RELEASE DAY BLITZ – The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane


Title – The Reason for Me
Author – Prescott Lane
Publication Date – October 19, 2016




She likes it quick and dirty.

I like orders and rules.

She hates small talk.

I hate to share.

She’s an open book.

I’m a closed dresser drawer.

She rides a Harley.

And that drives me f’ing nuts.

Annalyse and I have both lived in our own personal hells for half a decade.  She’s learned to love the warmth, and I’m still consumed.  But my new neighbor is stoking more than my libido these days.  We agreed on only pleasure.  But she changed the rules.

And now I’m not even sure what they are.

Maybe there’s a reason she found me that night, maybe there’s a reason I can’t stop thinking about her, maybe there’s a reason for the pain.  Maybe not.

We all look for reasons in life.  Reasons for death, love, pain.  Why one thing happens and not another?  It’s human nature.  We’ve been looking for the meaning of life since the beginning of time.  But maybe the reason for all of it — life, love, loss, heartache — is the curvy brunette living next door.



Every so often, I come across a novel with a world so deeply rooted in heartfelt emotions and relatable characters that I find myself wishing it would never end. With the completion of The Reason for Me, I’ve now read two Prescott Lane novels – and both left me with this desire. This author grounds her characters in real, heartbreaking life situations that every reader can relate to in one way or another. The Reason for Me is a moving, poignant story of love, life, and, above all else, healing.

“That’s the thing about hell— no one’s coming to save you. There are no white knights in shining armor. You’ve got to save yourself. You’ve got to learn not to throw gas on the flames. And the most you can hope for is to find someone who will stand in the fire right beside you.”

What I loved most about Annalyse and Holt was how similar, yet opposing, the two characters were. Annalyse fought her way back from a place of utter loss and darkness to become this strong, blazing phoenix. Though she faces demons every day, she was still choosing to find light, which everyone knows is easier said than done. However, it also instilled a tremendous amount of empathy for Holt’s plight, and helped his character to not come across as cold and aloof. The way that Lane plays these two personalities off of each other was incredibly gratifying and perfect in the method of delivery. I truly felt like I was on this journey of discovering Holt’s past and learning to forgive and let go with him; I was learning to accept who he was, yet hoping for a change, right beside Annalyse. The author does a phenomenal job at making what these two have been through feel real and relatable, which results in feeling utterly immersed in this standalone novel’s world.

“But I’ve learned the heart is flexible. It breaks, it bends, it skips beats, and thunders in your chest, but it goes on— waiting and hoping and fighting.”

Not only did Prescott Lane create unforgettable characters, but I just couldn’t get enough of her writing style – as evidenced by the amount of highlights. She interjected perfectly timed humor in order to help balance the heavier nature of the overall plotline. I can honestly say I giggled as much as I cried, which was such a good thing for the soul. Furthermore, I loved the ingenious way she allowed Holt to get to know Annalyse. It’s unique and absolutely adorable, but also created a sense of how difficult it can be to speak to someone about our pasts.

“So go left, go right. It really doesn’t matter. What matters is that you do something, choose something. And if you have to choose something, why not choose something great? Like hope, like love. Like happy.”

I read a lot of books and fall in love countless times, but I can’t sing enough praise for this one! The Reason for Me was a beautiful story of loss and learning to move on with our lives. It somehow broke me, yet put me back together again into something more beautiful. It’s definitely one of my top favorite reads of the year and if you’re looking for an unforgettable read, look no further. You’ll definitely want to click this one!





I can see the questions in her eyes.  Naked, I get on my knees in the bed, helping her up, her body pressing into mine, and lift her shirt over her head.  I can’t help but grin that she’s borrowed one of mine.  My hands slide down the curve of her waist and under the cotton of her panties, removing them.  Her hand softly strokes my cheek, and like an asshole, I jerk my head back, her soft touch doing damage to the hard defenses I’ve built.  How is that?  How can something so soft, so sweet, be my undoing?  And damn, the way she looks at me.  I can’t have her looking at me like that right now.  In one move, I flip her over and yank her ass in the air.

Her breath catches.  Dammit, sometimes I wish I could be one of those guys that only think about themselves during sex, but I’m not built that way.  Annalyse’s pleasure will always be more important than my own, and that’s just one small fucking step away from all her needs coming before my own.  It’s a slippery slope I’m on.

Using the tip of my cock, I outline her folds, feeling her open, drawing me in.  Running my finger down the curve of her back, her body rolls, her ass pushing against me.  She’s got the best ass, pure white, smooth skin, firm, but enough to hold onto.  

“Holt,” she begs softly.

She’s very impatient when it comes to her orgasms.  That’s a great quality in a woman; she wants what she wants and doesn’t apologize for it.  As I slip myself inside her, she lets out a breathless moan.  It’s amazing how well I know her sounds, her body already.  Holding her hips, I slide in and out, slowly.  Grinning, I know she’s going to hate and love that at the same time.  She likes to come quickly.  It’s almost like she’s afraid there’s not enough time.  She starts to move faster, wanting me deeper, and harder.  And I’m powerless to resist her, incapable of not giving her exactly what she wants.

And when she screams out my name, I follow right behind her.  My body covers hers as we lay collapsed in our orgasmic hangover.  Moving her hair off her face, I look down at her closed eyes, missing seeing the way she looks when she comes.  “Every night,” I say quietly, “I want you in my bed, naked, waiting.”

She doesn’t open her eyes, but a little smirk crosses her lips.  “Orders, orders.”

Kissing her neck, I nibble her earlobe.  “Say you’ll be here.”  She rolls over, her eyes meeting mine for the first time.  A subtle guilt rises in my chest; I just fucked her to feel better, to forget.  And I want to do it again.

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Author Bio

Prescott Lane is the Amazon best-selling author of Stripped Raw. She’s got five other books under her belt including: First Position, Perfectly Broken, Quiet Angel, and Wrapped in Lace, and her new release, Layers of Her. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and holds a degree in sociology and a MSW from Tulane University. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren’t enough happily ever afters in real life.

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