Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Review: "Come To Me Quietly" by A.L. Jackson





Title:  Come To Me Quietly (The Closer to You Series, Book 1)

Author:  A.L. Jackson

Release Date:  January 7, 2014

Genre:   New Adult Romance

Blog Tour hosted by: Shh Moms Reading, Literary Mania Reviews, and Brandee’s Book Endings

 



 

From the acclaimed bestselling author of Lost to You and When We Collide comes a new adult novel of one woman’s obsession: a man who’s as passionate as he is elusive—and as tempting as he is trouble…

 

Aleena Moore is haunted by Jared Holt. It’s been six years since she’s seen her brother’s best friend, the self-destructive bad boy she secretly loved in high school. As the years pass, she knows it’s time to move on. Time to decide between a practical nursing degree and her true dream as an artist. Time to get over Jared and give another guy a chance…

Just when she opens her heart to her friend Gabe, Aly returns home to find Jared sleeping on her couch. The teenage boy she loved has grown into a man she can’t resist. Covered in tattoos and lost in rage, he’s begging to be saved from his demons—the memories of the day he destroyed his family. As the two reconnect, their passion is hot enough to torch Aly’s judgment. But can she risk her future for a man who lives on the edge of destruction?

 
Review:
 
Aly's life changed so much that night when she was just 14. The boy she had grown up with and grown to love was taken from her. Leaving heartbreak so deep she opens to no one. She hasn't spoke his name or seen him since. He's her little secret, everyone trying to guess why she's closed off and who is the reason for it.
 
She's trying to live and open herself, but he's back.
 Jared's back.
 
Jared doesn't know what led him to leave his home and a good job. He's not sure why he came back to Phoenix of all places. When he runs into his best friend before it all happened, Christopher, it's decided. He's going to stay with him and lil' Aly for a while. Only Aly isn't little anymore. He can't fathom the beauty before him being the girl that held his shirt tales growing up.
 
As friendship is rekindled so aren't other feelings, unknown feelings or unacknowledged feelings. Can this only lead in heartbreak? Should Jared let himself get close to Aly or does he really have a choice? He's not confided in anyone or formed an attachment in so long.
 
This book is a haunting love story. Jared is such an extremely tortured character. Yes he made the wrong choice, but it wasn't done with intent to harm. He doesn't see it that way though. He just needs love and doesn't realize it. His demons are from seclusion not worthlessness. While so incredibly strong, he's so weak inside.
 
Aly is just as tortured as Jared. She's bottled up secrets, letting no one know what she has actually experienced or why she can't form a romantic attachment. Her friend Megan sees it, but Aly doesn't open up to her. While she's now closer with her brother, he still sees himself as her protector and closes his eyes to the woman that is also there.
 
There are so many dynamics to this read. I read it straight through. I absolutely could NOT put it down once I started it. Jared and Aly's reacquainting is slow and torturous, yet more fulfilling because of it. I loved the ending! I had my suspicions and was so happy with the turn of events. This is an excellent book and wraps up everything in a wonderful length. I only had one question and hope there's a sequel to it, What happened to the girl Christopher was with? Samantha?
 
This book is 5 STARS and ABOVE!
Books like this are few and far between,
you'll put it down feeling absolutely fulfilled.


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Come To Me Quietly Book Trailer

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Excerpt

Slowly she began to approach, and I sank further back into the chair the closer she came, my knee bouncing harder as she timidly inched up in front of me. Her movements were slow, hypnotizing, and I couldn’t stop myself from watching those legs. My eyes darted to her hands. She was rubbing her thumbs over her fingertips as if she were searching for some kind of friction or maybe looking for confidence.  My gaze flicked up to meet her face. A color I didn’t understand had darkened her eyes. There was no looking away as she crossed the room, and my head continued to tilt back, locked on her, lost in this place where I knew I absolutely shouldn’t fucking be.

She stopped just a breadth from me.

My hands dropped slack, dangled at my sides.

Everything became heavy. My fingers twitched, and I had to force the air in and out of my lungs.

I swore I could actually hear Aly’s heart beating as she hovered in hesitation an inch away. She blinked hard, squirmed before she looked at me with determination. “Jared, I don’t want you to leave.”

“Aly. . .I. . .” What was I supposed to say? Because I didn’t want to leave either.

I had to.

Erasing the last of the space between us, Aly allowed the front of her legs to touch my knees, and she groaned as if the contact seared her. She wavered, before she reached out to run the back of her hand down my face, testing me. Tempting me.

I stopped breathing altogether when she slowly straddled my lap and murmured close to my ear, “Please. . .don’t leave me.”

Fuck.

This was bad, really fucking bad. And I knew I should push her away, make her stop because what she was doing was only bringing us a little closer to the edge. She held onto the chair behind me, her warm body pressed into mine. There was no chance she wasn’t feeling just how much I wanted her.

“What are you doing, Aly?” My hands went to her slender hips with the intention of edging her off my lap. Instead my fingers dug into the soft skin.

A shudder sped up my spine when she trembled above me.

Wetting my lips, I tried to move her back, but only managed to brush up against her further. Her expression was severe but soft, her movements shaky but sure. She searched my face, her eyes burning a path as she left me utterly exposed. And I could smell her, and the memory of the way she tasted, the way she felt, overwhelmed every last one of my senses. She didn’t even have to move, and she was already touching me everywhere.

She swallowed, then spoke. “Did you want to kiss me last night?”

“Last night was a mistake, Aly. I—”

Her hands went to my face, and she held me there, forcing me to look up at her. 

“I didn’t ask you if it was a mistake. I asked if you wanted to.”

A frustrated sound worked its way free of my throat, and I shifted again, which only brought her closer. Right then I knew there was not a fucking thing I could do because nothing else mattered in the world except for the way she felt pressed up tight against me.  My fingers dug further into her hips, and we were nose to nose, Aly’s hands firm on my face. I realized we were moving, our bodies subtly rocking.

I groaned. “I’ve wanted to kiss you every single second of every single day since the moment I opened my eyes to find you standing over me, Aly.

 

Be sure to enter the COME TO ME QUIETLY Blog Tour Giveaway!!

 

Grand Prize:  A.L. Jackson Complete Signed Paperback Collection (all six titles) + Come To Me Quietly Poster and swag

 

Second Prize:  Come To Me Quietly Collection, which includes a signed copy of Come To Me Quietly, a Come To Me Quietly poster, keychain, and custom bookmark

 

Third Prize:  A.L. Jackson Fun Pack stuffed full of A.L. Jackson book swag

 

Fourth Prize:  Audiobook Gift Set from Audible.com of The Regret Series (Lost To You, Take This Regret & If Forever Comes)

 




And don’t miss the DAILY blog tour giveaways on A.L. Jackson’s Facebook accounts! All kinds of fun stuff will be given away ~ ebooks, gift cards, and much more! EVERY DAY from January 7th – February 7th!!

 


 
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.

 

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

 

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children.

 

 

Look for Come to Me Softly, book two in the Closer To You Series, coming July 1, 2014