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510 pages, Paperback
First published February 2, 2018


”Did you know the first time I saw you, you knocked the air right out of my lungs?”
This girl. I could feel her cracking me wide open.
He was undoing me.
”What it is you make me feel. What you make me want. It’s there. Haunting me. Chasing me. Demanding more.”
”I don’t know how to stop thinking about you.”
”Colliding with you feels unavoidable.”
”I refuse to become your regret. But I’m going to set you free.”
”Don’t ever, ever give up on hope. Because it’s always there, no matter how dismal things might seem.”

Excessive flowery, cheesy prose. I can't do it, I'm sorry. DNF @ 20%

My heart has always been hung on hope.

He looked like discord.
Chaos with an easy, arrogant smile.
A perfect, controlled disorder.
The girl was calm and a raging fire.
Peace and a hurricane.
Modest and demure with a straight shot of vixen.

He fucked me exactly like I knew he would when I'd seen him that first time in the bar.
Arrogantly.
Confidently.
Relentlessly.


“Even hope needs a hero…”
“God. This incredible man.
So beautiful and giving, radiating a selfless kind of devotion behind that stunning, devastating exterior. Haunted by something he wouldn’t allow me to see.”
“My heart had always been hung on hope, and I sure wasn’t about to give up then. Not ever.”

