Title: Trace + Olivia Series Boxed Set
Series: Trace + Olivia #1-4
Author: Micalea Smeltzer
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: July 30, 2015
Blurb
Finding Olivia: How far would you go to find yourself? That’s the question that’s been haunting Olivia Owens for years.
Chasing Olivia: How far would you go to reignite the spark you once had? Two years later, Trace and Olivia are as much in love as they’ve always been. But the spark they once had for life is waning and Trace is determined that they find it again. His solution? A road trip. But he doesn’t tell Olivia the real reason they’re heading north.
Tempting Rowan: I’m drowning in the numbness. It’s pulling me under and I can’t see the surface. It’s easier to pretend I can’t feel. And the longer you pretend, the easier it is to believe. But he wants to save me. Only he can’t. I have to save myself…and I don’t know if I want to.
Saving Tatum: Even tough girls need saving. Jude Brooks is bad news. He’s the kind of guy that leaves behind a string of broken hearts and Tatum O’Connor is not about to be one of those girls, despite all of Jude’s advances. They have a past, and Tatum’s determined to make sure they don’t have a future.
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Excerpt
“No, no, no, no!” I beat my steering wheel with the
heel of my hand. “No! You’ve got to be kidding me!” I pulled off the road, my
tire bumping along.
I put my car in park and climbed out to assess the damage.
My feet crunched on the gravel scattered alongside the road.
Immediately, the oily burnt smell of my peeling tire met me.
Calling this a flat tire didn’t do it justice. This was
complete and utter carnage.
I looked behind me, at the trail of tire pieces leading
straight to my car, like a path of breadcrumbs.
It was starting to get dark and this wasn’t exactly the
safest road.
I was also a twenty-year-old girl, ripe for the picking.
I kicked the side of my car. “I don’t have time for this!”
I stalked around the back, to the trunk, lifting it and
looking for the necessary tools to change a tire.
Which was pointless because, unfortunately, I didn’t know
the first thing about changing a tire. My father had made sure that I only knew
how to do a woman’s work.
I slammed the trunk closed and stalked back to the driver’s
side, pulling at the ends of my hair. I glared at the offending nail, that had
to be four inches long, sticking out of the tire. How many nails did people
drive over a day and I was the one to get a flat freakin’ tire?
Not cool.
Not at all.
I opened the door and reached for my phone to call my
roommate to come pick me up.
The sky was darkening and I didn’t want to be stranded here.
I wrapped my lightweight jacket tighter around my body, as
the wind gusted around me, blowing leaves off of the nearby trees. I watched
the red, yellow, and orange leaves fall down and scatter over my car. One,
unfortunately, got caught in my hair. I reached up and pulled it out before
letting it drift to the ground.
Gravel crunched behind me. I turned quickly, to see a guy
getting out of a black car that looked like something old, but classic.
I hadn’t even heard him pullover.
I backed a step away, thinking he might be a murderer, or a
rapist.
But when I got a look at his face I was stunned.
He was tall, with a lean body, but muscular. He had short,
dark brown, almost black, hair and the greenest eyes I had ever seen. Five o’
clock shadow covered his cheeks and chin. My eyes trailed down, over the white
t-shirt glued to his chest, and stopped there. I could see black ink underneath
the white shirt and licked my lips. The fact that he had tattoos only made him
hotter. To protect against the cold, he was wearing a long-sleeved plaid shirt.
“Uh—can I help you?” He asked, smiling pleasantly at me, and
putting my earlier fears about him being a murderer or rapist completely to
rest.
Help? With what? I needed help?
“Huh?”
He grinned crookedly, tilting his head. “With your tire. Do
you need some help?”
He had the deepest, huskiest, voice I had ever heard. I
shivered at the sound. I was pretty sure I’d be happy for him to help me with a
lot of things, and none of them included my tire.
“Help would be great,” I blushed, ducking my head.
He chuckled. “You do have a spare, right?”
“Yeah, it’s in the trunk,” I pointed, like he didn’t know
where the trunk was.
He grabbed the spare, and all the necessary tools and sat
down, next to the ruined tire.
“I—uh—would’ve changed it myself, but—uh—my dad never taught
me,” I ran my fingers nervously through my wavy brown hair. “He said something
about it not being appropriate for a girl to do and if I ever got a flat tire,
I better hope Prince Charming came along. My dad’s very—uh—old fashioned,” I
stammered.
He looked up at me. “Does that make me Prince Charming?” He
grinned.
“Oh—uhm—Prince Charming is fictional, so I guess not, and
he-uh-usually rides a white horse or something… I think.”
Somebody, stamp AWKWARD across my forehead already.
The guy threw his head back and laughed. “I guess a shiny
black '69 Camaro doesn’t count as a white horse. You watch a lot of Disney
movies or something?”
“No,” I blushed tomato red. “At least not anymore.”
“You’re funny,” he squinted up at me, shielding his eyes
from the orange glow of the setting sun.
“I hope that’s a good thing,” I muttered. Unfortunately, I
wasn’t trying to be funny.
“It’s a very good thing-” He paused, waiting for my name.
“Oh—uh—Olivia. Olivia Owens.”
“I’m Trace,” he reached a hand up to me and I took it. It
was warm and calloused, swallowing mine whole. “Trace Wentworth,” he grinned
when my hand jerked at his touch.
REVIEWS:
BOOK 1
***** 5 STARS*****
I have found my new book boyfriend in Trace. He is Hot, bad boy, wealthy, but is determine to make it on his own. The things he does for Olivia and the way he finely conveys his love is tissue worthy. I love the storyline and the Live List. Each of the characters you can see where the heart of their mind is. you can love the main to the supporting characters.
Olivia is a shy person who has to endure abuse all her life. When she leaves for college she makes a "Live List". In the first years she a manages to get 3 items marked off. When she has a flat tire, she meets Trace. As a friendship is blossoming she starts open up to him about her life and her list.
Trace is bound to cross off items off of Olivia's list. The more time he spends with her the more he falling for her. But he is scared to share his feelings and so is Olivia.
When Olivia's past comes back will Trace be able to tell her how he feels before its to late?
I love the writing style form Micalea it is so easy to read and I can't wait to read more.
BOOK 2
***** 5 STARS*****
What a great conclusion!!!! I thoroughly enjoyed reading about Trace and Olivia. After the way book one ended, I was left wanting more and more of them. Now that I have read it I am sitting here thinking about their life and what they went through for their love to survive. I laughed and cried and smiled at the antics of the main characters and supporting characters. I was glad that we got to see into Avery's life and know that she is doing ok. This story pulled at my heartstrings with Gramps. I want give anything away but have tissues!!!
Olivia and Trace story picks up 2 years later. With life journey getting ready to come to a cross roads, Trace thinks its a good idea to take a road trip to help him and Olivia get back to Living Life. Will being on the road bad news hits. Can Trace and Olivia survive?
Micalea you have written another beautiful story and I can't wait to see what you write next in this series.
BOOK 3
*****5 STARS****
I was so excited to read this book to see what kind of bad boy Trent was. Well he is defiantly a bad boy. This book was Amazing and I loved the storyline. I laughed, smiled and cried like a baby. I was happy to see that characters that were in Trace and Olivia's story continue in this story where we could see how their lives were doing.
Rowan and Trace were friends in high school but after one night of passion. Rowan felt she couldn't be around Trent and pushed him away.
When 5 years goes by and the feelings are same as they were in high school. Can they take the leap or watch it all go by?
Micalea has written another beautiful love story. I really though the end was going to go a different direction and I'm so glad that it ended the way it did. I can't wait to read more from this author.
Author Bio
Micalea Smeltzer is a bestselling Young and New Adult author from Winchester, Virginia. She’s always working on her next book, and when she has spare time she loves to read and spend time with her family.
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