April 11, 2019

Today we are celebrating the release of ACHE by S.M. Soto. It is a standalone, second chance romance novel. It is available to purchase now for only $2.99!


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ACHE by S.M. Soto

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Book Blurb:

A second chance romance.

What happens when you fall for the boy next door?

Bea Norwood had the market on normal.

Drama free life? Check.

A single-mother who doubled as her confidant and partner in crime? Check.

A neighbor and best friend she trusted more than anyone? Check.

But that was until the day her mother remarried. The day that changed everything.

When her best friend’s cousin, Liam Falcon, is sent to live with his aunt and uncle to clean up his act, Bea finds herself falling for the boy next door. With their hearts so infinitely entwined, Bea turns to Liam as her only escape from her new step-brother’s daily torment at home. Bea thought their love could conquer anything. But she was wrong. Love was for fools, and she was the biggest fool of them all. When Liam left Lakeport, he took her heart with him, shattering the organ to pieces.

Six years later, Liam takes a trip back to Lakeport to visit his family, and to see HER.

His first love.

The girl who holds his heart.

The same girl who shattered it six years ago without looking back.

Liam is hell-bent on seeing Bea again after six years, but what he finds tears his heart in half. Bea Norwood is a shell of the girl he fell in love with. Underneath the baggy clothes, and pale skin, he knows she’s still in there somewhere, he just needs to find her.

Liam will stop at nothing to win his girl back, but sometimes, ignorance is bliss, and Liam isn’t prepared for Bea’s truth.

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Kara's Review

5 out of 5 stars

Ache is the first book I have read by SM Soto and guarantee that it’s not my last! I actually signed up for the book because I fell for the cover and it said, Second Chance Romance. That was it, I didn’t even read the whole synopsis. I had no idea it was going to be such a page-turner.
Six years. It had been six years since they were in the same town. Their love was fierce, sweet, and it was supposed to last forever. That was until hearts were broken.
Liam thought when he finally had the courage to go back to Lakeport that he would find her happy. His cousin, Bea’s best friend, Myrah did not prepare him. Bea was a shell of a woman he loved. She wore baggy clothes. Her skin was pale. She was skittish, she was anything but happy. She was still beautiful and always would be but she was like a zombie. He didn’t know what happened to the girl that was once vibrant and full of life. It was his mission to find out. Did their breakup really hurt her this much?
Bea couldn’t believe Liam was here. She should be happy but she was also scared. She was scared since he could always see right through her. He didn’t know it but everything changed the day he left. She knew she wasn’t herself maybe it was time to find her again.
I can’t really get into their story without spoiling too much. I will say to read the trigger warning. Also, this isn’t the easiest book to read but it’s worth it. I couldn’t put the book down once I started it. I loved the characters. Most of them anyway. Bea is strong, beautiful, sweet, and a badass. Liam is swoon-worthy, delicious, and protective.
Overall…I loved the fight in this one. It was also poetic, raw, and inspiring. Like I said, it’s not an easy book to read but it was a story that needed to be told.
P.S. I live in Northern California and have been to Larkport many times. I even went to the bar mentioned in the book! That was pretty cool.
Liam wasn’t your average boy…oh no, there was nothing boyish about him. As my gaze travels up and down Myrah’s cousin, I know without a shadow of a doubt, he’s trouble—wrapped in one beautiful package.
“Whenever I’m around you, this is what you do to me. You make it hard to breathe. You make me smile. And on days like these, you make my heart skip a beat.”
“Talk to me, Bea. What’s going on?”
“I can’t,” she says, shaking her head back and forth. “I’m ruined, Liam.”

My mouth goes painfully dry when I take in his body, sans shirt. His basketball shorts hang low on his hips, revealing a deep v of muscles that I didn’t even know existed. What kind of exercises do you need to get something like that? Or are you born with it? Because Jesus…it’s distracting. Almost as distracting as his perfectly sculpted six-pack and his pecs that tighten every time he pumps his arms.

This…this is not the body of a teenage boy.

What I’m feeling, that warmth currently warming my belly and swimming through my veins, I know it’s wrong, but hell, I don’t want it to ever go away. The closer he gets to our houses, the more I start to notice how sweaty he is. It isn’t the gross kind of sweaty you’re thinking of, oh, no. It’s the kind that makes you want to glide your hand over it in fascination and wonder how someone can possibly make sweat look so damn enticing. I feel the moment Liam notices me perched on the steps of my porch. It causes heat to rise in my cheeks and my stomach clenches. Like the inexperienced, naïve, fool I am, I raise my hand awkwardly and wave. Instead of Liam bounding up the steps to Myrah’s house, he passes the two-story, headed straight for me. My chest heaves to accommodate my heavy breathing and my pulse vibrates within my ears.

“Hey, Bea.” Liam breathes out, coming to a stop in front of me. I swallow thickly, forcing the words past my lips.

“H-hi, Liam.” He grins down at me, stray, dark brown hairs matted to his head from his successful run. His smile hits me square in the chest, damn-near knocking the air out of me. He reaches behind him, grasping the shirt stuffed into the waistband of his shorts and he uses it to wipe the glistening sweat off his handsome face.

“Mind if I sit with you?” he asks, jerking his chin toward the empty piece of cement next to me.

“O-of course not,” I stutter out again, foolishly, making room for his larger than life body.

We sit in silence for a stretch of time. Long enough that I feel him slip his shirt on next to me. I have to bite on my bottom lip and force myself not to get one last glimpse of his amazing body before he covers himself up for good. I have the sudden urge to scream, “I’ll be in high school next year and we can finally be together!”, but I hold myself back. Just barely.

I can’t stop the way I react to Liam, even if I know it’s wrong. He’s older, way out of my league, not to mention my best friend’s cousin.

“Good run?” I finally manage to squeak out in a semi-normal voice. I peak at him out of the corner of my eye and catch him watching me with a smirk on his face. It makes my cheeks heat.

“It wasn’t bad. Few seconds behind my normal time, but that can be fixed before the season starts.” His voice is deep. The timbre rumbles in his chest, almost like a low growl. “What about you?” he asks, bringing my eyes back to him. “What’re you doing out here?” As I try to gather my thoughts, I stare into his eyes, getting lost in the icy blue color. Up this close, it’s easy to make out the multitude of blue’s that makeup the entirety of his eyes—ice blue, cobalt blue, and a pale, almost white blue. I shrug my shoulders, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

“I just wanted to get some fresh air. I usually head to the open field on Orchid Street, but my mom will be home with everyone soon and I’m supposed to be ‘sick’.” I air quote for emphasis. Liam chuckles and shakes his head in amusement.

“Fresh air is always good. I haven’t seen you around much, I was starting to worry you disappeared,” he says, and my eyes widen.

“You were? I mean—you noticed?” I can’t hide the surprise in my voice. It only makes the grin on Liam’s face spread wider, making room for that lone dimple in his cheek that does crazy things to my heart.

“I notice a lot of things, Bea.”

The way he says it and the look in his eyes makes me realize we might not be talking about the same thing anymore—something else entirely now. The realization has my heart galloping and my palms sweating. I’m getting flustered over a simple sentence from him. Good Lord, I need help. “So,” I say, clearing my throat, trying to will away the flush permanently coated on my cheeks. “You mentioned earlier you timed yourself while running, are you training for something?” “Baseball. It’s the one thing I’m good at, so I can’t afford to fall off track.” My brows pull down at the sudden seriousness on his face. “I’m sure you’re good at tons of things.” This makes his mouth quirk.

“Oh, sweet Bea. If you only knew.”



S.M. Soto was born and raised in Northern California where she currently resides with her son. Her love for reading began when she was a young girl, and has only continued to grow into adulthood. S.M. lives for reading books in the romance genre and writing novels with relatable characters. She refers to herself as a bit of a romance junkie. S.M. loves to connect with readers and eat copious of donuts that will surely lead to her demise (carbs are life).



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