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350 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 15, 2016
A picture is worth a thousand words
“When I’m able to sleep, I dream of you. I think of… everything- you’re smile, your laughter, the way you make me feel so blessed just to be allowed to know you.”I think the best part of this story was watching the growth in both characters. The love from their counterpart made them both change for the better. Ollie seemed to bring Xanthe out of her shell some and showed her how truly beautiful she was. Xanthe changed Ollie’s initial perspective on people. No more judging people by the way they look or act, he gets to know them first.
I had a hundred thousand words of Xanthe. I needed to show her, show the entire world, that those words weren't wasted.
”Xanthe was a Pandora’s box of wonderment that I couldn’t wait to unleash into my world.”
”I’m not bothering with you, Xanthe. I belong with you.”
“she was seen as a sick person in need of help. What she had needed were people encouraging her, not judging her ... her ability to create amazing tales was discredited simply for the subject matter.”Xanthe began writing under an alias to avoid the stigma. In my opinion, this is a cool storyline, I could get behind it. But it was poorly executed.
“There was nothing better than waking up to Oliver Fairfax leaving a trail of soft, bushy kisses down my back”
“I wanted to rub all of me against his lightly furred self”Like ... OK, I get it. This man apparently has a banging beard, how many different ways are you going to bring it up?! PLEASE CHILL OUT.
“It’s hard to categorize books. Each story is a world unto itself. But if there’s a general theme, I suppose some people like to be guided in the right direction”
Ollie was a local socialite, and his face being on the cover of a book had Amsterdam buzzing. No one paid attention to me. No one even knew I lived in the same city as the man who represented my heart’s secret hero. And I was totally cool with that.
Her very existence was a balm to a heart I hadn’t even known had been aching for her my whole life.
♫All In by Lifehouse --These lyrics describe Oliver and how he feels after he screws things up in New York.
♫All night staring at the ceiling
counting for minutes I've been feeling this way
So far away and so alone
But you know it's alright
I came to my senses
Letting go of my defenses
There's no way I'm giving up this time
Yeah, you know I'm right here
I'm not losing you this time♫
“Two events had significantly altered the course of my life, and neither of them were anything I desired to discuss with anyone. The first one had cemented within me what I was bound to be—a writer. The second one had set me on the course to the next chapter of my life, and I was forbidden to even acknowledge it.”
“I’d found the perfect Donovan—rustic, swarthy, and heavily bearded. Man, that was an awesome beard! I’d found a man who completely physically defined all I had described of my fictional hero. Beautiful in the manliest way possible, he’d made my panties catch fire.”
“Her smile went even brighter, transforming her whole face. Suddenly, she was stunning. That smile…wow. It just lit up the world with small, straight white teeth and full lips that were a natural berry color. Looking closer, I could see she wore no makeup, which was impressive. Her skin was flawless. She’d be a breathtaking subject.”
“Xanthe smiled down on me, illuminating everything I loved about my life. Taking my hands, she laced our fingers and held them to her heart. “I love you, Oliver.” My eyes burned, and I found it hard to swallow past the emotion clogging my throat. “I love you, too, Xanthe.”
"I'm not bothering with you, Xanthe. I belong with you."