They say everyone’s a superhero to someone. I’m not sure who I’m supposed to save, but I know who saved me.
We were kids. His name was Christopher. And up until the day he pulled me from death’s grip, he was nothing more than a boy I felt sorry for. In a blink of an eye, he became the only person who made me feel safe.
And then he disappeared.
Now I’m seventeen. I’m not a kid anymore. I haven’t been for years. While death didn’t take me that day, the things that happened left me with scars—the kind that robbed me of everything I once loved and drove me into darkness. But more than anything else, that day—and every day since—has taken away my desire to dream.
I wasn’t going to have hope. I wouldn’t let myself wish. Those things—they weren’t for girls like me. That’s what I believed…until the new boy.
He’s nothing like the old boy. He’s taller and older. His hair is longer, and his body is lean—strong and ready for anything. I don’t feel sorry for him. And sometimes, I hate him. He challenges me. From the moment I first saw him standing there on the baseball field, he pushed me—his eyes constantly questioning, doubting…daring. Still, something about him—it feels…familiar.
He says his name is Wes. But I can’t help but feel like he’s someone else. Someone from my past. Someone who’s come back to save me.
This time, though, he’s too late. Josselyn Winters, the girl he once knew, is gone. I am the threat; I am my worst enemy. And he can’t save me from myself.
Author Ginger Scott is one of my favorite authors. Her writing is tight, her character development is solid and you lose yourself in her stories as soon as you start to read. This book is no different.
I fell in love with Wes and my heart ached for Joss and all that she had endured in her childhood. But Wes… there’s something special about him. Possibly paranormally so. I love his influence on Joss and how he builds her up and convinces her to stop her self-destructive behavior just by loving her. It seems there is nothing Wes can’t do, and he’s always there when she needs him. And she loves him too.
And then, author Ginger Scott broke my heart. I cried and my eyelash extensions fell off. THEY FELL OFF! But it was so worth it, because then she pieced my broken heart back together. Now I need to have my eyelash extensions replaced.
I’m not going to say more about this story because I want you to go into this blind like I did. Things happened that I did not see coming, and I love when authors can surprise me. Read this book and you’ll know what I’m talking about. Even if you’re wearing eyelash extensions. 😉
I was generously provided an ARC in exchange for an honest review.