Synopsis
Anna lives every day the best she can while struggling against the demons that threaten to consume her and drag her back into the darkness of her troubled past. The last thing she needs right now is a guy, especially one as sweet and sexy as Jed.
When the attraction becomes too strong to resist, she gives into it. Even when she knows it’ll only end in disaster and leave her more her scared and broken than she was before.
Jed wants to find the right woman and he’s drawn to Anna by carnal magnetism, but she also brings out an alpha side of him that he’s never known. When his alpha rears its head, it triggers memories in Anna and her carefully crafted wall of protection begins to show cracks.
When fate and misunderstandings threaten their already delicate relationship, can they survive? When Anna’s demons threaten to be unearthed and Jed’s inner alpha only seem to make them worse, can they overcome?
Is it even worth it?
Jamie says…
OMG is what I have to say to start this! You will definitely feel like your WORTH IT after reading this amazing, heartbreaking, hilarious, romantic love story! It was a solid 5 stars for me! I wish sometimes the star scale went higher because I would definitely give it more. Be aware this book isn't for the faint of hearts, there are some terrible things that happen and I was crying on 20% in
Anna-- Oh this poor sweet girl she has had an awful life and through her pain and sadness she doesn't know how to be in a serious relationship after the only 2 she has ever had in her life have been disastrous! She does something to cope with her pain because if she lets it build up she feels like she may combust inside. She feels dirty and rotten and no man could ever truly love someone like that. She has never told anyone her secrets and never will-- so she thinks can one man change her life can she let him in? If she does will he still want her filth and all? Or will he walk away and leave her more broken than she was before. Will the past come back again and destroy the future she is trying to build?? You have to get this book to find out!
Why can't I be stonger?Why can't I shoulder this?What the fuck is wrong with me?I can do this.I can shut out my pain and move forward. I have to. I have no other choice because I will never become the disgusting broken mess I saw in the mirror today. I can't.
I want Jed. I want to get to know him, and I want to lick him all over. It's just one date, right? I'm just so scared. What if he breaks my heart? But what if he doesn't? It kind of makes me want to lick him. I want to lick his abs and chest and then bite down, just the other side of gentle, on his nipples. I want to see what reactions I can get. What would happen if I traced his hip bone with my tongue? Sure, I've been turned-on before, but usually sex is a way to get some sort of physical demonstration that I'm cared for. It's never really been like that with Jed, but even this feeling I have now is different. I want to enjoy him---every inch of his glorious tanned and and toned huge body-- with my tongue, lips, hands....every part of me. That thought makes my core clench. I can't wait to get to his house because I'm going to enjoy him tonight.
Jed-- Well I am a little speechless when it comes to him, he is just lick-ably delicious! He is not looking for hook ups anymore he wants the forever kind of love. He was raised in a perfect Italian family and has no care in the world,and well he knows he is hot! He never thought he would meet someone that would capture his attention the way Anna does and capture his heart at the same time. He knows she is broken he just doesn't know the extent but can he deal with her low self esteem and her constant bashing of herself. He knows she doesn't realize how beautiful and amazing she is, but he makes it his goal to show her and get her to open up. But his past has a way of coming to bite him too and can this destroy what he has built with Anna?
I'm a simple man--cue Lynyrd Skynyrd music. Have a problem? I look for a solution. Something is broken? I fix it. See a hot girl? Close the deal.
Despite the fact that I just jerked off while I pictured her sweet lips wrapped around my c**k, I really do like her.The few hours we spent together gave me a good insight into her. She's cute and funny, and she doesn't take herself to seriously. There's something else I can't quite put my finger on, but it makes me feel protective of her. The protectiveness is throwing me off-- not to mention the persistence. I'm not an alpha male. I'm more of a lone wolf. I'm all about monogamy, but the girl I'm with can do whatever the fuck she wants, and I'll do what I want. You want to go out with your girls? have at it. Don't want to go on a date? No skin off my back. I'll find the next chick. For some reason though, I'm not that way with Anna. I try to brush off those thoughts because I'm starting to sound like I need a tampon.
This book will destroy part of you and then slowly put the pieces back together and then you will get destroyed again! I cried multiple times in this book, but I laughed just as much, OH and swoon yeah your gonna totally do that too! Jed is going to be at the top list of your book boyfriends I guarantee it!! I can't wait for more from this author! Thanks for a great ride! Oh and I have a new found love of carrot cake!!!
Jennifer Says...
5 Huge stars!!
This book is one of THE BEST book I have ever read. When a book pulls at every emotion, you know it’s a gem and Worth It is one that will do it. I laughed, I cried, I thought why is the author torturing me, and then when I thought I couldn't take any more my heart just melts! It takes you to crazy ugly cries to a beautiful love story all in one. This is a duel POV from the female and lead characters.
We start with Anna who believes failed relationships are her specialty and deals with them in ways most of us cannot imagine. Then she meets Jed. He is unbelievable handsome and they fall hard and fast for each other. She struggles with the fact she would able to catch a guy like him. He is smart, funny, and hot! She thinks she only deserves the losers that she has had in the past. The writer does an amazing job taking us their journey of new love and discovery that is not only smoking hot it will make you literally laugh out loud.
When Anna’s past makes an appearance it throws everything into a tailspin and I literally lost it! I cried my eyeballs out but loved every second of it! Anna’s has a lot of growing to do from being the continual punching bag of the men that have been in her life. Is she able to handle Jed’s love for her and how will she react when her past comes back to her haunt her. Will she finally believe she is worth it in the end? This is a FANTABULOUS debut novel by Nicki Destasi and I cannot wait to see what else is in the works from her.
Jennifer Says...
5 Huge stars!!
This book is one of THE BEST book I have ever read. When a book pulls at every emotion, you know it’s a gem and Worth It is one that will do it. I laughed, I cried, I thought why is the author torturing me, and then when I thought I couldn't take any more my heart just melts! It takes you to crazy ugly cries to a beautiful love story all in one. This is a duel POV from the female and lead characters.
We start with Anna who believes failed relationships are her specialty and deals with them in ways most of us cannot imagine. Then she meets Jed. He is unbelievable handsome and they fall hard and fast for each other. She struggles with the fact she would able to catch a guy like him. He is smart, funny, and hot! She thinks she only deserves the losers that she has had in the past. The writer does an amazing job taking us their journey of new love and discovery that is not only smoking hot it will make you literally laugh out loud.
When Anna’s past makes an appearance it throws everything into a tailspin and I literally lost it! I cried my eyeballs out but loved every second of it! Anna’s has a lot of growing to do from being the continual punching bag of the men that have been in her life. Is she able to handle Jed’s love for her and how will she react when her past comes back to her haunt her. Will she finally believe she is worth it in the end? This is a FANTABULOUS debut novel by Nicki Destasi and I cannot wait to see what else is in the works from her.
Excerpt:
Anna
After I close up shop with the spare key because Asshole Alex never came back, I make my
way out of the pizza shop and to my car. As I drive the green beast to Jed’s, I’m half-tempted to
call and tell him I’ll catch him tomorrow. I’m fucking exhausted from my nightmare last night,
and since I’ve been spreading myself so thin with school, work, and Jed, I’m dead on my feet. Of
course, the stress from Sam isn’t helping either. But my need to see my sexy man overrides my
exhaustion.
Despite trying to guard my heart, I know I care about him more than I should. I want to find
love and a happily ever after in theory, but in practice, it’s terrifying. I want his heart to beat for
me and mine for him, but the further I fall, the more panic grips my lungs.
My thinking is warped.
My thoughts are interrupted when my cell rings. When I pick it up and look at the ID, I roll
my eyes. It’s Sam. This is getting ridiculous. After tossing the phone back into my purse, I pull
into the parking lot of Jed’s apartment and take a deep breath once I shut off my car. Ever since
we watched that stupid movie, I need to prep myself for the walk from the car to his front door.
Fucking super zombies. Those things scare the fucking piss out of me, and I know it’s stupid.
Give me a crazy serial killer or stalker movie, and I’m fine, but anything with creatures that
don’t exist, I turn into a sniveling crybaby. Even the brief visual snippets I did actually see are
going to take a while to purge from my head.
After I step out of my car, I sprint to the door of the apartment, like a…well, like a girl
being chased by man-eating fucking zombies. When I reach the door, I take a minute to catch
my breath and calm my heart before I knock, but suddenly, the door swings open to reveal a
laughing Jed.
“What?” I ask even though I’m pretty sure I know what he is laughing about.
He moves aside to let me in, and after I set my coat and purse down on the table, he sweeps
me into his arms.
“Why were you running to the door like a crazed woman?” he asks.
I blush and duck my head, but he puts his finger under my chin to make me look up at him.
Two weeks ago, that action made me wince, but the more I get to know him and the more he
does it, the less I associate the action with pain. He raises his eyebrow, willing me to respond to
his question.
I sigh. “The images from the zombie movie we saw a couple of weeks ago are seared into
my brain, and the parking lot is surrounded by trees. It’s a prime spot for a zombie ambush.”
He steps away from me and laughs like that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You
were running away from the scary zombies in the trees?” He continues to roar with laughter.
“Shut up!”
I try to give him an angry glare, but that only makes him laugh harder. I forgot about my
cute angry face. Seriously, how am I supposed to give him my fuck-you glare if he thinks it’s
adorable?
“Come here.” He grins and wraps me in his arms, and then he leans down to kiss me deeply.
He opens his mouth and slides his tongue against mine.
My breathing picks up, and I feel the familiar pulse start to grow between my legs. As our
tongues dance, he grabs me by the back of the neck and deepens the kiss. I fist one hand in his
hair, and with the other, I clutch his hard bicep. My heart rate speeds up, and my breathing turns
ragged. When his thumb skims my hip bone, my blood begins to boil.
He devours me with his lips. I love being devoured by him.
He breaks the kiss abruptly and leans his forehead against mine. Both of us are breathing
heavily.
He groans, “God, you’re amazing.”
He smiles down at me, and I smile back. I feel a blush creep across my cheeks. I don’t think
I’ll ever get used to him complimenting me. He steps back, and I fight my pout. I liked him
where he was.
“Do you want something to drink?” he asks.
“Water would be great, thanks.”
“Sure. Go ahead and have a seat, and I’ll get it for you.” He steps away from me. “Hope you
don’t mind football,” he calls from the kitchen.
He’s back quickly, and I respond, “Actually, I love football. I’m a big Packers fan.”
“Cheesehead, huh?” Grinning, he plops down next to me and curls me against him.
“A proud one, too.” I smirk up at him.
He smiles and dips his head to kiss me. “At least you’re not a Pats fan.”
“You’re not?” I ask, a little shocked. “That’s almost as bad as being a Yankees fan around
here.”
Now, his grin turns teasing. “Do I have a Sox fan in my presence?”
Oh, hells no. “I sure hope I don’t have a Yankees fan in my presence.”
He bursts out laughing.
Oh right, the cute angry face. That’s going to get old quick.
He composes himself. “Not exactly. I’m just not a fan of Sox fans—present company
excluded, of course. They’re douche bags.”
I huff and cross my arms as I turn my attention toward the TV. I know I’m pouting like a
child, but seriously, the Yankees are evil. “We might be a little crazy with our team pride, but the
Yankees suck.”
“They don’t suck. They have twenty-seven World Series wins. That’s almost three times
more wins than the Sox, who have eleven.”
“Technicalities.” I roll my eyes. “They still suck.”
He chuckles and pulls me closer to kiss the top of my head. “Baby, your angry face is so
damn cute.”
“Whatever.” I roll my eyes again.
He laughs softly. “And no, I’m not a Pats fan. I’m a Bledsoe fan.”
“Ah, so you must hate my Packers because of 1996, huh?”
He looks at me, surprised. “What were you then? Nine?”
I smirk and shrug.
His lips twitch. “That was a long time ago, but I can’t say they’re my favorite team.”
“At least we both hate the Pats.” I grin.
“This is true. As much as we have in common, there was bound to be something, right?” He
leans forward to place a soft, sweet kiss on my lips.
“Right,” I mumble against his mouth.
He slips his tongue past my lips to tangle with mine. He cradles my head gently as our
tongues move in a slow waltz. My breathing picks up when he slides his free hand under my
shirt and up my side. His fingers trace the underside of my bra, and goose bumps erupt over my
skin. His lips move with more urgency as he lowers me onto the couch, and then he moves his
hips between my parted legs. I pant loudly when his mouth move across my jawline and to my
earlobe.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Anna,” he breathes into my ear.
Anna
After I close up shop with the spare key because Asshole Alex never came back, I make my
way out of the pizza shop and to my car. As I drive the green beast to Jed’s, I’m half-tempted to
call and tell him I’ll catch him tomorrow. I’m fucking exhausted from my nightmare last night,
and since I’ve been spreading myself so thin with school, work, and Jed, I’m dead on my feet. Of
course, the stress from Sam isn’t helping either. But my need to see my sexy man overrides my
exhaustion.
Despite trying to guard my heart, I know I care about him more than I should. I want to find
love and a happily ever after in theory, but in practice, it’s terrifying. I want his heart to beat for
me and mine for him, but the further I fall, the more panic grips my lungs.
My thinking is warped.
My thoughts are interrupted when my cell rings. When I pick it up and look at the ID, I roll
my eyes. It’s Sam. This is getting ridiculous. After tossing the phone back into my purse, I pull
into the parking lot of Jed’s apartment and take a deep breath once I shut off my car. Ever since
we watched that stupid movie, I need to prep myself for the walk from the car to his front door.
Fucking super zombies. Those things scare the fucking piss out of me, and I know it’s stupid.
Give me a crazy serial killer or stalker movie, and I’m fine, but anything with creatures that
don’t exist, I turn into a sniveling crybaby. Even the brief visual snippets I did actually see are
going to take a while to purge from my head.
After I step out of my car, I sprint to the door of the apartment, like a…well, like a girl
being chased by man-eating fucking zombies. When I reach the door, I take a minute to catch
my breath and calm my heart before I knock, but suddenly, the door swings open to reveal a
laughing Jed.
“What?” I ask even though I’m pretty sure I know what he is laughing about.
He moves aside to let me in, and after I set my coat and purse down on the table, he sweeps
me into his arms.
“Why were you running to the door like a crazed woman?” he asks.
I blush and duck my head, but he puts his finger under my chin to make me look up at him.
Two weeks ago, that action made me wince, but the more I get to know him and the more he
does it, the less I associate the action with pain. He raises his eyebrow, willing me to respond to
his question.
I sigh. “The images from the zombie movie we saw a couple of weeks ago are seared into
my brain, and the parking lot is surrounded by trees. It’s a prime spot for a zombie ambush.”
He steps away from me and laughs like that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You
were running away from the scary zombies in the trees?” He continues to roar with laughter.
“Shut up!”
I try to give him an angry glare, but that only makes him laugh harder. I forgot about my
cute angry face. Seriously, how am I supposed to give him my fuck-you glare if he thinks it’s
adorable?
“Come here.” He grins and wraps me in his arms, and then he leans down to kiss me deeply.
He opens his mouth and slides his tongue against mine.
My breathing picks up, and I feel the familiar pulse start to grow between my legs. As our
tongues dance, he grabs me by the back of the neck and deepens the kiss. I fist one hand in his
hair, and with the other, I clutch his hard bicep. My heart rate speeds up, and my breathing turns
ragged. When his thumb skims my hip bone, my blood begins to boil.
He devours me with his lips. I love being devoured by him.
He breaks the kiss abruptly and leans his forehead against mine. Both of us are breathing
heavily.
He groans, “God, you’re amazing.”
He smiles down at me, and I smile back. I feel a blush creep across my cheeks. I don’t think
I’ll ever get used to him complimenting me. He steps back, and I fight my pout. I liked him
where he was.
“Do you want something to drink?” he asks.
“Water would be great, thanks.”
“Sure. Go ahead and have a seat, and I’ll get it for you.” He steps away from me. “Hope you
don’t mind football,” he calls from the kitchen.
He’s back quickly, and I respond, “Actually, I love football. I’m a big Packers fan.”
“Cheesehead, huh?” Grinning, he plops down next to me and curls me against him.
“A proud one, too.” I smirk up at him.
He smiles and dips his head to kiss me. “At least you’re not a Pats fan.”
“You’re not?” I ask, a little shocked. “That’s almost as bad as being a Yankees fan around
here.”
Now, his grin turns teasing. “Do I have a Sox fan in my presence?”
Oh, hells no. “I sure hope I don’t have a Yankees fan in my presence.”
He bursts out laughing.
Oh right, the cute angry face. That’s going to get old quick.
He composes himself. “Not exactly. I’m just not a fan of Sox fans—present company
excluded, of course. They’re douche bags.”
I huff and cross my arms as I turn my attention toward the TV. I know I’m pouting like a
child, but seriously, the Yankees are evil. “We might be a little crazy with our team pride, but the
Yankees suck.”
“They don’t suck. They have twenty-seven World Series wins. That’s almost three times
more wins than the Sox, who have eleven.”
“Technicalities.” I roll my eyes. “They still suck.”
He chuckles and pulls me closer to kiss the top of my head. “Baby, your angry face is so
damn cute.”
“Whatever.” I roll my eyes again.
He laughs softly. “And no, I’m not a Pats fan. I’m a Bledsoe fan.”
“Ah, so you must hate my Packers because of 1996, huh?”
He looks at me, surprised. “What were you then? Nine?”
I smirk and shrug.
His lips twitch. “That was a long time ago, but I can’t say they’re my favorite team.”
“At least we both hate the Pats.” I grin.
“This is true. As much as we have in common, there was bound to be something, right?” He
leans forward to place a soft, sweet kiss on my lips.
“Right,” I mumble against his mouth.
He slips his tongue past my lips to tangle with mine. He cradles my head gently as our
tongues move in a slow waltz. My breathing picks up when he slides his free hand under my
shirt and up my side. His fingers trace the underside of my bra, and goose bumps erupt over my
skin. His lips move with more urgency as he lowers me onto the couch, and then he moves his
hips between my parted legs. I pant loudly when his mouth move across my jawline and to my
earlobe.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Anna,” he breathes into my ear.
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Meet the Author
Nicki DeStasi was raised in a small town in Massachusetts. She attended Fitchburg State College and studied Early Childhood Education. As a child, she enjoyed reading, but only recently began doing it again. She has always had an inventive imagination and finally decided to put those ideas on paper for others to enjoy. Worth It will be Nicki’s first self-published book. A few personal facts: Sloth from The Goonies is her third cousin, she acted and stared in several plays throughout high school and college, and she can play four different instruments. Nicki’s philosophy is to appreciate the good things in life. If we didn’t make mistakes and have bad things happen then we wouldn’t know how truly wonderful the good things are. No matter how difficult life is sometimes, if we look to the people that love us, then we can get through them and on to the good stuff.
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