Meet Till
& Eliza in Aly Martinez’s newest fighter series!
NOW
AVAILABLE
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.
“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.
by Aly Martinez
5 of 5 Stars
I don't honestly know where to begin. Sometimes it is so hard to not give to much of the story line away when writing a review. I felt like I was sucked right into the pages of this book, like I was part of the story and not just sitting on the sidelines.
Till is transformed from a boy to a man throughout this story but some things never change. His fierce love and compassion he has for his two younger brothers. His need to provide a better life for Eliza, Flint and Quarry at any and all cost to himself. He may have been a poor man fighting for everything he got on the outside but if you judged by the love and respect that he draws from his family he was truly rich.
Eliza had little in her life worth getting excited for until that one day when Till showed up unexpectedly. Little by little as he shared more of himself with her, she found more to hope and live for. No matter what challenges were thrown their way she never wavered. She stood by Till and did everything in her power to help him and his two little brothers.
Boxing is all that Till has that he can use to truly give everyone the life he wants for them. When he is feeling like he has let his family down and has no fight left can he win the biggest fight of his life?
As I read the last pages of this book, my mind was screaming NO.... I am not ready for it to end yet. I need to know what happens next. So, here I sit with Fighting Shadows on my TBR list and a diary note in my calender so I don't miss the release date.
***Advanced copy provided for an honest review.***
Till is transformed from a boy to a man throughout this story but some things never change. His fierce love and compassion he has for his two younger brothers. His need to provide a better life for Eliza, Flint and Quarry at any and all cost to himself. He may have been a poor man fighting for everything he got on the outside but if you judged by the love and respect that he draws from his family he was truly rich.
Eliza had little in her life worth getting excited for until that one day when Till showed up unexpectedly. Little by little as he shared more of himself with her, she found more to hope and live for. No matter what challenges were thrown their way she never wavered. She stood by Till and did everything in her power to help him and his two little brothers.
Boxing is all that Till has that he can use to truly give everyone the life he wants for them. When he is feeling like he has let his family down and has no fight left can he win the biggest fight of his life?
As I read the last pages of this book, my mind was screaming NO.... I am not ready for it to end yet. I need to know what happens next. So, here I sit with Fighting Shadows on my TBR list and a diary note in my calender so I don't miss the release date.
***Advanced copy provided for an honest review.***
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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