Meet Willow and Kane in the newest stand alone by Harper Sloan!
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Blurb
Mirror, mirror ... who's the fairest of them all?
I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn't grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all 'mean girls.'
And those mean girls were right - it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world - and I knew the answer would never be me.
The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.
The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.
Well, that's definitely not Willow Tate.
No. That will never be me.
Because I'm completely imperfect.
And ... I hate myself.
I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.
Review
I am so full after reading this book. I attempted to leave the author a message, but FB was acting up so I decided to go ahead with my review.
To be completely honest, from the start to the middle of the book I wasn't sure if I could continue reading it. Willow was so easy to root for and so sad. With a lifetime of being treated like dirt from her step-father and half sister Willow believed every horrible thing they said to her and about her. Honestly, it was very hard for me to read how terrible they were to her. Literally, I put my IPAD2 down several times as I made my way thru the exposition that explained how damaged Willow was. I couldn't help but WISH [upon a star] that she would stop being such a disgusting doormat and DO SOMETHING. And that is why Harper Sloan did such a good job with this book.
I figured I couldn't be sickened by Willow and her so-called family so much if the author had done a sucky job at introducing them. Score one for her because Willow's family as well as her good for nothing dandy ex-husband were ultimate evil. Not one good thing came out of their mouths or their lives. I was so ecstatic when Willow decided to get a divorce and to try to live for herself.
Cue Kane.
Celebrity actor Kane Masters has wanted Willow ever since he met her. Though, he can tell that she has a troubled past, but that doesn't stop the feelings that he has for her. He wants her and he wants her permanently. Kane is tired of vapid celebrity chasers after him for his money and fame. He is ready for someone he can build a future with. Someone with substance. Someone like Willow. I was all for Kane pursuing Willow, but I knew he would have his work cut out for him.
When Kane finally makes headway with Willow we are given a juicy side plot. There are rumors going around that Kane and his friend Mia are a celebrity couple with a deep secret, but Kane says otherwise. So now Willow is trying to grab life by the horns and experience all that she can, but every few steps this deep secret keeps tripping her up. Another win in the author's corner because just when I was starting to wish there was more to this book than just self-hatred and learning to love yourself I was given an engaging secondary plot.
B+ read. Pieces were hard to read and there were times I wanted to strangle Willow, but overall I enjoyed her journey to a better life with friends, family and a significant other that loved her for her.
Excerpt
“Are you nervous right now?”
I nod.
“Tell me why.” His demand, steady and calm, gives me the courage I need to tell him. To open a vein and bleed my insecurities.
“I’m not perfect,” I whisper.
“And neither am I, Willow. I don’t want perfect. What so many see as perfect, to me, is fake. Perfect isn’t achievable naturally. No one, and I mean no one, is perfect.”
I’m shaking my head before he’s even done speaking, but one long finger comes up and presses against my lips before I can speak.
“No, let me finish. There isn’t beauty in perfection. It’s as fake as the image the word projects. Beauty is found in imperfection, Willow, because to admit you’re not perfect means you’re admitting you’re not whole and absolute. When I think of myself, I see someone willing to admit he’s as far from complete as it gets because, in order to get to that perfection, I need to find the other part of me who will make my life better. To take all the faults I have and fill them, and only then will I be there. You see, the way I see it, the only way to become perfect is to find that perfectly imperfect person who brings it out of you.”
When he stops, I swear I might have stopped breathing. How am I supposed to respond to that?
“Do you trust me?” he asks, his voice strong and sure.
“Yes, Kane. Nerves or not, I do.”
“Then let me show you what I see when I look at you.”
He brings his hands up, framing my face once again in a way I’m quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of. His warm eyes implore, begging me without words to let him continue. I do not intend to stop him, regardless of the butterflies currently taking over my system. I’m all in.
About the Author:
Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed 'Estrogen Ocean', much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero--the super alpha kind!
Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn't take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.
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