Unchained
Memories
By Maria
Imbalzano
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc.
Release Date: September 22, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 340 Pages
ISBN: 978-1-62830-044-4
ASIN: B00FDZ6HWM
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About the book:
As
a rising medical malpractice attorney, Charlotte Taylor believes in standing up
for the injured, giving them a voice, and advocating for their rights. She
couldn't do it for her mother, so she does it for others, even if it means
losing the love of her life.
Dr. Clayton Montgomery believes in working hard and playing even harder, until he reconnects with Charlotte. Barely noticing her crush when he tutored her ten years ago, Clay has a chance to make up for lost time when the beautiful lawyer comes back into town...until he discovers her chosen career path.
Now, philosophical differences soon become a reality and Charlotte is faced with the choice of representing a client against the hospital and against Clay. Will Charlotte give up her career and her tribute to her mother for a second chance with the man who got away?
Dr. Clayton Montgomery believes in working hard and playing even harder, until he reconnects with Charlotte. Barely noticing her crush when he tutored her ten years ago, Clay has a chance to make up for lost time when the beautiful lawyer comes back into town...until he discovers her chosen career path.
Now, philosophical differences soon become a reality and Charlotte is faced with the choice of representing a client against the hospital and against Clay. Will Charlotte give up her career and her tribute to her mother for a second chance with the man who got away?
Excerpt
Red. Hot. Sexy.
Like magnets, Clay’s eyes clicked on Charlotte, unable to repel the force holding them. Her chestnut hair was held up in a loose, sexy do that had him itching to pull the pins to release it. Her strapless dress showcased a long neck and creamy shoulders that called out to be kissed. His involuntary focus on her lovely traits throughout the evening had made him a rude dinner companion; unable to answer even the easiest of questions.
He had come here tonight to socialize with the powers that be at the hospital, to talk up the ER, to lay the groundwork for future requests. But his concentration had been directed elsewhere. Since he’d squandered his opportunity to network, he should leave. But here he was at the bar at ten-thirty, waiting for a scotch and soda. The band was heavily into their Motown set and many of the revelers packed the dance floor.
Across the room, Clay zeroed in on Charlotte talking to a group of men, her red gown like a flame in a sea of black. He smiled. She sure knew how to turn heads. His included.
But he knew her better than those clowns. He knew the sweet, tough eighteen-year-old who’d lost her parents within hours of each other. The broken girl whose emotional health had worried Dr. Collins, their Chief of Surgery, much more than her physical wounds.As the band segued into a slow song, Clay covered the distance between them. “Excuse us, gentlemen, but the lady promised me a dance, and I’d like to claim it now.” He deposited his drink on an empty table and guided her toward the dance floor.“I don’t recall promising you a dance.” Her beautiful face held the hint of a smile.“You don’t? I must have dreamed it.”He pulled her into his embrace, and moved with the music around the floor, feeling like one of the luckiest men there. Although she hadn’t promised anything, she glided around the room, following his lead. Her perfume intoxicated him more than any drink ever could, and the movement of her graceful body against his had his heart palpitating.Little Charley Taylor had certainly grown up, and he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to know her now. As an adult. Ten years removed from the time their lives had intersected.
About the author:
I
was born in Trenton, NJ , in the heart of Chambersburg, the Italian section of
town. My father was a barber and my mother, a State employee, who also taught
me to jitterbug at the tender age of four. We loved to dance in the living room
while watching American Bandstand. Hardly star material, but I was driven
nonetheless. The product of a Catholic School education, I learned the basics,
and took for granted I would be successful doing something, even if it
entailed cutting hair. I attended Rutgers University as a psychology major, but
after three years decided I liked political science better. My first job led me
to Manhattan where I worked as a paralegal for four years before attending
Fordham University School of Law. There I learned to think like a lawyer, write
like a lawyer, and speak like a lawyer, all while living like a pauper in the
city of my dreams.
Living
in New York City, albeit on a tight budget, allowed me to indulge my love of
ballet, art museums, and theater. Did
you know you could walk into a theater after intermission and no one checks
your ticket? I enjoyed the second half of many plays as well as ballets.
My
love of reading dates back to my childhood when I would borrow at least four
books from the library every week. During the summer, I would sit in the house
and read, until my mother, totally frustrated, would send me outside to play
and lock me out. I always found my way back in. However, I must confess, I
hated to write. In every English and writing class throughout college, I
dreaded trying to be creative. As a friend from law school so aptly put it,
“The reason why we’re here is because we don’t have a creative bone in our
bodies.” I agreed.
Despite
my dislike of creative writing back then, I embraced legal writing, and was
first published in Volume 5 of the Fordham International Law Journal. My
article was entitled “In re Mackin: Is the Application of the Political Offense
Exception an Extradition Issue for the Judicial or Executive Branch?” I would
advise you against reading it, for you will surely fall asleep.
Following
law school, I returned to central New Jersey and took a job at a local law firm
where I have been a partner for many years. My area of practice is
divorce, and while emotions run high and clients are living through the worst
time of their lives, I find the practice very satisfying. In addition to
litigation, I have added mediation and collaborative divorce to my
repertoire, which are much more civil ways of dealing with issues in family law
cases.
In
addition to practicing law and raising two daughters, I’ve been working towards
my second career. Memoranda of Law and Legal Briefs, although
fascinating, pale in comparison to writing romance/women’s fiction. So how does
one transition from divorce lawyer by day to romance writer by night? That’s
the beauty of having two distinct passions.
Links:
Website:http://www.mariaimbalzano.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MariaImbalzano
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