Two strangers in Paris …
One passionate, earth-shattering kiss.
He was the artist upstairs
with the tantalizing smile and laughing eyes.
He was the devil inviting me to sin,
seducing me to dance in the bright moonlight.
He was desire and need.
When he touched me, my body sang.
My soul came alive.
But I belonged to another man,
and he didn’t want to let me go.
“I realized, maybe for the first time, what it feels like to want, to need something you cannot have.”
There is so much I love about this story, but… some that I didn’t or felt was lacking. That’s the only reason I’ve given it four stars instead of five. Overall, it’s a great read. Mia Asher is a master at keeping your heart racing and melting at the same time. Although, I don’t think this book will stick with me the way Arsen has, it is one I would recommend.
“They say time heals all wounds, but I disagree. Grief never ends, it just changes. You learn how to live with it, rebuild yourself from the shattered pieces around you until you’re whole again, but you will never be the same. The light is gone. The flavors. The laughter. You become a stranger who you used to know.”
Let’s start with Sébastien because he was without question my favorite part of this book. I loved the way she betrayed him– his heart, his pain, his desire and willingness to love.
“Besides, love can be like that. Make one fly so damn high, you’re blind to the fall. And, sometimes, even if you see it—know that there’s no way you’ll survive it—you just don’t give a damn because it feels damn fucking good.”
He’s very swoon worthy, one for the book boyfriend list for sure. Sexy and dominating yet vulnerable and playful.
“Because when you finally find something worth living for, you fight until there isn’t one more drop of blood left in you.”
There is no back and forth with him, he knows what he wants and doesn’t play games. Very refreshing.
“I’m jealous of the sun because it touches your skin when I can’t. I’m jealous of every man that came before me,”
Now, moving on to Valentina. I wanted to shake her so many times. She was probably the most frustrating part of the story for me. I get it. It’s who she is. She’s loyal to a fault. She loves completely and blindly. But, it made me want to scream.
“He’s danger inviting you to play, and only a fool would accept his invitation, or, perhaps only a fool wouldn’t.”
Val set out to find herself yet she continued to cling to what she thought was the right thing to do.
“Sometimes doing the right thing breaks you the most.”
For me, it was as if she was fighting against herself–not wanting to face realities or let go of a life that was never real.
“I see you. I feel you. But I’m afraid. I’m afraid I’m dreaming. I’m afraid I’ll wake up tomorrow and you won’t be here standing in front of me. That I’ll find myself back in a life without you.”
As irritated as it made me at times, I think it was important for things to play out the way they did. The story made my pulse race and put smile on my face. It had some slower parts for me, but it was a fairly easy read. If you’ve already come to love Mia’s work as I have, you won’t be disappointed.
“So this is how our story ends?”
“No, ma petite chouette.” He smiles back. “This is how our story begins.”
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