Sorozat: Full Tilt
Fülszöveg: SPOILERS FOR FULL TILT....
Reeling from her loss, Kacey Dawson is grieving and heartbroken, her addictive demons hauling her back into the alcohol-soaked abyss she worked so hard to crawl out of. Kacey teeters on the edge of oblivion, and must fight her way through the pain, to build a new life for herself with her music, and somehow fulfill the promise she made to Jonah…one she feels is impossible to keep.
Theo Fletcher has a secret burning in his heart, one that he holds close, while he struggles to keep strong for his family that is falling apart. His mother’s health is fragile and his father’s disapproval is breaking him down. Theo is afraid if he follows his heart, he’ll fail, and not just himself, but his brother who believed in him when no one else did.
Drawn together by their pain, Theo and Kacey slowly build a friendship, re-forge old ties, help each other to heal, and give one another the courage to reach for their dreams. Together, from the depths of grief and guilt, they learn to laugh again, to trust again, and quite possibly find something beautiful and lasting amid the shattered pieces of their broken hearts.
Part II of the two-part Full Tilt duet, coming Oct 2016
PLEASE NOTE, this novel is NOT a standalone. It is highly recommended one read Full Tilt first to get the entire arc of the story and to avoid spoilers.
I don’t lie when I say this book was the most anticipated one of the year. I couldn’t get out of my mind the first book since I’ve put it down while fighting against tears. I know there’re readers whom like to read series in no order. So, please, don’t read this one if you did not read Full Tilt. It’ ll spoil you the whole story. Thank you.
Where I was? Oh, yes. So, Emma Scott always gets to my heart with her books. And I knew this book will make my heart clench and my soul cry. The tissues were ready, so I started my journey. And what a trip was it. I can’t even find the right words to describe the deepness in it.
I cried – a lot. But I smiled, too. There’s an unbelievable harmony here. Emma Scott does magic with her words. It’s really not hard to fall in love with her stories and characters.
Kacey and Theo is the couple I won’t forget. Ever. Maybe, there’ll be a thousand more couples, but they’ll be in my heart. Forever. Love has no limits. They’ve taught me that.
I have nothing else to say. Read this series. Just…read it and fall madly in love with it.
Nem hazudok, ha azt mondom, hogy számomra ez volt az éve egyik legjobban várt könyve. A Full Tilt azóta nem ment ki a fejemből, mióta könnyekkel küszködve, majd hatalmas csata árán veszítve, letettem. De könyörgöm, ne olvassátok el ezt a regényt, de még ezt az értékelést sem, ha még nem olvastátok az első részt. Mert akarva-akaratlanul is olyan dolgok bukkanhatnak fel benne, ami, hacsak egy kicsit is, de elronthatják az élvezetet.
Emma Scott mindig a lelkem mélyéig hatol. Nem olvastam még tőle olyan könyvet, ami ne ragadta volna magával a szívemet. Tudtam, hogy ez a könyv jól megdolgoztatja majd a szívemet és a lelkemet. A zsepikészlet elő volt húzva, hát készen is álltam az utazásra. Ami nem is akármilyen kiruccanás volt. Egyszerűen szavakat se találok arra, milyen mélységeket tárt fel bennem ez a történet.
Sírtam – nagyon sokat. De mosolyogtam is rendesen. Hihetetlen harmónia van ebben a regényben. Emma Scott varázslatosan ír. Nem lehet nem beleszeretni a történetébe, a karaktereibe.
Kacey és Theo az a páros, akit sosem felejtek el. Jöhetnek még ezren, ők akkor is a szívemben fognak élni. Örökre. A szerelem nem ismer határokat. Ezt ők tanították meg nekem.
Nincs mit mondanom. Ez a sorozat is kihagyhatatlan.
I had a second chance to make things right.
I wasn’t alone anymore.
And that was enough.
That was everything.
Never give in or give up.
Because love always wins. Always.
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All In Excerpt:
I concentrated on the music, pretending to listen and resolutely not looking at Theo. But the damn music was bluesy, sexy… A slow burn of want and longing. It dialed into my already aching body, filling me with a need to be touched.
A shadow fell over me, and I looked up to see Theo standing, his hand outstretched.
“Dance with me.”
It wasn’t a request, and my traitorous body was already rising to its feet before I could think.
Theo took my hand in his and led me to the small dance floor, where a dozen other couples were swaying to the music. Some, driven by the sultry tones of the song and the singer’s smoky voice, were grinding their hips together, thighs intertwined.
Theo slung my arms around his neck, then put his hands on my hips, and began to move.
I’d never stood this close to Theo before. Our bodies pressed tight. Our faces so close, I could smell the sweet heat of his food, the bitterness of beer, the salt of his sweat. His heart beat thick against mine. The ragged exhale of his breath.
“You told me at the wedding you didn’t dance,” I said, every part of my body conscious of touching every part of his.
His mouth shaped the words, “I lied,” but no sound reached me over the music.
I could barely breathe. I was losing myself in him. Our eyes locked. I couldn’t look anywhere but at him. The light brown of his eyes fiery, like a shot of whiskey backlit by a white-hot flame. His hips ground a slow circle against mine, his thigh inching between my legs. One arm slid around my waist, the other came up the middle of my back, holding me close. My arms wound around his neck, my fingers burrowed into his damp hair.
“I like this,” he murmured. His whole body was flush against mine. I could feel its power, the strength of his muscles holding and moving me with the music. The hollow of his neck glistened. I felt my own sweat slide over my collarbone and between my breasts. My blood was on fire in a way that was entirely separate from the Louisiana summer. A heat Theo was building in me with every roll of his pelvis against mine. I felt the stiffness of his jeans against my skin as his hand slipped down to my ass, pressing me tighter against him. Grinding in a dance that felt more like…
Emma Scott is a writer, marathon runner, and caffeine addict, who lives and writes in the California Bay Area. She has two smart, feisty little girls, a super-supportive husband, and is a demonstrated fan of the Oxford comma. She is also an unabashed Star Wars geek and comic book enthusiast who fell into romance novels when a writing contest prompt turned a 1000-word romantic story into a full-blown novel. She also writes epic fantasy that suffers an epic word count.
She hopes you enjoy her work, encourages readers to leave feedback, and thinks it's amusing to write about herself in the third person. And if she has a driving force the fuels her work, it's that love always wins.
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