Book Blitz & Review::: Titanium by Zeia Jameson
I was once told I was unbreakable and I believed it.
But when everything I held dear was lost, I had no choice but to shatter.
Every day, Kat laces up her gloves and fights away her demons.
When fighting doesn't subside the pain, scotch and promiscuity beckon.
Her life has no purpose.
She has no viable future.
And she wishes she'd never met Kevin Fitzpatrick.
He annoys her profusely.
He asks too many questions.
He follows her like a stalker.
But, strangely, she can't seem to tear herself away from him.
There is something about him she can't shake.
Kat has secrets, but so do the people who claim to have her best interests at heart.
When all is revealed and the dust settles, will Kat be knocked down for the count, once and for all?
Or can the pieces of her broken past help her become indestructible once again?
But when everything I held dear was lost, I had no choice but to shatter.
Every day, Kat laces up her gloves and fights away her demons.
When fighting doesn't subside the pain, scotch and promiscuity beckon.
Her life has no purpose.
She has no viable future.
And she wishes she'd never met Kevin Fitzpatrick.
He annoys her profusely.
He asks too many questions.
He follows her like a stalker.
But, strangely, she can't seem to tear herself away from him.
There is something about him she can't shake.
Kat has secrets, but so do the people who claim to have her best interests at heart.
When all is revealed and the dust settles, will Kat be knocked down for the count, once and for all?
Or can the pieces of her broken past help her become indestructible once again?
Kat is introduced in this story using her strength. Strength that she only felt in a boxing ring or while working out. She thought she was broken and she lived her life as if she were broken -- everywhere but at the gym.
From the first page, this story had me captivated and I couldn’t put it down. I am always drawn to a character driven story and seeing a character grow and mature thru a novel is definitely one of my favorite factors in choosing books.
Kat suffered a horrible loss her last year of high school. She moved on and went to college, got a job and lived her life. Only she wasn’t ever really living until one day when she stumbled into a bar close to her house. There she met Kevin, the annoying bartender. Seeing how he was able to break through her walls and watching their relationship grow and change was a wonderful experience. Her thoughts about Kevin usually cracked me up, but this one was when I saw a turning point for her:
Kevin wants to be my friend and I’m not entirely convinced that’s a bad thing. He’s gotten into my head.
See, Kat didn’t have any friends except for Jo who was just the annoying RA in her dorm and wouldn't leave her alone to the point that Kat gave in and hung out with Jo without really giving any of herself to Jo -- or anyone else for that matter. She was so scared to open up that she secluded herself and kept everyone locked out of her heart.
I liked how the story was told with new information and flashbacks at the same time. I enjoyed seeing her friends before I saw how she met them. I enjoyed reading her reactions to different moments in time. I enjoyed seeing Kat as she is and as she was, and especially as she became the new her.
This story is proof that authors put their hearts into their books and give everything to us as readers. I feel so privileged to be able to enjoy such amazing works from so many amazing authors like Ms Jameson. This story was about so many things, but for me it all boils down to life, love, loss and back to life.
“Why are you here?” I ask as I sniffle.
“Have you been crying?” Kevin replies, setting the bowl down onto the coffee table.
Placing the backside of my hand under my nose, I lie. “It’s just a cold.” I reach for a box of tissues nearby.
“I don’t believe you.”
I turn back to him, raise my arm, and point toward the door. “You can leave,” I demand.
“Kat, please. Don’t shut me out. I thought…I thought we were in a good place with each other.”
I shake my head. “Don’t act like you want to be close to me. You and Jo are only using me as some sort of humanity project.”
“It’s not like that at all. We want to help you heal,” Kevin implores.
“I have Robitussin. I’ll be fine.”
“No, that’s not what I mean and you know it. We want to help you heal from what’s made you so bitter about life.”
“Why do you care?” I asked, agitated by his efforts.
“Because I do.”
I sit on the sofa with a huff. “I’m fine.”
“Kat, look at me. You are not fine. Just tell me why and I’ll listen.”
“I don’t need a protector.”
“That’s apparent from the ninja skills you performed the other night.”
I roll my eyes. “I don’t need a babysitter either. I am a grown up.”
Kevin sits beside me, a little closer than I’m comfortable with. “I don’t want to protect you. I don’t want to babysit you. I want to be your friend. Maybe, more than a friend.”
My eyes go wide. I have no response.
“I care about you and I don’t care if you want me to or not. I do and it’s out of my control. And I don’t care whether you believe that I care about you. I’m not trying to use you. Neither is Jo. We’re not going to give up on you–” he points a finger to his chest, “I’m not going to give up on you.”
I take in his words but quickly reject them. “Sometimes, giving up is not your choice to make,” I say, sternly, trying desperately hard not to cry.
“Whose choice is it then?” Kevin asks.
I look at him. “Whoever controls fate.”
Zeia Jameson's passion for writing compels her to get into the zone and type until her fingers go numb. When not submerged within her own stories, she enjoys curling up in her large reading chair, snuggling underneath a blanket, and feeding her addictions of coffee and reading. She is fond of humor and laughter and believes these are elements that keep the world sane and spinning.
Zeia lives in Georgia with her husband and daughter, where they spend most of their time exploring recipes, binging on Netflix, drawing chalk-art on sidewalks, and avoiding pollen at all costs.
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