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Release Date: October 22, 2019
Actual Rating: 5 stars
BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND ROMANCE. FRIENDS-TO-LOVERS. SLOW BURN.
It's always a pleasure to find a new author who continuously rocks your world through her stories- Catherine Cowles is that author for me. Beautifully Broken Spirit is the third standalone in the Sutter Lake series. These novels all feature different characters, each one as lovable as the last. In this one, readers will meet Jensen and Tuck- two people who have been friends for a long time but have been fighting their feelings for each other because of life circumstances.
Tuck stole my heart. There are no words to describe just how much this man (and his ex playboy tendencies) seeped into my soul. I could feel the heart aching love he felt for Jensen, even though he could never do anything about it because she's his best friends sister.
Jensen. She's got quite the emotional story and her life was never easy. Being a single mother and in love with her brother's best friend doesn't make it easier either. But the fire, the slow burn, and eventually an ignition to the flame brings these two together and the rest is history.
I love a book that makes my heart ache and smile at the same time and Beautifully Broken Spirit did this for me. The story is emotional, one that is definitely going to have an effect on any reader, but it's so worth the pain. I have said it before and I'll say it again, Catherine Cowles is an amazing storyteller and her words are hypnotic to me. I love the way she weaves a heart stopping romance with a little suspense in the mix, all the while making me CRAVE for more. If you haven't had the chance to read this AMAZING SERIES you are seriously missing out. I highly recommend it.
READ AN EXCERPT
“Hey, Little J.”
My entire world seemed to tunnel as my vision went black, and my knees buckled.
“Shit!” Strong hands caught me before I could hit the floor. I blinked rapidly as Tuck’s face came into focus. His expression was full of worry. “Are you okay?” He settled me into one of the café chairs.
My stomach pitched. “I’m fine. Just got up too fast. You startled me.”
Tuck’s brow furrowed. “The door was unlocked.”
“Well, I thought I’d locked it.”
Tuck let out a sound that was a cross between a sigh and a growl of frustration. “You need to be more careful. Anyone could’ve come in here, and you wouldn’t have even known. Just because we live in a small town doesn’t mean you shouldn’t take precautions.”
I pinned him with a stare that should’ve had him taking a step back. “I know that. Believe me, I of all people fucking know that.”
Tuck winced. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
I waved him off. “I know.” I pushed up to stand, but the world turned wobbly again, and Tuck pressed me back into the chair.
“Oh, no, you don’t. When’s the last time you had something to eat?”
I tried to think back. I guess I had missed lunch. “A granola bar in the car on the way to drop Noah off at school?”
This time Tuck did growl. “You need to take better care of yourself.”
My skin prickled. “I take fine care of myself, you big behemoth.”
“I’m not seeing a whole lot of evidence of that lately. You take care of everyone but yourself.” I opened my mouth to argue, but he kept right on going. “You stay right here while I go fix you a snack.” Tuck pinned me with a hard gaze. “You move a muscle, and I will paddle your ass.”
My jaw came unhinged, but simmering heat pooled low in my belly. My hands fisted. What the hell? Before I could regain any semblance of the ability to speak, Tuck had turned on his heel and strode towards the kitchen. Had I actually hit my head? Was I now in some sort of coma-induced alternate universe where Tuck threatened to spank me? And why the hell did some part of me like the idea?
I was clearly in some sort of hunger-induced brain misfire. That was the only reasonable explanation. I did all kinds of crazy stuff when I went too long without sustenance. Yes, those crazy things were generally something like eating an entire pan of brownies in one sitting. They weren’t typically the burning desire to climb one of my best friends since birth like a tree. But hunger could make you do lots of insane things.
Tuck emerged from the kitchen juggling a plate with the largest sandwich I’d ever seen and a tall glass of what looked like apple juice. He came towards me with what I could only describe as a swagger. Had his hips always moved like that when he walked?
Don’t get me wrong, I knew Tuck was attractive. Hot even. I’d had the requisite crush on him throughout my middle school years and even into high school. But he had always treated me like a little sister. Someone he liked hanging with. But never once had he given me even a single hint that he was interested in more than friendship. And I’d grown up. I’d put him firmly in the big-brother category. So, why, all of a sudden, was my body reacting to him?
It had to be my dry spell. Could it even be called that if it was as dry and vast as the Sahara? I needed to get laid and stat. Because the last thing I needed was to fall for a guy who was a walking one-night stand.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Writer of words. Drinker of Diet Cokes. Lover of all things cute and furry, especially her dog. Catherine has had her nose in a book since the time she could read and finally decided to write down some of her own stories. When she's not writing she can be found exploring her home state of Oregon, listening to true crime podcasts, or searching for her next book boyfriend.
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