Series: Fading #2
Published by Self-Published on December 9, 2013
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Sometimes it takes someone else to show us what we are truly capable of becoming.
Suffering from years of violent abuse, Ryan Campbell has learned how to keep people from getting too close. But when you shut yourself off, people get hurt along the way. Never caring much about others, Ryan creates a world in which he doesn’t have to feel.
When Ryan meets Candace Parker, all of his walls slowly begin to crumble. Not sure of the truth of who she is, he feels his mind is playing tricks on him. Unable to force out the thoughts that consume him, Ryan is haunted by visions that torment him every time he looks at her. He finds himself swallowed by guilt and blame, but he’s unwilling to turn his back on the one person that could possibly save him.
You’ve heard Candace’s story in Fading, now hear Ryan’s.
I was in dire need for cheesecake with my coffee early this week so I decided to leave my comfy reading chair at home and go to a local coffee shop to curb my cravings and start E.K. Blair’s Falling. I knew from reading Fading and Freeing that this one was going to be an emotional read but I figured since I’ve read the previous books I wouldn’t be quite as affected but oh boy was I wrong.
From the very beginning, I was immediately drawn into Ryan’s gut wrenched past. He tells us about his life growing up and how his mother was dealt the brunt of the physical abuse. Not even a quarter into the story I was already a sniffling mess. Before I embarrassed myself even more I left my half-eaten cheesecake and just booked it.
As I get home and continue on with the story I further get to know the real Ryan and fall deeper in love with his character. While he did treat women as mere playthings early on it isn’t who he really is. You can tell with the way he treats his friends, his mother, cousins and the little ones. He is this caring and sensitive person just waiting to find his souls’ true mate – Candace.
“I never knew that a person could be capable of falling as hard as I have for Candace. I spent so many years fearing the fall, but she made it effortless, taking all my fears away. With her, I know I’ll never get enough. I’m always going to want more, and as I make love to
her, I know I’m gonna spend the rest of my life falling.”
When we get to the part where he realizes who she is, his pain felt real and palpable. The storytelling is that remarkable it was as if I was pulled into Ryan’s shoes experiencing his agony and internal struggle between becoming the person his father once was versus remaining at Candace’s side being her strength and constant.
I tell you that it doesn’t matter if you’ve read Candace’s or even Jace’s version and know where it all was headed. Reading Ryan’s point of view still reads fresh and new. Every single detail added further enhanced the original story which was already phenomenal to begin with. Leading me to say that I would willingly sacrifice an entire cheesecake for this authors’ work. This series is just THAT amazing.
I know that there are still 16 more days to go ’til the end of 2013 but even so I am ninety-nine point nine percent convinced that this is the one… my #1 series book choice of the year.
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“Babe, what the fuck happened in there?” I ask, when we get to my car, her whole body shaking. “Who the fuck did you see?”
She falls with her back against the side of the car and grabs on to my shirt as she’s crying, gasping for a decent intake of air.
“Jack is in there. We have to leave.”
“Him! Jack is . . .” Her cries are strained when I see Jase approach, asking in shock, “Candace, what happened?”
“Who the fuck is Jack?!” I scream, confused as fuck with what’s playing out in front of me.
“The guy that attacked her,” Jase tells me.
Grabbing on to Candace’s shoulders, I demand, “Get in the car. Now.” I pull my keys out of my pocket and hand them to Jase, yelling at him, “Get her in the fucking car!”
Everything tunnels as I turn from everything good in my life and walk away.
One second. That’s all it took.
Suspended in a false reality where actions and consequences no longer exist. Where rage boils so deep inside your veins that you’d do almost anything to drain them. I’d bleed it all out for her.
Chaos. I’m in it when I slam through the doors and bark out, demanding only the way a feral animal would, “Where’s Jack?!”
When the guy to my left points him out, I come unleashed.