Claudia Burgoa
Unlike Any Other
Release Date: 3/5/2015
Unlike Any Other
Release Date: 3/5/2015
BLURB:
AJ
The name AJ Colthurst may not have any meaning to the public eye, but it should, as I’m the daughter of two famous celebrities. Like any superstar, they crave privacy; so much of it, they built a house in the middle of nowhere for us children. As we grew older, we discovered the lies they built as a fort to protect us from the media, ended up causing emotional damage along the way.
I carry a portion of the guilt on my shoulders; the other part I discovered is the separation of my parents. Their unorthodox ways may have driven me bonkers, but knowing they are no longer together is unacceptable.
That’s why I decided to rattle their cage by reminding at least one of my parents of the past and the reason they belong together. They need to remember why their love is so perfect and why they have to fight to keep it alive. Even if it means I have to dredge up some of my own painful memories along the way.
Gabe
Back in the early eighties, I set myself to succeed in the financial world. The first step had been moving to New York City to become a stockbroker, but things didn’t work out the way I had hoped. Instead, I ended up making movies and by the end of the decade, Gabe Colt had become a famous name. The downside to my career of choice: the paparazzi. In order to protect my family and our privacy, I maintained my family away from the circus. It had been for their own good; a decision we had made before we started our family.
However, those past decisions ended up chasing my entire family away and now I’m trying to put the pieces back together along with my little girl.
The name AJ Colthurst may not have any meaning to the public eye, but it should, as I’m the daughter of two famous celebrities. Like any superstar, they crave privacy; so much of it, they built a house in the middle of nowhere for us children. As we grew older, we discovered the lies they built as a fort to protect us from the media, ended up causing emotional damage along the way.
I carry a portion of the guilt on my shoulders; the other part I discovered is the separation of my parents. Their unorthodox ways may have driven me bonkers, but knowing they are no longer together is unacceptable.
That’s why I decided to rattle their cage by reminding at least one of my parents of the past and the reason they belong together. They need to remember why their love is so perfect and why they have to fight to keep it alive. Even if it means I have to dredge up some of my own painful memories along the way.
Gabe
Back in the early eighties, I set myself to succeed in the financial world. The first step had been moving to New York City to become a stockbroker, but things didn’t work out the way I had hoped. Instead, I ended up making movies and by the end of the decade, Gabe Colt had become a famous name. The downside to my career of choice: the paparazzi. In order to protect my family and our privacy, I maintained my family away from the circus. It had been for their own good; a decision we had made before we started our family.
However, those past decisions ended up chasing my entire family away and now I’m trying to put the pieces back together along with my little girl.
My Review:
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
As the book starts, we are seeing AJ, and her father Gabe start to try and unravel some of the things that have gone wrong in their own lives and with their family. Gabe is a famous movie star who has kept the identity and existence of his spouse and three children a secret. AJ has struggled a lot in life and her relationship because of these secrets. Finally Gabe and AJ realize that they need to come clean with one another about the things that have been causing their family to split apart.
I think my favorite think about this book was that as the series title would suggest, there are a lot of unexpected situations and events that arise throughout the book. This book was a pleasant surprise for me. The situations were new and the characters were facing unique challenges. Getting to know both Gabe and AJ was a little tough because they were both so surrounded by secrets and protective layers, even from one another. Watching them open up and find a way to reconnect their family and start to unravel some of the issues that have been causing both characters and those they love pain.
I don't want to give away much of the plot, because for me one of the most enjoyable things was learning about the characters and situations as they were revealed. I found the better I got to know the characters the more I cared about them and wanted them to sort out their issues so that they could move forward and be happy. I have enjoyed other books by this author and I would read more of her work in the future.
*An ARC was provided in exchange for an honest review
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Born on the mystical day of October 30th in the not so mystical lands of Mexico City, Claudia grew up with a childhood that resembled a caffeine-injected soap opera. Seventeen years ago she ventured to the lands of her techie husband—a.k.a. the U.S.—with their offspring to start a new adventure.
She now lives in Colorado working as a CFO for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, said nerd husband, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.
EXCERPT
That was
one of the pivotal moments of my career and my personal life. I met my best
friend, the love of my life, and learned to love acting.
“I can’t
be sharing rooms with her,” a soft female voice spoke after Tara handed out the
room keys.
Instead
of checking who I’d be rooming with, I leaned forward and spotted a petite
blonde pointing toward a tall brunette whose hair was bigger than the flower
pot behind her.
“Abigail,”
Tara addressed her. “We have a contract. You and Lara will share, and if you
break the contract, you’ll have to pay for any production delays.”
Abigail
Ritz and Lara Stevens had worked together in several teenage movies. Everyone
who followed the basic news channels were aware of their feud. They fought for
the same guy years ago, Lara’s fiancĂ© at that moment. He had been Abigail’s
boyfriend first. Some entrepreneur who liked to have beautiful celebrities on
his arm.
Abigail
Ritz was more famous in the early eighties, but just as the women fought for
the same guy, they also fought for roles. If they worked in the same movie, the
fights became public domain. Lara was tall with dark, long hair and deep, blue
eyes while Abigail was petite and curvy with green eyes and blonde hair.
After
Tara had wrapped up the meeting, I went to speak with Abigail. “Everything
okay?” I extended my hand. “Gabe Colt.”
“Yes, of
course.” She smoothed her hair before extending her hand. “Nice to meet you,
Gabe.”
For artistic
purposes, I had shortened my name from Gabriel James Colthurst to just Gabe
Colt. A name I wanted to change legally but haven’t had the time.
From the
corner of my eye I spotted someone approaching us, then I heard his voice.
“Colt,”
he called out. I turned around and found a man about an inch shorter than me,
long, brown hair that matched Lara’s length and volume, and a bandana tied
around his forehead. He wore leather pants, leather jacket, and a pair of
industrial boots with chains around them—weird. “Christian Ainsley Decker, your
new roommate.”
Tara had
to be kidding me, the Rock God was Christian Decker and I was rooming with him.
The idea of suggesting to switch became appealing. I could get to know little
Abby while he could exchange hair product secrets with Lara.
“It’s my
lucky day,” Decker muttered. “I’m rooming with Mr. Hot Shot, would you mind
switching rooms, darling?” He wiggled his eyebrows at Abby. “You and I can get
to know one another as I make you reach places no other man has taken you
before.”
Abby
giggled and tried to compose her posture.
“I’ll
see the two of you around.” Abigail scurried away.
In the end, it didn’t matter who I roomed
with; I had a schedule to meet and my daily routine to follow. The most damage
he could do was play his music too loud. My college roommate had cranked his
heavy metal all the way up when he wanted to study. The only difference between
back then and now would be that I could complain to the creator instead of the
fan.
Decker’s
band, Dreadful Souls, emulated the genre of heavy metal of which I wasn’t a
fan. His band played that shit as he screamed nonsense lyrics. Or they played
cheesy ballads that had women dropping their panties and throwing them at him
during their concerts. My roommate made me go with him to one of their concerts
since I owed him one.
We
headed to the elevator rolling our luggage behind us when he spoke.
“I think
it’s fifty-fifty.”
His
intent to answer something I hadn’t asked didn’t make sense and I chose to
ignore him because the less we talked, the less I had to deal with his
personality. Not that I knew anything about this long haired freak.
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