell do I keep her from going back into the closet? That’s the million dollar question. She’s going to keep shutting me out. I know that because that’s exactly what I did. I shut everyone out. 
A few minutes have gone by and I’m pacing in front of the bathroom door, when I hear the door unlock. This is the moment before she makes it back to the closet. Not even giving it a second thought, I slam open the door and tackle her before she gets to the closet. In the spilt second decision I misjudged my force, and we are landing hard on the tile floor. Crack. My breathing stops for a second as my mind tries to understand what the hell the crack was when I start seeing blood pool on the floor in front of us.
“Shit.” The only word that seemed to fit the situation perfectly.
I get off Nevaeh and see that she’s transfixed by the blood. You can tell she’s not here in this moment. Her eyes have this faraway look and that scars the shit out of me. “Nevaeh! Nevaeh look at me!’ I scream at her. Trying to break her concentration.
When she finally looks up at me, I force the towel in her face, and pick her up placing her on the edge of the tub. I grab the towel hanging by the tub and cover the blood since her eyes seem to focus on it. She gets up and walks over to the sink examining her face. I can tell the blood is already slowing so she starts rinsing off the remaining blood.
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t think I was coming at you that hard. I just wanted you out of the closet and for you to eat.  I knew if I waited you would lock yourself back up.” The words are out of my mouth before I can even catch a breath.
She looks up at me with those sad blue eyes, “It’s not a big deal Angel, don’t worry about it.” Her voice is raspy and stirs something inside of me. “If it’ll make you feel better I won’t go back into the closet.”
Knowing she won’t go back into the closet, my shoulders relax as I walk up to her. Bringing my hands up to her face, I tilt her head back to make sure the bleeding has stopped. Not really sure of what I’m doing, I touch around her nose making sure she’s ok and that I didn’t break it. The corners of my lips turn up slightly when she just shrugs at me like she doesn’t feel the pain. When her face flushes I’m remembered of when I touched my lips to hers.  She tries to step away from me but I’m not having it this time. Keeping my hands on her face, I move with her keeping the same amount of space between us. I’m at war. Everything in me is raging to crush my lips to hers, to show her what life could be like, but at the same time this isn’t about me and I don’t want to rush her. The moment I look into her eyes, I see it. It’s the deciding the factor.
My hand slides down her arm to rest on Nevaeh’s hip as my other hand slides to the back of her soft neck and winding in her silky, blonde hair.  Inching my face closer to hers the moment our lips touch in this slow dance, sparks ignite the raging inferno that I haven’t felt since I was doing drugs. It’s like the same high without the horrible side effects, but damn if I’m not just as addicted to it. I move my hand to her lower back, pulling her toward me and I fell her moan at the contact. I can’t get enough of her. The little moans she’s throwing off has me biting her lip and soothing it with my tongue, begging for entrance. 
I angle me head, deepening the kiss as our tongues dance around each other. The kiss is becoming intense and I can’t stop the reaction it’s having on my body. My hand make their way under her shirt, caressing her soft skin. My touch sending goose bumps all over her body. I need to stop before it goes too far, before I push her too far. With the both of us breathing heavy I can’t move away from her so instead I rest my head against hers. Breathing her air in, her scent, everything that makes Nevaeh beautiful.

Awesome right?  Now for an interview with this Hottie of a Man! 

Hi Angel, I am Dani’s friend Christina.  I am so excited that she let me borrow you today.  In fact you are one of my favorite characters that she has written.  I just have a few questions for you if that’s ok? 
Hey Christina, It’s good to be out and about. *laughs* One of your favorites huh? I’ll have to tell her that and fire away with the questions!

 When you first saw Neveah, what went through your mind? 
Other than the fact that she was definitely on too many substances, she was one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen. But she also was hiding something and it made me want to figure out what it was.

 When you brought her to your house the first time, I know you didn’t plan on sleeping in the bed with her, but take me through what happened after she passed out.
Well she passed out a few times before I actually got her into the bed, but the final time she clung to me. Every time I thought she was in a deep enough sleep, I would move my hand from under her and she would grab onto it. I finally just gave up and fell asleep next to her.

 When Neveah left the first time, did you try to go after her or let her just go?
I wanted to go after her but I’ve been in her shoes. I would have just pushed her further away and could have possibly caused more damages. So I let her go, but I looked for her without her realizing it.

 While Neveah was detoxing what was going through your mind? 
Kicking down the door to the closet is one thing. I would’ve if I knew she was away from the door. I just tried to give her space. She did a better job at detoxing than I did. Hell I had to be put into a center, though there was a few times that I thought I was going to have her committed *shivers* but I didn’t want her away from me. I needed her there so I can watch over her, even it was from the other side of a door.

 Now, there are two parts to when she was detoxing that sticks out in my mind.  When she tried to drown herself, where you scared she succeeded?  And when she locked herself in the closet, you said, Let me in.  Did you want in the closet, in her life or both? (I know I have big questions sorry)
Well when she tried to drown herself, I was rather impressed. I know that sounds bad but I really was. I mean she broke her hand and then to have to hold herself down the way she did shows her strength and determination. Two of the things I love about her, but I was scared shitless. I’ve always been trained in CPR but the moment when you actually need it, its like it evaporates for a moment and then your shocked into action. Luckily I came out in enough time.
 As for the closet. At the time I just wanted her to let me in so she didn’t have to be alone in it all. Sometimes it helps to have someone there, especially if they’ve been through what you are going through. But when I think about, there was definitely a double meaning, it just took me a while to realize that I was just as captivated with her then as I am now.

 Helping Neveah get that job was awesome of you.  When she came home and said the guys at work flirted with her, were you jealous? 
*chuckles* Beyond belief! I knew we had this intense attraction to each other and I definitely wanted more, but I knew she wasn’t ready for that. Past experiences with men has left her guarded, she’s used to using her looks, but she doesn’t truly believe that she’s actually beautiful. So was I jealous, hell yeah, but it helped her start seeing herself for who she is without having to expect to pay for something with her body.

 When did you know that you had feelings for her, that you wanted her? 
I definitely wanted her that first night I stayed in bed with her, but I knew I had feelings for her when I found her on the beach. When I found her in that situation the breath was knocked out of me and I couldn’t see going on if she wasn’t around.

 Now, when your mom first came over to meet Neveah, were YOU nervous?  
I don’t think nervous describes it. My mom has never met someone I was dating and technically we weren’t dating then, well at least not to her we weren’t. It’s a big move when you meet the parents and I was worried how Nevaeh was going to react, so nervous, happy, excited… all reality checkers.

 One last big question.  When Neveah tried to kill herself and you were at the hospital, what were the thoughts going through your mind?
That it was because of me. It’s because I pushed her away. I was so scared that she succeeded this time and that I wasn’t going to be able to tell her how I really felt. Trust me when I say you need to live each day like it’s your last because you never really know when it’s going to be.

 Now for some fun.........At your mom’s house, what was your favorite part?  *laughs* I know mine.
*grins* Waking up in the yard and then running through the sprinklers and lets leave it at that.

 I don’t want to ask about my MOST favorite part, which is the ending.  But how are you guys doing now?  
*smiles* We’re doing great. Better than great. I would be lying if I said each day was perfect, it’s far from that. We fight about the littlest things but we make up like no body’s business. It’s our version of perfection and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

 Angel thanks for taking time with me. I will let you get back to your love. 
Thanks for having me and loving my girl’s story!

Now I bet you all are wondering what I thought of this book right?  Okay okay... I will tell you. 

When Dani first started sharing bits of Deviation with me I was intrigued and always wanted more.  Then she finished and let me read it over to give my input on if there needed more.  We hashed that out but I was instantly pulled in and loved it on first read.  Dani wrote this in such a way that you FEEL Neveah's despair and even though the book is only in her POV you feel Angel's desire to help her.  To me that is good writing.  When an author can make you feel the emotions of their characters you don't want to let them go.  
Now what is Deviation about?  Well it starts out with Neveah waking up after a party only to find her boyfriend gone and her motorcycle gone. She walks home and showers and in comes her BF with another girl.... ya she bails. Good Job girl!  Sadly Neveah's life has been drugs for quite a while.  She uses them not to feel. When she scores some good stuff and heads to a party she see's this guy who she is drawn too.  When her BF comes looking for her she is so stoned that she says some stuff that causes hottie guy to step in a defend her, well if she got to see it.... because she she passes out.  Where does she wake up?  YEP next to MR hottie!  What's his name you ask?  Angel.  Perfect name for this situation I would say.  Neveah is so confused on why she is there.  But then she finds out Angel got rid of her drugs.  Yes She is pissed because she is starting to sober up.  You can feel in Angel's reply that he is only trying to help her.  
Neveah runs out and ya scores more and heads out to get trashed and or tries to kill herself, but Angel like a real angel appears and convinces her to come live with him and get help.  She deicides and the back and forth between them is what pulls you in further.  You can tell Neveah is attracted to him and Angel to her.  Her detox time at his house is one of tears and I am just wow'd at the intense emotion in this book. After Neveah is clean, can these two have a relationship?  She has a job and is working on being her.  This is what I loved.  She wanted to know HERSELF before she latched on to Angel, and he respected that.  
When an action or words not spoken send her over the edge, can Angel pull her back?  I cried here because this part of the book just had me going OMG what will happen next? Then ending had me crying too, because Neveah, deserves happiness.  Yes you should know it's happy.  But not without tears first.  Anything worth having for is work right?  This book was so beautifully written that I have read it many times over and told Dani I would even want more and more. Go get your copy today and enjoy Angel and Neveah's journey. 

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Now a little about My amazing friend who wrote this book 

Author Bio

Dani Morales is a native Texan currently residing in Las Vegas, Nevada with her three boys and her mother.  She adopted the boys in December of 2011 and loves spending every minute playing with them. On her spare time you can find a book in her hand or sitting in front of the computer typing out stories that run rampant in her mind. Her debut novel Entrelacen was released April 2013.

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