Smoldering by Tiffany Aleman REVIEW TOUR

Smoldering by Tiffany Aleman REVIEW TOUR

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Smoldering by Tiffany Aleman REVIEW TOURSmoldering by Tiffany Aleman
on July 5, 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Money ~ power ~ fame


Growing up in the arms of one of the wealthiest families in America, I lived a champagne lifestyle and never wanted for anything.

That life came with stipulations…
1. Marry the man I don't love. 
2. Make my parents proud.

Wrong. I left my Manolos and fancy apartment behind and fled that life to find out who I really was.

Someone unexpected bulldozed my life.

Riley Jackson

He was the man everyone, including me, wanted, but his future was one I wasn’t sure I wanted to thrust myself back into. And when he chose a career over the family business, his family supported him instead of pushing him away.

My past collided with my future.
I didn’t see it coming. If I had, I would’ve ran far, far away.

Now I’m stuck in the same position I started in two years ago, except this time, the decision isn't mine to make.

Loyalty to your family? Loyalty to your own happiness?

Which would you choose?



 Unbelievably romantic and sexy, Tiffany Aleman hit it out of the park with her first solo debut novel, Smoldering! Never have I cried so damn much from reading a book. And it wasn’t just a tear here and a tear there. It was an all out blubbering, UGLY as sin cry! Tears of sadness, tears of joy, this book ripped my heart in pieces and slowly made it whole again. I was blown away with the realness of it all. Real issues, circumstances and events that happen every single day to people throughout the world. It was just amazing! I believe that readers of this genre will completely devour Smoldering and continue to sing its praises long after they finish. I know I will!

❝Everybody needs saving at one point or another.❞

Kelsey grew up craving and striving for her parent’s love. She wants what every girl wants…LOVE. The LOVE of her family, the LOVE of her friends, and the LOVE of a good man. Standing at the altar with only 1 out of the 3, who would blame her for wanting to get the hell out of there as fast as she can! Kelsey traded her wealthy and privileged life for one of happiness. Not wanting anything to do with her parents or her parent’s money, she gives up on pursuing her nursing license, and gets a job at a local diner as a waitress. Still trying to figure out what she is going to do with her life, in walks the man who has the potential to flip her world upside down.

❝You laugh now, but there will come a time that, when I do touch you, you will not want me to stop.❞

Unlike Kelsey, Riley Jackson grew up LOVED and ADORED by his family. Even going into the army, his parents had nothing but support for him. Gorgeous, sexy, sweet, and more importantly, NOT FAKE, Riley is EVERYTHING that Kelsey wants and needs. He  has the ability to show Kelsey what love truly is.

The past always finds a way to rear its ugly head. You can always say, ‘it’s in the past, let’s not worry about it’, but that’s a joke. You and you alone have the ability to overcome your fear of the past, and handle it head on. Kelsey never wanted to bring up her past to Riley. She just wanted it to go away. In true ROMANCE STORY fashion, the past runs head on to the present, and totally obliterates any remnants of a possible future. Anguish and sorrow fill both of their hearts and strip away any hope that they might have had for the future. For the first time in her life Kelsey experienced true love. For the first time in her life Kelsey experienced absolute heartache. How does one follow their heart to true happiness, when their heart leads them to the person who broke it in the first place?

❝I am coming back to you if I have to move Heaven or Hell to do it and we both know I’m a very determined man.❞

There is not one part of this story where I didn’t experience some heartfelt emotions. Kelsey and Riley were amazing together, with smoldering chemistry, and witty banter. These wonderful characters were tested throughout this entire story. Certain circumstances tested the depth of their love for one another. With such great moments of tenderness and beauty and moments of such devastating loss, it was very difficult to tear myself away from their story. Ms. Aleman gave us such great detail, not only in the aesthetics, but with the characters emotions as well. What Kelsey and Riley felt, you felt right along with them. Ms. Aleman had me completely immersed from the very beginning, hence the reasoning for the blubbering mess I was by the end of the book.  I couldn’t believe this was a solo debut for the author. The way she writes, it’s incredibly poetic and beautiful. Keep this author on your TBR list, as I expect really great things from her in the future. Smoldering is a true love story that will stick with you long after the last page has been turned.

❝I’m no longer broken.❞

❝I’m just fractured.❞




The past week has been pure hell. After I left his parents’ house, something shifted in our relationship, and it wasn’t for the better. I knew the moment Todd called me his ex-fiancé in front of everyone, things between Riley and I would never be the same. I could feel it deep within my soul. It was like all the air had been sucked out of the room and I couldn’t breathe. Now, I’m suffocating.

That was seven days ago.

Seven days that my calls and texts have gone unanswered.

Seven days since I’ve seen him.

I’d like to chalk it up to he’s just busy but I know differently. Sleep has evaded me. My appetite is no longer existent. I stay holed up in my room, only leaving for work. I’m living like a hermit. I’ve become a shell of the person I was a week ago. Jen has exhausted all her efforts to make me feel better, but it’s no use. In a million pieces, I left my heart in a driveway in Alabama and, for the first time in my life, I don’t know how to cope.

After deciding that I’m finished trying to get him to come to me, I make the decision to go to him. In a pair of sweat pants and a ratted T-shirt, I pull myself out of bed, not giving a damn how I look. He needs to see what his avoidance has done to me. I go into the bathroom and what I see in the mirror doesn’t surprise me at all. Bloodshot eyes, the tip of my nose and lips red and swollen, and my hair a mess, at least I look how I feel, like shit. For the first time in days, I brush my teeth and even the fresh feeling doesn’t improve my mood. I pull my hair back in a messy bun and decide that’s as good as it’s going to get.

“Where are you going?” Jen asks cautiously as I pick up my purse off the bookshelf by the couch.

“Out,” I answer in a monotone voice, the same voice she’s heard all week.

“Kelsey, I don’t think that’s a good ide—,” she states, but I don’t let her finish as I walk out the door, promptly shutting it on her response.

As I walk out into the humid summer air that the end of July brings, I make my way to my car. It’s pouring out, which causes me to laugh out sardonically. The irony of the storm brewing above matches the tidal wave of emotions happening within me. Realistically, I know, in the state I’m in, I probably shouldn’t be driving, but I’m to the point that I just don’t give a shit anymore.

I’m not sure how I make it to Riley’s house in one piece. On a normal day, the drive would have taken me thirty minutes without traffic, but in a storm, it should have taken me longer. Magically, I make it there in fifteen. And here I sit, probably looking like a stalker, in the driveway parked behind his car. A silver Mercedes occupies the spot where I normally park. Thunder and lightning collide in the night sky, rattling the windows in my car. Rain pours down in sheets, soaking me to the bone as soon as I step out of my car to make my way up the walkway and stairs until I’m standing at the front entrance.

On the other side of this door is the one person that can make all the hurt I’ve been feeling this past week disappear. Pain pierces straight through my heart at the thought of not seeing him again. I sniffle back the tears that I’ve been crying for days. My hands brace my weight against the doorframe as memories of us assault me. The night at City Market when we danced in the middle of Ellis Square, our first technical date, the Blackhawk, the first time we made love, the first time he told me he loved me. I squeeze my eyes shut tightly willing the memories, the happiest memories I’ve ever known, to stop. Tears mix in with the rain as they both flow down my face. Heaving a deep breath, I push myself upright, square my shoulders, and hold my head up high. If this is it, if what we have is really over, then he better be man enough to tell me to my face. The unknown of what is about to come out of this whole situation scares the shit out of me, but I need to know. Slowly, I raise my fist to knock on the door when it suddenly flies open and what I see makes me want to vomit all over again.

A tall, blonde pulls at the hem of her shirt as she rights herself. My eyes feel like they are about to pop out as my mouth opens and shuts as if I’m about to say something. Smeared lipstick stains her cheeks and I’m not sure who’s more shocked, her or me. When my wide eyes meet hers, it literally feels as if a knife has stabbed me in the stomach. If I thought for one second that this past week showed me what actual pain was, I was dead wrong. My knees feel as if they’re about to give way beneath my weight as I stare at the woman in front of me. She smiles at me and her eyes rake over my body, clearly deciding that I’m no competition for her. I look past her to see Riley sitting on the couch in just his jeans, his head in his hands. A tumbler filled with amber liquid rests in front of him on the coffee table.

“Are you fucking serious right now?” I ask through a sob.

The woman looks back at him over her shoulder before turning to look at me. She shrugs her shoulders and says, “Maybe you’ll do the trick. He couldn’t even get it up because he’s so drunk.”

I storm past her, shoving her out of the way, as I make my way to stand directly in front of Riley.

“Hey, bitch, watch it,” she shouts.

When I look at her, she must realize that I’m about to release the hounds of hell in this house because she slowly begins her retreat out the door.

“Get. The. Fuck. Out.” The menacing tone of my voice scares even me.

As soon as the door clicks shut behind her, I turn all my anger, hurt, and rage on the only man deserving of my wrath.

“You have something you want to tell me?” I ask. Tears flow freely down my face. There’s no use in trying to conceal them. They just continue to race down my face on their own accord.

He shakes his head from side to side, groaning.

“I asked you a fucking question.”

When he looks up at me, I literally drop to my knees. His eyes are just as bloodshot as mine. The scent of whiskey seeps out of his pores. The evidence of lipstick runs down his neck, across his jaw, and on his lips. My hand flies to my mouth as bile rises in my throat.

“I am so fucking sorry,” he whispers, shaking his head and his eyes holding a vacant stare.


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About Tiffany Aleman

Hey everyone! I’m the author of the International Bestseller, Smoldering. I’m a mom of 2 great kids and I’m married to my best friend. I live in the deep south and wouldn’t have it any other way. Originally, I hail from Austin, Texas.

I’ve been writing ever since I was kid but I decided to put my passion to use in May of 2013. Smoldering is my solo debut. It’s a book that took up residence in my mind and wouldn’t leave me alone until I finally decided to write it.

When I’m not writing I can be found on the beach with my family and friends or out in the woods getting dirty in some Georgia clay on a four-wheeler.

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