My Thoughts
After the death of someone close to her Calla draws within herself. She finally begins to remember things and that includes the fact that she has had a boyfriend. She and Dare have been together for months and he has stayed with her through everything. She decides that she has to go to her family home in order to get answers. Quite frankly the girl can use a vacation. She is in desperate need of rest after all that has happened. Oh and her boyfriend has some secrets of his own hidden. Once there for a bit she begins to question who in her life that she can actually trust.
I really enjoyed the suspense of this book. I thought I had figured out what was happening, but the reality is that I had no idea. I loved that.
I give Verum 4 hearts!
I really enjoyed the suspense of this book. I thought I had figured out what was happening, but the reality is that I had no idea. I loved that.
I give Verum 4 hearts!
About the Book
The truth shall set you free.
My name is Calla Price and I’m drowning.
My new world is a dark, dark ocean and I’m being pulled under by secrets.
Can I trust anyone? I don’t know anymore.
The lies are spirals. They twist and turn, binding me with their thorns and serpentine tongues. And just when I think I have it figured out, everything is pulled out from under me.
I’m entangled in the darkness.
But the truth will set me free.
It’s just ahead of me, so close I can touch it. But even though it shines and glimmers, it has glistening fangs and I know it will shred me.
Are you scared?
I am.
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Together, we float to the surface, still intertwined. We break through the top and I suck in a
breath and Dare is staring into my eyes.
There’s tension here, but not the bad kind. It’s the kind that ignites you, the kind that
intoxicates you, the kind that once you taste it, you’ll crave for the rest of
your life.
I’ve forgotten that I was going to be careful, that I was
going to reject him on every level.
All I can remember, all I can focus on, is how veryalive
Dare DuBray is making me feel in this moment, how alive he always makes me
feel.
For a girl who has been surrounded by death her entire life,
this is a very big deal.
“I’m a little afraid of you,” I blurt honestly, and Dare
still has his arms around me. Our
treading water motions keep our legs rubbing together, the friction still
there.
Hot,
Hot,
Hotter.
Dare smiles, but there is no humor in it.
“Good.”
“Why?”
My honesty makes me seem innocent, but I don’t know how to
play games. I have no experience with
the opposite sex at all.
“Because that makes you feel something.”
But he’s hesitant now and he looks away. There’s something
he wants to say, it’s balanced on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it.
“What is it?” I ask softly.
“Just tell me.”
He wants to, I can tell. His secrets are killing him. He
just wants to be normal, he’s just acting out a role.
I don’t know why I feel like I know this. It’s just there, suddenly resting on my
heart.
“You don’t have to be someone you’re not,” I murmur
quietly. His dark eyes snap up to mine
and he pulls his hands away. There’s something in his eyes now, something
guarded, and our easy afternoon has come to an end.
“What makes you think I am?” he snaps. “Pretending to be
something I’m not, I mean.”
I’ve somehow annoyed him, and I don’t answer because I don’t
know what to say.
“I’m not being someone I’m not, Calla,” he says coolly as he
strides from the water. “I’m being who
you need me to be.”
I’m utterly confused, and I’m dripping wet.
“We don’t have towels,” is all he says when I follow him. My
clothing soaks up the water and it is a very cold ride back home.
Dare doesn’t say another word and I leave him in the garage.
I don’t see him at dinner, and I don’t see him the rest of
the night.
But as I lay in bed around midnight, I see his car leave the
garage.
I don’t see him come home, and I’m awake for half the night
waiting.
I have no idea where he goes when he slips away.
Somehow, I think he wants it that way.
There’s a fork in the road and even though I see it, I can’t
avoid it.
One road goes left, one goes right, and neither of them end
well.
I feel it in my bones,
In my bones,
In my bones.
I sing a song of nonsense, and it sings back. The notes echo and twist in the air, and I
swallow them whole.
“Come out,” I call behind me, because I know they’re
there.
I can’t see them, but they’re always watching.
Eyes appear, blood red, and they blink once, twice, three
times.
“I can see you,” I announce and there’s a growl and then I’m
crushed beneath the dark, beneath the weight, beneath the oppression.
“You don’t scare me,” I lie.
There’s savagery here, there’s grace.
But above all, there’s oblivion and no matter what I do, I
will be sucked into it.
I know it.
I feel it.
I’m crazy.
And it doesn’t matter.
I’m the rabbitrabbitrabbit and I’ll never be free.
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About the Author
Courtney Cole is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller coasters and hates waiting and rude people.
Courtney lives in quiet suburbia, close to Lake Michigan, with her real-life Prince Charming, her ornery kids (there is a small chance that they get their orneriness from their mother) and a small domestic zoo.
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