Tuesday, September 1, 2015

REVIEW & BLOG TOUR: Thick Love (Thin Love #2) by Eden Butler **GIVEAWAY & EXCERPT**


He doesn’t ask their names.

He doesn’t deserve to know them.

Ransom Riley Hale's friends think his life is charmed: first string as a freshman on a championship-winning college football team. A father with two Super Bowl rings. A mother with platinum albums and multiple Grammies under her belt. But that brilliant shine on the surface hides the darkness beneath; it's all Ransom has ever known.

Despite the shadows he walked in, once there was a blinding light fracturing the darkness. It brought the promise of hope and happiness. He’d been careless, filled with pride and stupidity and lost that light. Ripped it from the world.

Now, the shadows are dimming again. Aly King surges into his life threatening to pull him from the darkness. She is everything Ransom can never be again. Her light feels too warm, promises him that there is more waiting for him beyond the shadows.

But the shadows are relentless, resurfacing when he thinks he is safe, and Ransom knows he must keep Aly from them too before he pulls her down into the darkness with him.


4-4.75 Slow Burn yet Beautiful Stars


First of all let me explain to 'me' THICK LOVE is not n easy light-hearted read, if your wanting an sugar coated hearts and flowers with wedding bells concluding in an HEA then walk away right now as your not going to get it here. Saying that let me explain that this is one EPIC LOVE STORY that touched my heart. Tougher loves, journeys such as this are the more worthy of reads, the ones you should take on, the ones that mean something, that touch our souls and really these are the EPIC reads, this is THAT. And Ransom deserves that story, he gets it here and he will get it in spades on book two. I just want you to understand the kind of LOVE your going to get here, RANSOM DESERVES AN EARTHSHATTERING STORY and boy are we getting it.


So what's it about?
Ransom is an 18 year old young man with issues, he has a darker past full of self guilt that plagues him. Something happened to him and his first love which he just can't seem to walk away from. Therefore he swallows himself in self pity and doesn't know how to handle hurt, doesn't know how to move on, doesn't know how to step one foot in front of the other without carrying that baggage right alongside him. He doesn't know how to breathe himself, to let himself feel the pain even though he has love in his life he's numb to the kind of love he needs and exists on past hurts and letting himself swallow in that.

I wanted Ransom happy. It's all I wanted. I wanted him to smile, to laugh and mean it. I wanted to take that shade from his eyes. I wanted him to kiss me and not feel guilty for doing it.

Aly is a young lady that has followed Ransom for over a year, she is strong and kick ass IMO and so becomes loyal to him in time. Aly though is strong because she has had to learn to stand on her own two feet without the help of others and not had love in her life, so I suppose in time Ransom without his own knowledge teaches Aly to lean on others and to be part of a family unit.


My Thoughts and Feelings
Love makes the most of us crazy and although it can question our sanity and make us into idiots, I'd say those people who rebel against it most are usually the ones that fall HARDER. Such as people like Ransom and Aly Cat.

There becomes a realisation when you understand the true meaning of the name of the book and what it represents, how its so significant to them.


What I loved
I loved the family aspect of the story, I honestly thought that was a HUGE key to their romance and journey. I enjoyed the bond and building bridges between father and son, mother and son, parents and Ransom. How openly they fit Aly into their family unit, then openly showed her what love is.

The way Ransom romanced Aly in the small moments, the dancing the sensuality of the way they moved, the music. I ADORED that, that's probably just me but the small parts spoke louder in some ways than the BIG parts.

And how much Ransom has sooo much to give and FEEL;
He taught her how to smile 
How to dance
How to sing
How to breathe
How to live.


THE EPILOGUE
Lets discuss this and the talk about the epilogue. I came to this part after numerous discussions and chats with Allison. We completely and utterly thought we worked something out, then we wondering if we should read it, but I went ahead and did anyway. I was expecting a SHOCK, so whoa and behold my conclusion to that, yes it is a cliffy for sure. But and after I calmed down some I would completely say this is Ransoms story, this is not a hearts and flowers read. It didn't bother me in the end I can understand where the author is leading us TBH it didn't faze me that much. Except I will say that it's a set up for book two IMHO it's an epic journey, a love story, these two are still kids. They have a lot to learn, so once I thought about this I really am thinking that this is just a beginning for book two. Just know I have HIGH expectations for book two, BIG STEP LADDERS, HUGE MOUNTAINS HIGH I expect a GREAT EMOTIONAL READ so no pressure from moi lol. In the end Ransom does deserve an EPIC love story, this was definitely that. Think HFN and not HEA yettttt......

To be Continued....

I apologise for the digest, this has got to be one of the most difficult reviews I've had to do for a while. I hope you'll take the chance because honestly this author and the characters she's created are EXTRAORDINARY.

ARC gifted via As the pages turn in exchange for an honest review

“Dance with me,” I said. He only stared up at me blankly.
“I don’t feel like practicing.”
“I’m not asking you to practice. I’m asking you to dance.”
Ransom’s body stiffened when I picked up his hand, but he didn’t fight me. “Just be here with me. Me and you and the music.”
We came together in the center of my living room with that slow, soothing music wrapping around us. There was no Kizomba, no prequel to a seduction we both wanted to avoid. There was just Ransom bending low, arms around me, hand taking mine to hold against his chest. After a few seconds, the tension lessened, and his body did not feel as rigid. It felt peaceful, and safe, and simple—just two people, holding each other, swaying to the music.
His mouth hovered near my forehead and as we moved together with no form or practiced steps, Ransom’s grip on my waist got tighter. “I wish I could breathe again. I want that so bad.” The words were whispered, low.
I closed my eyes, reminding myself that I couldn’t touch him.
“Ransom. You can.”
He looked down at me and right then I saw just how lost he was. This realization didn’t come from flippant comments he made to me or desperate excuses I overheard him make. It was all there right in his eyes—the loneliness, the pain, as though each mistake he’d made was etched into the rise of his cheekbones and the worried, faint lines on his forehead. He was still drifting; he had been drifting for so damn long.
The pain in his eyes drew me in. There was nothing I could say that would make his hurt lessen. There was nothing that would take him from the lingering sorrow he’d created for himself. So I didn’t speak, didn’t give him advice I knew he’d never take. I just watched Ransom’s eyes, and felt the slow way he moved. And then with my hand on the back of his neck, I pulled his face towards me, I took his lips, kissing him, pouring into that kiss everything I’d held back from him since we first met.
This is who I am. This is what I want. That voice came from someplace hidden and secret inside me.
It was minutes, minutes of nothing but my mouth on his, nothing but two people finding solace in each other, before I realized I’d messed up.
He didn’t seem to want me to pull away, but didn’t stop me when I did. Shaking my head, I smoothed the collar on his shirt, unable to look at him. “I’m...modi, Ransom, I’m sorry.”
Ransom pulled my chin up and smoothed his thumb over my cheek, down the slope of my chin before he returned his attention to my eyes. “I don’t think I am.”
It was a moment I thought I’d always wanted. Him looking at me like I was real, like he saw me, finally saw me. I’d seen that look once before, just as Ransom whispered my name and kissed me over and over the first time. It wasn’t the look of someone hopeless. It was open and raw and I realized right then that I’d give anything for Ransom to never stop looking at me.
But this was against our rules. This wasn’t how we were supposed to be. I took his hand, thought of pulling it away from my face but didn’t have the strength, liked how it felt on my face too much. “Friends don’t kiss, Ransom.”
A small nod, and his eyes narrowed. His grip around me tightened. The music around us swelled. “No, they don’t,” he said, still touching my face, inching closer and I knew, right then, he was definitely not my friend.



Eden Butler is an editor and writer of New Adult Romance and SciFi and Fantasy novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum. Her debut novel, a New Adult, Contemporary (no cliffie) Romance, “Chasing Serenity” launched in October 2013 and quickly became an Amazon bestseller.

When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden edits, reads and spends way too much time watching rugby, Doctor Who and New Orleans Saints football.

She is currently imprisoned under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana.

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2 comments:

  1. This looks like my kind of book adding to my TBR for sure thanks for the giveaway

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    1. Your welcome, I hope you enjoy it when you get round to reading it ~ Katy xo

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