Wrecked
by J.B. Salsbury
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Sale: July 18, 2017
Publisher:
Forever
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Paperback: $13.99 USD
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Audio:
$24.98 USD
Wrecked is the new standalone novel of deliciously
dark, deeply emotional contemporary romance from J.B. Salsbury, the New York
Times bestselling author of Split and The Fighting Series.
When
you can't trust yourself, how can you ask anyone else to?
It's
been months since Aden Colt left the Army, and still the memories haunt him.
When he moved into a tiny boat off the California coast, he thought he'd found
the perfect place to escape life. Then Sawyer shows up and turns his simple
life upside down. Beautiful and sophisticated, she seems out of place in this
laid-back beach town. Something is pushing her to experience everything she can—including
Aden. But as much as he wants her, starting a relationship with Sawyer puts
them both at risk. For Aden, the past doesn't stay there; it shows up
unexpectedly, uncontrollably, and doesn't care whose life it wrecks.
Aden is haunted with the
horrors of war and an act of betrayal that now not only troubles his dreams but
takes over him mind. He drinks to forget
and he uses women as an escape. His mental
state is literally a wreck and right from the start the reader feels his pain
and anguish. I seriously wanted to reach
inside the book and give this man a hug.
Sawyer life is not the most
exciting, and she is okay with that. She
plans out everything that she does and is not found of taking risks. Her twin sister, Celia is dying and her last
request is for Sawyer to take on the task of packing up her cottage and bring
her belongings back home. The only caveat
is that Sawyer must pretend to be Celia and to have fun – not only to pretend
to be Celia, but live life like Celia, wild and crazy and full of adventure. Oh, and Sawyer can’t tell Celia’s friends about
the switch and about her dying. Surely, nothing can go wrong with that plan,
right?
Despite some near rocky
moments, everything seems to be going quite smoothly right until the moment Sawyer
and Aden meet. This, my dear reader is
where the sparks fly and the chemistry between the two ignite into a huge
inferno that these two souls never imagined could be possible. Being with Sawyer (a.k.a Celia) makes Aden
forget the horrors of his past and he starts to feel alive again. Sawyer grounds him and he feels at piece when
they are together. And being with Aden,
Sawyer learns to not only find love, but learns to experience life by doing
things outside her comfort zone. But
there is that one big lie between them, Aden thinks that Sawyer is Celia and
Sawyer is afraid of telling him the truth because of the past deceit in his
life.
Ms. Salsbury did it again! I became a fan with her novel Split, and I couldn’t imagine her
writing anything better than that. Boy
was a wrong! She has written as story
that totally consumed me and created so many emotions within me. Wrecked
is full of anguish and raw, heart-wrenching moments, but it is also full of a
sense of hope that someone who has witnessed so much death, so much betrayal,
and has so much guilt can once again find love and learn to forgive himself. Oh, and the hot sex didn’t hurt the story
either – nope, not one little bit!
This story is raw, gritty, and
sexy, yet it’s also a story full of hope and love that can withstand even the
darkest of storms. Ms. Salsbury’s style of writing is addicting and the story
line tugs at your heart while the fascinating plot keeps everything moving
smoothly and effortlessly. The characters
she creates are realistic and I instantly connected with them, caring for them
as if they were real people. I couldn’t
put this book down and spent every single minute possible reading this
heart-stopping story until the very last page was read. Not only was this
a great story – it was simply INCREDIBLE!
I am giving Wrecked a well-deserved 5-star
rating and would definitely recommend it to all my friends because not only is it
raw, sexy and emotional, it’s intriguing from the very first page to the very
last.
Oh no, fuck no!
I thought he was kidding. I should’ve known
better. Aden’s intentions with me since I stupidly boarded this boat have been
my torment for his enjoyment. He loved watching me squirm over the bait tank
and when I proved I wouldn’t shy away from a challenge, he pulled out the big
guns. From his flirty smiles to his teasing touches, he’s discovered my
weaknesses and is exploiting them for his own entertainment.
Now this? Raw fish probably still warm from
fighting for its life.
And now I’m God knows how many feet above
water sitting on a two-seater bench held up by rusty ladders and staring down a
piece of glistening pink meat.
“You have to eat it, it’s a rite of passage.”
He offers the meat to my lips and I quickly turn my face away.
“I’m really not hungry.” As if the idea isn’t
enough to turn my stomach, watching him clean the fish before sectioning off
enough for lunch wasn’t much of an appetite builder.
“Of course you are.” He brings the piece to
his own mouth and takes a bite, closing his eyes with a moan as he chews.
I feel a rush of bile hit my throat, or maybe
it’s beer, either way it’s warm and it burns. “That’s disgusting.”
“You’re telling me you don’t like sushi?”
My eyes widen. Sawyer would say she’s never
had sushi. But Celia’s a different story. She ate a live cricket in the eighth
grade on a dare. She didn’t even flinch. “I like sushi, just not directly from
the…um…source.”
“Doesn’t get fresher than this.” He takes
another bite and I can’t deny that his response to eating it does give it some
appeal.
“I think I need soy sauce or that green
stuff.” What’s it called?
“Just try it.”
“I really don’t want to.”
“Oh come on.” He smiles in that cute crooked
way that makes my heart dip and dive. “Live a little.”
I chew the inside of my mouth debating the
cost/benefit of taking a bite of this fresh-out-of-the-ocean fish. On one hand,
I’ll impress Aden. That in and of itself is worth the ick factor. But what if I
throw up all over his boat? Is the chance of impressing him worth totally
humiliating myself? I groan when I realize what I’m doing, exactly what I swore
I wouldn’t do. I’m making an internal pros and cons list. I close my eyes and
steel my resolve and my spine. Don’t think, just decide. I pop open my eyes
followed by my mouth.
“Yeah?” He stares at my parted lips.
I nod, hoping he’ll hurry before I change my
mind.
Lifting the rose-colored flesh forward, he
places it between my teeth. It’s a small bite so I close my lips around his
fingers expecting him to pull away…but he doesn’t. For a moment I’m suspended
in his gaze, totally stuck while his hot fingers rest between my lips. This
should be grossing me out; after all, I watched him gut this fish with his bare
hands and to wash off all the blood he merely dipped them into the ocean. But all
the thoughts of raw fish and a stranger’s finger do nothing to stave off the
warmth blooming in my belly. My tongue pulls the meat deeper into my mouth,
brushing against the rough pad of his forefinger. He bites his lip but finally
drops his hand.
He watches intently while I chew and swallow.
“How was it?” His voice is low and gruff.
Lost in the heated moment, I barely tasted
it. “Good.”
His hand cups the back of my head and he
pulls me toward him, stopping just short of our lips touching. “I can’t fucking
take this anymore.” His breath is sawing in and out, bursting against my mouth
with impatience. “Let me.” It’s a demand, not a question.
A kiss. I don’t need to channel Celia or flip
a coin…I know what I want.
I lick my lips and close the slight distance between
us.
New York Times bestselling author
JB Salsbury spends her days lost in a world of budding romance and impossible
obstacles. Her love of good storytelling led her to earn a degree in Media
Communications. Since 2013 she has published six bestselling novels in The
Fighting Series and won a RONE Award. JB Salsbury lives with her husband and
two kids in Phoenix, Arizona.
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