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I’m a blogger. He’s a writer.

He was my weakness.

I was his muse.

Once upon a time my marriage was built on love…

Until it wasn’t.

Where had we gone wrong?

I had given up hope…

But then he messaged me,

And his words intoxicated me.

Made me believe in love again.

Made me believe in truth.

My imperfect truth…


Now I should think long and hard about how to proceed, but instead, I choose to ignore it. I’m too intoxicated to care. Instead I decide to move toward the burning flame. I decide to heed no warnings.

As the minutes pass I’m losing my free will. Ryder Matthews is holding me prisoner, and I don’t want him to release me. Ever.

He leans forward; his lips graze my ear. “You’re the most extraordinary woman I’ve ever met. Hearing you speak, the excitement in your voice. The blush of your cheeks when I make you uncomfortable…Ava, you fascinate me.” I shake my head in confusion and as I go to open my mouth, he lifts his hand up to stop me. “You’re astonishing. Do you understand?” The way he says my name gives me chills. Goose bumps prick at my skin.

“Yes, I understand.”

“Come with me.”

My fate sealed.

There’s something so real about him, and when he tells me to do something I feel I’ve no choice but to comply. He smiles and lightly grabs my arm, ushering me to the back of the room. My steps are rocky as I follow him. Now situated close to the window overlooking the city, Ryder stands by my side. His warm breath in my ear, “Where is your husband, Ava?” His words seduce me. He looks at me like a hungry predator stalking his prey. There is so much more meaning behind his simple words, knowing this leaves me dizzy with need.

“I don’t know…I don’t know,” I breathe out again in almost a whisper as his fingers skim my waist.

“That is a shame.” He is trailing a pattern down my torso, stopping at the curve of my hip. I shudder and my breath hitches as his hand turns me around. His eyes glaze over with desire and he leans forward. “Tell me to stop.” His face is a mere inch away from mine, “Tell me to stop, Ava.”

My heart slams against my chest. I’m weak and dizzy. I shut my eyes and in a pained tone I utter the word I couldn’t say with my eyes open.


Copyright © 2015 by Ava Harrison








Copyright © 2015 by Ava Harrison


“I’ve always struggled to find where I belong, but how can I belong somewhere when I don’t fit anywhere?”

I don’t think I’ve raved this much about a book in a long time. Sure, I find books I love, but this one… it just hit a little too close to home, with me.

“… the road to forgiving yourself is the hardest journey to take.”

You start with Ava who is struggling in her marriage and in her life. The spark has disappeared and she finds herself just going through the motions. She runs a successful book blog and is an avid reader, which helps her pass the time… until… Ryder. He’s a popular erotic romance author who has all the right words. He fills in her cracks, but at what price?

“I’m not perfect. I’m perfectly flawed. A beautiful painting from afar, but up close you can see my cracks and bruises.”

I absolutely LOVED this book. There were times when I felt like Ava was writing my story. Some parts of this book were from such an honest place that it gutted me. It is exactly what I needed to read at exactly the right time. You will make mistakes in life. That is absolutely certain. You will fall more times than you can keep track of. Your success isn’t measured in how many times you mess up, but how you live and learn and keep moving forward. Your failures don’t define you. Repeat that to yourself. Your. Failures. Don’t. Define. You.

“Sometimes we have to get lost to be found.”

Yes, the story is about a blogger who falls for an author, but there’s a bigger message. Want to know the secret to happiness? Take a look in the mirror. The person looking back holds the key.

I would give this more than 5 stars if I could. Thank you Ava Harrison for being brave and putting this book out.




Ava Harrison is a New Yorker, born and bred.

When she’s not journaling her life, you can find her window shopping, cooking dinner for her family, or curled up on her couch reading a book.






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