Meet Till & Eliza in Aly Martinez’s newest fighter series!
Sound
is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the
static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the
clarity fades into silence, it's the obscure background noise that you would
give anything to hold on to?
I've always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn’t hear her voice.
You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one.
They both happened anyway.
Now, I'm on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.
Fighting for my career.
Fighting the impending silence.
Fighting for her.
Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her.
I think that's the sound I'll miss the most.
Each book in this series can be read as a standalone.
I've always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn’t hear her voice.
You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one.
They both happened anyway.
Now, I'm on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.
Fighting for my career.
Fighting the impending silence.
Fighting for her.
Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her.
I think that's the sound I'll miss the most.
Each book in this series can be read as a standalone.
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“Hi.” I stood up off the bed as he started climbing through the window.
His eyes went wide when he saw me, causing him to momentarily lose his balance on the windowsill and go crashing to the floor. “God. Damn,” he cursed as he rose to his feet while taking in my new wardrobe. “You… I…um…” His hand went to his lip.
He was rooted in place only a few steps away, but his eyes traveled over every inch of my body and back again.
Till was speechless. I had never felt so empowered in my life.
“Are you okay?” I feigned concern as I slowly approached.
“Not even close,” he told my breasts, making me giggle.
After sliding a hand under the edge of his T-shirt, I raked a fingernail over each of his abs before dipping it into the waistband of his jeans.
“I’m sore today,” I announced, closing the distance between us. My breasts were pressed against him, but he still hadn’t even attempted to touch me yet. I had plans to remedy that. I smirked then stood up on my tiptoes, kissing the base of his neck. “Make me sore for tomorrow too.” At the last second, I darted my tongue out to the hollow dip at the base of his neck. It was meant to tease him, but as the taste of his skin hit my tongue, I was flooded with memories of taking more of him in my mouth. The moan escaped before I’d even felt it coming.
A loud rumble shook his chest, but that was the only warning I received. Suddenly, I was off my feet and sailing through the air. Just as I landed on the bed, Till crashed on top of me. His mouth roughly landed on mine.
“Tell me we can’t do this again,” he demanded as his hands found my breasts.
“We’re definitely doing this again.” I arched into him.
“It’s gonna get so messy, Eliza. Please.” He groaned as I reached into the front of his jeans.
“I’m okay with messy,” I breathed, guiding his hand from my breast and into my panties.
“Fuuuuuck” he cursed when he discovered just how thorough I’d been with the razor earlier. His finger pressed inside me as his body traveled down the bed and settled between my legs, stripping my panties off during his descent.
He added another finger in a less than gentle but overwhelmingly intoxicating, rhythm.
“Tell me to stop, Eliza. We can’t do this again.” He grazed his teeth on the inside of my thigh.
“We’re already doing it.”
“Tell me to stop.”
“No.”
“It’s going to ruin us.”
“If you don’t stop talking, you’re going to ruin this.”
“I’m serious.” He kissed the inside of my other thigh, his fingers never faltering in their steady pace.
“So am I. Stop trying to talk yourself out of this while your fingers are buried inside me.” I threaded a hand into his hair and gave it a gentle tug.
“Goddammit. Tell me to stop!” he demanded one last time, but his fingers sped before twisting in the most delicious way.
I decided to give him what he wanted, but only because I knew he wouldn’t follow through.
“Stop.” I rolled my hips forcing him even deeper.
“Well, it’s too fucking late now.”
I would have laughed, but his mouth sealed over my clit and stole my breath, words, thoughts, and orgasm. My body shook as he pushed me higher even while I was falling. It shouldn’t have worked like that, but whatever voodoo magic Till Page was working with that night was all right with me. He didn’t stop swirling his tongue until I used his hair to pry his mouth away.
“Too much!” I cried.
He looked up with a wickedly proud grin. His hand disappeared, and seconds later, his cock replaced it.
Rating: 5 of 5 Hearts
The first thing I noticed
about this book was its cover. It captured my eye and sucked me in, I knew just
by the cover this looked like something I would enjoy. What I didn’t know then
was just how much I would love this book. Author Aly Martinez had a way with
words that place me right there with Till Page and Eliza Reynolds.
She wrote a story many
could relate to, the hardships so many children go through growing up, the
struggles one go through when trying to survive on their own, and the love that
can wrap you up tight and let you see the light at the end of the tunnel.
I absolutely fell in love
with the characters in this book. At first it was just the main characters Till
and Eliza. But the more I learned about the Page brothers Quarry and Flint the
more I adored them as well.
Eliza Reynolds had been
through hell, her parents could care less if she was alive or not. From an early age she learned to fend for
herself and fight to get out of the hell hole she lived in. Her only refuge was
the day she met Till Page at the age of thirteen.
Till Page was struggled with
his own demons the day he crawled through an abandoned apartments window and
found Eliza was the best day and one of the worst days of his life. They
instantly bonded and spent every evening in that abandoned apartment keeping
each other company.
Watching Till and Eliza
grow up and discover who they were fantastic. Till lived in fantasy land and
was scared to go to that next level with Eliza. Even at 21 years old he was
still scared to make that next step. I yelled a few times at him to tell her
how he felt. He was broke and raising his two younger brothers. He felt he wasn’t
good enough even though she helped him every day with Quarry and Flint.
Watching Till slowly
loose his hearing broke my heart. This man had been through hell. His only salvation was Eliza his brothers,
and fighting at In the Ropes. Fighting became an outlet for him. It was his is
release when things became too hectic.
I loved when Eliza climbed
in his lap and told him:
“You are okay.”
“I am okay.”
“Nothing else matter.”
It became their saying
when things were hard to handle.
By the end of this book I
was holding my breath. Aly threw in a huge surprise I did not see coming. I literally
could not flip the pages fast enough to find out what happened next. I also
loved that she let us in a few other characters heads at the end. It filled in
a few things I was thinking about but was not sure on.
I cannot stress enough
how much I enjoyed this story. It was about love, self-discovery, and finding
out that you can survive when you think you may not be able to. I cannot wait for the next book. My guess is
its Flint’s book. Or I hope it is anyways.
S
Aly Martinez
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.
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