We Are Us, an all-new, suspenseful and emotional second chance love story from Tara Leigh is available now!
I fell in love with a beautiful, broken boy.
His whispered words of love were the sweetest of lies.
He gave me his heart and destroyed mine.
I am his.
His whispered words of love were the sweetest of lies.
He gave me his heart and destroyed mine.
I am his.
I fell in love with the beautiful man who broke me.
His boldly spoken vow was the cruelest of cages.
He gave me his name and destroyed my soul.
He is mine.
His boldly spoken vow was the cruelest of cages.
He gave me his name and destroyed my soul.
He is mine.
The boy I once loved is now a man.
The man I once loved is now gone.
We are us.
The man I once loved is now gone.
We are us.
I have been called many things.
Victim. Survivor. Daughter. Sister. Wife.
Now I am called something else.
Murderer.
Victim. Survivor. Daughter. Sister. Wife.
Now I am called something else.
Murderer.
Believe it or not, this is our love story.
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Tara Leigh kicks off We Are Us
right off with a cannon. She sucks you in, just like that. The way her story
flows and the descriptions develop in your mind is just unreal. I live in New
England and see the beauty that surrounds me daily. Don't fret; if you've never
walked through the woods and mountainous terrain on the east coast of the US,
Mrs. Leigh is about to visually transport you. I cannot even comprehend her
ability the paint the scene, any scene, with her words in your mind. She's a
word sleuth and it's definitely one of my favorite things about her writing.
We meet Poppy and Gavin pretty early in the story. I adore the two wounded kids that seem to find a kindred spirit in each other. It's like there was this invisible force pulling them together. It knew they needed each other to help them through the trouble that was their lives. These aren't just everyday normal prepubescent issues. These are the real deal, my parents suck issues. I can't help but want to just wrap them up and love them like parents and family should. This is where I end my ramblings of the storyline. If you've read the synopsis then you know it's pretty vague, I'll leave it that way.
This is also where my heart plummets and Tara Leigh rocks my mental foundation to the core! GOOD LORD! First, I'm going to say that nothing I write in this 5 star review will be enough to convey the lyrical way Tara Leigh writes. She proceeded to take a battering ram to my heart over the next 75% of the book. It felt as if there was revelation after revelation. Every time my heart would reach normal rates per minute, Mrs. Leigh would flip me on my axis again. Sadly, this is a story that so many women, young or old, will relate too. Tara took something that I struggled with personally and made me reevaluate it. Luckily I'm at peace with my particular situation but it still brought it to the forefront of my mind and made me circle it a bit differently. I find that I could go on and on about We Are Us and never tire on my thoughts or feelings. We Are Us is remarkable. A story both haunting and unavoidably real. Prepare your heart and your mind. You will be feeling and thinking on this story long after you finish. Oh, and do not forget the tissues. If you make it through without some hot and angry tears or some achingly broken ones than you are way stronger than I!
I received an ARC of this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.
We meet Poppy and Gavin pretty early in the story. I adore the two wounded kids that seem to find a kindred spirit in each other. It's like there was this invisible force pulling them together. It knew they needed each other to help them through the trouble that was their lives. These aren't just everyday normal prepubescent issues. These are the real deal, my parents suck issues. I can't help but want to just wrap them up and love them like parents and family should. This is where I end my ramblings of the storyline. If you've read the synopsis then you know it's pretty vague, I'll leave it that way.
This is also where my heart plummets and Tara Leigh rocks my mental foundation to the core! GOOD LORD! First, I'm going to say that nothing I write in this 5 star review will be enough to convey the lyrical way Tara Leigh writes. She proceeded to take a battering ram to my heart over the next 75% of the book. It felt as if there was revelation after revelation. Every time my heart would reach normal rates per minute, Mrs. Leigh would flip me on my axis again. Sadly, this is a story that so many women, young or old, will relate too. Tara took something that I struggled with personally and made me reevaluate it. Luckily I'm at peace with my particular situation but it still brought it to the forefront of my mind and made me circle it a bit differently. I find that I could go on and on about We Are Us and never tire on my thoughts or feelings. We Are Us is remarkable. A story both haunting and unavoidably real. Prepare your heart and your mind. You will be feeling and thinking on this story long after you finish. Oh, and do not forget the tissues. If you make it through without some hot and angry tears or some achingly broken ones than you are way stronger than I!
I received an ARC of this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.
Excerpt:
“Close your eyes.”
I slant a curious look at Gavin, taking in his kiss-swollen lips and flushed skin, his untamable mop of hair and the blaze of excitement lighting up the blue of his corneas.
Gavin squeezes my hand reassuringly as I do what he’s asked, then slowly walks me the remaining few steps toward our cave. Without vision, my other senses are heightened. The cry of birds sounds closer, like they are perched just overhead instead of on branches thirty or forty feet above. The bite of the breeze on my skin is sharper, each gust sending a chill racing along already sensitive nerve endings. The smell of ripe earth and rich evergreen and the clean, bracing scent of Gavin himself is downright intoxicating, my head swimming as I pull breaths deep into my lungs.
Most of all, the moonstone pendant laying against my collarbone is making my chest tingle, my heart fluttering against my ribcage.
“Okay, open them.”
I do, immediately gasping in surprise at what Gavin’s done to our little cave. There are candles burning and scattered rose petals—no, poppy petals—and a basket filled with drinks and snacks. A pile of blankets and pillows.
“You did all this for me?” I ask, my voice sounding whispery and weird.
I feel whispery and weird.
I’ve never had a birthday like this. I’ve never even imagined a birthday like this. First the necklace and now, seeing the lengths Gavin has gone for me…
Beneath the surface of my skin, I’m a chaotic mess of emotions. I don’t know what to say, how to act. This is uncharted territory for me.
“Of course,” he says, as if it’s nothing. But it’s not nothing. It’s everything.
Before I dissolve into a teary puddle, Gavin reaches into his pocket and pulls out a deck of cards. “You taught me how to play gin rummy—how about I teach you to play poker?”
A strangled laugh leaves my throat. “I think that’s fair.”
We sit down and Gavin spends a few minutes going over the basics of the game before dealing out the cards. It’s not as easy as gin rummy, but I get the hang of it after a few rounds.
And when Gavin lifts a mischievous brow and asks, “Want to make things interesting?” I know exactly what he’s doing. Not just poker. Strip poker.
That’s when I realize just how much planning has gone into tonight. Beyond buying me an expensive present. Beyond pimping out our cave. Gavin found a way to make my first time—our first time—a mix of old and new. An experience evoking our past and celebrating our future.
I’ve imagined the night Gavin and I would finally go all the way a million times. But I’d only focused on the physical aspects. Would it hurt? Will there be blood? What if I do it wrong?
It never crossed my mind that he would take such care with… everything.
But, of course, it should have.
Gavin Cross is one of a kind.
And he’s mine.
About Tara Leigh
Tara Leigh is a multi-published author of steamy contemporary romance. To keep in touch, click here! http://bit.ly/TaraLeighNwsltr. A former banker on Wall Street, she graduated from Washington University and holds an MBA from Columbia Business School, but she much prefers spending her days with fictional boyfriends than analyzing financial spreadsheets. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children, and fur-baby, Pixie.
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