Title: Unfolding Desires (Undone #3)
Author: Kristy Love
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 10, 2015
I’d been hurt. But then again, what girl hasn’t?
I wouldn’t let myself fall again.
I was smarter than that.
Used them before they used me—live the way I wanted.
No man was worth a broken heart.
David seemed the perfect match for me.
He scared me and thrilled me.
Tested me and saved me.
But bad habits were hard to break.
Love wasn’t worth the fall.
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Roxie stormed into my life, demanded my attention.
She’d built thick walls around her heart.
I needed to demolish them and claim her.
She fought me at every turn—refused to be tamed.
I wanted her to be mine.
The course of my life changed.
I made selfish decisions.
Lost my way.
I couldn’t hold onto her.
My mistakes haunted me.
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Heartfelt Lies (Undone #2)
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I have loved this author’s writing since the first time I read one of her books. Her writing evokes emotions. It places you in the story and within the hearts of her characters. Unfolding Desires was no different.
“I wanted a love that made my heart soar and my knees quake.”
Roxie is left heartbroken. Her love for a man shattered by a secret. Something he never admitted to her nor himself. You do not see this coming. Determined to get on with her life, she vows that no man is ever worth the fall. She doesn’t do relationships. She gets what she wants from men and moves on. David is a bit of a womanizer. He seeks one thing and moves on. When David meets Roxie, sparks fly. They spend one night of passion together. It’s a night that shakes both of them to their core. Neither one expected a connection. But it’s there. They feel it in their heart beats. But hearts can be broken. And who wants to deal with that...again?
“The thought of being David’s only...it was more than I could ever hope for.”
Circumstances bring David and Roxie back into each other’s lives. They never have forgotten the one night where their souls connected. Where they wanted more. But broken hearts don’t seek out love. For love destroys. The attraction still remains. The pursuit is entertaining. I loved watching them fall for the other. It's endearing. Special. It made me smile. Laugh out loud. I was with them as they handed the other their heart. But when tragedy strikes, choices are made. Was love really worth it?
“My heart softened and fully entwined with hers. She became a part of me, one I never wanted to leave.”
I would describe the love between Roxie and David as magnetic. Magical, overwhelming, fierce. Your heart beats with them. Their love was profound, and all consuming. So when Roxie says love wasn’t worth the fall, it’s because David had yet to be the one to catch her. Until now. He loves her fiercely, he loves her softly. He loves her through the walls she has placed around her heart. His love knows no boundaries. His love is everything she ever desired and more. Roxie’s love for David is strong, unwavering, and never ending. Despite the choices made, their love always remained. Even when challenged. Their story is SO much more than a second chance at love. It's much deeper than that.
“With you, it’s different. I want it all. I want your smiles, your laughter, even your tears.”
The writing in this story is moving. The author effortlessly writes a book with characters that make you believe in love and all it entails. How love can change a person’s heart, how love heals. How much love makes you feel. While I consider this to be lighter than the first two books in the series (can be read as a standalone), Kristy Love has a true talent for writing heart stopping romance. Her words are meaningful, inspiring, and will leave you breathless.
“You never fail to take my breath away.”
I laughed, I loved, I lived. I hoped. Unfolding Desires was a beautiful and poignant story about choosing to love whole heartedly while risking the chance of someone breaking your heart. But love is always worth it. Love perseveres. It overcomes. Love bears all. Love wins. Always.
Screw Harper and her stupid self. I leaned my chin into my palm, a polite smile plastered on my face. Her best intentions aside, I was out on a blind date, which she set
up. I nodded and laughed softly, trying to appear that I gave a shit about this guy.
I made the mistake of telling her all the feelings and thoughts swirling through me as I watched my sister and her husband. She immediately told me she had the perfect guy for me. He was, according to her, sexy, interesting, and not the victim of a lobotomy. My number one requirement in men was that they not be boring or stupid.
His name was George. And George fell so far short of that hopeful mark that he set a new IQ low. I was amazed he could chew and talk at the same time without choking on his food. He was doing a good job of spraying it all over the table, and me.
I was going to kill Harper.
“Do you want to go back to my place and wrestle in the sheets?” George asked. Apparently he thought he was able to charm the panties off any woman.
“Oh, George, I’m not that kind of girl.” He didn’t need to know that I was exactly that kind of girl. I wanted to escape his bad jokes and stupidity. This date cured me of any misguided desire to have something more with anyone.
I let him pay the bill and then followed him outside with enough distance between us to keep from touching. Was stupid contagious? I didn’t want to find out.
As soon as we exited the restaurant, George leaned in to kiss me and I jerked away as though he were on fire. “I’ll see you around, George.” I left him there, his lips puckered and ready to launch.
I sped away as quickly as my heels would allow, got in my car and laughed to myself as I raced off. I called Harper and the bitch sent me right to voicemail.
“You are officially the worst best friend in the history of best friends. This guy had a combover, Harper! He had black hair dye on his forehead like he’d just had it touched up today! And I swear to God he hadn’t brushed his teeth in at least a year.” I took a deep breath to collect myself. “I love you dearly, Harper, but, if you ever set me up on a date again, I will poke holes in all of your husband’s condoms. That pesky-ass stork will be at your house all the damn time.”
I hung up and flung my phone on the seat next to me. I wasn’t sure what to do next. I didn’t feel like going home yet, but at the same time I wasn’t sure where to go. I pulled into the park- ing lot of a club named Allure. Maybe a drink would help me feel better. At the very least, I could lose myself in some music.
Once inside, I went to the bar and ordered a margarita. I sipped it, scanning the club, looking for any single guys and not finding any. It was a good thing I didn’t have any interest in hooking up tonight.
I finished my margarita and ordered another. My hips swayed to the rhythmic beat. Once I had my drink, I went onto the dance floor, holding my glass and dancing as best I could without spilling. My hips swung and my feet moved to the music.
I chugged the rest of my drink and set it on a table at the edge of the dance floor. Moving back into the crowd, I closed my eyes and got lost in the music. My arms were raised high above my head when big hands slid around my waist, pulling me back into a strong body. I smiled as we moved together. With my eyes closed, I enjoyed the feel of his strong body against mine and the way his hands glided over my curves.
We danced to three songs, my back to his front, before he spun me around and I looked up into David’s gorgeous blues. My breath caught in my throat and my heart slammed to a stop.
“Roxie,” he said as he moved his lips to my neck. His teeth nipped at the tender skin before he ran his tongue over it. My eyes fluttered as his hands kept moving over my body, even though we were standing still with a throng of people grinding and dancing all around us.
I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.
You know that feeling you get when you start a new book where you’re like OMG I AM SO GONNA LOVE THIS?! Yeah that feeling? Well I felt that with Heartfelt Lies the minute I started. I was HOOKED. The writing and characters drew me in immediately and seriously where has this author been all of my (literary) life?!
As the synopsis indicates, Cassandra (Cassie) is getting married. To someone else. Not Jax. Her first and only true love. And Jax? He is devastated, and Cassie just wants a future with a man that will love her, but she knows she can never love anyone as deeply as she loves Jax. But love isn’t easy. Not for these two. The moment Jax and Cassie come face to face in the beginning, you FEEL their intensity. The passion between them. For an author to illicit such a feeling between two characters I’ve just met gave me CHILLS. I was in that room with them. I held my breath. They made my heart beat. In the very FIRST chapter.
This is Jax and Cassie’s story, so I will not spoil it for the reader. But just know that you will LIVE this book as you read it. The author never tells you their story. She puts you IN their story. Jax and Cassie fell irrevocably in love years ago. They fell effortlessly. Their love was easy. Until it wasn't. When Jax and Cassie meet you know right there that their lives would never be the same. You felt the moment when they simply handed their hearts to each other. But circumstances drive them apart. Lifestyle changes and choices become the reason why these two struggle with staying together. Lies, betrayal, and secrets. They became too much in their relationship. But their love? It never wavered. It never faltered. It was always there. You still felt their heart beating for each other. But what happens when darkness takes over? When to protect yourself, it means giving up the one person that has become your life?
Jax and Cassie? They love deeply. Fiercely. Their love is LOUD. Consuming. Their love is intoxicating, overwhelming. Their love shatters all boundaries. Their hearts only know how to love each other. Their hearts simply SPEAK love. And I heard it. Clearly. Heartfelt Lies is such a powerful story about love and is so much more about the second chance. SO. Much. More. You feel the moment their souls find love within the other. And despite the darkness that tried to keep them apart, you still feel the magnetism between them. Even years later.
Can we talk about the writing of this story? The author effortlessly moves the story between past and present while we are given both the POVs of Jax and Cassie. There was an easy flow that allows the reader to be fully immersed in the lives of the characters. I felt that I was there with Jax and Cassie through every decision, every emotion. The darkness that consumed the two of them was portrayed in a very real and genuine way. Without giving too much away, the issues that are dealt with within the story are so relevant to the world we live in today. I love that the author doesn’t stereotype this certain issue. It can occur to anyone. She faces it head on and deals with it in a very respectful manner.
I am not sure if I can truly put into words exactly how this book affected me. I loved every second of this story. Every second. Heartfelt Lies reminds me of my love of reading. This story resonated with me on such a deep level. It’s about a kind of love that we should hope to experience, forgiveness, second chances, and it attests to the truth in love and all it is capable of. That love always wins. I will definitely be going back to read the first book in the series and I am SO EXCITED about the next book in the series to come that will be based on another couple. I think I have just added Kristy Love to my favorite author list. This read was beautiful, brilliant in its delivery, and I am still thinking about it an entire week later.
“Jax,” I breathed. I reached behind me, grasping for the door handle to my backseat. When it opened, I pulled his face away from my chest. His lips were red from thoroughly kissing me. His chest was heaving and his eyes were glazed. I smiled and tugged on his hand. I climbed inside my car, lying back on the seat. He crawled on top of me and shut the door behind him. Without pause, he helped me out of my light jacket and tossed it in the front. He pulled my shirt over my head and went back to attacking my breasts. I wrapped my arms around him and ran them over his back. He had never been skin and bones, but now he had more definition. He wasn’t too bulky, there was just enough there that my arousal kicked up another five notches.
I pulled on his shirt, whipping it over his head. He smirked at me, taking my bra off.
“Cassie,” he said, his voice reverent and so full of want that it almost hurt to hear it. “Fuck. I never thought I’d be able to touch you, kiss you again. Now that I started, I’m not sure I can ever stop.”
“Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
He leaned down and pulled a nipple into his mouth. I cried out. His hand slid down my abdomen, my muscles twitching as he moved over them. He popped the button of my jeans and slid down the zipper before slipping his hand inside. He traced his finger over my panties. He groaned.
“Fuck, Cassie.” His whole body went still and stiff, his head buried in my neck. “I think I’m going to die. Right here, right now. If I wake up tomorrow and this was a dream, I don’t think I can go on with life.”
“It’s not a dream, Jax. I’m here, with you.”
He regarded me and the pain in his eyes caused my heart to squeeze painfully. It seemed as though he was about to say something, but instead, he devoured my lips and slipped a finger inside me. I arched my back, ripping my lips away from his. The sensation, the feeling, it was so much. Too much.
“God, you feel so good.” He buried his face in my neck again and kissed, licked, nibbled it. My mouth was wide open, as were my eyes, as he moved his fingers inside me magically. I couldn’t think about anything but the feel of his fingers and the way he was playing my body like a guitar. He still knew exactly how to touch me in such a way that, before long, my hips were bucking against his and I screamed out his name.
He slipped his hand out of my jeans, moving up to brush my hair out of my face. He studied my face as though he’d never see it again. My mind was still coming back down to Earth as he helped me put my bra and shirt back on. Before I knew it, he was sitting next to me, pulling his shirt on. He kissed my lips, long and passionate and so amazingly. I wanted his hands on me again, even though they’d been gone only been a few minutes.
“I don’t want to leave you, Cassie, but if I don’t leave now, we’re never leaving this parking lot,” he said, then pressed a kiss to my forehead.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him. I never wanted this feeling to end.