The Panic, #1
by Sidney Halston
Releasing October 25th 2016
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Welcome to Panic, a
sultry Miami nightclub where bodies and hearts move to a beat that doesn’t stop
at sunrise—the setting for an emotionally charged series from the bestselling
author of the Worth the Fight novels.
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Pull
Me Close (The Panic, #1) . . .
Every girls’ dreams to open her eyes
and find a very hot, sexy, raw male before her. But to have passed out because
of freaking anxiety was not part of that dream. Katherine was not exciting to
go out. She was even less excited to be in a club. Things started to crowd and
her nightmare became reality. Nick did not need that crap that was going down.
He already had his father to consider but a damn girl passed out was not even
close to a wish. After some strife of
not being able to forget Katherine, Nick has to deal with his false
assumptions/perception and seek the truth of what happened that night at his
club.
It took time and progression but we
were allowed to see the effects of Katherine’s anxiety and how it affected the people
around her. She was strong and willing
to work on her issues. She was also brave. During this process we got to watch
her relationship with Nick grow from distaste and weary into understand, acceptance,
reverence, love.
Halston did a fabulous job on this
one. She dealt with some sensitive subject matter and handled it all
beautifully. I felt a very deep connection to Katherine and could commensurate
with her on multiple levels. This read made a connection that would last a very
long time. I loved the depth in which things took place and the level at which
they were written.
**This ARC was provided via NetGalley in exchange for an
honest review.**
Blurb
When
Katherine Wilson passes out in the arms of the hottest man she’s ever seen,
it’s not because of the lights, the pulsating music, or the crowded dance
floor. It’s because she can’t enjoy a night out like a normal person, not with
her debilitating anxieties. These panic attacks are going to destroy her life
unless she takes control—or gets a helping hand. So after the club’s bad-boy
owner personally escorts her home, Katherine feels something urgent and primal
awaken inside of her.
Nick
Moreno doesn’t need a headache like Katherine. A drug bust has put his father
behind bars and forced Nick to take over the daily business of his family’s
South Beach nightclub. His head tells him to walk away—but his body has other
ideas. Katherine’s vulnerability, her grace and courage, compel him to reach
out. And when they kiss, Nick is overcome by desire: to pull her close, and
promise that his embrace will always be the safest place on earth.
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“Do one thing that scares you every
day,” I say to myself as I walk to the elevator.
I keep thinking that if I can get
in that stupid elevator, I can go to my sister’s wedding. Because nothing can
be worse than being in a tiny steel box held up by a cable. If it malfunctions,
either I’ll plummet to my demise or I’ll be stuck inside, helpless and in the dark.
For weeks now I’ve walked over to
it every day, pressed the button, and then run back to my apartment when it
dings open, like it’s a monster coming to get me. I know that I’m working
myself up. I know what reality is, and I understand the extremely low
statistical likelihood that any of the things I envision will actually happen.
I’m not completely insane. But I also can’t help the fear that bubbles up
inside me and distorts my logic.
Today, however, I woke up with a
new sense of bravery and determination and I’m going to take advantage of it.
I know that the cable is made of
steel and it will not break.
I know that the elevator is in
working order.
I know that it takes only 22.9
seconds from the time it closes on the fifth floor to the time it opens in the
lobby.
Still, I’m nervous. Less so then
previous days, though.
I dial Nico because even with
everything that I know, I need someone with me.
“My sweet Katherine,” he says over
the music in the background.
“I need you.”
I notice the change in him, even over
the phone. “Wait, what? I’ll be right there.”
The fact that he is so quick to
rush to my rescue is heartwarming, but I don’t need him physically here, so I
clarify quickly. “No, no, no. Stay there. That’s not what I meant. I need you
to stay on the line with me.”
“Okay. Hold on a second—I need
quiet. I can barely hear you.” I hear the music become quieter and quieter.
“All right. What’s going on?”
“If I say the safe word and tell
you to call the police or firemen or whatever, just do it, no questions asked,
okay?”
“What?” He sounds alarmed. “What
the hell is going on, Katherine?”
“I’m getting on the elevator and
I’m going to the lobby. If it gets stuck, I need you to call for help.”
“For fuck’s sake, Katherine, you
scared the hell out of me.” He lets out a breath. “Okay, I’ll wait on
the phone. Or do you want to wait for me to come over? I can be there in
ten minutes and do this with you,” he says while I press the button.
“No. I need to do this alone. Also,
what good would it do me if you’re stuck in there with me?”
“It’s not going to get stuck,” he
says with a chuckle, and I can practically hear him rolling his eyes on the
other end of the line.
“So how’s the club tonight?”
“I heard the ding, baby. Stop
procrastinating and get inside.”
I look at the open door. The
elevator car looks so ominous, and now I don’t know if I can do it.
“Get that cute little ass in the
elevator.”
“Never mind—I changed my mind.”
“No. You’ve never called me for
this before. You’re obviously feeling good about it. I’m proud of you for
doing this.”
As the door starts to close I press
the button again, and the closing doors reopen.
“So get inside. You can do this.”
“Nico, I don’t—”
“Yes, you can. Don’t finish that
sentence. You’ve done more in the last few weeks than you’ve done in a long
time. You can absolutely do this. I know you can. Don’t you want to be free?”
I do. Damn it, I do. I take a step
and then another one. My feet feel heavy and my heart is beating a mile a
minute. I can hear that he’s breathless too.
“Corazón, just roll with it. Get
inside,” he says softly.
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Author Info
After working hard as an attorney, Sidney picked up a pen for the first time at thirty years old to begin her dream of writing. Having never written anything other than very exciting legal briefs, she found an outlet for her imaginative, romantic side and wrote Seeing Red. That first pen stroke sealed the deal, and she fell in love with writing. Sidney lives in South Florida with her husband and children. She loves her family above all else, and reading follows a close second. When she's not writing, you can find her reading and reading and reading. She's a reader first and a writer second. When she's not writing or reading, her life is complete and utter chaos, trying to balance family life with work and writing (and reading). But she wouldn't have it any other way.
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