This book is everything and left me speechless. It’s a 5-stars-is-not-enough kind of book for fans of damaged heroes and touching stories. All emotions and slow burning will make it an unforgettable reading for you.
It’s better to read it blind. But I will try to bring you the characters.
Graham Russell, a successful thriller and horror author. He is a realist, keeps his emotions in the reins, and for the crowd plays the role of beloved son. Inside struggles with ghosts from the past, whom doesn’t want to face. In his stories doesn’t write happily ever afters and really doesn’t see one for himself.
Lucille ‘Lucy’ Palmer. Twenty-six. Florist. She is the complete opposite of Graham. Wears heart on her sleeve and has a colorful and free soul. Or you can also said she is a bit freak of nature. In spite of very unfavorable circumstances is the only person who can reach his warm side.
Lucy and Graham story is not simple, and their first meeting can not be called conventional. From the beginning their knowledge and then friendship was carrying a burden. And their love was doomed to failure. Still, it created a beautiful and heart-catching story.
I felt their pain and their feelings for each other. Fortunately it’s not just depressing, because it also has sweet and funny moments. And it’s makes it even better reading.
It was amazing reading for me. I have a lot of beautiful quotes highlighted in this book. I can cite a few but nothing will give how great this is. Worth spend every minute with.
We didn’t know how to act with one another after our first kiss. Our situation wasn’t the norm when it came to building a relationship. We did everything backward. I fell in love with a boy before our first kiss, and he fell for a girl who he wasn’t allowed to have. Our connection, our heartbeats, matched one another in our fairytale world, but in reality, society deemed us as an awful accident.
Maybe we were an accident—a mistake.
Maybe we were never supposed to cross each other’s paths.
Maybe he was only meant to be a lesson in life and not a permanent mark.
But still, the way he kissed me…
Our kiss was as if heaven and hell collided together, and each choice was right and wrong at the same exact time. We kissed as if we were making a mistake and the best decision all at once. His lips made me float higher, yet somehow descend. His breaths somehow made my heart beat faster as it came to a complete halt.
Our love was everything good and bad wrapped in one kiss.
A part of me knew I should’ve regretted it, but the way his lips warmed up the cold shadows of my soul…the way he left his mark on me…
I’d never regret finding him, holding him, even if we only had those few seconds as one.
He’d always be worth those tiny seconds we shared.
He’d always be worth that soul-connecting feeling we created when our lips touched.
He’d always be the one I spent my nights dreaming of being near.
He’d always be worth it to me.
Sometimes when your heart wanted a full-length novel, the world only gave you a novella, and sometimes when you wanted forever you only had those few seconds of now.
And all I could do, all anyone could ever do, was make each moment count.
After we went home that night, we didn’t talk about it at all. Not the following week, either. I focused on Talon. Graham worked on his novel. I believed both of us were waiting for the right time to come up for us to speak about it, but that was the tricky thing about timing: it was never right.
Sometimes you just had to leap and hope you didn’t fall.
About The Author
Hi! I’m Brittainy! Join me as we travel through my mind as a Romance Author. This includes such things as my random thoughts, tricks, tips, things I’m learning, things I’m re-learning, things I’m forgetting, and my weird ways of crafting stories.