Twenty-three-year-old Camryn Singer never imagined that she would return to the place where she lost everything. To grant a dying wish, she moves back to the small Jersey beach town where she grew up, hoping to somehow find the missing pieces of her life. Determined to keep her wounds unopened and her heart guarded, she instead slams head-first into Cole Stevens.
Sexy surfer Cole has always used the waves to numb the pain of his past. But when he runs into Camryn on the beach one day, he wants nothing more than for her to heal his scars and light the spark back in his life.
Will Camryn and Cole be ripped apart when the ghosts from their pasts come back to life, or will they discover that it’s not until you’re lost, that you can be found?
I received a copy from the author in exchange for an honest review. I give the book 4 stars. I found it a bit confusing at first and I didn't find the book capturing me and sucking me into the story. Yes it was well written, the characters and story line was good but for me I just couldn't get into it. Even though I found this book didn't capture me I would still love to read more from author K. L. Ruse.
EXCERPTS:
I waved from the porch, watching the U-Haul disappear down the dark beach road, knowing that my two greatest friends would never feel the same loss as me as long as they were together. I wasn’t envious of what they had; I was just grateful they made room for Gavin and me in their lives. But I knew I’d have to find my own satisfaction in life, and my mom seemed so sure that whatever it was that I needed could only be found here.
I closed my eyes tightly and whispered, “Mom, maybe you could give me some hints along the way. I need the strength to move on without you here and not feel so… alone.”
I sighed knowing that loneliness waited for me to walk back through my front door. Although grateful for the strong feeling of my mom’s presence with us, I still felt broken without her. The nightmares would return tonight, of that I was sure. But how intense would they be now that I was back to the origin of my fears?
“Sometimes the nightmares catch up, and you can’t even figure out what’s real anymore.”
The sight of Cole illuminated by the dull light of the candle made my heart pump even faster. He was wearing long gym shorts, low on his waist, exposing the “V” of his lower torso. I couldn’t help to imagine what existed at the point of that “V,” as my desire for him became almost unbearable. His muscles rippled down his tanned body, accentuated by hard lines that defined every part of his expansive chest and stomach. His messy hair, falling in different directions, taunted me to reach up and run my hands through it. I managed to urge my eyes to his face and was met with the softest blue eyes, which held both comfort and pain.
“Trying to remember a night without one… that’s what doesn’t seem real.” My voice lowered, almost ashamed of what I was about to say. “I sometimes wonder if they’re just the consequences of the choices I’ve made… that I’m supposed to suffer in this world of what ifs.”
Cole pulled my body into his and stroked up and down the sides of my barely-there tank top.
“For me, I guess karma’s a bitch when you’ve fucked up the way I have. But you didn’t have a choice. You’re not the reason for your pain. It was caused by the hands of others.”
Appreciating his understanding of my life, I added, “Guess I’m just simple or maybe completely naïve, but all I’m looking for is that happy ending.”
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About The Author
I am a middle school teacher who recently traded in my chalk for a laptop to follow my dream of writing contemporary romance novels. I live with my husband and two daughters in the suburbs of Philadelphia.When I'm not writing, I spend my time reading and relaxing with my family at my home-away-from-home, the Jersey shore.After I graduated from Villanova University in 2003, I never imagined my path would lead me in this direction. Writing was a hobby, an outlet for me to live in a world of happily ever after. Now as I watch my dream become a reality, I believe that happy endings do exist.
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