> “H. Hunting pens a heartbreaking tale that leaves readers absolutely breathless from beginning to end. One of her best books yet!” From New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting writing as H. Hunting, comes a beautifully written and emotional new adult romance, Little Lies, available now! I don’t want you. Download your copy today or read FREE in Kindle Unlimited
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5 Heart Review by Lorena
Helena Hunting has definitely started one ridiculously awesome series with all the younglings after the Pucked series. Lavender and Kodiak were totally the most lovable couple I've ever read. For them to to have such a special bond between them since they were just innocent little kids was beyond the best thing I've ever read. Lavender has suffered from anxiety all her life but when she ends up having the scare of her life at a young age, her anxiety becomes extra and the only person who could calm her is Kody. He's always known how to comfort her no matter what. But as they start growing up and Kodiak is going to start high school, both their parents think their level of closeness is becoming toxic for each other and they need a break from one another. Kodiak's parents move them away to another state and he loses touch with Lavender. Fast forward when they're in college now and Lavender's twin River is the most overprotective towards Lavender out of all the brothers. He's always wanted to be to Lavender what Kodiak was always to her but he's never been able to get that close to her, even though they are extremely close, but the closeness between Lavender and Kodiak was very different. Kodiak has done things to make Lavender hate him even though deep down inside he's always, and I mean always loved her. The question now is can Kodiak redeem himself and prove to Lavender that all he's ever done is love her unconditionally? Can Lavender forgive and forget since Kodiak has always been the love of her life? This is hands down the best book I've read by H. Hunting this year! Excerpt The front door swings open, and the never-ending nightmare that is this day smacks me in the face like a long-expired sausage. Kodiak stands in the doorway wearing only a pair of swim shorts, wet hair sticking out all over the place, water dripping on the damn floor. But God, is he ever glorious. Muscle layered over muscle, thick biceps flexing as he holds the doorjamb, a mischievous grin popping the dimple in his left cheek.My heart seizes and gallops. I miss this version of him: the one that smiles and doesn’t hate me. He ruins everything a moment later by bellowing, “Who’s fucking in the driveway?” His gaze moves to Dylan, who looks as horrified as I feel, but as it shifts to me, his smile drops and my stomach tightens. “You should really go,” I tell Dylan. “I’ll see you around.” He disappears into his car and barely has the door closed before he’s backing out of the driveway and screeching down the street. I adjust my backpack on my shoulder and head for the house, steeling my spine and my nerves because Kodiak is still standing in the middle of the doorway, his face a mask of indifference. I try to brush by him, but he stays where he is, making it impossible. I sigh, exhausted beyond belief. I just want to go upstairs and have a good, cathartic cry. I try to mirror his apathy. “Can you move so I can get into my house?” His brow furrows as his eyes move over my face. He lifts his hand, like maybe he’s thinking about touching me. There’s no way I can handle that. I jerk back and swat his hand away. “What are you doing?” “Your lip is bleeding.” “Don’t act like you actually give a shit, Kodiak.” “Tell me what happened.” His voice is low and soft, and for whatever reason, that makes me even angrier, so I lash out, wanting to wound him the way he keeps wounding me. “You, Kodiak. You happened, and you ruined my goddamn life. Now get the hell out of my way.” I elbow past him, almost tripping over several sets of running shoes. I head straight for my bedroom and lock the door behind me. I slide down the wall until my butt hits the floor and close my eyes, taking deep breaths. I imagined the concern in his voice. I imagined the pain that sat heavy behind his eyes. We see what we want to, not the truth, especially when it hurts.
About Helena Hunting ![]() New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy. Connect with Helena
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