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Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.

Evelyn Thomas's plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man in her room, and a...
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Overview


Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.

Evelyn Thomas's plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man in her room, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.

One thing is certain, being married to one of the hottest rock stars on the planet is sure to be a wild ride.

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Library Journal
05/15/2014
Evelyn Thomas has always stayed on the straight and narrow: getting good grades, avoiding boys, and pursuing architecture for her father's sake. But she plans to change all that for one wild night in Vegas—her 21st birthday. What she doesn't plan on is waking up on the bathroom floor with a splitting headache and a massive ring on her finger, courtesy of rock star David Ferris, her new husband. Highs and lows (and lots of sex) abound as the two try to navigate their nuptials away from annulment and toward marital bliss. Scott (Flesh; Skin) has crafted a thoroughly entertaining erotic romance in this first book in her "Stage Dive" series, with endearing, interesting characters both primary and secondary. "Ev" is a delightfully relatable protagonist, with pluck, neuroses, and a fantastic sense of dark humor; her chemistry with the sarcastic albeit sensitive rocker David is tangible from the start. The novel moves at a steady pace that is realistic without trudging, although things don't start getting steamy until halfway through. Those seeking more immediate, explicit gratification might do well to look elsewhere—the LJ 3/15/14 column, for a start! The action that does take place is hot and sweet, perfectly embodying the novel's overall tone. VERDICT Scott has gotten off to a strong start with this fun, sexy story that also introduces plenty of intriguing characters for sequels (Play is scheduled for August; Lead, November). Libraries that circulate erotica and erotic romance should definitely consider.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781466854208
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 11/11/2013
  • Series: A Stage Dive Novel , #1
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 547
  • File size: 936 KB

Meet the Author


USA Today bestselling author Kylie Scott is a longtime fan of erotic love stories, rock n' roll, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia she reads, writes and never wastes time surfing the internet.
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CHAPTER ONE
 
 
I woke up on the bathroom floor. Everything hurt. My mouth felt like garbage and tasted worse. What the hell had happened last night? The last thing I remembered was the countdown to midnight and the thrill of turning twenty-one—legal, at last. I’d been dancing with Lauren and talking to some guy. Then BANG!
Tequila.
A whole line of shot glasses with lemon and salt on the side.
Everything I’d heard about Vegas was true. Bad things happened here, terrible things. I just wanted to crawl into a ball and die. Sweet baby Jesus, what had I been thinking to drink so much? I groaned, and even that made my head pound. This pain had not been part of the plan.
“You okay?” a voice inquired, male, deep, and nice. Really nice. A shiver went through me despite my pain. My poor broken body stirred in the strangest of places.
“Are you going to be sick again?” he asked.
Oh, no.
I opened my eyes and sat up, pushing my greasy blond hair aside. His blurry face loomed closer. I slapped a hand over my mouth because my breath had to be hideous.
“Hi,” I mumbled.
Slowly, he swam into focus. He was built and beautiful and strangely familiar. Impossible. I’d never met anyone like him.
He looked to be in his mid to late twenties—a man, not a boy. He had long, dark hair falling past his shoulders and sideburns. His eyes were the darkest blue. They couldn’t be real. Frankly, those eyes were overkill. I’d have swooned perfectly fine without them. Even with the tired red tinge, they were a thing of beauty. Tattoos covered the entirety of one arm and half his bare chest. A black bird had been inked into the side of his neck, the tip of its wing reaching up behind his ear. I still had on the pretty, dirty white dress Lauren had talked me into. It had been a daring choice for me on account of the way it barely contained my abundance of boobage. But this beautiful man easily had me beat for skin on show. He wore just a pair of jeans, scuffed black boots, a couple of small silver earrings, and a loose white bandage on his forearm.
Those jeans … he wore them well. They sat invitingly low on his hips and fit in all the right ways. Even my monster hangover couldn’t detract from the view.
“Aspirin?” he asked.
And I was ogling him. My gaze darted to his face and he gave me a sly, knowing smile. Wonderful. “Yes. Please.”
He grabbed a battered black leather jacket off the floor, the one I’d apparently been using as a pillow. Thank God I hadn’t puked on it. Clearly, this beautiful half-naked man had seen me in all my glory, hurling multiple times. I could have drowned in the shame.
One by one he emptied the contents of his pockets out onto the cold white tiles. A credit card, guitar picks, a phone, and a string of condoms. The condoms gave me pause, but I was soon distracted by what emerged next. A multitude of paper scraps tumbled out onto the floor. All had names and numbers scrawled across them. This guy was Mr. Popularity. Hey, I could definitely see why. But what on earth was he doing here with me?
Finally, he produced a small bottle of painkillers. Sweet relief. I loved him, whoever he was and whatever he’d seen.
“You need water,” he said, and got busy filling a glass from the sink behind him.
The bathroom was tiny. We both barely fit. Given Lauren’s and my money situation, the hotel had been the best we could afford. She’d been determined to celebrate my birthday in style. My goal had been a bit different. Despite the presence of my hot new friend, I was pretty sure I’d failed. The pertinent parts of my anatomy felt fine. I’d heard things hurt after the first couple of times. They sure as hell had after the first. But my vagina might have been the only part of my body not giving me grief.
Still, I took a quick peek down the front of my dress. The corner of a foil package could still be seen, tucked into the side of my bra. Because if it was sitting there, strapped to me, no way would I be caught unprepared. The condom remained whole and hearty. How disappointing. Or maybe not. Finally plucking up the courage to get back on the horse, so to speak, and then not remembering it would have been horrible.
The man handed me the glass of water and placed two pills into my hand. He then sat back on his haunches to watch me. He had an intensity to him that I was in no condition to deal with.
“Thanks,” I said, then swallowed the aspirin. Noisy rumbles rose from my belly. Nice, very ladylike.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked. His glorious mouth twitched into a smile as if we shared a private joke between us.
The joke being me.
All I could do was stare. Given my current condition, he was just too much. The hair, face, body, ink, all of it. Someone needed to invent a word superlative enough to describe him.
After a long moment it dawned on me that he expected an answer to his question. I nodded, still unwilling to unleash my morning breath, and gave him a grim smile. The best I could do.
“Okay. That’s good,” he said.
He was certainly attentive. I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve such kindness. If I’d picked up the poor guy with promises of sex and then proceeded to spend the night with my head in the toilet, by rights he should be a bit disgruntled. Maybe he hoped I’d make good on the offer this morning. It seemed the only plausible explanation for why he’d linger.
Under normal conditions, he was light-years out of my league and (for the sake of my pride) worlds away from my type. I liked clean-cut. Clean-cut was nice. Bad boys were highly overrated. God knows, I’d watched enough girls throw themselves at my brother over the years. He’d taken what they’d offered if it suited him, and then moved on. Bad boys weren’t the stuff serious relationships were made of. Not that I’d been chasing forever last night, just a positive sexual experience. Something not involving Tommy Byrnes being mad at me for getting a smear of blood on the backseat of his parents’ car. God, what a horrible memory. The next day the douche had dumped me for a girl on the track team half my size. He then added insult to injury by spreading rumors about me. I hadn’t been made bitter or twisted by this event at all.
What had happened last night? My head remained a tangled, throbbing mess, the details hazy, incomplete.
“We should get something into you,” he said. “You want me to order some dry toast or something?”
“No.” The thought of food was not fun. Not even coffee appealed, and coffee always appealed. I was half tempted to check myself for a pulse, just in case. Instead, I pushed my hand through my crappy hair, getting it out of my eyes. “No … ow!” Strands caught on something, tugging hard at my scalp. “Crap.”
“Hang on.” He reached out and carefully disentangled my messy do from whatever was causing the trouble. “There we go.”
“Thanks.” Something winked at me from my left hand, snagging my attention. A ring, but not just any ring. An amazing ring, a stupendous one.
“Holy shit,” I whispered.
It couldn’t be real. It was so big it bordered on obscene. A stone that size would cost a fortune. I stared, bemused, turning my hand to catch the light. The band beneath was thick, solid, and the rock sure shone and sparkled like the real deal.
As if.
“Ah, yeah. About that…” he said, dark brows drawn down. He looked vaguely embarrassed by the ice rink on my finger. “If you still wanna change it for something smaller, that’s okay with me. It is kinda big. I do get your point about that.”
I couldn’t shake the feeling I knew him from somewhere. Somewhere that wasn’t last night or this morning or anything to do with the ridiculous beautiful ring on my finger.
“You bought me this?” I asked.
He nodded. “Last night at Cartier.”
“Cartier?” My voice dropped to a whisper. “Huh.”
For a long moment he just stared at me. “You don’t remember?”
I really didn’t want to answer that. “What is that, even? Two, three carats?”
“Five.”
“Five? Wow.”
“What do you remember?” he asked, voice hardening just a little.
“Well … it’s hazy.”
“No.” His frown increased until it owned his handsome face. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. You seriously don’t know?”
What to say? My mouth hung open, useless. There was a lot I didn’t know. To my knowledge, however, Cartier didn’t do costume jewelry. My head swam. Bad feelings unfurled within my stomach and bile burnt the back of my throat. Worse even than before.
I was not puking in front of this guy.
Not again.
He took a deep breath, nostrils flaring. “I didn’t realize you’d had that much to drink. I mean, I knew you’d had a bit, but … shit. Seriously? You don’t remember us going on the gondolas at the Venetian?”
“We went on gondolas?”
“Fuck. Ah, how about when you bought me a burger? Do you remember that?”
“Sorry.”
“Wait a minute,” he said, watching me through narrowed eyes. “You’re just messing with me, aren’t you?”
“I’m so sorry.”
He physically recoiled from me. “Let me get this straight, you don’t remember anything?”
“No,” I said, swallowing hard. “What did we do last night?”
“We got fucking married,” he growled.
This time, I didn’t make it to the toilet.
*   *   *
I decided on divorce while I brushed my teeth, practiced what I would say to him as I washed my hair. But you couldn’t rush these things. Unlike last night, when I’d apparently rushed into marriage. Rushing again would be wrong, foolish. That, or I was a coward taking the world’s longest shower. Odds were on the latter.
Holy, holy hell. What a mess. I couldn’t even begin to get my head wrapped around it. Married. Me. My lungs wouldn’t work. Panic waited right around the corner.
No way could my desire for this disaster to go away come as a surprise to him. Puking on the floor had to have been a huge hint. I groaned and covered my face with my hands at the memory. His look of disgust would haunt me all my days.
My parents would kill me if they ever found out. I had plans, priorities. I was studying to be an architect like my father. Marriage to anyone at this stage didn’t fit into those plans. In another ten, fifteen years, maybe. But marriage at twenty-one? Hell no. I hadn’t even been on a second date in years and now I had a ring on my finger. No way did that make sense. I was doomed. This crazy wedding caper wasn’t something I could hide from.
Or could I?
Unless my parents could not find out. Ever. Over the years I had made something of a habit of not involving them in things that might be seen as unsavory, unnecessary, or just plain stupid. This marriage quite possibly fell under all three categories.
Actually, maybe no one need know. If I didn’t tell, how would they find out? They wouldn’t. The answer was awe-inspiring in its simplicity.
“Yes!” I hissed and punched the air, clipping the shower head with the side of my fist. Water sprayed everywhere, including straight in my eyes, blinding me. Never mind, I had the answer.
Denial. I’d take the secret to my grave. No one would ever know of my extreme drunken idiocy.
I smiled with relief, my panic attack receding enough so that I could breathe. Oh, thank goodness. Everything would be okay. I had a new plan to get me back on track with the old one. Brilliant. I’d brave up, go and face him, and set things straight. Twenty-one-year-olds with grand life plans didn’t marry complete strangers in Vegas, no matter how beautiful those strangers happened to be. It would be fine. He’d understand. In all likelihood, he sat out there right now, working out the most efficient method to dump and run.
The diamond still glittered on my hand. I couldn’t bring myself to take it off just yet. It was like Christmas on my finger, so big, bright, and shiny. Though, upon reflection, my temporary husband didn’t exactly appear to be rich. His jacket and jeans were both well-worn. The man was a mystery.
Wait. What if he was into something illegal? Maybe Id married a criminal. Panic rushed back in with a vengeance. My stomach churned and my head throbbed. I knew nothing about the person waiting in the next room. Absolutely not a damn thing. I’d shoved him out the bathroom door without even getting his name.
A knock on the door sent my shoulders sky-high.
“Evelyn?” he called out, proving he at least knew my name.
“Just a second.”
I turned off the taps and stepped out, wrapping a towel around myself. The width of it was barely sufficient to cover my curves, but my dress had puke on it. Putting it back on was out of the question.
“Hi,” I said, opening the bathroom door a hand’s length. He stood almost half a head taller than me, and I wasn’t short by any means. Dressed in only a towel, I found him rather intimidating. However much he’d had to drink the previous night, he still looked gorgeous, as opposed to me—pale, pasty, and sopping wet. The aspirins hadn’t done nearly as much as they should have.
Of course, I’d thrown them up.
“Hey.” He didn’t meet my eyes. “Look, I’m going to get this taken care of, okay?”
“Taken care of?”
“Yeah,” he said, still avoiding all eye contact. Apparently the hideous green motel carpeting was beyond enticing. “My lawyers will deal with all this.”
“You have lawyers?” Criminals had lawyers. Shit. I had to get myself divorced from this guy now.
“Yeah, I have lawyers. You don’t need to worry about anything. They’ll send you the paperwork or whatever. However this works.” He gave me an irritated glance, lips a tight line, and pulled on his leather jacket over his bare chest. His T-shirt still hung drying over the edge of the tub. Sometime during the night I must have puked on it too. How gruesome. If I were him, I’d divorce me and never look back.
“This was a mistake,” he said, echoing my thoughts.
“Oh.”
“What?” His gaze jumped to my face. “You disagree?”
“No,” I said quickly.
“Didn’t think so. Pity it made sense last night, yeah?” He shoved a hand through his hair and made for the door. “Take care.”
“Wait!” The stupid, amazing ring wouldn’t come off my finger. I tugged and turned it, trying to wrestle it into submission. Finally it budged, grazing my knuckle raw in the process. Blood welled to the surface. One more stain in this whole sordid affair. “Here.”
“For fuck’s sake.” He scowled at the rock sparkling in the palm of my hand as if it had personally offended him. “Keep it.”
“I can’t. It must have cost a fortune.”
He shrugged.
“Please.” I held it out, hand jiggling, impatient to be rid of the evidence of my drunken stupidity. “It belongs to you. You have to take it.”
“No. I don’t.”
“But—”
Without another word, the man stormed out, slamming the door shut behind him. The thin walls vibrated with the force of it.
Whoa. My hand fell back to my side. He sure had a temper. Not that I hadn’t given him provocation, but still. I wish I remembered what had gone on between us. Any inkling would be good.
Meanwhile my left butt cheek felt sore. I winced, carefully rubbing the area. My dignity wasn’t the only casualty, it seemed. I must have scratched my behind at some stage, bumped into some furniture or taken a dive in my fancy new heels. The pricey ones Lauren had insisted went with the dress, the ones whose current whereabouts were a mystery. I hoped I hadn’t lost them. Given my recent nuptials, nothing would surprise me.
I wandered back into the bathroom with a vague memory of a buzzing noise and laughter ringing in my ear, of him whispering to me. It made no sense.
I turned and raised the edge of my towel, going up on tippy-toes to inspect my ample ass in the mirror. Black ink and hot pink skin.
All the air left my body in a rush.
There was a word on my left butt cheek, a name:
David
I spun and dry-heaved into the sink.

 
 
Copyright © 2013, 2014 by Kylie Scott

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 17, 2013

    Good story....but

    Cute story, but don't write a book based in the U.S. with characters from the U.S. that use terms that we don't use....like "I'll ring you" or "bloody"....I am a native Oregonian and the language left me cringing and took away from the story....

    11 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 27, 2013

    Fantastic!

    Great story, great characters, and lots of sexy scenes. Starts in as and goes to L.A. then ends in Portland. Good girl goes crazy in Vegas, accidentally gets married to Hot rocker and somehow through ups and downs stay married. I can only hope there is going to be a story for Mal, Jimmy and Sam. Plans are needed to be made;)

    9 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 18, 2013

    Really good

    This was a really good book, looking forward to more by this author

    8 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 17, 2013

    Good

    I was bored and scrolling thru new releases for something to grab me...and grab me it did! I love the characters and really felt all the ups and downs of their relationship. Some of the plot was predictable, and some of it caught me by surprise. All in all, I'm grateful I found it and hope the next book is released soon.

    8 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 18, 2013

    Loved it

    I could not put it down. Was a great book. I hope there are more.

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 27, 2013

    Great

    I really enjoyed this book. Can't wait for more.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 27, 2013

    Unlike the rest

    Unlike others in the rock star romance category, this was had heart and humor. The characters seemed real. I look forward to future books in this series.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 26, 2013

    Wow

    Wow did this story grab me. I love ev and davids story. Can u please clone him? The cover art is great too! I hope their story and that of the rest of the band continue...you could banish martha!!

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 26, 2013

    Lick

    I have read alot of books in the past year and this has to be in my top 5. Very well written and the characters have a real feel to them. Absolutely loved Lick!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2013

    this was good

    i really enjoyed reading this story. i am going to look for more of Kylie Scott books to read.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 16, 2013

    Wonderful characters.

    I really enjoyed this story & these characters! Funny & heartwarming. Strong & likeable lead female . Don't pass up.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 16, 2013

    Loved it!!!

    Fantastic book, wish it didnt have to end

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 8, 2013

    more from this reviewer

    I saw a lot of buzz about this title, so I had to grab it from N

    I saw a lot of buzz about this title, so I had to grab it from NetGalley.  I'm so glad I did because I was introduced to a group of guys that were more than the typical rock band living the sex, drugs and rock and roll anthem.  They had issues, they didn't deal with them and in the case of David a spur of the moment trip to Vegas brought him the only woman who wanted him for him.




    On her twenty first birthday, Evelyn Thomas take a trip to Vegas hoping to cut loose.  But a bottle of tequila and a sparse memories of the night before bring her face to face with a man she thinks looks familiar but can't really be sure.  Thinking puking in front of some random guy is bad enough, but she discovers that while in her tequila haze she not only got a tattoo but she also married her handsome stranger.  Now they both have to deal with the repercussion of their decision and decide if what they have it worth fighting for.




    David Ferris is not your typical rock God guitarist.  Sure he's extremely talented, hot as sin and tattooed, but he's got a gentle soul that is looking for someone to look past the fame, fortune and window dressings to see the real David.  He found that with a very drunk Evelyn in Vegas.  She didn't know who is was and didn't let him get too full of himself.  So he was rightly upset when he realized the next morning she didn't remember a single thing from the night before.  What David didn't realize is how hard it was going to be to leave Evelyn behind.  She had gotten under his skin and no matter what he might say or do to push her away, he can't seem to let her go.  She grounds him and makes him realize there is more to life than his band.




    Evelyn was a girl stuck living a plan that had been developed by her parents.  She was to graduate from college and become an architect, just like her dad...even if that prospect didn't make her happy.  Her night in Vegas might have made her a huge disappointment to her parents, but it brought Evelyn the one person that knew her life plan sucked and stood by her in decided what she wanted to do to make herself happy.  Evelyn also had a ton of insecurities when it came to her relationship with David and the lifestyle that he leads.  When the one thing he swore he wouldn't do looked like it happened, Evelyn convinced herself she didn't fit into David's world.  Evelyn had a hard time getting out of her own way, because she was so caught up in her own insecurities, but in the end she realized just what she meant to David and what he meant to her too.




    A great read that lived up to the hype online.  I can't wait to see what Diver is going to be next.  I'm hoping it's Mal, because I know there's a story there.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 12, 2014

    4.5 Stars from me!

    I enjoyed this first book in the Stage Dive Series. I mean who doesn't want to wake up in a Vegas Hotel Room with a big rock on your finger and a hot guy taking care of you. Okay, I don't, but it worked in fiction land! I enjoyed this enough to buy and read the second in the series, Play and plan to buy the others. If you love a rock star romance then you will enjoy this. ENJOY!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 10, 2014

    This book has been hanging out on my library shelf for months.

    This book has been hanging out on my library shelf for months.
    What the hell was I waiting for!!!
    I devoured this one sitting...
    Loved David, equally loved Ev...
    My heart was David's...I could feel his pain that very first morning when Ev woke up not remembering marrying his sexy ass. After that he could do no wrong in my eyes.
    They were so cute together. I was routing for them the whole way through.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 23, 2014

    Amazing

    Amazing

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 23, 2013

    I am glad I ended reading this book. I was afraid it would be li

    I am glad I ended reading this book. I was afraid it would be like the other rocker books I've tried, with lots of groupies and
    unneeded drama, but it surprised me how much I like the main characters and I got such a kick out of Mal. 

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 26, 2013

    Loooved it

    So its a lot of things that bring this book together so great. I'm not going to spoil anything however this book is about over dealing with the past, growing stronger and keeping true to yourself as well as opening yourself to something everyone is after. This is a MUST read!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 25, 2013

    Loved it!!!

    Loved it!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2013

    Good

    I really liked this book. I loved the characters and there story.

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