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386 pages, Paperback
First published August 5, 2014



”Love was insanity at its most beautiful – a madness of desperation and desire that made the most improbable choice possible.”




"Love was insanity at its most beautiful - a madness of desperation and desire that made the most improbable choice possible."
"Being with Aubrey made me feel, for one perfect moment, that maybe, just maybe, I could be someone else."
"They were at war against each other, Aubrey and the drugs. Both had a claim on me. I needed both. But they couldn’t coexist.”


“Don’t leave me,” he whispered, his words making me shiver.
I covered his hands, which held my face, with mine and stared up into eyes that pleaded with to me to stay. “You scare me,” I told him honestly.
He leaned down and rested his forehead against mine. He took deep, raspy breaths. “I scare myself,” he said.
“Why can’t you just be Maxx Demelo? I kind of like that guy,” I said, cupping my hand behind his neck.
Maxx smirked, a ghost of the smile I was familiar with. “I can be so much more for you. I want to be everything you could ever want.”
… “I just want you,” I told him, hoping he heard me.
“And I want you, Aubrey. All of you. Every tiny, perfect part. I want you to belong to me, only to me, so that you’ll never leave. Please don’t leave,” he whispered, a choking plea.
God, how could I deny him anything? He was practically shoving his heart into my hands, insisting that I take it. He wasn’t giving me a choice. And even if I had been given one, I knew the decision I would make. I would hold on to him – his heart, his soul – with everything I had.
“Being with Aubrey made me feel, for one perfect moment, that maybe, just maybe, I could be someone else.”
“You need to know that if you decide to do this with me, I’ll never be able to let you go. Not ever.”
“They were at war against each other, Aubrey and the drugs. Both had a claim on me. I needed both. But they couldn’t coexist.”
He was slowly being eaten alive. It was like watching a car driving full speed toward a brick wall. The sinking feeling of helplessness I remembered all too well made me momentarily immobile.
I would fail him.
I would lose him…
My feelings for Maxx were causing me to make decisions I never would have made in the past. I was forgetting about everything that had mattered to me, potentially throwing it all away to save a boy I was pretty sure didn’t want to be saved.
Love made us stupid.
Love made us blind.
Love could incapacitate us and leave us powerless.
And love could also make everything better.
I couldn’t let myself think anything less.
Love made us stupid. Love made us blind.
Love could incapacitate us and leave us powerless.
And love could make everything better.
He was something primal and unfettered- a force that would take everything and everyone down with him, burning it all in a violent flame. And then afterwards he would dance on the ashes.Maxx and Aubrey story was born from addictions... very different addictions but addictions all the same. Unfortunately the problem with addictions was that they came with cravings and cravings... well they needed feeding and so the vicious cycle began. There was nothing formulaic about the love they shared. If anything, it was all consuming, it was tragic, it was destructive and ultimately what unraveled made for car crash reading. There was no fluttering of butterflies. There was no overwhelming sense of excitement. And hearts and flowers... definitely not. What I got were two characters who were so flawed and so broken, who were crying out for help in their own way and who were ultimately in need of saving. The question was: could they save each other or had they reached the point of no return, dragging the other into their own personal hell?
This wasn't a story with a happy ending. Maxx and I weren't going to live that perfect life with the white picket fence. The only life we could have together was ugly, messy and destructive. And I knew without a doubt it would kill us both.
"I've found my way into hell, and wanting salvation is the only thing that keeps me going."


"Love was insanity at its most beautiful - a madness of desperation and desire that made the most improbable choice possible."
5 Stars and moving quickly into Follow Me Back to feel a semblance of reparation. Bravo, Ms. Walters.