Thick Love by Eden Butler * Blog Tour * Review * Giveaway

Posted September 4, 2015 by Yesi in Blog Tour, Book Reviews / 0 Comments

Thick Love by Eden Butler * Blog Tour * Review * Giveaway

Thick Love by Eden Butler * Blog Tour * Review * Giveawayfour-stars

 

Title: Thick Love (Thin Love, #2)
Author: Eden Butler
Genre: NA | Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 31, 2015
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Synopsis

He doesn’t ask their names.

He doesn’t deserve to know them.

Ransom Riley Hale’s friends think his life is charmed: first string as a freshman on a championship-winning college football team. A father with two Super Bowl rings. A mother with platinum albums and multiple Grammies under her belt. But that brilliant shine on the surface hides the darkness beneath; it’s all Ransom has ever known.

Despite the shadows he walked in, once there was a blinding light fracturing the darkness. It brought the promise of hope and happiness. He’d been careless, filled with pride and stupidity and lost that light. Ripped it from the world.

Now, the shadows are dimming again. Aly King surges into his life threatening to pull him from the darkness. She is everything Ransom can never be again. Her light feels too warm, promises him that there is more waiting for him beyond the shadows.

But the shadows are relentless, resurfacing when he thinks he is safe, and Ransom knows he must keep Aly from them too before he pulls her down into the darkness with him.

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Yesi’s Thoughts

By far one of my most anticipated books of the summer! I fell head over heels in love with Kona and Kiera in Thin Love and My Beloved and it was no doubt that Ransom would do the same. Thick Love is Ransom’s story and oh boy what a story it was!

I’m all about second chances and redemption is my books… I love to challenge an author (mentally of course) in many ways…  can a book about the child of a beloved couple all grown-up live up to the impossibly high standard? Is the hero worthy of a second chance at love and/or of redemption? And mostly, can the author make me fall just as hard for the new hero as I did for the dad? I can wholeheartedly say YES!!! Ransom was all that I expected and more. He was a truly a good guy who was dealing with an overwhelming and crushing tragedy. He felt unworthy and he felt so utterly lost. This is the story of two broken people who find each other in the most unexpected way. Aly was just what Ransom needed to pull him out of the darkness. I truly enjoyed reading their story.

But with all of that being said, yes Ransom was fantastic, but he wasn’t without faults in this one. He was stubborn, he was a total downer at times, and at one point I was starting to feel that darkness right along with. I felt the urge to smack him a few times so he could snap out of it and see what was right in front of him. I do enjoy a sad book every once in a while but I want to quickly be pulled out of the funk. I felt that the sad undertone of Thick Love was a bit much for me. I like happy in my books. Overall I enjoyed the difficult journey that Ransom and Aly had to face to find love and I am happy that they found each other. I do have to say that the epilogue KILLED me, CRUSHED me, and yeah… I’ll stop there. Is it 2016 yet?

Thick love is best. Thick love is…it’s when you KNOW.”
“It’s when you know what?”
“It’s when you know you’ve found the one that can pick up the pieces when you let your heart get broken.

Thick Love – Excerpt

“Dance with me,” I said. He only stared up at me blankly.

“I don’t feel like practicing.”

“I’m not asking you to practice. I’m asking you to dance.”

Ransom’s body stiffened when I picked up his hand, but he didn’t fight me. “Just be here with me. Me and you and the music.”

We came together in the center of my living room with that slow, soothing music wrapping around us. There was no Kizomba, no prequel to a seduction we both wanted to avoid. There was just Ransom bending low, arms around me, hand taking mine to hold against his chest. After a few seconds, the tension lessened, and his body did not feel as rigid. It felt peaceful, and safe, and simple—just two people, holding each other, swaying to the music.

His mouth hovered near my forehead and as we moved together with no form or practiced steps, Ransom’s grip on my waist got tighter. “I wish I could breathe again. I want that so bad.” The words were whispered, low.

I closed my eyes, reminding myself that I couldn’t touch him.

“Ransom. You can.”

He looked down at me and right then I saw just how lost he was. This realization didn’t come from flippant comments he made to me or desperate excuses I overheard him make. It was all there right in his eyes—the loneliness, the pain, as though each mistake he’d made was etched into the rise of his cheekbones and the worried, faint lines on his forehead. He was still drifting; he had been drifting for so damn long.

The pain in his eyes drew me in. There was nothing I could say that would make his hurt lessen. There was nothing that would take him from the lingering sorrow he’d created for himself. So I didn’t speak, didn’t give him advice I knew he’d never take. I just watched Ransom’s eyes, and felt the slow way he moved. And then with my hand on the back of his neck, I pulled his face towards me, I took his lips, kissing him, pouring into that kiss everything I’d held back from him since we first met.

This is who I am. This is what I want. That voice came from someplace hidden and secret inside me.

It was minutes, minutes of nothing but my mouth on his, nothing but two people finding solace in each other, before

I realized I’d messed up.

He didn’t seem to want me to pull away, but didn’t stop me when I did. Shaking my head, I smoothed the collar on his shirt, unable to look at him. “I’m…modi, Ransom, I’m sorry.”

Ransom pulled my chin up and smoothed his thumb over my cheek, down the slope of my chin before he returned his attention to my eyes. “I don’t think I am.”

It was a moment I thought I’d always wanted. Him looking at me like I was real, like he saw me, finally saw me. I’d seen that look once before, just as Ransom whispered my name and kissed me over and over the first time. It wasn’t the look of someone hopeless. It was open and raw and I realized right then that I’d give anything for Ransom to never stop looking at me.

But this was against our rules. This wasn’t how we were supposed to be. I took his hand, thought of pulling it away from my face but didn’t have the strength, liked how it felt on my face too much. “Friends don’t kiss, Ransom.”

A small nod, and his eyes narrowed. His grip around me tightened. The music around us swelled. “No, they don’t,” he said, still touching my face, inching closer and I knew, right then, he was definitely not my friend.

Books in the Thin Love Series

Thin Love My Beloved THICK_LOVE_COVER
Thin Love Series Purchase LinksAmazon | Amazon UK | B&N | Kobo | iTunes

About Eden Butler

Eden Butler PicEden Butler is an editor and writer of New Adult Romance and SciFi and Fantasy novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum. Her debut novel, a New Adult, Contemporary (no cliffie) Romance, “Chasing Serenity” launched in October 2013 and quickly became an Amazon bestseller.

When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden edits, reads and spends way too much time watching rugby, Doctor Who and New Orleans Saints football.

She is currently imprisoned under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana.

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