Blog Tour: WITH EVERY BREATH by Lia Riley

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Blog Tour: WITH EVERY BREATH by Lia Riley

Welcome to our stop on the WITH EVERY BREATH blog tour! Not only am I sharing my review with today, but you’re also getting an excerpt from this sweet story AND a list of Lia Riley’s Top 5 Heroines.  Whew! That’s a lot of stuff.  So sit back, read through all the goodness, and then enter to win your very own copy of WITH EVERY BREATH!


The Book G

Blog Tour: WITH EVERY BREATH by Lia RileyWith Every Breath
by Lia Riley
Release date: December 29th 2015
Genres: Romance, New Adult, Contemporary
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Pages: 288

BREATHE DEEP . . . AND JUMP IN At the ends of the earth, Patagonia is a land where ambition trumps reason and the savage summit of La Aguja lures the most determined climbers. It's also the last spot a "play-it-safe girl" like Auden Woods expects to find herself. But she'll lace up her brand-new hiking boots and do whatever it takes to secure a dream job at an adventure magazine . . . even if it kills her. And it just might. When disaster strikes, her only chance at survival comes in the form of the surliest, sexiest mountaineer ever to come out of Scotland.

After a climbing accident cost him his brother, professional mountaineer Rhys MacAskill is at the end of his rope. Redemption is not in his future. That is, until a terrifying storm blows a budding journalist into his tent and it's up to him to make sure they both survive until morning. Despite the demons weighing on him, Rhys can't resist the temptation of the charming American and one wild night just isn't enough.

Auden and Rhys soon learn there are no shortcuts as they navigate their way between life, death, and atonement, and discover something they never expected-love.


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The Excerpt G

Her eyes widen.

I can’t hold her gaze and say what I must. “Body‑to‑body contact.”

The world outside rips apart, but in the tent, a heavy silence reigns. She shifts to a half sit. “Oh, no, it’s OK. Look, I’ll be better in a few minutes.”

“You said yourself the cold makes your asthma worse.”

“Yes, but—”

“I know you don’t have a reason to trust me. In fact, if this were normal circumstances, I’d no’ recommend it. But here we are.”

“Nothing about today is normal.” She slowly reclines to the mat, folding her arms across her chest like a mummy, eyes screwed shut.

“No harm’s going to come to you.” It sounds like I’m making a solemn oath.

She opens one eye, gives me an unfathomable look, before closing it again. I’m not used to a woman regarding me like something to endure. Uncertainty weaves through me.

I ease beside her. “This’ll go easier if you turn to the side.” Away from me.

“Good idea.” She rolls to face the tent wall. Her features are hidden, but I can hear each uneven breath, the slightly shuddering inhalation followed by a pause before giving way to a raspy exhalation.

She remains still when I reach, warily securing a handhold on her ribs, their sudden rise and fall the only sign of her silent gasp. “This all right?”

She utters no reply only a brief nod and grips the sleeping bag tighter.

“Everything will be fine, I promise you.” I keep my voice cool, aloof. Give no sign that my chest aches, as if instead of a heart, a great wallowing drunk stumbles about. I never cuddle. Prior to my last girlfriend, Sadie, my dealings with the opposite sex were kept to simple and straightforward shags. Occasionally girls tried to compete with the mountains, but they never stood a chance.

Auden gives another tentative nod, and her scent invades my senses, simple and straightforward, a hint of sweat from exertion, combined with the fresh fragrance of rain. She begins to settle, her violent shiver attacks growing fewer and further between, same with her coughing fits. I keep my pose rigid, controlled, resisting the mad urge to relax into her body as blood pounds thickly in my ears. I can’t do this, be with another person, be human. I need to be a machine. A robot with one goal and one goal alone. To conquer a mountain like La Aguja there can be no room left inside me for any other desire.

When my mind quiets and other wants are eliminated, my attention naturally focuses on visualizing the climb. Once on the rock, this single-​minded concentration will translate effortlessly into correct hand- and footholds or gear placements. In order to climb like you are the only person in the world, you can’t care about anything other than living in the moment. There can be no significant other in the mind’s periphery wielding the power to distract.

Outside the wind shakes the nylon, redoubling its assault. Zipped tight, shut away from the world, we could be anywhere. I’d always appreciated that about tents, how once inside, you became the ruler of your own cramped kingdom of cast-​off socks, sleeping bags, and carefully chosen gear. This time in Valle del Frances, away from the scene at the main climbing camp, is meant to be a chance to establish a cease-​fire in the battle with myself. Being in a tent, in the wilderness, far from a world I don’t understand and that sure as hell doesn’t understand me, is calming.

Now Auden Woods has come along and triggered a whole new conflict with her icy blue eyes.

Icy blue eyes? Looks like prolonged abstinence brings out a lad’s poetic side. If she looks back, she’ll see my mouth twisted in a humorless smile.

She doesn’t, though. She’s too busy trembling, and so I gather her closer, an unfamiliar protective sensation welling inside me. “Better?” I whisper, more a hoarse croak than anything gallant.

“Yes,” she says, turning, her full lips slightly parting to offer the word.

We’re two strangers, haven’t even shaken hands, and yet our bodies press flush. Despite every intention, mine starts to react, and Christ, quick, what are unsexy topics to ponder? When in doubt, go for geology. The Andes are the result of which type of plate boundary?

Conquering La Aguja is going to take all my mental resources. The next few days are needed for getting focused, concentrated, and prepared for the challenge ahead. Auden shifts, drawing closer, and my next breath is almost as ragged as hers.

Aye, this girl is just the sort of distraction that could ruin everything.




The Interview G


Lia has written one of my all time favorite couples in her Off the Map series, so to help celebrate the release of WITH EVERY BREATH, I asked her to share with us her five favorite heroines!  I squee’d like the fangirl I am over these, especially Nora and the Caroline’s! It’s so fun to see that you love the same characters authors you love, love.


Lia Riley’s Top 5 List of Favorite Heroines 

Thanks so much for having me on your lovely blog!

I love romantic heroines so making this list was a challenge.

  1. Nora from The Original Sinners by Tiffany Reisz. She is sexy, fierce, knows what she wants and goes for it no matter what. I want to be Nora when I grow up.
  2. Caroline from Wallbanger by Alice Clayton. She made me laugh so much my cheeks ached.
  3. Caroline from Deeper and Harder by Robin York. These are some of my favorite New Adult books and I loved Caroline’s journey from victim to a strong young woman full of agency.
  4. Maddy from Flowers from the Storm by Laura Kinsale. I love Maddy and how she breaks through to the Duke of Jervaulx by staying true to herself.
  5. Merlin from Midsummer Moon by Laura Kinsale. I loved how she was an absent-minded genius that sorted of floated past the hero engrossed in her own brain. 



The Review GI went into this book with high expectations.  Riley authored one of my favorite series EVER (Off the Map series) and when it was announced that she was writing a story with a Scottish hero? Oh, I think those of you who know me knows my love of all things Scotland. Especially their men. (For those of you who don’t really know me–I love Scotland.  Especially their men.) Well, my ovaries didn’t explode, but they sure did shutter and quake. Put Riley and a Scottish hero together and Jen is a happy, happy girl.

It took me a bit to connect with the characters. I found myself trying to understand Auden and Rhys’s motivations for the first 20 percent or so of the story. It felt a bit, a don’t know? Stiff, maybe? (No–not THAT kind of stiff, lol)  I got to chapter nine, though, and found myself warming up to them very quickly.  I saw Riley’s incredible sense of humor start shining through and felt like she really hit her stride at that point.  It was basically a bunch of swooning and giggling from that point on for me.

Those of you who have read Riley before already know that she writes characters that have a stronger, darker inner conflict than your average New Adult characters with a tragic background.  Riley tackles these dark pieces with a humor that lets those of us who haven’t experienced the kind of losses and mental illnesses her characters deal with understand it without getting weighed down by the heaviness of the issue.  Does that make sense? My heart hurt for Rhys.  Legit hurt.  So bad, in fact, that if it weren’t for the humor seasoned in between the pages, I would have had to put the book down and take a break.  Turns out it’s quite possible, heck even plausible, that you’ll finish this in one sitting.


The Author G

About Lia Riley

After studying at the University of Montana-Missoula, Lia Riley scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. When not torturing heroes (because c'mon, who doesn't love a good tortured hero?), Lia herds unruly chickens, camps, beach combs, daydreams about as-of-yet unwritten books, wades through a mile-high TBR pile and schemes yet another trip. She and her family live mostly in Northern California.


The Giveaway G

One winner will receive a finished copy of WITH EVERY BREATH!  Ships to US/Canada only.

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