By Tanya Vought
Published: February 23, 2015
A decision that will change her life forever.
After the loss of her husband, Gracelynn Calhoun has struggled with her life and career. Forced to take a four week vacation or be fired from her job, she surprises everyone including herself and agrees to the vacation.
The owner of Antonetti Suites, Giovanni works hard and doesn’t have time for relationships or love. That is until he literally crashes into Gracelynn. She brings back all the feelings he thought he would never feel again.
With the odds stacked against them in every way possible, will they forge ahead together or will this be the end of the road for their newfound love? Will the whispers from above bring them together or will misunderstandings ruin what could be an amazing second chance at love?
Tanya Vought is a hopeless romantic. She loves reading, writing, singing and doing crafts with her children. What started as a lifelong dream became reality. She’s overjoyed that readers will get to read her debut, Granted Wishes. She loves her characters sexy and sassy. She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and two amazing and imaginative children.
Also on Twitter: @Tanya_TBOM
Who has been instrumental in inspiring you as a writer?
That is a great question. My two best friends. They are both authors and told me to not give up. They were supportive, encouraging and told me to keep on with my story! I’m forever grateful to them for making me finish my dream… and make it reality.
What are you currently working on?
I am actually writing a demon story at the moment. It’s much deeper and darker than Granted Wishes. I am thrilled to be working on this and show readers a deeper and darker side of me.
Excerpts for Granted Wishes
By Tanya Vought
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“I can tell you I’ve never wanted anyone as badly as I want you.” He leans forward and places his forehead on hers. He takes her right hand and places it over his heart. “You have my heart. You’ve had it since the night I banged into your car.”
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“I will fight for you. I’ll always prove to you that you’re what I want.”
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“Pay me for staying at my place? Are you trying to sound like a prostitute? Because you sure sound like one when you talk like that. Besides, is that what you say to a man who went out of his way to rescue you?”
This Excerpt is part of Chapter 1
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The dark, somber sky matches Gracelynn Calhoun’s disposition. Her heart beats rapidly in her chest as she grips the steering wheel of her Hyundai Accent. From her windshield, she notices the barren trees that once held her favorite fall foliage. Looking at them makes her feel just as empty as the trees in the Layton Hills Cemetery. She releases her right hand from the steering wheel, and clutches her angel necklace as tears pour down her cheeks. She closes her eyes, continuing to hold the necklace, remembering the day her beloved gave it to her. She lets go of her necklace, opens her green-grey eyes and wipes her cheeks.
While walking to her beloved’s tomb, leaves crinkle under her favorite pair of black, high-heeled shoes. As she reaches the stone, tears trickle down her face and she drops to her knees. She immediately starts cleaning around his grave, removing all debris.
She stares at the gravestone, and drags her fingers over the intricately carved angel wings. She reads aloud, even though she doesn't need to. "Angelo Grant Calhoun. 11/28/1980 - 11/30/2012. "I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine." More tears stream down her face. She reaches up and touches the top of the stone, resting her hand in the middle of the stone, like she’d be touching Angelo's heart. “I miss you so much, Angelo. How can I move on with my life…move on without you?” she cries to the gravestone. "I love you so much. I wore your favorite dress and shoes, hoping that you’d see me today. How crazy is that?" She laughs through tears, wipes her cheeks with her hand and grabs her necklace. “I still remember the day you gave me this,” she expresses to the gravestone. “How can I move on when you were my whole life? I’ll love you forever and always.” The wind picks up suddenly and all the leaves that she had just cleaned up go flying around her. She looks around now, with the leaves in her hair, and hears disembodied laughing. She tries to pick the leaves out of her hair, now full of dead foliage. She looks around the stones, but spots no one else. “I'm losing it. No one is here, Gracelynn. Get a grip,” she tells herself as she stands back up, and continues to clean herself off.
She bends down to wipe her beloved's stone again, and her phone rings. Startled, she falls down and lands on her butt. "Good grief," she shrieks. Her phone rings again, and she opens her small purse to take out the phone. It’s Ben calling. She stands up and looks around, hoping there isn't anyone around who witnessed the entire ordeal. "Hello, Ben. What can I do for you?" she asks as she brushes the back of her behind, wondering what he wants.
"Hello, Gracie," he purrs into the phone. Oh boy. This must be a doozy for him to talk like this on the phone. “Cassie and I have some things we’d like to go over with you. When are you coming in?” This time around, he sounds monotone, neutral. She glances at her watch, and realizes she’s late for work. "Oh man, Ben, I'm sorry I'm late. I didn't realize the time. I'm at the cemetery and I’ll be there as soon as I can,” she tells him while wiping her right hand down her dress in a nervous gesture.
"Oh, Gracelynn. I'm such an ass,” Ben says through the phone. “I forgot you were going there this morning. Take all the time you need and I'll see you in say, a half hour?" he asks her and hangs up, leaving Gracelynn more confused than before.