Tuesday, September 12, 2023

Happy #BookBirthday to Fighting the Pull by Kristen Ashley

Fighting the Pull, the heartrending, emotional fifth standalone book in the River Rain Series from New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley is available now!

About the Book

Fighting the Pull
River Rain #5
by Kristen Ashley

Format 376 pages, Paperback
Published September 12, 2023 by Blue Box Press
ISBN 9781957568416 
From New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley comes the new book in her River Rain Series, Fighting the Pull .

Hale Wheeler inherited billions from his father. He’s decided to take those resources and change the world for the better. He’s married to his mission, so he doesn’t have time for love.

There’s more lurking behind this decision. He hasn’t faced the tragic loss of his father, or the bitterness of his parents’ divorce. He doesn’t intend to follow in his father’s footsteps, breaking a woman’s heart in a way it will never mend. So he vows he’ll never marry.

But Hale is intrigued when he meets Elsa Cohen, the ambitious celebrity news journalist who has been reporting on his famous family. He warns her off, but she makes him a deal. She’ll pull back in exchange for an exclusive interview.

Elsa Cohen is married to her career, but she wants love, marriage, children. She also wants the impossibly handsome, fiercely loyal, tenderhearted Hale Wheeler.

They go head-to-head, both denying why there are fireworks every time they meet. But once they understand their undeniable attraction, Elsa can’t help but fall for the dynamic do-gooder.

As for Hale, he knows he needs to fight the pull of the beautiful, bold, loving Elsa Cohen, because breaking her would crush him.


The thing on my mind that I wasn’t admitting was taking more headspace than it should
was the fact that Hale had texted the day before.
Why he wasn’t letting himself off the hook about this interview he never wanted in the
first place, I did not know. And it wasn’t going to be me who let him off the hook. Oh no.
Not officially.
But I wasn’t returning his texts, so unofficially, the guy should take a hint.
We’d made a deal almost a year before. The deal was, I’d kinda, sorta lay off his family,
he’d give me an interview.
I couldn’t totally lay off his family. They were the most celebrated celebrities in the
world. Even the ones who hadn’t sought that out, like Chloe Pierce and Judge Oakley.
But there were a great many different kinds of celebrity news, and it didn’t seem like
Hale Wheeler had cottoned on to the fact I wasn’t a mudslinger.
Sure, I also wasn’t an objective journalist. But I wasn’t TMZ either.
Nugget of news: you could share gossip for a living and still be classy. I was proof of
that (or I thought I was).
I had my key ready to put into the four locks on the door to the building where my studio
was in Brooklyn, and with practiced ease, I was out of the New York autumn morning
cold in no time.
I locked the door behind me and headed to the space in the sectioned off warehouse
that I rented for my studio.
I had to unlock that door too (only three locks this time), and once inside, I practically
ran into Chuck, my cameraman, who was for some reason right there and crowding me.
My space was small, but this was weird.
I looked at his face, and…great.
We’d probably been burgled.
It wasn’t like I had a ton of expensive equipment, but what I had was hard won. I had
offers coming in, and they were healthier than I’d allowed myself to dream, but I hadn’t
signed on any dotted line. So, for the foreseeable future, ongoing operating costs, and
any expansion, was on me.
I didn’t have time to deal with police reports and insurance companies telling me how
little they could actually replace seeing as some small line in their contract exempted
them from doing what I paid them to do. Nor did I need to be shelling out to replace
“What’s up?” I warily asked Chuck.
“Hale Wheeler is here,” he whispered.
Oh no.
That was worse than being burgled.
My gaze flew beyond Chuck to my set which was a one-step dais on which sat a mint
green velvet swivel chair with a glass-topped gold side table beside it. These were in
front of a greenscreen backdrop we could make anything we wanted it to be. Though
usually it was subtle pastel green and peach swirls against a soft white with the words
“Elsa’s Exchange” repeated throughout.
And damn it all to hell, there he was.
Tall, ridiculously handsome, athletically built Hale Wheeler, the richest man in the world.

About the Author

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA. She nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorise and she hadn't taken her first breath!).

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana but has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.

Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multi-generational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland and existed amongst the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better. 
For More Information about Kristen Ashley, visit her website: http://www.kristenashley.net

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