Granted Wishes
By Tanya Vought
Publisher: Booktrope
Published: February 23, 2015
Genre: Romance
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?
Author Bio
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
Instagram: @writer2015
email:tanyavought@yahoo.com
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.
Book Excerpts
Excerpts
for Granted Wishes
By
Tanya Vought
Excerpt
One
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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.”
Excerpt
Two
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“I will fight for you. I’ll always prove to you that
you’re what I want.”
Excerpt
Three
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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?”
Excerpt Four
This Excerpt is part of Chapter 1
© Tanya Vought
Chapter
1
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.
