Review: First review
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 03 4, 2014
So.... here I am again; )Some time ago a came across a book, this book with a pic of a bunch of motorcycles on the cover. I was going through a biker phase at the time, so off I went, asked about It around in a couple of groups. It had recently went live and not many people knew about it. Off I went to 1 click it. I was in love, bikers, girls in love with best friends brother and "he" loved her. I mean her dream came true. This book was filled with all kinds of love, and I loved it. Until it killed me.. gutted me.. and I sat there and cried, and cried. Couldn't sleep that night, totally wrecked... tried talking about in a group and was told " it's just a book, MOVE ON", WTF, did she not understand what I was going through, woke up thinking about it. I pimped this book on facebook and to friends to mix reactions. Needless to say I was mad at this author for putting me through this.After a couple of weeks life went on;) But in back of my mind lived the ghost of that biker book...then people caught on to the book and couldn't wait for book 2. I was still mad, but NO ONE was keeping me away from The Way Home. Bought it as soon as it went live.... and then it sat there for maybe weeks. I could not bring myself to read it, did not want to cry, didn't want to go back to that dark place again. Everyone was reading it and encouraging me to do so. Wouldn't you know it.. start reading the prologue and AC Bextor does it to me again. Ugly, ugly tears, read just the prologue and shut down my kindle. No more for me.. I'm pissed, I was told by the author I would like it!!!? Like? Crying, this gutting feeling.. hell no. Some days passed...and I'm literally trying to spin it, this book, this ending to MY satisfaction. Then it hit me... OH, NO SHE DIDN'T!!! She COULD NOT DO THIS!!! Did she? Didn't she? Could it be, only one way to find out. I spent all night reading cried ugly tears, happy tears, loved and hated what was done to me. Woke up to a major book hangover and swollen eyes and all I could think of was "when does the next book come out", lol. So.. here I am going on and on, with this long ass post, but it was I long time coming. Thank you, thank you for putting out books that gutted me, wrecked me, made me cry ugly tears, that had me walking around like a zombie for days, that had my kids asking me why I was crying and my husband telling them I was crazy. LOVED whole experience and I forgive you;)