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396 pages, Paperback
First published April 20, 2018
Pretty turn of phrase (aka purple prose), angsty plot, insubstantial story, and characters to whom I simply couldn’t connect. Further, the writing style of single sentence paragraphs became annoying after the first chapter. Obviously, it’s me and not the book.
Oliver Preston was armor and stone. Bitterness and venom.
Broken fragments. Shrapnel waiting to bust. He was the bullet that pierced right through the center of me.

I had always belonged to Oliver Preston. The problem was, he’d never fully belonged to me. I owned his gazes. His protection. His regret.
He was an enigma. A veiled mystery. A cliffhanger waiting to be written

This girl was a wave getting ready to take me under. And I didn’t think she’d ever let me up for air.

My whole life, all it took was a glance from you, and I knew I was exactly where I was supposed to be.”




“After all this time, he continued to remain possessive of me. Keeping me under his guarded watch. As if I were a child he needed to protect. As if he’d forgotten everything we’d been through together.
What we’d almost been to each other.
I’d made the mistake of falling for him a long, long time ago.”
“He was an enigma. A veiled mystery. A cliffhanger waiting to be written.”
“Tears filled my eyes when he pressed his forehead to mine, and a confession fell from his mouth on a low moan,
“I miss her. I miss her so much. When will it stop? When will this feeling ever go away?”




He was an enigma.
A veiled mystery.
A cliffhanger waiting to be written.
This girl was a wave getting ready to take me under. And I didn’t think she’d ever let me up for air.
”I will ruin you, Nik. We both know it.”
“You ruined me a long time ago.”
”I would kill for you, Nikki. Die for you.”
”How am I looking at you.”
“Like I mean something.”
“You mean everything.”

The man who had wrecked me.
The one who had saved me.
”It’s always the one who causes the biggest commotion inside us who leaves the biggest mark.”



He groaned in misery and released the words between the manic scourge of his mouth. “I need you, Nikki. Need you in a way I haven’t needed anything in all my life. Take it away. Fuck…please take it away.”
If I could, I would.
It was all I’d ever wanted to do.
“Ollie.” His name was grief.
Love.
Regret.
“I need you, too. I’ve always needed you.”
The problem was?
I just…loved him.
I did, and I had for too many years, and it hurt too much that he didn’t love me back.
“You are everything I ever wished I could have.”
“Don’t want to hurt you, Nikki, and I’m pretty damned sure you don’t want me to hurt you, either.”
She blinked up at me. No reservations when she should be running for her life. “Then don’t.”
“Sunshine,” he murmured like praise. “You are light and life. My life. My everything. Let me be yours.”
Tears streaked free, and I lifted my chin, our mouths meeting as I whispered, “I’ve always been yours.”