Charlotte and Nathan were supposed to be forever. They
grew up together. Their families were intertwined. Charlotte was Nathan's first
love. Nathan was Charlotte's first everything.
Until they weren't.
How do you hold on to the person you know in your heart
you are supposed to be with when everything and everyone in the universe is
telling you it's over?
How many times does a heart break?
When is enough…..enough?
When I first started reading The Charlotte Chronicles I wasn’t sure what to expect. It had the feel of another book that I just recently read and loved so I was a little skeptical that I would want to continue reading it. But then, I just couldn’t stop reading it, that fear that I just stated about in the previous sentence, slowly disappeared and it was replaced with a need to read more about Charlotte and Nathan. I was hooked and never wanted it to end. It is it’s own story, one that should come with a warning label that says “Be warned, you will feel happiness, love, angst, sad and at times pain for what these two go through”, because you will feel each and every one of these things. I for one can’t wait to for the next book, because if it is even as half as good as The Charlotte Chronicles was, well then we will be in for another roller coaster ride of emotions.
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EXCERPT
But when I close my eyes, I can see him—and me. I can see me
pressed up against the mirror in the bathroom, my hands making starfish prints
as I brace myself against his thrusts. I can hear his harsh breathing, his
commands to come, come now, Charlotte. There was that passage of time that felt
endless when he was between my legs, licking me softly and leisurely as if
there wasn’t anything in this world that gave him more pleasure than helping me
find my own. I touch myself, but it’s useless. My body wants one thing: Nathan
Jackson.
I’m on fire and the ache of want is so acute it’s like a
knife in my chest. I’ve had multiple surgeries, chemo treatments, radiation but
that’s nothing compared to what I feel now.
Time and distance had dulled my pain and that my desire and
love for Nathan had actually started to ease only to be stoked into high, hot
flames by his reappearance in my life.
He is the poison and the antidote.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jen
Frederick lives with her husband, child, and one rambunctious dog. She's been reading stories all her life but
never imagined writing one of her own. Jen loves to hear from readers so drop
her a line at jensfrederick@gmail.com.
Website: http://jenfrederick.com/
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1 comment:
Thanks for the review!
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