{"id":393,"date":"2014-03-04T03:31:14","date_gmt":"2014-03-04T03:31:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/?p=393"},"modified":"2017-10-23T18:52:28","modified_gmt":"2017-10-23T18:52:28","slug":"time-travelers-boyfriend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/time-travelers-boyfriend\/","title":{"rendered":"The Time Traveler&#8217;s Boyfriend"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><span style=\"line-height: 1.5em;\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-215 size-medium\" title=\"The Time Traveler's Boyfriend\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/TTBebookcover-216x300.jpg?resize=216%2C300\" alt=\"The Time Traveler's Boyfriend\" width=\"216\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/TTBebookcover.jpg?resize=216%2C300&amp;ssl=1 216w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/TTBebookcover.jpg?resize=740%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 740w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/TTBebookcover.jpg?w=1800&amp;ssl=1 1800w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/selfpublished\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/TTBebookcover.jpg?w=1280&amp;ssl=1 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 216px) 100vw, 216px\" \/>Author<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Annabelle Costa<\/p>\n<h2>Author Bio<\/h2>\n<p>Annabelle Costa is a teacher, who writes in her free time. She enjoys the wounded hero genre, involving male love interests with physical disabilities, who don\u2019t follow the typical Hollywood perception of sexy.<\/p>\n<h2>Description<\/h2>\n<p>Claudia is tired of waiting for her boyfriend, Adam, to propose. They&#8217;re in their thirties and their relationship is great. What could possibly be holding him back?<\/p>\n<p>It must be the woman who broke his heart years ago. If only that woman hadn&#8217;t made Adam feel like he didn&#8217;t deserve love just because he&#8217;s paralyzed and uses a wheelchair. Claudia couldn&#8217;t care less about that.<\/p>\n<p>Claudia always thought Adam was secure about himself and his disability, but then one day he announces that he&#8217;s invented a time machine and, despite the risks, he wants Claudia to go back in time to stop him from getting injured.<\/p>\n<p>When the invention actually does work, Claudia has another agenda. If she can stop Adam from falling for the woman who first broke his heart, then maybe a happily-ever-after will be waiting for her when she gets home.<\/p>\n<p>Things quickly get more complicated as Claudia navigates 1997, getting embroiled in not only younger Adam&#8217;s life, but her own past too.<\/p>\n<p>This fun read has a Bridget Jones voice with the epic love of The Time Traveler\u2019s Wife. The added bonus is all the nostalgia of the 90s. It\u2019s easy to forget how much has changed until you\u2019re back there again!<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCosta\u2019s wild imagination and keen writing style will keep readers on their toes as they breeze through this book which is quite an emotional roller-coaster ride and guaranteed to produce giggles and possibly a tear.\u201d -Jaime A. Geraldi, The Romantic Times<\/p>\n<h2>Book excerpt<\/h2>\n<p>Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Do you hear that ticking noise? I swear to God, it\u2019s like I\u2019m going crazy, but I hear something ticking. And no, it\u2019s not my biological clock, thank you very much. Yes, my biological clock is ticking (I know, Mom), but it\u2019s not audibly ticking. Like, I don\u2019t walk down the street and hear it. Nobody says, \u201cHey, what\u2019s that noise? Is that your ovaries?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>So no, the source of the ticking is something less abstract than my thirty-six-year-old eggs.<\/p>\n<p>Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock \u2026<\/p>\n<p>I look around the entrance to my boyfriend Adam\u2019s brownstone, located on the Upper West Side in Manhattan. Yes, it\u2019s a great location, and no, I\u2019m not dating him for that reason. There are five steps to the main doorway, and the stairs have that appearance of dirt having been ground into them over a period of decades. I can\u2019t help but notice that some thoughtless person has stuck a wad of gum on the railing\u2014if Adam sees it, he\u2019ll be pissed. But it\u2019s unlikely he\u2019ll notice it. He lives on the ground level, which has a separate entrance, and he rents out the upper levels to tenants that he has little to no interaction with.<\/p>\n<p>Adam is not much for small talk with the neighbors.<\/p>\n<p>In any case, I am absolutely certain something around here is ticking and I\u2019ll be damned if I don\u2019t figure out what it is. You can\u2019t be too careful these days, what with terrorism and all. Although I\u2019ve heard that modern bombs actually don\u2019t tick. They vibrate. So it\u2019s easy to get them confused with \u2026 well, do I really need to complete that sentence? We all know what vibrates.<\/p>\n<p>I do a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn, keeping my eyes focused on finding anything unusual, and I don\u2019t see anything, until\u2026 yes!<\/p>\n<p>I almost missed it because it\u2019s huddled in some shrubbery. Mrs. Jessup on the second level thinks she has a green thumb and Adam has indulged her by allowing her to plant a miniscule garden just adjacent to the steps. Ordinarily, the garden is just grass, tulips and azaleas, but today there\u2019s something else in the little garden. Something alive.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s a rabbit.<\/p>\n<p>A rabbit. Okay, that\u2019s weird.<\/p>\n<p>Let me be clear about something here. We\u2019re not in suburbia. We\u2019re not in some forest where rabbits frolic freely and play with their friends the deer and the antelope. You don\u2019t generally see rabbits wandering around the Upper West Side. Especially a rabbit like this one, which is white as snow aside from a tiny little black patch on its back and has a ticking timepiece hanging around his neck. No, this definitely isn\u2019t a wild rabbit. And I\u2019ll bet anything that its presence has something to do with Adam.<\/p>\n<p>Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock \u2026<\/p>\n<p>I bend down near the little trembling rabbit, holding out my hand. See, Adam? I can be maternal. The rabbit looks at me curiously, sniffs with its little adorable nose, and then cowers in the corner like I\u2019m the hunter in Bambi.<\/p>\n<p>Okay, I\u2019m not great with animals.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"line-height: 1.5em;\">Author Website<\/span><\/h2>\n<h2>Best place to buy your book<\/h2>\n<p>Amazon<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Claudia is tired of waiting for her boyfriend, Adam, to propose. They&#8217;re in their thirties and their relationship is great. 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