5+++++ Flying Stars
Deep breathes in deep breathes out.....
I love reading romance I'm a smut reader and I'm also a ROMANCE reader but I just love LOVE I love how people meet, I'm a people watcher and when reading a book I get myself in the zone where I am completely engrossed on the romance of the story and them. That being said I also love stories that are about LIFE and MAGIC about taking me to a place that gives me good memories or being part of a couple where magic exists in world a that struggles to understand that way of life. And this SERIES is just that.
WARNING***This is a DUET and needs to be read together so if you haven't read The Traveling Man please read that first as this review will contain some mild spoilers although I have tried not to keep it a minimum.***
Book Two begins a month after book One finished and where they had a month of separation, in that they begin a new relationship based on truth one where Aimee wants to know about secrets, and she wants into Kes's heart where he explains who he truly is and not keeps himself to himself any more. At this point in the game Aimee is a school teacher and Kes is a free man who travels with his carnie family he's a bird that flies and not one where he stays put in one place at a time, yet here he is trying out what it's like to be with Aimee but that comes with Aimee worrying about how Kes will deal with living in normalcy and also with Kes worrying how and if Aimee will leave him. Kes knows nothing else so if he looses Aimee what will that leave him with. They really do have to work on talking and the first quarter you will quench that relationship in full force take on board their emotions and feelings and what troubles they are going through present and past.
There is a good amount of Character development in this one where they spend a good amount of time exploring themselves as adults it is much more of a mature story which they needed, you as a reader will then understand them and see how they grow independently with Aimee letting go of her worries and just being with Kes and his lifestyle choice and Kes likewise doing vise-versa with Aimee. Yet together in a relationship you truly see how they weld together as a unit and not only that but as leaders of a their Family the Mum and Dad in many ways this story is a good round about way to seeing them grow as individuals and as a team, as a couple that love each other with all that they are.
Kes is still very much an Alpha Male and is high on 1. with sexual and sensual testosterone but also 2. protecting his woman, he loves Fiercely and they are definitely the kind of men I love to read about above all else, except he is also a good companion and is all for Loving his woman whole heartedly he see's what Aimee was seeing previously and just wants happiness for her. I suppose a good amount of this conclusion is about them working out where they fit in the world and how to exist in it.
Letting go of how social society expects you to conduct ones self and how we should behave and also how people see us from the outside. That is how we question ourselves right? Is it ok to fly? yet with Kes its who he is, its how he was brought up, it's how he lives and with him yes yes it's 100% ok to be like that. Its definitely ok to be different because Kes is one sexy male but he also one Beautiful person on the inside and he protects and loves his family Fiercly. Aimee alongside him makes him just stronger in that, Aimee fights for her Man and also believes its ok to fly likewise as a team.
Above all this is the PERFECT conclusion in my opinion to their LOVE STORY. It may not have the magical edge that book one had, but is most definitely a magical way of living and a beautiful ending that had me turning the pages again and again. And to them THEY are HOME. Jane is one AMAZING storyteller and I will most definitely read her stories in the future. And for memories sake it made me remember being a child and going to the carnival/Fair myself if there's anything you need to do anytime through life its to go to the fair and enjoy yourself Live, Breathe and Love.
"It is me, Kes. It's the girl who let a strange boy climb in her window; it's the 16 year old girl who stroked you until you were hard while we lay on the grass at the back of the carnival field; it's the girl who gave you her virginity, even though she knew that you were leaving in a few days. The girl who's been lost for years, sleepwalking through her life. Until I found you."
To Sum Up
Will I re-read ~ YES
Will I Recommend this book ~ Yes
What will I take from this series ~ To take chances and to LIVE.
Will I read anything Jane writes ~ Yes 100% definite.
Read Katy's TRAVELING MAN Review.
ARC via Love Between The Sheets in exchange for an honest review
The children sat on the grass around the edges, chattering loudly. Then Zef appeared in his leathers, carrying his helmet.
“Holy shit! Who’s hottie number two?” Mirelle hissed.
“That’s Zef, one of the other stunt riders from the display team.”
“Oh my God! Do they have a special laboratory where they make smokin’ hot motorcycle riders?”
“You should see Tucker, the third guy. He’s hot, too, but he totally knows it. They all do. Tucker and Zef are both players.”
“Good to know,” Mirelle muttered, straightening up and sticking out her boobs as Zef strolled toward Kes and Principal Browne. “Introduce us later,” she demanded.
Mentally, I was rolling my eyes. She’d been warned, the rest was up to her.
Kes disappeared, and I assumed it was to change into his leathers, as well. A familiar gnawing anxiety twisted my stomach, and I remembered how hard it was to watch Kes throwing his body fifty feet into the air and come crashing down again. It wouldn’t be that high today, but still…
The children cheered when Kes and Zef came roaring onto the field, performing spins and turns, wheelies and slides.
Then they took to the ramp, doing a pared down version of the usual show. I cringed as I saw the small ramps buckle and bend as they landed their bikes, but Kes had pitched the act perfectly between drama and humor. He and Zef had added a new trick of tossing a football to each other mid-jump. The children loved that.
As he finished, he stood in the center of the field and pulled off his helmet, waving at the kids and teachers as they cheered for him.
I was clapping along with everyone else when my hands fell to my sides.
“What’s wrong?” Mirelle asked.
I turned to stare at her.
“Look at him in front of a crowd,” I sighed. “See how brightly he shines. This is where he belongs. I’ve always known it.”
Mirelle turned to look at Kes.
“Yes, I see it, too,” she said quietly.
“I can’t keep him here, can I?”
Mirelle looked at me sympathetically. “No, chica, it would be wrong. He’s got you, but there’s nothing else here for him.”
I nodded slowly.
“What does that mean for you?” she asked. “Are you going to give up on your dreams?”
As I sat up straighter in my seat, I saw Kes’s lips curve upwards, although whether that was because he could sense my excitement, or because he was in a place that felt like home, I couldn’t say.
The fair wasn’t open yet; instead it lay dormant, the wide avenue of the midway with its silent stalls and unplayed games, its tricks and delights, waiting to unleash its pleasure on the paying public. It was a world within a world, a community of others, where being different was celebrated, expected, valued. It was also painted with a new face, hiding a darker history behind arcade games, glitz and glamor.
I rolled down the window and imagined that I could smell the faint scent of the fair: hotdogs, onions, cotton candy. I was transported back over a decade, to the first time I’d visited the carnival, the first year I’d met Kes. It was magical to me then, and even though Kes had been the one to show me the puppet’s strings behind the illusion, the magic had not lost its power. I was home.
Kes steered the car around to the staff area, and I realized for the first time how vast this fairground was.
“Kes,” I breathed. “This place is huge!”
“Yeah, one of the bigger ones,” he said nonchalantly.
We were still driving around the perimeter.
“How big are we talking?”
He shrugged. “Uh, 550 acres, give or take. Almost a square mile.”
“Wow! And the arena where you’re performing?”
He looked at me sideways. “Ten thousand people.”
My jaw dropped open, and it took me several tries before I could get the words out.
He scratched his thumb over his eyebrow. “It’s not sold out. So, maybe eight or nine thousand.”
“Oh my God! Ten thousand people are coming to see you? That’s crazy!”
He gave me a wry smile as I babbled.
“I mean, not crazy! Of course not! That’s great! In fact, it’s freakin’ awesome. Ten thousand people.” I couldn’t get my head around it.
“Yeah, it usually gets sold out on the last day.”
I gulped. “How … how many days are you doing the show?”
Kes grinned at me. “Three days.”
I stopped speaking. I literally stopped speaking.
“I never thought I’d live to see this day,” he laughed. “Aimee Andersen is speechless.”
I live in a small village by the ocean and walk my little dog, Pip, every day. It’s on those beachside walks that I have all my best ideas.
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