Are you ready to meet Rhys & Fi in the newest romantic
stand alone by S.L. Jennings?
INK & LIES IS NOW LIVE!
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Blurb
From International Best Selling Romance Novelist, Hope Hughes, comes a gripping, heartfelt tale of two lovers, fighting for the freedom to…
No. Scratch that. Too cheesy.
…two people, torn apart by the tumultuous tides of life, only to discover refuge in…
WTF? What does that even mean? DELETE.
…two people, confused as shit as to where they should be and who they should love and none of this means a damn thing because it’s all lies!
Lies.
I’m not Hope Hughes. I’m not some fierce woman romance machine. Hell, I’m not even a woman.
I’m a liar.
And while I refuse to believe my own BS, deceit masked in heartfelt phrases of love and devotion, I want to make her believe them. Because maybe—just maybe—if she can find the soul within my words, she’ll also be able to find the truth scribbled on my heart.
You see, I once lived for the perfect plot twist.
I just never expected to actually live it.
This is my story. Well, maybe her story. I just wish I could make it our story.
The one I’m still writing.
Excerpt
“Yeah, but…” Her eyes grow wide and glossy as she tries to sift through all the reasons why that theory shouldn’t apply to her. In the end, she relies on her heart. “You said I wasn’t like those other women…that those other women weren’t me.”
I should tell her she’s right. I should put her out of her misery and reassure her that the last ten years were as real and meaningful to me as they were for her. That even though I may sling gift-wrapped bullshit for the general public, only she knows the true, honest parts of my heart. But with my tongue possessed by the taste of her rejection, I play the petty card, and do just the opposite.
“I guess I was wrong, especially considering yesterday’s events. Maybe you’re no different from them. And maybe you were right about me…that I do sabotage with sex to keep people at arm’s length. Because in the end, that’s all I want anyway, right?”
“You don’t mean that.”
I nod. “Yeah. I do.”
“So what are you saying?” The hurt is so thick in her throat that I can barely hear the words.
I suck in a breath, and scrub a hand over my forehead. “You were right about me. About us. We shouldn’t have done…what we did. And we can’t move on and pretend that it didn’t change us. What’s done is done.”
“I agree,” she nods, with a tinge of hope in her voice.
“So, maybe we should just see this for what it is—the end. You’re starting your life with Joshua and moving away, and I’m going on with mine.”
“Wait, August. No, that’s not—”
“You didn’t actually think we’d be able to keep this up, did you? What, you thought we’d turn out to be the modern day Cathy and Heathcliff? I’m not some swoony, literary hero, Fi. I’m not here to rescue you from your shitty love life that stems from your shitty childhood.”
“I never said you were—”
I’m rambling, spewing verbal diarrhea all over her blue cashmere, but I can’t stop. I can’t shut off the bile that has been choking me since this morning when she disclosed her impending nuptials. “You have Joshua. He’s the one you chose. He’s the one you want. You made that perfectly clear. So what the fuck do you need with me?”
“I thought we were friends, August. I thought you and me were—”
“Well, I guess you were wrong. Friends don’t fuck each other and then five minutes later get engaged. And why would you want to be friends with some empty, misogynistic prick like me anyway?”
“I-I didn’t mean,” her voice cracks, and the first tear escapes. She quickly dashes it away, refusing to let me play witness to her weakness. But I’ve already seen it. I share that very same weakness that has her bottom lip trembling. I’m just too much of a coward to show it.
“Look, I’m sorry. I think we just need a break.”
“A break. Yes,” she nods, dashing away tears. “You’re right. We both said things we shouldn’t have. Let’s just take a few days to…”
“No. A break from this,” I clarify, gesturing between us. “From us. This isn’t working anymore.”
“You’re being melodramatic, August. We’ve had fights before. We’ve said things we didn’t mean, and we always were able to work it out.”
I shake my head and look away, refusing to acknowledge the dejection on her face. “But I meant everything I said.”
REVIEW
AMIE'S 4 STAR REVIEW
SL really knows how to dive into the male POV - WOW August was a very complex man , a writer himself - of all things he doesn't believe in. It was unique and though I love the friends to lovers stories this was so different than the rest and by the end you are wondering which is real , which is the story and who got the HEA !!
August and Fi have been besties for 10 years , at first I thought he was going to be the gay best friend but after hearing of his sexual experience I quickly realized he was just an awesome guy and an amazing friend !! Their banter and ease was so much more than just friendship. It was admiration and love , too bad the storylines and plot twists got mixed up into real life. These two mean everything to each other yet they have always gone on and had their flings , relationships and whatever you call it with others !! Fi is the hopeless romantic looking for the HEA , everything she assumes she could never have with August. Right now she is on the verge of that BUT something isn't right , August figures it out but Fi isn't quite sold. August writes a great love story , has some great sexscapades yet denies himself of the one thing he really wants. He has buried his feelings so deep he may just lose the few things he has left in life. It was fun getting to know them as friends. They made me laugh , they had fun and I honestly didn't realize how deep August was until that moment in the bar. I was then shocked and let down by Fi. I expected more from her , more fight , more trust in her best friend ?? From that point on despite the poor choices August made I was cheering him on. This is not a simple hearts and flowers read. No easy resolution comes quickly. We suffer right along with them and towards the end we even get a treat of a POV shift !! Frustrated with the angst between these two right til the bitter end and then the epilogue comes... I am expecting a timehop , an HEA etc etc , what I was not expecting was what I got !! Hold on - wait - is there an HEA ?? Which is the story and which is real life ?? Hang on tight you are in for a ride.
About the Author:
S.L. Jennings is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, reality TV junkie, obsessive coffee drinker and collector of crazy.
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