Series: Emerald Cove #1
Genre: YA Contemporary Romance
Review
Panty Scorching-2
Storyline-5
Angst- 5
Tissues-5
Value- 5
Overall Rating- 5
Kindle eARC provided by Author
Reviewed by: Stephanie
This was my first read by Lauren McKellar and I absolutely loved this book. This story was such an emotional journey. I actually finished it days ago but I wanted to get my thoughts together because I was really unsure how I wanted to write this review. After I finished it the story and the characters were stuck in my head for days, the book pulled me right in and still has yet to let me go. I was torn because there is so much to say about this beautifully written story and some of these amazing characters but I really don’t want to give anything away. It really is just one of those book where you have to go in blind and experience firsthand.
I was broken
I was scared
Then I believed
This is how you
Make me feel
This book will tear your heart out, it will make you angry, sad, and it will almost breakyou at times but then there is also hope and happiness. Where there is heartache there is also healing. The story was exceptionally written and I right away became very attached to some of the amazing characters. I have found a new go to Author and I can’t wait to read more of her books.
That was the saddest
thing I’ve ever heard.
And yet, I didn’t
want it to end.
She walks up the stairs, and straight away my heart leaps from my chest, beating a staccato that raps into my throat, the pulse point at my wrist, all throughout my body. I go from steady to strung-out in the blink of an eye.“Mum,” I call, and this time on the staircase, she spins around.
“Yes?” She frowns.
Don’t go up there,
I try to say the words, but my stupid voice won’t work. My mouth moves, but no sound comes out, and Mum tilts her head to the side. “Lia …”
Don’t!
I try to scream so loud my lungs hurt, and still, nothing.
Don’t go into your bedroom.
You can’t see that.
It will ruin you.
“Lia, you’re normally such a sensible girl.” She sighs and turns her back, then walks up the stairs again.
My voice mightn’t work but my feet do, and I charge after her, leaping up those stairs two at a time. She floats down the hall toward their room, and I run, run as fast as I can, and grab onto her shoulder just as she tightens her grip on the door.
“Lia, will you drop it?” She turns to face me. “I’m just going to see if your father is home. What harm could I possibly do?”
My stupid voice is without once again, and as I try to yell at her, to tell her that no, she shouldn’t go in there, that seeing what’s behind that door will destroy her—
She twists the handle.
She opens the door.
And she screams.
And straight away I’m back on the couch, hearing that blood-curdling noise that chills me to my very bones, that signifies the start of the end of life as I know it. I race up the stairs to try help her, to try and make it stop, but when I get there she has collapsed in the hall.
She’s broken. And nothing I try to do will fix that.
The Smutbrarians 