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After shy, quiet Lucy and her family move from their small hometown in Minnesota to Seattle, Washington, she is surprised when Ryan, the most popular boy at school, asks her out. Soon, she is swept up in a whirlwind romance and her naive and trusting nature allows her to fall head over heels in love with her too-good-to-be-true suitor. Suddenly, Lucy finds herself enraptured by the excitement of her new relationship, leaving her blinded to the warning signs of danger ahead. Can her fairy tale romance last, or ...
After shy, quiet Lucy and her family move from their small hometown in Minnesota to Seattle, Washington, she is surprised when Ryan, the most popular boy at school, asks her out. Soon, she is swept up in a whirlwind romance and her naive and trusting nature allows her to fall head over heels in love with her too-good-to-be-true suitor. Suddenly, Lucy finds herself enraptured by the excitement of her new relationship, leaving her blinded to the warning signs of danger ahead. Can her fairy tale romance last, or will she find that her prince charming is more like a wolf in sheep's clothing?
If you'd asked me about my life a year ago, I would've told you it was boring, white-bread, middle-class-peanut-butter-and-jelly-sandwich-in-my-pink-polka-dot-lunch-bag-every-day boring. That was before everything changed. That was before I met him.
So, here I am a year later, on the floor of some stranger's parked car, trying not to breathe for fear of being discovered. The inside of the car reeks of day old fast food and dirty feet, but I don't dare raise my head, even for cleaner air. Instead, I wait for the headlights to fill the cracks where the doors hinges leave tiny fissures in the metal, letting small bits of light through. I know the light is coming from his headlights and when the light passes over me, there will be a brief window of opportunity I can use to escape and run for my life.
Finally, after I hear the distinctive ping of his diesel engine, and his precious cherry red Mercedes passes me, I carefully open the door and climb out of the backseat as noiselessly as possible. My eyes dart nervously, taking in my surroundings. The long, orderly, suburban street looks quiet. All the houses are black, with the exception of a few scattered televisions sending pulsing light out into the night. Now is my chance. Mason is only ten houses away and he has the tools to free me from this hellish nightmare. He knows my anguish. Tonight he will be my white knight.
Keeping low to stay in the shadows, I begin to move as quickly as I can down the street. I can see Mason's house now. My skin starts to prickle with anticipation. Adrenaline is coursing through my veins and has been for several hours. I stand up, making myself taller than the car for the first time all night. Suddenly, I realize how sore my back is and a little yelp escapes my mouth as my vertebrae complain at their mistreatment. My guard is down for ten seconds, and somehow, from some invisible hiding place, a dark figure emerges and grabs me from behind. It happens so fast that I don't even yell. All that comes out is a small murmur, not even enough to rouse the sleeping dogs. I feel his arms wrap around me like a straight jacket and I thrash wildly, made more powerful by my fear. Still, his strength trumps mine and he holds me tight.
"It's okay, Lucyloo," he coos in my ear. "I got ya." He knows I don't want to be held. His words are coming from some demented place from within him, some place that he kept hidden from me when we first met. For a second, I rest, letting him believe that I am giving up. I need the time to think.
No one is coming for me. He made sure of that. The worst part is that I let him. I even defended him when my friends warned me and then eventually left me, growing tired of my excuses. I watched him lull my parents, creating a persona that they could trust. Heck, I believed him too. He looked the part—clean-cut, good grades, well spoken. Everything my parents wanted for me. His words were just right and his beautiful blue eyes were like quick-sand, pulling me in, deceiving me without giving away the danger. Now I'm in knee deep, covered in the toxic lies of his trap. I am like an insect, tangled in his sticky web of deceit, but I still have one last trick up my sleeve. I know his ego is huge, and his need to feel control consumes his every waking thought. At least I finally understand this now.
Taking a breath, I force my rigid body to seem relaxed. I lay my head back against his chest and let him feel my hair against his neck. He always liked that. He didn't let go, but his stance loosened just the tiniest bit.
"You got me," I purr as I lie against him. "How did you know I wanted you to get me?"
Inside, my stomach is lurching and it is all I can do not to vomit on his shiny new tennis shoes but I hold it together. I have to; it is my only hope of escape.
A strange laugh rumbles in his throat, making a fresh wave of nausea roll over me.
"I knew you really wanted me. I told my dad that I didn't need his help but he didn't believe me."
I feel him release his grip a little at a time as his confidence grows. Despite my best efforts, my breathing begins to quicken in anticipation of my escape. His arms, while still around me, are soft, almost loving. For one small second, I wonder if it something has changed, if he will let me go voluntarily,' and then I look down the street at Mason's house and my mind snaps back to reality. Like a gust of wind, a microburst of power comes from somewhere deep inside me. I throw off my captor's arms and sprint. My long legs fly beneath me, putting distance between us. Sweat beads up behind my knees and on my back despite the cold air of the early morning hours.
For a second, he stands frozen, as if his ego will not accept the reality of his defeat, and then the anger rises up in him, taking a form of fury that causes him to bellow in pure rage. As the terrible sound carries through the night, it sends terror through me like a white-hot bolt of lightning, searing up what little love I had left for him. All at once, his feet connect with the pavement and he begins to chase me again, this time driven by his lusty desire for vengeance.
As I focus on taking one breath at a time, the pounding of our footsteps on the damp pavement reminds me of a wildly beating heart and I find myself coming back again and again to one thought. How did I get into this mess? Then, with sickening clarity, I remember. Oh, yeah, I was the new kid.
Posted September 6, 2012
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Disturbing, Creepy and Scary
Have you ever seen Sleeping with the Enemy?
Well this book is a teenage up to date version.
' As i focus on taking one Breath at a time, the pounding of our footsteps on the damp pavement reminds me of a wildly beating heart and I find myself comimg back again and again to one thought. How did I get in this mess? Then with sickening clarity
i remeber. Oh, yeah, i was the new kid.
Shackled has a young girl falling in love with the wrong guy.
Lucy Taylor has just relocated to Seattle, Washington with her family. Leaving behind the only home and friends she has ever known in Minnesota. On Lucy's first day she meets Ryan Hillstead. Ryan is the elected school counsel rep who was assigned to show her around the school. Lucy is attracted to Ryan and she suspects that he is popular. Her suspicions are confirmed after she overhears girls gossiping about him.
On Friday night Lucy is up in her room when the doorbell rings. She knows it is not for her since she has yet to make friends at her new school. So when Lucy hears the familiar deep male voice speaking to her mother she is SHOCKED. Ryan. Ryan came by to see if Lucy wants to join him and his friends at the beach for a bonfire. She gladly accepts.
Things move fast Lucy finds herself spending more and more time with Ryan. The two become a couple. Slowly Lucy starts to see another side of Ryan. A colder side. All to late she realizes Ryan is not the sweet, loving well put together boyfriend she thought he was. NO. He is controlling, Possessive and manipulative. He is also out to keep Lucy all to himself. In Shackled.
Bone Chilling. This book is told in multiple pov's. Although you mainly get Lucy's pov throughout most of the book. The author also provides a whole lot of inner monologue. But i did not mind one bit because it allows you to see the characters emotions and how they face internal battles of right vs wrong. I think everyone should read this book. Mother, Father, Sons, Daughters, Sisters and brothers. Because Abuse and Domestic Violence can effect everyone.
Lucy- Sweet and naive.
Brecken- An awesome friend. the small glipmses we get she proves to be a good friend to Lucy.
Mason- Love him. His love for Lucy proves to be the motivation she needs to fight.
Ryan- Controlling and super possessive. Not at all whom he betrays to be.
Writing Style- Honest, Compelling and at times creepy
Steam Factor- Low very Pg-13
Overall- I Loved it!!! Read It!!!
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Posted July 11, 2012
I'm going to start by saying that as a mother, this was an emotional read for me. I kept picturing my daughter or nieces responding this way to a boy and it made me hurt. I'm going to try very hard not to reveal any spoilers, but you may get the idea based on my feelings.
Lucy. I liked her as a character, but also felt like she was a bit naive, therefore making bad choices. She never really had a boyfriend before, so when Ryan starts paying attention to her, she feels special. I get that. I totally get it. It didn't make it any easier to see her falling for a guy who clearly has some deep issues. In the end though, Lucy does recognize that this is not a healthy situation. Thank goodness.
I really couldn't stand Ryan, even from the beginning. He just seemed too good looking, too perfect, but also seemed to be way overprotective and overbearing. I'm all for an Alpha male, but he gave me the creeps. That being said, near the end, I had developed some compassion for him based on the situation. He was raised to be the way he was and I really think he knew his behavior was wrong. Maybe I'm wrong, but I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.
Now on to Mason. I really liked Mason and felt like his character was a bit underplayed. He really seems to be a great guy and genuinely cares for Lucy. I would have liked to have seen him more in the story.
As for the story, I mention that it was a bit difficult to read. It's because of the subject matter. I liked the story and I liked the way it developed, but it was hard to read. I found myself involved in the story and in the characters lives. I wanted to wrap Lucy up and take her away from Ryan. I have one qualm that I have to mention. Most of the book is written from Lucy's POV, but there are a few chapters with Ryan and Mason's POV's written in third person. That just bugged me. I think it would have flowed better if all POV's were told in first person.
So, I bordered on rating this a 3 or a 4. The reason I went with the 4 is because I kept thinking about it later on. I've had over a week since reading the book and it's still very fresh in my head. Reflecting on the story now, it reads like it would be a good script for a show or movie. I would recommend this book, but be advised that there is some difficult subject matter.
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Posted June 27, 2013
When reading the back cover of this book, I did not know how I was going to feel reading about an abusive relationship. However, Carling has managed to tactfully portray a very real problem in today’s society. I could not put this book down! In the beginning, it starts like any other romance book. Boy meets girl, boy and girl go on a few dates, and inevitably boy and girl become boyfriend and girlfriend. But then, a darker force is brought into the equation. Domestic abuse is something that people do face and the characters go through the full range of emotions throughout this book. It only took me four hours to get through the whole book and I couldn’t stop turning the pages to see what Lucy would decide to do. I applaud Carling for taking on the task of writing about such a sensitive topic and succeeding so well. And to all others, I encourage you to read this book!
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Posted July 20, 2012