Synopsis
I come from a family of fighters. I
always thought I’d follow in their shadows, becoming unstoppable in the ring.
That changed the day I saved the life of a woman I loved, but could never have.
My
brother hailed me as a hero, and my reward was a wheelchair.
Paralyzed, my life became an inescapable
nightmare.
Until I met her.
Ash Mabie had a heart-stopping smile and a
laugh that numbed the rage and resentment brewing inside of me. She showed me
that even the darkest night still had stars, and it didn’t matter one bit that
you had to lie in the weeds to see them.
I
was a jaded asshole who fell for a girl with a knack for running away. I
couldn’t even walk but I would have spent a lifetime chasing her.
Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest
battles of my life.
Fighting the shadows of our past.
Fighting to reclaim my future.
Fighting for her.
*ARC provided by the author in exchange for honest review*
*Spoilers for Fighting Silence* If you haven’t
read the first book then there will
be spoilers for that book*
I’m a huge Aly Fan. I have been reading her
books for some time now. And after her latest book I’m really excited for
Quarry Paige’s book.
One thing I do love that Aly does in her books
is the way she sets up for the next book at the end of previous one.
I loved Flint. I will say I was a bit
skeptical about him being in love with Eliza. I just didn’t buy into that. I
might have if it would have gave hints or something throughout the first book,
but it was just like bam in your face at the end of book 1. Lucky thought
everything get resolved.
As for Ash, I wasn’t a huge fan of hers at the
very beginning. She was quirky and …strange at first. I definitely had to get
use to her character, but obviously I had to have liked something for rating it
4 stars. By the second half of the book her character does grow on me, and the
book expands three years. I felt that her character does grow, but she also
still has her sense of humor, which I also do kind of like.
I might not have liked her at first but she
honestly does grow on you. I loved that she was a timid little whiner that
whines over everything.
This book actually does deal with a series
issue like the first book. Which is something that I actually like about her
books. Everything is real…you go through several emotions thought out this
book, or at least I did. I was happy for Flint at times, and times I was heartbroken
for him. The things that he goes through are pretty extensive and knowing that
he does come out on top is pretty great. I loved Flint. I loved loved his
alphaness. Sure, he had a few WTF moments where I wanted to knock him in the
head, but despite that he is still one of my favorite Aly men.
Overall, I think it’s safe to say I really
enjoyed this book. I wasn’t a big fan of Ash at first but that obviously
changed pretty fast. Flint was stole my heart long with Quarry, Till and Slate.
4
out of 5 stars!
Flint’s highly anticipated emotional
story is FINALLY here!
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Excerpt
I dropped to my hands and knees,
following the noise. “Got it!” I shouted, stretching my arm under the bed and
barely catching the alarm clock with the tips of my fingers.
I quickly turned it off, and he had
apparently found the second alarm, because the room fell blessedly silent.
Well, that was until I heard Flint breathe, “Fuck,” from behind me.
It was then that I remembered I was naked
and kneeling with my chest to the carpeted floor and my ass sticking straight
up in the air. I glanced over my shoulder to find him standing, staring down at
me, his already large cock thickening between his legs—a sight that had me
returning his curse.
“Don’t move,” he commanded when I started
to sit up.
As Flint’s heated eyes leveled me, there
was a part of me that felt as though I should have covered up. But I didn’t
feel insecure at all. Under his gaze, I felt more secure and wanted than I had
in my entire life, and for that alone, I pressed my ass even higher into the
air.
“I lied. Get on the bed, but right back
in that position.”
First, I had other plans. I sat up but
didn’t push to my feet. Instead, I spun on my knees and slowly crawled over to
him.
“Don’t do that,” he warned, but his eyes
said otherwise.
“I have a few apologies to make.” I
licked my lips.
“On the bed, Ash.”
“No,” I responded.
He arched an admonishing eyebrow, which I
ignored.
“You did a lot of things to me last
night—things I loved. But there was something I wanted to do.” I wrapped my
hand around his hard-on, steadily gliding to the tip and back again. “I’m going
to suggest you sit down.”
And for once, Flint didn’t have a retort.
He backed up to the edge of the bed and dropped his crutches to the floor. I
smiled in victory as I followed him forward, running my hands up his thighs
until I reached the base of his cock. Then I lowered my head to kiss the tip.
“Wait,” he urged.
But I was done taking his orders. I slid
his length as deep as possible into my mouth. “Fuck,” he hissed.
“Wait,” he repeated as I glided back up
his shaft. He pulled me upright before bending forward to kiss my shoulder.
Using my chin to tip my head, he forced my eyes to his. “I said wait.” He
chastely kissed my mouth and teased his hands down my sides to rest on my hips.
Then the ground below my knees
disappeared and the entire world turned upside down.
Literally.
A loud laugh escaped my throat as Flint
flipped me onto the bed to join him. He juggled me like a rag doll until he
until he found a position that suited him—kneeling over his face.
I stopped laughing immediately when his mouth
sealed over my clit.
Then I cried out as his long finger found
my opening. His other hand darted between us and lifted his cock toward my
mouth.
With a swirl of his tongue, he dropped
his head to the bed long enough to say, “Now, apologize all you like while I
have breakfast.”
I gasped as his fingers began a rhythm
inside me that left me unable to focus on anything else.
“Are you sore?”
“A little.” I managed to pull myself
together long enough to find his cock again. But I instantly regretted my answer
when he removed his finger.
“Then you come on my mouth, but you
better get busy.” He swatted my ass deliciously hard before using each cheek to
pull me down to hover only a centimeter from his mouth. “Because I’m coming in
yours too.” He pulled me down until I completely covered his face, licking and
sucking in a deep and greedy way I should have been embarrassed by.
But embarrassment would have required
thoughts, and right then, every single brain cell I possessed had abandoned me
in the hunt for climax.
I came on his mouth, all right. Then,
when I finally got my act together, he came in mine as well. And Flint being
Flint, well, he was such an overachiever that he insisted on showing me exactly
how much he accepted my sexual apologies. So, before I fell asleep on his
chest, I came one last time with his hand between my legs.
I decided I could live with two alarm
clocks if that was the wake-up call they provided.
Haven’t read this series yet? Meet Flint Quarry, Till & Eliza
in Fighting Silence
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About
the Author
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a
stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of
twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she
has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a
glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to
add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she
shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re
hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.
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