Published By: Callie Hart
Released: Available Now
Details: Kindle purchased copy, 171 Pages
RATING: 5 SHIT WENT DOWN STARS!
Blurb: Goodreads
Sloane
How many times can a person fall down and still get back up? How many times can things go wrong before you just give up?
I’ve lost everything. My home, my job, my purpose in life—everything has been turned upside down. But while life hasn’t exactly turned out the way I would have liked it to, I wouldn’t change a thing. If things were different, I wouldn’t have Lacey. I wouldn’t have Michael.
But most importantly, I wouldn’t have him.
I’ve realized what I feel. He knew it before I did. Only one question remains:
Is he capable of feeling the same way?
Zeth
Secrets are a prison, and I have been behind bars for years. Sloane Romera has been turning keys in all of my locks, throwing light on corners of my mind that I thought would forever be shrouded in darkness. Or at least I had hoped would be.
I have done so many wrongs in this life, and yet this woman has forgiven me. She’s done something I never thought possible—she has learned to understand me, and she hasn’t run. She’s amazed me. She’s saved me. She’s fallen in love with me.
If it’s within my power, I’m about to do the same for her.
BOOK REVIEW by Michelle:
Hells bells, the things going on...
Uber hot sex scenes...CHECK!
Elephant PJ’s ...and sex...CHECK!
My dick is so fucking hard right now. I push myself up against her, grinding my hips against her pussy through her soaking wet, ridiculous elephant pajama pants, and her breath catches in her throat.
Sub characters talking sense...CHECK!
“Sloan, you are the most thoughtless, careless person I’ve ever met, you know that?”
“Sloane? How long? Because I know this has cost me years and years of no fucking sleep and gallons of my blood sweat, and tears, and I’ve been slacking off compared to how hard you’ve been working. So were you thinking about that when you ran away, from a fucking DEA agent, Sloane? Were you caring about everything you were throwing away? Because I’m seriously at a loss here.”
– Oliver Massey
Zeth’s layers are being peeled back...CHECK!
She loves me. She loves me, and I will break her. I will ruin this. I will lose this. I will hurt her and I can’t be trusted, and I am too fucked up to cope with the thought of what will happen if she realizes all of this and leaves.
She’s never going to be the first thing I think of when I open my eyes—my nightmares will take care of that – but she’s a close fucking second. And...and I like it. I fucking like it a lot.
Twists...CHECK!
Charming Michael...CHECK!
“Good morning. I’m Michael. I’m an acquaintance of Zeth’s.”
“An acquaintance?” She eyes his hand like it’s actually a coiled snake, but she slowly reaches out and shakes it. “And when you say acquaintance, do you mean an associate who kills people for a living?”
Michael doesn’t flinch at Pippa’s direct line of questioning. He’s charm personified when he leans forward and places a kiss on the back of her hand. “You could say that,” he tells her. “But don’t worry. It’s an infrequent arrangement.”
Evil Charlie...CHECK!
Rebel...CHECK!
Revelations come forth...CHECK!
New shit comes to light...CHECK!
And I’m ready for Collateral, because with a title like that, it has me nervous.
Zeth’s layers are being peeled back...CHECK!
She loves me. She loves me, and I will break her. I will ruin this. I will lose this. I will hurt her and I can’t be trusted, and I am too fucked up to cope with the thought of what will happen if she realizes all of this and leaves.
She’s never going to be the first thing I think of when I open my eyes—my nightmares will take care of that – but she’s a close fucking second. And...and I like it. I fucking like it a lot.
Twists...CHECK!
Charming Michael...CHECK!
“Good morning. I’m Michael. I’m an acquaintance of Zeth’s.”
“An acquaintance?” She eyes his hand like it’s actually a coiled snake, but she slowly reaches out and shakes it. “And when you say acquaintance, do you mean an associate who kills people for a living?”
Michael doesn’t flinch at Pippa’s direct line of questioning. He’s charm personified when he leans forward and places a kiss on the back of her hand. “You could say that,” he tells her. “But don’t worry. It’s an infrequent arrangement.”
Evil Charlie...CHECK!
Rebel...CHECK!
Revelations come forth...CHECK!
New shit comes to light...CHECK!
And I’m ready for Collateral, because with a title like that, it has me nervous.
Michelle
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