You hit your head, which caused your brain to swell.
Can span any distance, stretch across time, last beyond death.
The pressure against your skull damaged your brain.
Which leads one to wonder …
The damage left you unresponsive to most kinds of stimuli.
If you fall in love in your dreams,
And this unresponsive state is what’s known as a coma.
Can you find that love when you wake up?
Full length Romantic Drama standalone.
Reading a book written by Stylo Fantome equals a journey into the unknown. She never ceases to amaze me. I should have known by now that reading the blurb of “while I was away” would do nothing in the way of preparing me for what was to follow actually reading the book.
Already wayyyyyyy before this book came I gave exactly this kind of plot a lot of thoughts due to some private reasons. So it was a no brainer that I had to see how Ms. Fantome worked on the obstacles and logistics. And she did good – with all the twists and turns – ups and downs she squeezed into the plot – gosh – there were times I really lost my way in this plot and I was wondering what might be happening next – and that is a something that does not happen to frequently.
Still I can not help myself but for the second time within one week I have the line “Alice in Wonderland” on the tip of my tongue – . And if this would be a movie there would be a Johnny Depp in the cast because this whole plot is an explosion of color. It is bizarre to say the least – and still it manages to be romantic. It is a rollercoaster of emotions and at the same time you think there have to be drugs involved in this story.
I think this book is one of a kind and I would recommend it with a line like … If you ever felt you wanted to read a love story for adults that felt like Alice in Wonderland – look no further.
My “negative” point … (if you can call it that) I felt there were to many plot strings. Meaning – while I loved all the secondary characters all of their plot strings were to prominent. Sometimes I was about to loose my way wondering which character should have the main attention…
Which makes me wonder in hindsight – maybe that was intentional by the author – I would not put it past her … I just wonder why ? hmmmm
Anyway – 4 stars for this really surprising book Beautifully written and I will never hesitate to pick up a book by this author if the blurb appeals to me as she never ceases to amaze me.
While it really surprised me in a positive way – I felt I could not keep my focus on the leading characters and therefore I was not 100% into the emotional rollercoaster as I should have been.
Adele was
babbling, she knew, but she couldn’t stop herself. So she was thankful when
Jones cut her off and yanked her close. He sat up at the same time, and before
she even realized what was happening, he was kissing her.
Finally.
The last
time – the only time – they’d kissed, he’d disappeared forever. This
time, she was determined to make the most of it. They both shifted onto their
knees, arms going around each other, and when she gasped at the intensity of
his hold, his tongue slipped into her mouth. She moaned and curled her fingers
in his hair, praying the moment would last forever.
Ah, but
this place is the anti-prayer. So shall you think it, so shall it not
be.
Jones’
hands had moved to cup either side of her face. He pulled away, then leaned
back in for another slow kiss. Tried to say something, then kissed her again.
Once more, and she could just feel it – it was the last one.
“I wish we
could stay here forever,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers.
“Me, too,”
she whispered back. He grabbed hold of her wrists and gently removed her arms
from around his neck.
“But it
can’t be. You either go forward, or you go back. You can only stand still for
so long, Adele.”
She didn’t
even know what he was talking about, and she knew he was right. The storm above
them was getting worse. Something was coming. Eternity waited for no one, not
even her, it seemed.
She
squeezed her eyes shut tight.
“I tried,
Jones. I tried to stand still with you. I tried to get caught in the now with
you.”
“I know you
did. And now I want you to try something else,” his voice was so low, she could
barely hear it over all the thunder.
“What?”
“I want you
to concentrate. And then, I want you to open your eyes.”
She bit
into her bottom lip and turned her head, brushing her nose against the side of
his cheek so she could remember the feel of him. Inhaled deeply so she could
remember the smell of him. Then she took an even deeper breath and did as she
was told.
She
concentrated on the ground below her. Listened to the storm raging above her.
Felt Jones’ body heat in front of her.
And she
also remembered. Could hear her brother Ocean laugh in her ear, the sound made
such rare appearances. Could picture her brother River standing in front of
her, looking so serious and concerned. Could feel her brother August around
her, giving her one of his big hugs.
The wind
around them didn’t lessen in intensity, but it did slow down. Or time slowed,
she couldn’t be sure. There was a terrific booming noise, followed by the sound
of something ripping. At first, she thought it was the sky – the storm must
have really been opening up. Then she felt a tremor in the ground under her,
and she knew what it was.
The giant
tree was finally tipping over. It groaned as gravity took hold of its weight
and pulled it over the edge of the cliff. She could actually sense the roots
being ripped from the earth as the tree made a swan dive.
And as the
roots came free, they tore apart the face of the cliff. She could feel the
ground crumbling away from her, could tell she was falling. Jones held onto her
for as long as he could, but just as his arms were about to reach their limit,
gravity took over once again and yanked her away completely.
Author Bio
Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.
Reading a book written by Stylo Fantome equals a journey into the unknown. She never ceases to amaze me. I should have known by now that reading the blurb of “while I was away” would do nothing in the way of preparing me for what was to follow actually reading the book.
Already wayyyyyyy before this book came I gave exactly this kind of plot a lot of thoughts due to some private reasons. So it was a no brainer that I had to see how Ms. Fantome worked on the obstacles and logistics. And she did good – with all the twists and turns – ups and downs she squeezed into the plot – gosh – there were times I really lost my way in this plot and I was wondering what might be happening next – and that is a something that does not happen to frequently.
Still I can not help myself but for the second time within one week I have the line “Alice in Wonderland” on the tip of my tongue – . And if this would be a movie there would be a Johnny Depp in the cast because this whole plot is an explosion of color. It is bizarre to say the least – and still it manages to be romantic. It is a rollercoaster of emotions and at the same time you think there have to be drugs involved in this story.
I think this book is one of a kind and I would recommend it with a line like … If you ever felt you wanted to read a love story for adults that felt like Alice in Wonderland – look no further.
My “negative” point … (if you can call it that) I felt there were to many plot strings. Meaning – while I loved all the secondary characters all of their plot strings were to prominent. Sometimes I was about to loose my way wondering which character should have the main attention…
Which makes me wonder in hindsight – maybe that was intentional by the author – I would not put it past her … I just wonder why ? hmmmm
Anyway – 4 stars for this really surprising book Beautifully written and I will never hesitate to pick up a book by this author if the blurb appeals to me as she never ceases to amaze me.
While it really surprised me in a positive way – I felt I could not keep my focus on the leading characters and therefore I was not 100% into the emotional rollercoaster as I should have been.
Crazy woman
from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a
necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about
right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see
shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m
clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs
more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I
do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the
year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a
curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t
understand me.
Her lips, the way she feels, how she moves against me. Her voice when she laughs, her eyes when she cries. Her soul connected to mine, for better or for worse, for all eternity.
I don’t remember.
A blank face. Unrecognizable. The darkness and impenetrable fog, day after day after day. Who am I? And for that matter, who is she?
I can’t remember.
Two sides to the same coin – one wants to remember, and the other wants to stay forgotten. Which side will win? Can he trust his heart to bring him back to her? Or will she stay lost in the fog forever?
I might never remember.
warning: features adult themes
I have been coming across this authors name for quite a while now – always thinking I should try reading a book of hers.
So when the opportunity came to review this book – I directly went for it.
Is no secret that I am not a big fan of stories that are separated in alternating Before and After chapter. But because of the plot of this story it works for this book. The writing style is well developed and the characters feel equally developed.
To not give away too much of the story I have to keep it vague. I liked the story idea a lot and it was developed in a realistic way that lets the reader imagine that it might actually take place just like its told. But I have to admit if the characters would for the whole book be the ones from the before chapter, I think I would not have finished the book. Simply because I am not a big fan of the environment they were “living” in …. I have no problems reading about their favorite pastime (me being vague sorry) as long as it is a pastime – but everything in their life seemed to be around this issue. Even though at times the male lead obviously recognized that it was a problem.
My problem was that due to “this” I could not take his love declarations serious, because I could not judge if it was the “rose colored glasses” he wore or if he really was in love with the female lead.
The after chapters showed a male lead I very much liked and who felt believable for the situation he was in – yet he is in a relationship again with a female that feels off from the beginning on. I am not sure if that was the authors intention though. I assume it should have looked like a good thing at the beginning …
When the before and the after “world” of the characters start to merge. The story felt real to me with the exeption of the female from the after part. Her changes in behavior bordered on a mental problem ( sorry to be so blunt )
I really liked the male after this merger he grew with his struggle and was well written. As I said I am not a big fan of “before” and “after” books but here it really worked out and the story is really deeply developed. Especially the male lead is really great.
As for the author I am pretty sure now that I will go back to some of her older books that peeked my interest before. Because now I am sure I like her writing.
4. A secret spot to hook up with your even-more-secret girlfriend.
Liam Edenhoff is a simple creature. He likes women, tacos, and sex. As long as he has those in his life, everything is good. He’s finally realizing maybe he’s just not cut out for relationships – surely there’s got to be a woman out there who’d be okay with roof top margaritas, casual sex, and no attachments.
Enter a new neighbor – one who is allergic to commitment and prefers her sex casual but frequent. She’s seen him at his worst and is still willing to play his games, on three conditions – discretion is a must, casual is key, and absolutely no drama. Sounds like the perfect arrangement. What could go wrong?
Famous last words when dealing with neighbors.
This story contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature, multiple uses of coarse language, and more tacos than is healthy or sane to read about. Reader discretion is advised.
This is the third installment in the Twin Estates series.
Playlist for the Twin Estates Novel #3 – Block Party
Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.
4. A secret spot to hook up with your even-more-secret girlfriend.
Liam Edenhoff is a simple creature. He likes women, tacos, and sex. As long as he has those in his life, everything is good. He’s finally realizing maybe he’s just not cut out for relationships – surely there’s got to be a woman out there who’d be okay with roof top margaritas, casual sex, and no attachments.
Enter a new neighbor – one who is allergic to commitment and prefers her sex casual but frequent. She’s seen him at his worst and is still willing to play his games, on three conditions – discretion is a must, casual is key, and absolutely no drama. Sounds like the perfect arrangement. What could go wrong?
Famous last words when dealing with neighbors.
This story contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature, multiple uses of coarse language, and more tacos than is healthy or sane to read about. Reader discretion is advised.
This is the third installment in the Twin Estates series.
Playlist for the Twin Estates Novel #3 – Block Party
Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.
Her lips, the way she feels, how she moves against me. Her
voice when she laughs, her eyes when she cries. Her soul connected to mine, for
better or for worse, for all eternity.I don’t remember.
A blank face. Unrecognizable. The darkness and impenetrable fog, day after day
after day. Who am I? And for that matter, who is she?
I can’t remember.
Two sides to the same coin – one wants to remember, and the other wants to stay
forgotten. Which side will win? Can he trust his heart to bring him back to
her? Or will she stay lost in the fog forever?
Crazy woman
from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a
necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about
right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see
shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m
clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs
more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I
do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the
year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a
curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t
understand me.
Her lips, the way she feels, how she moves against me. Her
voice when she laughs, her eyes when she cries. Her soul connected to mine, for
better or for worse, for all eternity.I don’t remember.A blank face. Unrecognizable. The darkness and impenetrable fog, day after day
after day. Who am I? And for that matter, who is she?
I can’t remember.
Two sides to the same coin – one wants to remember, and the other wants to stay
forgotten. Which side will win? Can he trust his heart to bring him back to
her? Or will she stay lost in the fog forever?
Crazy woman
from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a
necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about
right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see
shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m
clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs
more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I
do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the
year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a
curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t
understand me.
I have been coming across this authors name for quite a while now – always thinking I should try reading a book of hers.
So when the opportunity came to review this book – I directly went for it.
Is no secret that I am not a big fan of stories that are separated in alternating Before and After chapter. But because of the plot of this story it works for this book. The writing style is well developed and the characters feel equally developed.
To not give away too much of the story I have to keep it vague. I liked the story idea a lot and it was developed in a realistic way that lets the reader imagine that it might actually take place just like its told. But I have to admit if the characters would for the whole book be the ones from the before chapter, I think I would not have finished the book. Simply because I am not a big fan of the environment they were “living” in …. I have no problems reading about their favorite pastime (me being vague sorry) as long as it is a pastime – but everything in their life seemed to be around this issue. Even though at times the male lead obviously recognized that it was a problem.
My problem was that due to “this” I could not take his love declarations serious, because I could not judge if it was the “rose colored glasses” he wore or if he really was in love with the female lead.
The after chapters showed a male lead I very much liked and who felt believable for the situation he was in – yet he is in a relationship again with a female that feels off from the beginning on. I am not sure if that was the authors intention though. I assume it should have looked like a good thing at the beginning …
When the before and the after “world” of the characters start to merge. The story felt real to me with the exeption of the female from the after part. Her changes in behavior bordered on a mental problem ( sorry to be so blunt )
I really liked the male after this merger he grew with his struggle and was well written. As I said I am not a big fan of “before” and “after” books but here it really worked out and the story is really deeply developed. Especially the male lead is really great.
As for the author I am pretty sure now that I will go back to some of her older books that peeked my interest before. Because now I am sure I like her writing.
Her lips, the way she feels, how she moves against me. Her voice when she laughs, her eyes when she cries. Her soul connected to mine, for better or for worse, for all eternity.
I don’t remember.
A blank face. Unrecognizable. The darkness and impenetrable fog, day after day after day. Who am I? And for that matter, who is she?
I can’t remember.
Two sides to the same coin – one wants to remember, and the other wants to stay forgotten. Which side will win? Can he trust his heart to bring him back to her? Or will she stay lost in the fog forever?
