In this modern retelling of "Little Red Riding Hood," the wolf and the woodsman are cousins, and Ginger is the little girl who claims both of their hearts.
When three children grow up together in the rolling hills of Kentucky horse country,
One becomes a predator
One becomes a protector
And one becomes prey.
Ginger McHuid has been in love with the "Dub Twins" – Cain Wolfram and Josiah Woodman – for as long as she can remember. And for as long as the cousins can remember, they've each loved Ginger in their own all-consuming ways.
One will win her
One will be cast away
While one follows her heart.
This is a standalone novel inspired by Little Red Riding Hood. New Adult Contemporary Romance: Due to profanity and very strong sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.
(The next standalone “A Modern Fairytale” novel, ‘Don't Speak,’ inspired by ‘The Little Mermaid,’ will be released in June 2017.)
Ginger's Heart is part of the “A Modern Fairytale” collection, which will include four standalone, unrelated novels:
"The Vixen and the Vet" (Beauty & the Beast) - available now
"Never Let You Go" (Hansel & Gretel) - available now
"Ginger's Heart" (Little Red Riding Hood) - available March 22, 2016
"Don't Speak" (The Little Mermaid) - available June 16, 2017
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I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
I finished this with tears in my eyes. My heart raced over this beautiful story. I had no idea a love like this could ever be possible. Ever be real. These characters will challenge you on everything you ever thought about love. The story pushes the reader. You laugh. You cry. You live this book. There is nothing like this. Nothing.
“Will you long for her?”
Cousins, Josiah Woodman and Cain Wolfram have been in love with Ginger McHuid before they even realized what love meant. Best friends since they could remember, these three have always been close. As Ginger got older, Josiah and Cain started noticing her. Friendship turned into more. While Ginger had eyes for Cain, Josiah longed for Ginger. Cain was the dark one, while Josiah was good and light. His heart only knew how to love Ginger. While her heart belonged to Cain. But what happens when desires take over? When promises are made? Can the heart ever be trusted?
“She was a constant, dull ache in his heart that throbbed like an open would whenever he heard about her.”
While the premise of the story seems like it’s a love triangle, Ginger’s Heart goes deeper. These three have such a impenetrable bond that words cannot do it justice. I will not go too much into the plot as that is something the reader should experience. But you will feel this story all the way down to your soul. Your heart will soar. It will ache. It will break. I have never read a story with a love so moving as what I felt while reading Ginger’s Heart. This story takes the idea of soulmates to a different level. The love here is profound. Overwhelming. Magical.
“You can have this heart to break. If there’s even the smallest chance you might want it someday. Because here is what I know; even if you can’t ever give me yours, mine already belongs to you.”
Ginger’s Heart was a poignant and moving story about love and sacrifice. About soulmates and destiny. About choices and heartbreak. The writing is flawless in its delivery of a story that will leave your heart open and vulnerable. Each character will embed themselves deep within your heart. The transitions of POV throughout the story gives it so much depth. The author doesn’t tell you their story, she allows you to live it with her characters. Love is powerful. This story is a beautiful and brilliant testimony to what true love really means.
Excerpt from Chapter 12 of Ginger’s Heart, a modern fairytale, by Katy Regnery. All rights reserved. Used with permission.
An hour later they stopped by the Glenn River, eight miles downriver from Ginger’s house and two from the distillery where Cain had partied last night.
“We should water them,” he said, reining in Thunder and dismounting with the ease of a lifelong horseman.
She reined in Heath, who nickered in protest, and grinned down at Cain who reached up for her. His hands lingered for an extra moment on her hips as she slid down the front of his body. Leaning her head back, she stared up at him, daring him to pull her closer, to kiss her, to admit that this whole “friends” thing was bullshit on fire. But, he clenched his jaw, cleared his throat and dropped his hands.
“Thanks,” she murmured, her voice husky in her ears as he stared down at her, his eyes flinty and dark.
Taking Heath’s reins with a grunt, he turned away from her, leading the horses to the river’s edge and leaving her to follow behind. She leaned down to pick up a flat stone and skipped it across the slow moving water.
“Not bad,” said Cain.
“You were always the best.”
“Nah,” he said. “Woodman was better.”
“Nope,” she countered, picking up another stone. “Woodman was good, but you were better. Remember that Fourth of July that you skipped eleven times? Eleven times. It was a record.”
Satisfied that the horses were calm and drinking their fill, Cain leaned down and grabbed a rock of his own, skipping it over the dark water.
“Wow!” she said, clapping lightly. “You’ve still got the touch!”
He turned to her, grinning. “You always get excited about the littlest things. What’s it like gettin’ a kick out of everythin’, Gin?”
“What’s it like gettin’ a kick out of nothin’, Cain?” she asked, her voice full of sass.
“I’m gettin’ a kick out of you right now, princess.”
A charge zapped between them as the words left his mouth, and her breath hitched and held for just a moment, but she looked down and picked up another rock. She was enjoying today too much to go back to Awkwardland.
She skipped her rock, which sunk after three measly hops.
“Remember when you saved my Cabbage Patch doll from certain doom in this river?” she asked him.
He screwed up his face as her. “Wasn’t me. Must have been Woodman.”
“It was you!” she insisted. “Not Woodman!”
“Savin’ a dolly? Please. That has Woodman written all over it. I couldn’t have cared less if it drowned.”
“But I cared,” she said softly. “Which is why you saved it.”
“Fine. Have it your way,” he said, sitting down on a large rock near the water’s edge.
She sighed, squatting down to wash her hands in the clear water before looking back at him. “Why do you do that?”
“Let Woodman take credit for all the good things?”
He shrugged, looking away from her, out at the water. “I don’t.”
“You just did. Twice.”
He sighed, giving her a long-suffering look. “If somethin’ good happened, chances were, it was Woodman’s doin’.”
“How do you figure?”
“He’s the better man, Gin,” said Cain, his eyes severe, his words deliberate.
She stood up slowly, turning her body completely to face him. “Do you really believe that?”
He looked away. “It’s the truth.”
“Cain. Cain, look at me.” Her words didn’t feel like enough so she beseeched him with her eyes too. “You’re just as good a man as he is.”
“Ha!” scoffed Cain, standing up and moving away from her. “Not in this life, princess.”
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