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Cement Heart by Beth Ehemann

March 20, 2015 Author Bio, Blog Tour, Excerpt, Review 0 ★★★★★

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This book may be unsuitable for people under 17 years of age due to its use of sexual content, drug and alcohol use, and/or violence.
Blog Tour Review || Exerpt || Giveaway  Cement Heart by Beth EhemannCement Heart by Beth Ehemann
Published by Self-Published on 15th March 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, sports
Pages: 288
Format: eARC
Source: Author
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Lawrence Finkle, known simply to his die-hard Minnesota Wild fans as Viper, isn’t used to hearing the word no. He lives his whole life just a little on the reckless side. After all, life is just one big game, right?
Wrong.

When what was supposed to be an innocent bet goes horribly wrong, he’s left to deal with the aftermath—and the guilt. In an effort to make things right the best way he can, he ends up falling for the one person on the planet he never should have.

The old saying goes that two wrongs don’t make a right . . . or do they?

review

Joanne’s review

Ahhhh!!! Beth Ehemann you did it again!

What can I say about this book that will convey how much I loved it, without giving away any spoilers? I went into this book without reading the blurb or any other reviews. I knew it was Vipers book, but that was it. I was ready to laugh, and to see Viper get a taste of his own medicine. I thought I was going to see the legendary player get played. How wrong I was!  I’m not going to say a whole lot about the story because I think going in blind is the best way to enjoy this story. Just sit back and enjoy the ride!

The book started off just as I expected, with Viper in the midst of his *ahem* “exploits”. He’s quite happy with his life, and has no intention of anything changing any time soon. He has his women, he has his hockey, and he has Gam. Gam is his elderly grandmother, the only family he has. I loved her! She may be old, but that doesn’t stop her having fun, and the things she came out with had me laughing! 

I had seen a few comments on Beth’s page, with people saying they had been laughing one minute, then crying the next. It made me curious, I mean, why would Viper’s story make people cry. Well, around 30% into the book I found out. And yes, I cried too. Beth threw me a curveball because I did not see it coming, and I had to wonder how Viper would come back from that. What followed was both heartbreaking and heartwarming. Viper spiralled into depression but then he found something to cling on to, someone to make his days a bit brighter and gradually his ‘Cement Heart’ softened. The guy who you would least expect to mature, really stepped up to the mark, and I loved watching the transformation!

I loved the other books in Beth’s Cranberry Inn series, so I was really pleased to see Kacie and Brodie pop up from time to time, and see what was going on with them. Beth Ehemann has a way of drawing you into the world of her characters, you feel like you’re there with them, and you care what happens to them. I love that the situations they find themselves in are true to life. You can put yourself in their shoes, you envisage how you would handle it, and in this case, you pray that you would never have to. This book really makes you think. You get one shot at life, and if you get a chance to be happy, you should grab it with both hands, because you never know what’s round the corner. As Forrest Gump’s momma said – “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.” I hope that there are more books to come from this series, I really, REALLY want Andy’s story, and of course I’ll be hoping to see more of Brody, Kacie, Viper and …… Nope! My lips are sealed! You’ll have to read this book to find out who 😉

Laura’s Review

Viper. Viper. Viper.
He’s always been my favorite character from the Cranberry Inn series. You just know he’s a bad boy with a heart of gold underneath. Sure he’s foul-mouthed, a womanizer and well, can be a little hot headed but he’s the life of the party!

until….

well, let’s just say, Beth Ehemann has hit it out of the park AGAIN. I’ve waited anxiously for Viper’s story and I was definitely not disappointed. I cried…a lot. I laughed. Heck, I even cried happy tears. Run out and grab this now. SO. GOOD.

excerpt

I found a bench right outside the door at the very moment my legs decided to give out. Who knew a hard-ass concrete bench could be so comforting? I ran my hands through my hair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the concrete slab below me. An ant slowly walked up to my foot and stopped. I wondered what it was like to be an ant. Did they have friends and families? Did they accidentally hurt each other? Did they feel guilt? I’d fought like hell my whole life to keep my feelings in check and never let people see them, but the last two days were testing that more than any other time in my life. I didn’t know how much longer I could keep it together.
Praying was something we never did in my house growing up, but at that moment I felt the overwhelming urge to talk out loud to . . . someone.
Looking around to make sure I was alone, I took a deep breath and puffed my cheeks out, exhaling slowly.
I glanced up at the sky for just a second, quickly deciding I probably looked like a moron and that whoever I was going to talk to would probably hear me no matter where I was looking.
“Hey, whoever’s up there. My name is Lawrence Finkle, but you probably know me as Viper. Anyway—” I cleared my throat, suddenly feeling very stupid that I was talking to myself, but so desperate I was willing to do anything. “—we’ve never had what I would call an active relationship, but right now I’m feeling pretty alone down here. I’ve fucked up a lot in my life, as you probably know, but I’ve always been able to talk myself out of any trouble I got into. Well, I’ve finally done something I can’t fix. It was an accident, but I still can’t fix it, and I could really use it at the moment. I don’t really know how this works, but I’m willing to bargain. I’ll do anything—go to church, donate time and money, stop fucking strangers. I mean it, anything . . . just please . . . save my best friend. He’s a good man with a wife and kids who need him. If you need to take someone, take me. No one gives a shit whether I’m here or not.” My eyes started to feel hot and sting as I took another shaky breath.
“Mr. Finkle?”
Startled at the sound of my name, I stood and turned as a camera flashed in my eyes. Squinting and holding my hand up, I tried to block out another flash. “What the fuck?” I growled.
“Hi, Mr. Finkle. I’m Warren Sanders with the Star Tribune here in Minneapolis.” He held his hand out for me to shake. I glared down at it and then back up at him without saying a word. He quickly pulled his hand back and continued, “We heard about what happened yesterday and we were just wondering if we could ask you a few questions. Like, maybe what exactly happened? What’s his current condition? Anything you’re willing to give us.” He held a microphone in my face as the cameraman lifted a different camera onto his shoulder to film me.
Rage shot through me like a bullet shoots out of a gun.
“You want anything I’m willing to give you?” I asked coldly. “Well, I’m going to give you ten seconds to get that motherfucking camera out of my face before I shove that mic up your ass.”
“Uh . . .” he stammered. “We won’t keep you for long. We just want a quick statement.”
Without hesitation, I took three steps and grabbed the camera from the guy behind him, lifted it above my head, and smashed it on the concrete. They both jumped back, their mouths hanging open as they stared at the ground.
“There!” I pointed to the shattered camera as I walked away. “There’s your fucking statement.”

 

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About Beth Ehemann

Beth Ehemann lives in the northern suburbs of Chicago with her husband and four children. When she’s not sitting in front of her computer writing, or on Pinterest, she loves reading, photography, martinis and all things Chicago Cubs. She’s represented by Jessica Watterson of the Sandra Dijkstra Literary Agency.

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