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292 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 15, 2016
I love Natasha. It always comes down to that terrible truth. I love her. So much. Too much. Enough to make me throw everything away. Because I could no longer live the lie. But the truth doesn’t just hurt, it destroys.
Brigs McGregor. The love of my life. The love that ruined our lives.
Oh god. This kiss. This is wildfire. This could so easily consume us. Until there is nothing left. We’re going fucking burn this world to the ground. And there’s no better way to go than in the flames with him.
As longs as she is with me. As long as I am with her, we will always bring each other out of it. We are forever surrounded by ashes. But we are fire. And fire rises.
“Our love was wrong.
A lie we told ourselves.
And it cost us the world.”
“Love is good. Love is kind. Patient. Pure.
So they say.
Our love was a mistake from the start. A beautiful, life-rendering mistake.”
“She’s a ghost that roams these halls. She’s a ghost who roams my heart.”
“…love shouldn’t be ignored. Or shunned. Or buried. If you’re lucky enough to feel it, you need to indulge it. Give it wings. Let it course through your heart and soul, unfiltered.”
"The human heart isn't meant to be caged to someone who doesn't feed it."
"With us, the truth didn't just hurt. It killed."
"This was never about the destination, Brigs.
This was just about spending time with you."
“Our love was wrong. A lie we told ourselves. And it cost us the world.”
“I knew, I knew, the moment I laid my eyes on Natasha, that I was gone and there wasn’t a single thing to hold me in place.”
“The human heart isn’t meant to be caged by someone who doesn’t feed it.”
“Our love was a mistake from the start. A beautiful, life-rendering mistake.”
“I’d like to say it all feels like a blur to me, the years at the bottom of the spiral, the world around me bleak, guilt and hatred sticking to me like tar. But I remember it all vividly. In horrible, exquisite detail. Maybe that’s my punishment, my shackles for my crimes. I knew that falling in love was a crime. I deserve all the punishment I can get.”
“Whatever do you see in me?” I ask her quietly. I can’t help it.
She tilts her head, frowning at me. “I see you. What do you see?”
“Everything.”
“We are forever surrounded by ashes. But we are fire. And fire rises.”
...Love shouldn’t be ignored. Or shunned. Or buried. If you’re lucky enough to feel it, you need to indulge it. Give it wings. Let it course through your heart and soul, unfiltered.
“You have no idea how charming you really are. Which makes you even more charming.”
“But I remember it all vividly. In horrible, exquisite detail. Maybe that’s my punishment, my shackles for my crimes. I knew that falling in love was a crime. I deserve all the punishment I can get.”
“Are you ever going to get naked?” I ask breathlessly, looking up at him. “When I put my cock inside you and fuck you on this desk, yes,” he says, his voice hoarse. “For now though, I want to taste you.”
"I’m glass and I’m breaking in your hands." ~Brigs
Winter, as usual shoves his nose into my crotch. Like father like son.
THE Lie was such an amazingly beautiful and touching second chance romance - you'll soooo want your own Brigs after reading it!! (Or your own Natasha, if you swing that way ☺)
“Life has other plans for us, greater than the ones we have for ourselves.”Anyway, it's not a horrible story - and I did like some parts of it..... but just didn't wow me like the others.
Our love was wrong. A lie we told ourselves. And it cost us the world. As much as it stung to hear it, as much as it made me lose myself, it was well deserved. With us, the truth didn't just hurt. It killed.
But love plays you like the ultimate fool. Love is a trickster, a joker, a master of the sleight of hand. She makes you look one way, and only one way, while she makes the rest of the world disappear. eventually you'll raise your head from the one you love, look around and wonder what the fuck just happened.
"The human heart isn't meant to be caged by someone who doesn't feed it."Chapters from the present gave me two people trying to get through each day, barely surviving. Each of them eaten up by guilt and haunted by ghosts of the past. So many times I found myself conflicted, confused and ultimately questioning, what would I do in their shoes?
"Tell me that meant something to you."
"It meant everything."
... Love shouldn't be ignored. Or shunned. Or buried. If you're lucky enough to feel it, you need to indulge it. Give it songs. Let it course through your heart and soul, unfiltered. And I fucking feel it.