The reviews are in!!!
From Amazon – Review by Beth H. - After a tragic first love encounter, Kari has sworn off men. When the gorgeous Neil Mars crashes into her life she is awestruck. The more she gets to know him the more she starts to love him. But if Neil ever discovers Kari secret, will she lose him forever? This review was difficult to write without a spoiler so I’m going to leave the summary at that. Now I’m going to focus on the characters. Rucy Ban creates a group of witty, quirky, and wonderfully loyal characters. People you’d love to call friend. She also created a complete bottom feeder antagonist that you couldn’t help but hate. Kari is a naïve yet sweet and compassionate which makes her situation all deplorable. Neil is truly prince charming, the perfect man who comes to her rescue. This is a novella length story, I would have loved to have the story longer with more details which would have removed the few gaps in the storyline. Ultimately, I found All My Life a gritty yet fun, enjoyable read with wounded characters that found the most beautiful love.
From Goodreads – Review by Miranda - Hot! If the cover doesn’t draw you in the blurb most definitely will. So let me tell you that the story is even better. It’s about a girl who goes through an incident that changes her forever. Sounds familiar? However, the stuff that happens to her is not something I’ve read in anything recent. After that ‘incident’…our girl…Kari plods along life and then (cue ‘drum roll’) enter…Neil. Ladies and gentlemen…I have a new boy toy to fawn over! Get this
“As I lose myself to the beat of the music, my hands trail up his arms to twine around his neck. With his face an inch apart from mine, eyes unwavering, he tracks my each and every move. He dips me, brings me up, holds me close and never lets go. When the song finishes, I don’t know how long we’ve been dancing. I just know that I’ll never be the same again. Can a single dance change someone’s life? Because it certainly feels like it’s just changed mine.” OOoooh! Swwooooon! I’m in love and I’m so going out tonight!This one rocks!
And now…the teaser!! The Excerpt!!
My day starts like they often do now. I wake up early, pack my bag, eat my cereal, wear my trusty Blundstones and leave a note, reminding my Mom it’s her turn to scrounge up dinner tonight.
With the opening riff of a Prince song playing in my ear, I step off the curb and cross the road. That’s when I notice a new signage on the two-story building just opposite our house. Six months ago, an art gallery had shut shop there. But today as I look up at the new signage my mouth falls open.
I stand there for a moment staring at it, not believing my eyes. On a black metal plate, in cursive red are inscribed the words – The Prick. I look around wondering if this is one of those candid camera things when I notice a woman inside the shop. Middle-aged, halter-necked, blood red lips, pierced-eyebrow and eyes staring straight…at me. Not wishing to tread from harmless gawker territory into the psychotic stalker zone, I manage to give her an awkward nod before hurrying on my way.
The massive maple trees lining the streets are bursting with hues and for a change walking towards the subway doesn’t make me feel like a total crapshoot. September has always been the month when things changed. From fierce green to tinged mustard, from willowy linen to soft yarn, from a dreamy early morning stroll to being slammed into and pushed smack onto the pavement!
“Whattt-daa…!” A male voice shouts. I lie there listening to my assailant belting away a string of curses and I frown. Why is he cursing?! I should be the one invoking all that is holy to smite him.
My cheek resting a bit too comfortably on the grimy pavement, I wonder about what his next move will be. Will he shove his knee into my back and scramble through my pockets? Will he kick me in the stomach and dig a muzzle into my skull? I’m still thinking of all the CSI-fueled scenarios when I realize instead of being mugged, I’m actually being cradled! With one hand under my knees and the other under my shoulders, my lame-ass assailant places me gently on the pavement.
It’s only when he crouches in front of me, that I get a good look at his face. “Are you okay?”
I raise a hand over my eyes and try to focus on him. It’s Eddie! Eddie Jameson. Who is definitely…not an assailant. In fact he used to be a senior in my school. I know him. Heck, everyone I know knows him. He had graced our school alumnus session last year where he’d been animatedly introduced by our Principal as someone who’d actually succeeded in an incredibly unattainable task. He hadn’t been able to resist buying an Apple (well, we’d already got that by the half-chewed fruit prominently displayed on his laptop). No. Eddie had managed the other impossible feat of landing himself into one of the top three Bschools.
An achievement that made him worthy of being waved like an organic, farm-fresh carrot in front of our pesticide-poisoned minds. By the end of that session even my hard-to-impress besties, Ian and Becky, had proclaimed him as Eddie, the Geek-God. Six-foot frame covered with faded jeans, plaid and leather, a rugged square jaw and spectacled eyes topped with delectable bed head hair. Admittedly, they are not far off the mark.
“Hey, did I get you bad?”
I try to ignore all the connotations my brain immediately comes up with but then the inky black curls peeking out from his collar catch my eye. I look away hastily, only to be fascinated by how his jeans tighten over his thighs as he hunkers right in front of me. Christ! Then I do the only thing I can, to stop myself from behaving like a complete and total pervert. I squeeze my eyes shut.
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