Book Tour: Hell On Heels by Anne Jolin

HELL ON HEELS by Anne Jolin

Genre: Women’s Fiction Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 26, 2016


I use people. Not in a malicious way, but in the way an addict abuses their substance of choice. People are my vice—men specifically. I crave the emotional high they give me with a unique and reckless disregard for my own well-being—eagerly floating into an unsustainable euphoria, knowing full well that after every high comes an equal, if not more powerful, plummet into a devastating abyss. But like every junkie, I crawl willingly back into the arms of my demons.

Oh, the price we pay to feel loved. We’d all sell our souls to the devil himself for that. Perhaps I have already. 

They say that acknowledging that you have a problem is one of the first steps to recovery. Well, in that case, my name is Charleston Smith and I have a fucking problem.


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Well first thing to say about this book is that it’s kinda stunning, in more than one way. It’s beautifully written. Like, put the kindle down and just absorb the words beautiful. the kind of writing where you do a mental fist pump cos the Author just nailed it, beautiful.

The entirety of me was a living juxtaposition. I both wanted to be loved desperately and yet fought against it with abandon. My heart was doomed forever in love’s purgatory.

Charleston is up there with the most relatable characters I’ve ever read. I may not have been through the things she has but I felt it right alongside her. Struggling to deal with her brothers death and being abandoned by her long term boyfriend, Charleston describes herself as being addicted to men. More specifically the high she gets from being wanted.

I despised hope. Hope tricks you into believing in a reality that doesn’t exist.


This brings us to the men in her life.

First off she meets up and coming politician Beau. Handsome and charismatic Beau. She immediately feels a deep connection with him. He is sweet and romantic and despite having a crazy life, he wants to be with Charleston.

Despite her feelings for Beau, Charleston can’t deny her attraction to the beast of a man that sweeps her off her feet. The connection between her and Maverick is much more primal. He’s the straight talking, no nonsense type. Maverick refuses to let Charleston’s demons keep on controlling her.

Finally we have Dean. The man from her past that could finally offer some closure on the things that have causes her such pain. Will their past secrets heal Charleston or hurt her all over again?

I have to say I’ve been all around the houses with trying to write this and do the story justice. This is Charleston’s book. The fact that there are 3 potential love interests is almost secondary to the story of how she learns to heal herself.

As with all good love triangles (or squares in this case) our heroine must make the hard choices. Which man to pick? This is where I was almost tempted to make this a 4.5 stars read. The story is so focused on Charleston that there is very little interaction with any other characters. Having read the whole book I get why, but It’s not easy to form an opinion on who she should be with when lots of their times together are implied rather than written about.

That said I couldn’t give this anything less than 5 stars. I’ve only been able to read 1 other of Anne’s books and even though I really enjoyed that one, Hell on Heels is another level of story telling.

Beautiful, thought provoking prose with a storyline that will have you veering from sobbing to cheering Charleston on.

this is the kind of book that stays with you. You won’t be able to forget this in a hurry.

I was trying like hell to find me in all the rubble of my suffering.



“I’m ruined.” Kevin pouted, plopping down into one of the two patterned high-back chairs in front of my desk.

Fishing my cellphone out, I dropped my purse into the bottom drawer of the massive and incredibly overpriced desk, and placed the palms of my hands onto its distressed white surface.

“He’s so hot,” Kevin continued without delay. “I mean, I follow him on Instagram, but wow-ee! I want little blonde Abercrombie babies with him,” he rattled on, waving his hands in the air. “And Man Bun is like yum with a shot of dangerous, like you just know he’d wake up your neighbours. I’d like to call him Daddy—”

“Jesus.” I shook my head.

Kevin stirred, pulling his perfectly crafted eyebrows together. “What’s he doing here anyways? Are we planning one of his parties?”

Beau Callaway was notoriously known for hosting some of the best campaign parties.

“No. He’s expressed interest in sponsoring the Gala.”

Uncrossing his legs, Kevin’s eyes softened as he leaned forward. “The Gala is this Saturday. Can we manage another sponsor this late in the game?”

The emotions on my face war—they often did this close to the gala—and he noticed. Kevin was as perceptive as he was fabulous.

“Right then. I’ll make it work.” He stood. “Want me to fetch the dream boat for you, boss?”

I nodded. “Please.”

Without another word, he sashayed out the door and my nerves filled up the space he left behind.

I was nervous. Men in general made me nervous until I knew my way around them, but having someone like Beau in my space and here, regarding the gala no less, made me edgy.

I didn’t often mix business with pleasure, as I was messy with one and not the other. Though it’d been nearly three months since my last duet with a man and I was jonesing for a high this close to the gala.

The gala that honoured the memory of Henry.

My addiction prickled at the back of my neck.


Hey y’all, 

I was born and raised in Ladner, a small farm town just outside Vancouver, Canada. I grew up riding horses, shooting guns, and driving in trucks. 

I never expected to be an author. A massage therapist? Yes. Take over the family construction company? Yes. But an author? No. Writing was something that snuck up on me and rooted itself into my life. It was beautiful to discover that love, and I’m truly grateful to say I’ve found my passion. 

Since I’ve always been a creative person, it feels amazing to harness all of that energy and use it to tell a story I love. I enjoy incorporating bits of my real life into the stories I write. What parts are true? Hah. I’ll never tell—what would be the fun in that? 

If I could leave y’all with one thing, it’s that life’s far too short to not live it out loud. Drown in your passions, hold on tight to the things that inspire you, and chase your dreams relentlessly. I can promise you without a doubt that you won’t regret it. I know I don’t. 

Mad love, 

Anne Jolin 


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