Every little girl dreams of the fairytale. The one where the white knight rushes in to save her from the clutches of evil. They fall in love, have babies, and live happily ever after.
By that definition, my life should have been a fairytale too.
When I was eight years old, Caven Hunt saved me from the worst kind of evil to walk the Earth. It didn’t matter that I was a kid. I fell in love with him all the same.
But that was where my fairytale ended.
Years later, a one-night stand during the darkest time imaginable gave us a little girl. It was nothing compared to the pitch black that consumed me when I was forced to leave her with Caven for good.
At the end of every fairytale, the happily-ever-after is the one thing that remains consistent. It wasn’t going to be mine, but there hadn’t been a night that passed where I hadn’t prayed that it would be hers.
I owed Caven my life.
However, I owed that innocent child more.
And that included ripping the heart from my chest and facing her father again.
4 Heart Review by Ashley
If there is one thing I love about Aly Martinez's work, it is her ability to suck me and and not let go. And HOLY JAW ON THE FLOOR Written with Regret did just that. The opening alone broke my heart and had me itching to know what was next.
It started with chaos. Continued with a mystery. And progressed with fear and hope and mystery and anxiety love. This is the story of trouble souls who somehow, find solace and comfort in the fact that they understand the pain of their shared past. Both Caven and Hadley struggle with guilt. One from 'that day' and the other with their actions years later. Though they both did their best to make up for what happened and move forward.
The more I got to know Caven the more I just wanted to wrap him up and protect his tender and guarded heart. I loved the way he loved Rosalee. She was his world and such a bright spot in all the heaviness within the pages. Her joy and youthful innocence almost stole the show. But it was when Hadley came back into the picture that things took off. I felt Caven's fear and Hadley's hope as they tried to find a comfortable middle ground on what was best for Rosie. Though It didn't take that long for the lines Caven drew to get blurry where Hadley was concerned.
The glimpses into the past. The current myriad of emotions. I knew that it was building to something that was going to leave me devastated. And was I ever right. I mean this is Aly Martinez the other shoe had to drop at some point and when it did I was left totally speechless (like mouth hanging open, eyes bugging, blindsided). GAH!! I need the next part of this duet now!!
About the Author
Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children.
Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and olives. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.
She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.
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