Never Can Tell
By: CM Stunich
Rating: 5/5 Cogs
Blurb:
Some stories are Never finished being told. After all, we're all victims of heartache and strife at some point. Maybe I'm a little more susceptible to both, but I've got an ace up my sleeve. I've got Ty McCabe. He's helped me survive a lot. More than I ever thought possible. We've come a long way together, but we can't stop now. What's that old saying? Don't rest on your laurels? Well, I'm not resting and neither is he. Life didn't even give us that option. We've got problems. Big ones. Let's see if we can do this, survive the downs and get back to the ups. Guess only time will tell.
Review:
So often I finish a series and I can't help but wish there was more I know that these characters have more going on after their series end, and I just want to be a part of it. This book gives you that chance. After all the heartbreak and drama in the Never Say Never series, this series starts out by giving you another taste of Never and Ty, and at the same time, creates the perfect start to beginning Zella's story.
I loved reading about Never starting out as a mother. Her fears about being a mother reminded me so much of myself when I was going through post pardum depression. I just wanted to hug her and tell her that things were going to be okay. This is really the book I've been looking for. So many books end in the happy pregnancy, but what if that pregnancy isn't so happy? This is just a fresh take on how life actually happens and I commend the author for bringing up topics that so many other authors ignore or sidestep.
Another amazing book from Stunich,, and I can't wait to continue this story and read about Zella.
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Excerpt:
When I glance up into the mirror, I look young, too young to be a mother. My face is soft and my eyes are hard. I question my own strength and then glance away. "If Jade wants to see that piece of sh*t, what can I do to stop her? I might ask her why, but that's all I can do. I doubt she'll even answer me."
Ty doesn't say anything, but he reaches out and brushes my hair back with his rings, all twelve of them, glittering and sparkling like rubies. They match the piercings in his face. Gotta love a color coordinated badass.
Neither of us misses how small and tight this bathroom is, how close we are, how hard he was in the kitchen.
"Ty," I warn as he comes up behind me and slides his fingers under my shirt, up my belly, cupping my tender breasts with strong hands. "So not fair," I groan, reaching up and smacking the fan. It coughs to life and is loud as f*ck, blocking any sounds from escaping this little room. "You can't touch those." My c*nt is pulsing and my heart is pounding in my skull. Down below, I know I'm soaking wet.
"Why not?" he whispers against my ear. "It'll make you feel better."
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received one or more of the products or services mentioned above for free in the hope that I would mention it on my blog. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
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Excerpt:
When I glance up into the mirror, I look young, too young to be a mother. My face is soft and my eyes are hard. I question my own strength and then glance away. "If Jade wants to see that piece of sh*t, what can I do to stop her? I might ask her why, but that's all I can do. I doubt she'll even answer me."
Ty doesn't say anything, but he reaches out and brushes my hair back with his rings, all twelve of them, glittering and sparkling like rubies. They match the piercings in his face. Gotta love a color coordinated badass.
Neither of us misses how small and tight this bathroom is, how close we are, how hard he was in the kitchen.
"Ty," I warn as he comes up behind me and slides his fingers under my shirt, up my belly, cupping my tender breasts with strong hands. "So not fair," I groan, reaching up and smacking the fan. It coughs to life and is loud as f*ck, blocking any sounds from escaping this little room. "You can't touch those." My c*nt is pulsing and my heart is pounding in my skull. Down below, I know I'm soaking wet.
"Why not?" he whispers against my ear. "It'll make you feel better."
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received one or more of the products or services mentioned above for free in the hope that I would mention it on my blog. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
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