Another one that could have been so good but was bad. Audrey claims to not want to see Asher, her childhood friend, ever again, but that is hard since after three years she returns to her hometown where she is attending the same college as Asher and goes a party where she knows he will be. Audre...
This was a great prequel! I had the pleasure of reading an ARC of Asher and loved it. This prequel shows Asher and Audrey when they were 14, and the events that took place that changed their friendship forever. Although quite short, this chapter in their life was an important one and shows how 2 ...
It’s a magical place, a fairytale place, and I laugh as I spin, too, letting my arms flow to the sides and my hair fly. Free. Moving. Leaving the orbit to hurtle into starry space. Everyone has left al...
Just a few more hours and my watch will send out my location to my friends. A special police unit will come pick me up, trained to work quietly and efficiently. To work secretly, so hopefully they will extract me before I’m killed by my captors. One can only hope, right? &...
I don’t know why her eyes seem wet, or why she clutches me like I’m about to vanish into smoke. She doesn’t know my past, has barely scratched the surface. Fuck, if she knew… So I kiss her back, needing the distraction, needing to forget myself in her sweet taste, her hot body. The body of the on...
Her blond hair is pulled up in a ponytail like mine, and she’s dressed in ripped jeans and a long black sweater. Huh. That’s not her usual glamorous chic style. I wonder what happened. “So, where are we going?” I ask as she slides into the passenger...
My best friend. My partner in crime. My savior in math class. Chewing on my lower lip, clutching my backpack to my chest, I watch him from across the school yard. I’m worried. He’s changed. In many ways. Lately he’s become distant, quiet. Doesn’t sit with me on the school bus. Doesn’t sit with me...
I’m trying to scream, but I can’t. I’m kneeling on a bed, and someone is behind me, a hand pressed over my mouth. My back hurts. It hurts so bad. The pain tears through me like a claw. Black edges my vision. “Don’t make a sound,” a voice says, and another shadow approaches...
Also, as of now, he’s my very EX-boyfriend. And good riddance. He cheated on me, has been cheating on me for a while, in fact, and I have only just found out—tonight, at our two year first date anniversary, in my favorite Italian restaurant. Did he sit down and quietly tell me what was bother...