Red Lights, Black Hearts is LIVE!

Live teaserI am so excited the day is finally here for me to share this book with you all! It has been a process writing this book, with many emotions traveling within me, but it’s here for all of you to read and experience. I think this book is an experience. It was an experience for me writing it and I just hope you, as a reader, take in the words and feel them.

I do break away from my other books in this one, and I love that. It’s like a coming home to my writing. I’ve said it many times. I hope you love this story as much as I do. Enjoy an excerpt below, teaser, and buy links.

Thank you for your continuous support and love! ❤

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Synopsis

Darkness can be stained by light. Light can outshine the darkest of corners.

Behind a window in Amsterdam’s desired Red Light District, Samantha practices the art of seduction. Man after man, she controls them, seeking what they both want. But behind the façade of the glass, lies her truth waiting to be uncovered. An inner battle of light and dark takes place as Sam learns to release the past and truly live the beautiful tragedy that is life.

Red lights and black hearts collide in a tale of heart and soul.

Goodreads Link

Buy Links

Amazon US: http://amzn.to/29HU0I3

Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/29zozBi

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1134345132

Paperback: http://amzn.to/29VWXHW

Excerpt

The melting of the snow brought about a mixture of emotions. Realizations I didn’t want to admit to. Awareness that dawned on me brighter than the noon sun back home in South Florida. Resistance to what was happening around me.

I’ve never been happier to be back at work, doing what I know and keeping my mind busy with tempos.

After the second night of being snowed in, Max left and prepared for a short trip to Germany. His words. Probably meant to ease me and inform me he’ll be back soon.

In my own silence, I analyze my world. I analyze my truths and my deceptions. I was living a life I was content with until recently. I was surviving without the constant memories drowning my mind. The insecurities I buried deep within not making an appearance.

Until now.

Now everything has resurfaced. Now every truth is exposed in the front of my mind, a cursing memory haunting me in case I had forgotten where I came from and who I was.

A rag-doll with loose threads barely keeping her together. Unsown by a seam ripper who fed off of her pain.

Anyway. Not having Max around has given me space. Space to think. Space to breathe. Space to hide. The glass shelters me despite its transparent state. The walls in my small room protect me. The men that walk in surrender to me. All of this makes for the perfect escape. An escape I am craving and dreading at the same time. My analytical self knows this is what has helped me move forward in life. My foolish self wants to tear at the belief system I’ve created to fall victim to fairy tales with a Prince Charming and a Sleeping Beauty waiting to be awoken by a kiss.

Kisses don’t heal. Princes don’t wake you up from nightmares. You are responsible for your own living and the only one who can break the bonds of the past.

Red Lights, Black Hearts

*Copyright 2016, Fabiola Francisco

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