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265 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 29, 2014
“Don’t you like the dark?”
"In the words of George Orwell; to survive it is often necessary to fight; and to fight you often have to dirty yourself."Without giving anything away (which is sooo difficult because I feel like I just need to talk about all of it!!!! but I won't!!!) "Fragile Truths" had so much going on. There were family feuds, tested loyalties, betrayal, suspense (that almost killed me), gun toting bad asses, vengeance and of course the reason we all read these books.... LOVE!!! This wasn't an easy read ... not by a long shot and some of the stuff I came across made me want to hurl my stomach contents up... you've been warned!!! Was it believable? Ummmm not always. But did that matter? To be honest... not for me because I was gripped by the story line and the events that were unfolding before my very eyes.
I had created a monster, a twisted angry freak of nature
that relished in the dark and sinister side.
Her own soul still clung to mine in a desperate attempt to obtain some peace but I allowed it and swore if it was my last breath that I ever used, that I would give it what it craved.What they shared couldn't be shattered ... it was beautiful, even in the ugliest of settings. I rooted for them even as they were pushed to their very limits both physically and emotionally because they belonged together... fitting perfectly in every sense of the word. Their chemistry was heart pounding and the sex ...just wow and the witty banter they shared only reinforcing the connection. I found myself chuckling at many a conversation but I could sense the pain and anguish behind every word ... it was about ensuring the other survived!
“But without darkness, the stars can’t shine, Frankie.”The fierce determination within Frankie's character was inspirational. This woman was made of steel and despite everything, she would never give up on her goal!!! There were even a few sarcastic jibes that came from her lips and that just made her all the more kick ass in my eyes.
As her blood was untainted, mine was sullied. Where her heart was whole, mine was shattered and blackened and her gentleness was as intense as fury. She was virtue. I was the sin.